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Ch. 17 What's A Poof?
"Whoa mate! I don't bite!" Spike was yelling, with his hands raised.
"Wait Michael." Said Selene. He could sense her reaching further into the connection.
"Well?"
"There's something different about him. I can almost smell it."
Michael turned back. "You're an old one. Give me one reason not to kill you."
"I'll give you more than one mate. " He held up a finger. "Don't feed from humans." He held up another. "I fight the good fight." The third finger came up. "I just got my body back,and I don't fancy losin' it again, or going to hell if you get my meaning." A fourth finger joined the others. "The Poof would be waaaayyyy too pleased about it. And lastly, I have a soul."
MIchael and Selene had got about three of his reasons.
"Oh, and I saved the world." Added Spike. Smirking as he reached into his coat pocket for his smokes.
"Okay, I need to look at this guy with my own eyes. " Said Selene. " Ask him if we can meet later."
"She wants to know if we can meet later."
"Sure mate. When and where?"
Michael waited for Selene to respond. "Tell him to pick."
"She wants you to pick the place."
"Oh, in that case why don't we go to the Hyperion Hotel? Midnight? The grandpoof owns it. No one'll bother us; but if u want refreshments you'll have to bring 'em." (I have no idea if Angel still owns the Hyperion , just roll with it. LOL)
"Okay. Will your friends be coming along?"
"Want 'em to?" Spike took a drag off of his cigarette.
"Up to them." Said Michael, shrugging.
"You two really are men of few words."
Michael laughed and told Spike what she'd said.
Spike smiled. "Should've met this werewolf bloke I knew. Kid was a genius; but barely ever said two words. 'Cept to his girl o' course."
"Michael. I want my blood." Selene said suddenly.
"Gotta go, cravings, you know."
Spike waved him off. " See you at the Hyperion. You know where it is right?"
"Oh yeah, we go by there all the time." Michael paused. "Could I ask you something?"
"Ask away mate." Spike sighed, blowing out a stream of blue smoke.
"What's a poof?"
At midnight Michael and Selene pulled up in front of the Hyperion hotel. Michael had insisted they drive and Selene was still miffed at him about it.
Spike was waiting for them by the gate. "'Hello. " He said jauntily.
"Did your friends come?" Asked Michael.
"Yeah. They're waiting inside."
Spike led the way in, and Michael and Selene smiled at the beautiful hotel.
They were led into a gorgeous lobby with a comfortable looking round couch.
A young woman with long brown hair sat next to a tall dark haired man and an African American man. The men were dressed in mice suits and the woman in a flowery shirt and skirt set.
They all stood up when Spike led the couple in.
"Michael, Selene, this is Fred, Angel and Gunn. Wes is around here somewhere. Guys this is Michael and Selene."
"Hi!" Said Fred immediately. Angel and Gunn merely nodded.
Selene smiled at Fred. She liked the girl immediately.
MIchael led her to the couch and fussed over her as usual.
'Michael will you give it a rest?' She thought to him testily.
"Sorry." He grinned sheepishly. He sat down beside her.
Another man came in the room.
"Here's Wesley." Said Spike immediately. "Wesley this is Selene and Michael."
"Hello." Wesley said in his soft British accent.
"So Spike tells us you're a hybrid." Angel began, turning to Michael. "How is that possible?"
"Well, Selene might be better at explaining it than I am." He replied. "Sel?"
She sat forward with a little difficulty, and began. "Our species is different than yours. We are biological vampires, where you are mystical." She said speaking to Angel. "The lycans as well. Until recently, Most of us believed that such a merging of the species was impossible. The blood or bite of the other was supposed to be fatal. Then I learned that one lycan, a man named Lucian, who was supposed to be long dead was still alive and was after Michael.
He wanted to combine the species. Make one who was both vampire and lycan with all the strengths and none of the weaknesses. He was after MIchael because of his blood. Michael is a decendant of Corvinus. His blood allows for the perfect blending of the two. I helped Michael, and learned that he had been bitten by Lucian. Normally I would have killed him. There was a war going on for ages between vampire and lycan. Started by my dark father, Viktor. Viktor saw vampires as superior. He killed his own daughter for loving Lucian and bearing his child. When he made me a vampire he told me that the lycans had killed my family. I found out this was not true. Viktor himself killed my family,and could not bear to kill me for I reminded him of the daughter that he murdered. I was already in love with Michael and I went to rescue him from Lucian. One vampire, a traitor to us, Kraven, was infatuated with me for years. "
Michael winced at the name and kept that memory under lock and key. He didn't want her to know he'd seen Kraven.
"He came upon us and shot Michael. Lucian, who was barely alive told me to bite Michael. I did, and Viktor came upon us and knocked me away. He threw Michael into the next room, and the next thing I knew he was standing there, a hybrid. They fought,and Viktor got the upper hand. I killed him with his own sword."
Angel and the others were sitting there listening in awe.
"Why have we never heard of your kind?" Asked Wesley.
"We generally keep a low profile." She replied. "And we don't kill humans." She frowned when the baby decided to give her a nice hard kick to the ribs.
"Are you okay?" Asked Michael.
She nodded. "Your kid is beating me up." She joked.
"How far from birth are you?" Asked Angel.
"Around a month." Replied Selene. She put her hand over her cotton covered stomach. She really wanted her leathers back. At least she could still wear her coat. "The baby will be born more mature than a human baby would be. It'll grow faster too."
"How much faster?" Asked Fred.
"Twice as fast, once it's born. And that's only an estimate, since it's a hybrid child." Said Michael.
"Michael, I think thier calculations were a little off." Breathed Selene as she felt her water break.
He jumped up and took her in his arms. "I have to get her home. All my supplies are there."
"Do you want someone to come along?" Asked Angel.
"Spike and Fred." Ground out Selene. "Just in case something goes wrong."
The two jumped up and followed Michael to the car.
AN: I know, I know ARRGH! Another cliffhanger. But hey, this chapter is too long already. Next chapter- Baby time! LOL I added that stuff about the babay growing faster, because I figured that it would be safer for the species if the children grew up quickly. Plus I want her to be around Max's age somewhere when we get to that. Umm also they stop growing once thier body chemicals even out, and they remain in their prime forever.