LA, USA – Naomi Beach – 1997
The waves crashed up against the rocks loudly, as a faint crying sound interrupted the bare beach's peace. The darkness of the night started to lurk away as the sun peaked over the horizon. The child was small and wrapped in a musty old bed sheet, which had become wet from the water that had come up and touched it. The little girl showed small bits of pale blue hair on her peach skull.
Masco walked across the beach muttering to him self when suddenly a low whimpering sound came into his ears. He'd heard that sound before…a baby? What would a baby be doing out here at this time? His dark green feet raced across the sand over to the scared creature. He leaned over and picked up the tiny child. His leathery skin was hard and tough compared to the young ones tender flesh.
"Thank you! Thank you for this gift!" Masco said quietly to the sky trying not to wake the now sleeping child. Gently he rocked the little girl as he walked away into the night.
LA, USA – Hyperion Hotel - 2007
"So are we going to do it?" Spike asked Angel plainly about a new case they'd been asked about.
"I don't know. Do you think we should?" Angel replied in a bored brood as he fiddled with the new computer he'd gotten for his office. Banging his fist against the desk he muttered in frustration, "How in the world do I do that?"
"What are you doing?" Spike asked in a curious voice as he came around and looked at the computer screen.
"I'm trying to make a list of everyone we've helped over the years but this help bar isn't helping me!" he said banging in a line of keys listed in the help bar.
"Let me see!" Spike said pushing Angel out of the way right before the door to the office flew open and the two's eyes jolted up.
Cordy? Suddenly what had been a boring day of moaning and once again grieving had become very interesting. How in the world could this be? It's wasn't possible! Except it must have been because she was there standing in the doorway of the Hyperion's main office.
"Angel! Oh my god! Thank goodness you're here!" she said as she rushed over a wrapped him in a tight hug. "I was dead one moment then suddenly I was standing in the cemetery with some teenager." She finished, finally letting go of Angel and looking at Spike. "What are you doing here?"
"Teenager? What do you mean?" Angel asked stunned and confused at the same time.
Cordy nodded as she sat down on top of the desk. "Yea. Shoulder length blue hair, long brown jacket, ripped jeans. You know her?" she explained like she used to do with the visions. "And oh yeah, she had a green shirt that had three X's across It." She added in quickly.
"Why the hell would we know her?" Spike asked in disgust as he started fiddling with the computer again. "Oh My God! This thing really doesn't help!"
"Here let me see." Cordy said moving in front of spike and looking at the screen. "Oh this is really simple actually. You just click this and this and this." She said typing in the keys. "And there you go!" she said moving out of the way then looking around.
"What do you mean you were standing in a cemetery?" Angel asked trying to gain Cordy's attention again.
Cordy looked back up Angel again, "Exactly what I said, One moment I was up in heaven the next I was standing on a the muddy grass dressed like I had just went to the mall or something." Cordy answered using her hands to show her outfit of jeans and a pink baby doll t-shirt.
Angel looked her over and saw what she meant. "Did she say anything to you? Tell you who she is by any chance?" he questioned trying to figure out anything he could.
"Actually she did say one thing, 'You were brought back by the higher power now go where you are needed.' You know what she meant?" she answered after thinking for a moment. "So where's Wes?"
Angel looked down, "You mean you didn't see him?" But it just caused a bunch of sad faces of pity and sadness. Buckets of tension were filling quickly and Cordy easily caught on, "No, no! He can't be! You're kidding right? Right!?" she yelled in grief and finally noticing how horrible it was here compared to where ever it was that she'd gone to.
None of them knew what to say and their throats were all tied into knots as they went back to his death.
"Yea, he's gone." Angel said causing tears to start falling from Cordy's eyes. "He died fighting the good fight. Like you guys were determined to fight even when it got rough." Angel said trying to make her understand in the best possible way he could. "We buried him in the same cemetery as you actually. We thought he'd like to be laid to rest near another of the ones who fought the battle of good. Next to Fred as well." He said as sorrow filled his voice.
