Never Fade Away
I got reviews! I would be all gushy-happiness, but I think it would take up space. Answers to reviews in bold (or SHOULD be in bold) at the bottom of this chapter.
Disclaimer: Nothing has changed since last chapter.
Hopefully I upload multiple chapters correctly...
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Chapter 2: Breakable
Illyria still didn't understand humans. She didn't suppose she ever would. She didn't understand their minds. But on a certain level, she was just like them. The thought was both infuriating and reassuring. At least she had somewhere to awkwardly belong.
She had gotten there too late to save Wesley. She wasn't accustomed to being too late. She once had the ability to force time to her will, and with her powers still intact she might have burst through those doors just a moment earlier, just as she was needed.
But she hadn't.
As Wesley's soul finally departed, there were real tears rolling down her face. True, she was using the Burkle form, but she was still in control. She closed her eyes for a moment and attempted to pull herself together. The cold, unaffected bit of her mind informed her that this was what Wesley had called loss. Loss brought grief. That was what she felt.
She was learning quickly now. Wesley would have been proud.
"How touching his meaningless death was," said Vail's rasping voice from behind her. She turned her head to see the sorcerer with the red flesh. His breath was in uneven gasps. "But this fight was never for mortals."
She drew herself up to her full height, glaring darkly at him. Hatred was coursing through her veins, a powerful wildfire of emotion. Vail just spread his hands.
"Take your best shot, little girl," he mocked.
Whether he thought she was only Winifred Burkle or if he knew she was Illyria, she didn't bother to find out. She took her best shot, fading back into the blue form as she did.
His head shattered; his body dropped to the ground. The revenge, however, did nothing to sate her fury, and in five minutes she was up on the roof on her way to the designated meeting place. The rain was falling heavily- she was glad for that, at the very least.
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Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I hope you liked this chapter and I didn't disappoint anyone (seemed a bit strained to me....) Sorry about the wait. I left home for ten days and forgot to mention it last chapter... Um... Forgive me? I'm leaving again tomorrow for a week, but I promise to post the next chapter when I get home.
ManniElf18: Thank you very much. Chapter 1 was a little short for my tastes, but I think I got the point across. I think that they only had the contract in the episode in order to tie up loose ends in the short amount of time they were presented, or else it wouldn't have happened. I'm very angry with the people who cancelled it. :shakes fist in their direction:
lightning bug: Hope you liked this chapter, as well.
Allen Pitt: You're right; the point of the first chapter was only to show the emotional impact on Angel. My own opinions as to signing away prophecies and clearing aside fate come into play in one of the later chapters.
As for the slayers showing up, I have seen that idea used frequently in fanfiction. However, this story is only portraying the events of the final episode. I don't intend on speculating the afterward, mostly because I'm afraid I would mess it up. And they are planning (or so I heard) on making TV movies to conclude what was left (for lack of better word) unconcluded. The first of these movies addresses the results of the alley fight.
angelsdarla13: Again, the signature is dealt with later on, in a presumptuous chapter I intend on writing. To be honest, I liked the way the Shanshu ended. True, it was a bit incomplete, but I really can't imagine Angel or Spike becoming human. It seems way to unreal to me, to have them become what they aren't anymore.
It is true that the 'slayer cavalry' isn't currently sided with them. But, again, we'll see. Thank you for appreciating my work. I love getting feedback.
I got reviews! I would be all gushy-happiness, but I think it would take up space. Answers to reviews in bold (or SHOULD be in bold) at the bottom of this chapter.
Disclaimer: Nothing has changed since last chapter.
Hopefully I upload multiple chapters correctly...
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Chapter 2: Breakable
Illyria still didn't understand humans. She didn't suppose she ever would. She didn't understand their minds. But on a certain level, she was just like them. The thought was both infuriating and reassuring. At least she had somewhere to awkwardly belong.
She had gotten there too late to save Wesley. She wasn't accustomed to being too late. She once had the ability to force time to her will, and with her powers still intact she might have burst through those doors just a moment earlier, just as she was needed.
But she hadn't.
As Wesley's soul finally departed, there were real tears rolling down her face. True, she was using the Burkle form, but she was still in control. She closed her eyes for a moment and attempted to pull herself together. The cold, unaffected bit of her mind informed her that this was what Wesley had called loss. Loss brought grief. That was what she felt.
She was learning quickly now. Wesley would have been proud.
"How touching his meaningless death was," said Vail's rasping voice from behind her. She turned her head to see the sorcerer with the red flesh. His breath was in uneven gasps. "But this fight was never for mortals."
She drew herself up to her full height, glaring darkly at him. Hatred was coursing through her veins, a powerful wildfire of emotion. Vail just spread his hands.
"Take your best shot, little girl," he mocked.
Whether he thought she was only Winifred Burkle or if he knew she was Illyria, she didn't bother to find out. She took her best shot, fading back into the blue form as she did.
His head shattered; his body dropped to the ground. The revenge, however, did nothing to sate her fury, and in five minutes she was up on the roof on her way to the designated meeting place. The rain was falling heavily- she was glad for that, at the very least.
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Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I hope you liked this chapter and I didn't disappoint anyone (seemed a bit strained to me....) Sorry about the wait. I left home for ten days and forgot to mention it last chapter... Um... Forgive me? I'm leaving again tomorrow for a week, but I promise to post the next chapter when I get home.
ManniElf18: Thank you very much. Chapter 1 was a little short for my tastes, but I think I got the point across. I think that they only had the contract in the episode in order to tie up loose ends in the short amount of time they were presented, or else it wouldn't have happened. I'm very angry with the people who cancelled it. :shakes fist in their direction:
lightning bug: Hope you liked this chapter, as well.
Allen Pitt: You're right; the point of the first chapter was only to show the emotional impact on Angel. My own opinions as to signing away prophecies and clearing aside fate come into play in one of the later chapters.
As for the slayers showing up, I have seen that idea used frequently in fanfiction. However, this story is only portraying the events of the final episode. I don't intend on speculating the afterward, mostly because I'm afraid I would mess it up. And they are planning (or so I heard) on making TV movies to conclude what was left (for lack of better word) unconcluded. The first of these movies addresses the results of the alley fight.
angelsdarla13: Again, the signature is dealt with later on, in a presumptuous chapter I intend on writing. To be honest, I liked the way the Shanshu ended. True, it was a bit incomplete, but I really can't imagine Angel or Spike becoming human. It seems way to unreal to me, to have them become what they aren't anymore.
It is true that the 'slayer cavalry' isn't currently sided with them. But, again, we'll see. Thank you for appreciating my work. I love getting feedback.