Disclaimer: Perhaps it is good that Whedon owns angel and spike, since I have a bad habit of killing off all the characters I create.
Authors Note: Thanks, ka-mia2286, coolcaramello, and Tariq, Coolcaramello, this chapter is substantially longer, and at least one of Buffy's decedents is going to survive, in till the end. Also Sloane was not the only alias character to be referenced, Vaughn was as well. The last two chapters were an obscure homage to the first season of Dark Angel. The OAV, is Much Larger then Angel Investigations, It is more like an unofficial, Unorthodox, CIA/army devoted solely to destroying Vampires. I do not particular prefer ether, A/C or A/B, I believe that Buffy, is destined to be with him, but that Angel and Cordillia, are more viable, stable couple. So epic style fan fiction should ideally end A/B, and more realistic stories should end A/C. However that doesn't mean, that Angel will necessarily end up with either, of them in my story. All I will say is that his lover will be a familiar character.
Nathan St Clair, POV April 2239I don't think about I am doing, when I am creating something. My hands hold the knowledge, for building, machines and experiments. My mind is full of other things, history, and poetry today, Bach tomorrow. I never think of anything well I create I just do.
Now in this stone bunker, twenty feet from the surface, and two miles from the Atlantic Ocean, I stepped back from my masterpiece. It wasn't much to look at, like an old Lincoln engine, or a rehab sculpture.
But, This small hunk of metal, magic, and plastique, was a revelation. Upon activation it would send out a flash of pure Magical white sunlight. For a second no matter were you were on earth, it would feel like you were in the outer layer of the sun. A Humans blood would boil, but only for a second, they would live. Vampires on the other hand . . .well, they would be more dead then usual.
Although I am reluctant to use, it because of one particular, vampire. Liam, my best friend and to be quite blunt the most depressed being on earth (alive or otherwise). I have not told him, about the insta sun, because he believes himself to be a martyr, and the second it was completed he would use it.
"So never do a high kick?" my sisters voice drifted down the hallway, even from a distance you could here the violence and love in it, she was roman in that way: Death and sex. The motto of the ancients. As much as I love my sister, she intemdates me, with her long hair devided into cornrows. Her leadership status, her tounge ring, and her golden eyes.
"I wouldn't go that far?" Liam replied as I rushed to cover the instep-sun, with a sheet. As a started towards the cover sheet, my foot slipped, and I fell, to the floor wrapped in the sheet just as Liam, and Sapphire entered.
They both tried to conceal their laughter but they couldn't. Natural athletes don't understand my innate klutziness, and no one, knows were it came from. I am the odd one out of a long line of spies, athletes, and others: who unlike me didn't accidentally break there nose well reading . . . once.
But Liam his laughter, rumbling and momentary, ended quickly as he spotted the insta sun.
"Isn't this the prototype of the diagram you showed me a few weeks ago, the insta-sun wasn't it" he asked, quietly Sapphire, sensed the mood shift instantly and silenced.
"Yes . . . It's not finished yet"
"Would you tell me if it was?"
I stayed silent. Liam nodded, and I sighed. Liam wouldn't press the issue, He was good like that. Instead picked up a book that was lying on the table "Ross Thomas"
I nodded Liam and I were on a mystery kick, so far we had dispensed with Agetha Christie (too clichéd), and Dashell Hammet (Too boring), and moved on to our heroes Chandler, and Thomas.
"The Forth Durango, is it Better then the eighth dwarf?"
"Far superior"
The squall had passed and we leaned easily back into our normal rapport. Sapphire left as our discussion, about something, other then violence, bored her.
Two weeks later, 3A.M:
I was having an odd dream about eight foot tall cardboard giraffes. And screaming children. When I heard sapphires voice whisper in my ear, "wake up". I ignored her and focused in on a six year old in a lifejacket and camo pants.
"Wake up" she whispered again, this time her words were accompanied by a punch. I woke up, and opened my mouth to scream. but Liam had already covered my lips.
"Shh" he said "Spike is attacking us, Vampires are already in the building. They already killed, the security guards and cornel O'neil was one of the first to go. Thankfully the rest of the city is still safe,"
"So presumably spike is operating on the hypothesis that destroying the head will weaken the body" I was overly educated and it showed even at 3 am.
Angel, nodded "you know what this means."
I shook my head and longed for coffee- I know you would think the adrenaline of being attacked would be enough to keep, me awake but no, I am a true addict. Then it hit me he wanted the insta sun
"No"
"That's not an option now," Liam said.
So I got up, in a pair of turquoise goldfish boxers, and stumbled towards the lab. That's when I saw a flash of blue.
"Spike" I yelled, and sapphire ran off after him.
" Turn on the insta-sun" Liam yelled "now" as he ran down the hallway.
I started to enter me lab but before I reached the machine, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned by head, as a fist flew at it, I was dizzy for a second and then it was dark
Liam: Pov
So I ran, quickly towards sapphire I turned the corner to see, spike and her fighting. Sapphire was holding her own, barely. Then as spike punched she jumped. Hands gripping the water pipes that ran along the ceiling. Spike was now directly underneath her and she dropped. Wrapping her legs around his neck.
Spike simply fell against the wall squishing her between his body, and the concrete, I was still a while away. The tunnel was long and narrow,
Sapphire fell off to the ground. Bruises quickly rising to the surface of the body. Before she could catch her breath and defend herself spike grabbed her neck, I ran faster but even over the sound of my footsteps I could hear it crack.
I attacked spike, game face on, I kicked out first, a high kick for sapphire. He stumbled backwards; sapphire had taken a lot out of him. I then pushed him the rest of the way to the floor pulled about a stake, and plunged it, near his heart but not quite there. Spike screamed "bloody hell"
"No your not there yet. Soon though "I said removing the stake, and pushed it in again
"Keep on wasting you time, Nancy boy. Let my grandson die"
Shit, I wanted to swear in all 20 of the languages I knew at once. Spike began to laugh, that half drunk, insane laugh, which he must have patented by now. I left the stake in and ran towards Nathan's lab.
It took me two minutes to reach, the lab, when I finally arrived Nathan was in the middle of the room, bound, beaten, and apparently alive. A vamp was torturing him for the information. Using a method that I had found fairly effective in the past, a hot Irion. As I entered the room, the vamp looked up at me, as I flew threw the air feet first. He fell to the ground injured.
As I grabed my spare stake from it's arm holster, he attempted to get up, but my stake threw his heart, stoped, that plan. I tried to smile as i turned towards Nathen.
"How do I turn on the insta sun?' I ask I need to know. I want one little reminder left of Buffy left on this earth after I am gone, and Nathen would have to do.
Nathan replied reluctantly, weather it was his Simi conscious state, or his reticence to watch me die, I didn't know "Tuen on the blue button, bur don't touch the red button". I ran over to it and looked for the button.
That's when Spike arrived. He stumbled in, and ran towards me. I didn't do anything. I just stood still, hand on the button till he was within spiting distance. I didn't bother spiting, I just hit the button. Wishing all the while that i could have seen him die.
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