Choking back some tears Cordy tried to put on a smile. "I guess it isn't that small of a cloud up there." She sobbed. "So yea, this girl was really freaky and just watched as I walked away. By the way did I mention her eyes; they were like a weird silverish-gray that I could see even in the dark. Weird hey?" she said trying to smile away the sadness.
Spike looked out the window at the sky. The sky was pitch black but if you looked down a few inches the skyline was covered in the lights of LA.
Bang! The door crashed open as a boy burst through.
"Where is she?" he demanded from the lounge of the Hyperion. "Where is she!?" he yelled out at the top of his lungs.
Angel, Spike and Cordy rushed into the lounge from the office. The boy pushed past Angel and Spike and Moved straight in on Cordy. Cordy backed up as he moved towards her but he eventually stopped and looked at her with dark brown eyes.
"You! You're the risen girl! You know where to find her!" he accused pushing her back against the wall with his hands.
He couldn't have been older than 16 years of age but that didn't stop him one bit. Cordy looked over him. He was wearing a red long-sleeved button up shirt and kick-ass leather pants with his dark brown hair gelled up at the front and his black business shoes gleaming in the artificial lights of the Hyperion.
"What are you talking about?" Cordy asked in a strong tone as she tried to hide the fact that she'd been startled by the boy's confidence. "Who do you think you are barging into here like that?" she demanded back at him.
A smirk rose on the boy's face as he tried to think up the reasons why His girl would raise such a stupid girl. "You think you can question me? Well guess what? You can't! Because I am Brad Andrelan Fader, one of the four Sacred Children and you are just a risen one who's going to die again." He announced proudly. "So just tell me where she is and you can go on living your short trip back."
Cordy looked at the boy with angry eyes despising his rudeness. "Who the hell are you talking about and what in the world are the Sacred Children?" she yelled with fury.
"Sacred Children?" Lorne walked in just as Cordy yelled out her demanding questions.
"This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her when she smiles" the boy who had a second ago been demanding immediate answers burst out into the chorus of Absolutely by 9 days.
"Andre! What are you doing here?" Lorne called out as soon as he heard the strong and powerful voice.
The boy smiled as he looked down at his shoes. His smile was sweet and full of kindness now unlike the smirk he had been wearing a minute before. "I could ask you the same thing my good friend. When I heard you shut down I tried to find you but I was busy with a few problems of my own so I didn't have time to search enough."
"You're still singing about her. You're still waiting for the girl you knew to come back." Lorne said with sympathy in his voice that a deaf man could have heard.
"Actually she has come back." He said trying to ignore the sympathizing that Lorne had just made. "But her risen one is being a risen pain in the ass." He added moving his head towards Cordy.
"Cordy! What? How? Oh no… she…" he gawked at the sight starting to remember the curse of Bowe of the Sacred Children. Andre nodded sadly. "But why us? Why would she send us and never mind Cordy, a great person might I add, through such a depressing ordeal?" He asked as the smile which had a second ago went from ear to ear disappeared and a frown appeared in it's place.
Lorne looked from Cordy to Angel to Spike. Confusion struck his mind as to why the young Sacred Child had picked her to bring back. What purpose did she hold to this world?
"Well who knows maybe this friend of yours wont get herself killed." he said trying to lighten the mood. He turned around to look at the wall and mouthed to him self "I hope."
"So back to what I was getting at earlier," he said turning back to Cordy and directing all attention to her. "Tell me where you saw her last."
Cordy looked at him totally confused by the conversation she'd just heard. "Once again, who are you talking about?" she said her voice thick and annoyed.
Angel answered for Andre this time. "I think he means the girl you saw at the cemetery." Andre nodded in agreement with Angel's answer.
"What cemetery? She usually hangs around the rising spot for a few days after the rising then goes to find the next. So I need to know now." he said now totally calm.
"Um…Angel you're the one who took care of my preparations when I died right? You should know." She answered now calming down herself.
Angel took in a deep breath still trying to grasp on to everything that had happened.
The waves crashed up against the rocks loudly, as a faint crying sound interrupted the bare beach's peace. The darkness of the night started to lurk away as the sun peaked over the horizon. The child was small and wrapped in a musty old bed sheet, which had become wet from the water that had come up and touched it. The little girl showed small bits of pale blue hair on her peach skull.
Masco walked across the beach muttering to him self when suddenly a low whimpering sound came into his ears. He'd heard that sound before…a baby? What would a baby be doing out here at this time? His dark green feet raced across the sand over to the scared creature. He leaned over and picked up the tiny child. His leathery skin was hard and tough compared to the young ones tender flesh.
"Thank you! Thank you for this gift!" Masco said quietly to the sky trying not to wake the now sleeping child. Gently he rocked the little girl as he walked away into the night.
LA, USA – Hyperion Hotel - 2007
"So are we going to do it?" Spike asked Angel plainly about a new case they'd been asked about.
"I don't know. Do you think we should?" Angel replied in a bored brood as he fiddled with the new computer he'd gotten for his office. Banging his fist against the desk he muttered in frustration, "How in the world do I do that?"
"What are you doing?" Spike asked in a curious voice as he came around and looked at the computer screen.
"I'm trying to make a list of everyone we've helped over the years but this help bar isn't helping me!" he said banging in a line of keys listed in the help bar.
"Let me see!" Spike said pushing Angel out of the way right before the door to the office flew open and the two's eyes jolted up.
Cordy? Suddenly what had been a boring day of moaning and once again grieving had become very interesting. How in the world could this be? It's wasn't possible! Except it must have been because she was there standing in the doorway of the Hyperion's main office.
"Angel! Oh my god! Thank goodness you're here!" she said as she rushed over a wrapped him in a tight hug. "I was dead one moment then suddenly I was standing in the cemetery with some teenager." She finished, finally letting go of Angel and looking at Spike. "What are you doing here?"
"Teenager? What do you mean?" Angel asked stunned and confused at the same time.
Cordy nodded as she sat down on top of the desk. "Yea. Shoulder length blue hair, long brown jacket, ripped jeans. You know her?" she explained like she used to do with the visions. "And oh yeah, she had a green shirt that had three X's across It." She added in quickly.
"Why the hell would we know her?" Spike asked in disgust as he started fiddling with the computer again. "Oh My God! This thing really doesn't help!"
"Here let me see." Cordy said moving in front of spike and looking at the screen. "Oh this is really simple actually. You just click this and this and this." She said typing in the keys. "And there you go!" she said moving out of the way then looking around.
"What do you mean you were standing in a cemetery?" Angel asked trying to gain Cordy's attention again.
Cordy looked back up Angel again, "Exactly what I said, One moment I was up in heaven the next I was standing on a the muddy grass dressed like I had just went to the mall or something." Cordy answered using her hands to show her outfit of jeans and a pink baby doll t-shirt.
Angel looked her over and saw what she meant. "Did she say anything to you? Tell you who she is by any chance?" he questioned trying to figure out anything he could.
"Actually she did say one thing, 'You were brought back by the higher power now go where you are needed.' You know what she meant?" she answered after thinking for a moment. "So where's Wes?"
Angel looked down, "You mean you didn't see him?" But it just caused a bunch of sad faces of pity and sadness. Buckets of tension were filling quickly and Cordy easily caught on, "No, no! He can't be! You're kidding right? Right!?" she yelled in grief and finally noticing how horrible it was here compared to where ever it was that she'd gone to.
None of them knew what to say and their throats were all tied into knots as they went back to his death.
"Yea, he's gone." Angel said causing tears to start falling from Cordy's eyes. "He died fighting the good fight. Like you guys were determined to fight even when it got rough." Angel said trying to make her understand in the best possible way he could. "We buried him in the same cemetery as you actually. We thought he'd like to be laid to rest near another of the ones who fought the battle of good. Next to Fred as well." He said as sorrow filled his voice.
Choking back some tears Cordy tried to put on a smile. "I guess it isn't that small of a cloud up there." She sobbed. "So yea, this girl was really freaky and just watched as I walked away. By the way did I mention her eyes; they were like a weird silverish-gray that I could see even in the dark. Weird hey?" she said trying to smile away the sadness.
Spike looked out the window at the sky. The sky was pitch black but if you looked down a few inches the skyline was covered in the lights of LA.
Bang! The door crashed open as a boy burst through.
"Where is she?" he demanded from the lounge of the Hyperion. "Where is she!?" he yelled out at the top of his lungs.
Angel, Spike and Cordy rushed into the lounge from the office. The boy pushed past Angel and Spike and Moved straight in on Cordy. Cordy backed up as he moved towards her but he eventually stopped and looked at her with dark brown eyes.
"You! You're the risen girl! You know where to find her!" he accused pushing her back against the wall with his hands.
He couldn't have been older than 16 years of age but that didn't stop him one bit. Cordy looked over him. He was wearing a red long-sleeved button up shirt and kick-ass leather pants with his dark brown hair gelled up at the front and his black business shoes gleaming in the artificial lights of the Hyperion.
"What are you talking about?" Cordy asked in a strong tone as she tried to hide the fact that she'd been startled by the boy's confidence. "Who do you think you are barging into here like that?" she demanded back at him.
A smirk rose on the boy's face as he tried to think up the reasons why His girl would raise such a stupid girl. "You think you can question me? Well guess what? You can't! Because I am Brad Andrelan Fader, one of the four Sacred Children and you are just a risen one who's going to die again." He announced proudly. "So just tell me where she is and you can go on living your short trip back."
Cordy looked at the boy with angry eyes despising his rudeness. "Who the hell are you talking about and what in the world are the Sacred Children?" she yelled with fury.
"Sacred Children?" Lorne walked in just as Cordy yelled out her demanding questions.
"This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her when she smiles" the boy who had a second ago been demanding immediate answers burst out into the chorus of Absolutely by 9 days.
"Andre! What are you doing here?" Lorne called out as soon as he heard the strong and powerful voice.
The boy smiled as he looked down at his shoes. His smile was sweet and full of kindness now unlike the smirk he had been wearing a minute before. "I could ask you the same thing my good friend. When I heard you shut down I tried to find you but I was busy with a few problems of my own so I didn't have time to search enough."
"You're still singing about her. You're still waiting for the girl you knew to come back." Lorne said with sympathy in his voice that a deaf man could have heard.
"Actually she has come back." He said trying to ignore the sympathizing that Lorne had just made. "But her risen one is being a risen pain in the ass." He added moving his head towards Cordy.
"Cordy! What? How? Oh no… she…" he gawked at the sight starting to remember the curse of Bowe of the Sacred Children. Andre nodded sadly. "But why us? Why would she send us and never mind Cordy, a great person might I add, through such a depressing ordeal?" He asked as the smile which had a second ago went from ear to ear disappeared and a frown appeared in it's place.
Lorne looked from Cordy to Angel to Spike. Confusion struck his mind as to why the young Sacred Child had picked her to bring back. What purpose did she hold to this world?
"Well who knows maybe this friend of yours wont get herself killed." he said trying to lighten the mood. He turned around to look at the wall and mouthed to him self "I hope."
"So back to what I was getting at earlier," he said turning back to Cordy and directing all attention to her. "Tell me where you saw her last."
Cordy looked at him totally confused by the conversation she'd just heard. "Once again, who are you talking about?" she said her voice thick and annoyed.
Angel answered for Andre this time. "I think he means the girl you saw at the cemetery." Andre nodded in agreement with Angel's answer.
"What cemetery? She usually hangs around the rising spot for a few days after the rising then goes to find the next. So I need to know now." he said now totally calm.
"Um…Angel you're the one who took care of my preparations when I died right? You should know." She answered now calming down herself.
Angel took in a deep breath still trying to grasp on to everything that had happened.