Title: Daughters of the Unnatural
Part: 1: Blast to the Past
Author: Liayso
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Disclaimer: The characters of Angel and Buffy are not mine. I'm just borrowing them for this story. I do own the characters D.J. and Abby.
Summary: The daughter of The Key and The Destroyer sure has her hands full. Her twin sister wants to kill her and now she's stuck in the past. Can she possibly calm her raging sister down and get back to her own time? Lame summary, I know.
Rating: PG-13 for swearing and violence
Spoilers: Everything I guess. This story is set a couple of months after Angel's series finale.
A/N: Oh and after the big battle in the alley, Gunn got back his memories of Connor. Also, this is my first Buffy/Angelverse fanfic, so go a little easy with the criticism please.
"Abby!"
A light haired brunette called out to another girl of similar appearance in front of her. Her hair was a darker shade of brown. 'Abby' turned around to face the girl who had called out to her.
"D.J." Her voice was tinged with hate and venom.
D.J. took a step back and stared back at her twin sister with a small hint of fear in her blue eyes.
"Why are you mad at me?"
Abby took a threatening step towards her and D.J. took another step backwards.
"You took everything from me." She continued to advance on her little sister, who continued to step back.
"You got it all wrong! I didn't meant to-"
"Liar! You always wanted to up one me."
D.J. stepped back into a pedestal, knocking over what was on it: a white round orb known as the Orb of Meti. Instinctively, D.J. reached out to catch the orb, but Abby chose that moment to charge her sister. The two girls hit the floor along with the orb, which shattered into millions of pieces. A white light surrounded them.
"What's she like?"
Connor asked. He was leaning forward in the back seat of Angel's car. Angel sat in the driver's seat, obviously being the driver, and Gunn was next to him in the front. They were on their way to pick up Dawn Summers from the airport.
"Well it's been awhile since I've seen her. Well, technically, I've never really met her. You know, the whole Key, fake memory thing." Angel said looking into the rearview mirror.
Connor sat back into his seat. Dawn Summers. The girl intrigued him. She was an ancient mystical energy called The Key who was made into the human sister of his father's first love. Her birth, or non-birth, was just unnatural as his own birth. And now she was going to stay with the newly reformed Angel Investigations in L.A. to be their book girl. The new crew now consisted of Angel, Spike, Gunn, Illyria, and Connor, who had decided to stay and live with his real father in L.A. Now Dawn would be added to their little group to translate ancient languages, provide major info on demons, and deal with all that is magical, since Wesley and Fred were now gone. They needed her help in killing a demon called the Halaman that could shortly revive itself after being killed. There was a spell to keep it from reviving itself and Dawn knew the spell.
Angel looked into his side view mirror. "Good. We haven't lost Spike and Illyria."
Spike and Illyria were driving in another car. They had taken two cars since everyone had wanted to go to the airport to meet Dawn. Also, apparently, Dawn had a whole lot of luggage, not counting all the weapons and books she was bringing. Typical teenager. Spike muttered incoherent curses as he tried lighting a cigarette while driving. Doing so caused him to nearly smash into a car that was turning in front of him.
"Watch where you're bloody going!" He yelled at the car.
"I do not think it wise to do that while driving." Illyria motioned to his smoking.
"Helps settle my nerves, Blue."
"Does the vampire fear a little girl?" She said mockingly.
"No. It's just last time I talked to the bit, she threatened to set me on fire."
Illyria smirked. "I think I can grow fond of this child."
"Haha Blue."
Spike turned his focus back to the road. Please don't let her still hate me.
They're late. Dawn thought as she sat in the airport. She felt so out of place sitting by herself with all the luggage she had. People were staring. Buffy and Giles had accompanied her on her flight. They would have stayed with her until Angel and the others came, but they had to catch their flight back to London. Dawn saw the disappointment in Buffy's eyes. She had wanted to talk to the two souled vampires as well as meet Angel's son.
Connor. Dawn said in her mind. Her thoughts traveled to him. The two of them had a lot in common with each other. Both came from unnatural origins; both were thrust into the lives of their protectors; and both experienced the whole memory thing. She wondered what he looked like and pictured a mini-Angel. Dawn giggled a little bit and then remembered that Willow had said he looked more like Darla, but there was definitely 'Angel-ness' in him.
"Dawn!"
Dawn looked up from her thoughts to see Angel and a black man jog up to her. He must be Gunn, she thought. She stood up from her seat and simply stated, "You're late."
"I know. A case kind of took longer than expected." Angel lamely excused.
"Yeah, plus, it was really messy. Didn't want to make a bad first impression by being covered in demon guts." Gun joked and offered his hand. "I'm Gunn."
Dawn took his hand and shook it. She smiled and said, "Well, I guess I should be grateful you guys decided to shower first before coming." She looked around. "Is it just you guys?"
"Uh. No. We got into some trouble at the entrance."
"Demons?" Dawn asked.
"Nope, worse. Fan boys. They thought Illyria was some alien thing on this one show or something," Gunn said. "Spike and Connor are handling it."
Footsteps were heard behind them and they all turned to see Spike, Connor, and Illyria walking up to them. Connor and Spike were deep in a conversation.
"Geez, I didn't think fan boys could be so scary. I think I would rather take on three Drokken demons than face people like them!" Connor exclaimed.
"The only thing scarier than fan boys are fan girls," Spike said with a chuckle and then froze when he saw Dawn.
"Spike." Dawn took a deep breath.
"Bit." Spike would have taken a deep breath as well, had he needed to breathe.
Suddenly, Dawn threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "I missed you so much!"
Spike stood dumbfounded and surprised. "Well, I didn't expect this, Bit."
Dawn slowly pulled herself away from him. "What do you mean?"
"Well, before I left, we weren't exactly on speaking terms."
"I forgave you, ya know. That kinda happens when you save the world." Dawn placed her hands on her hips. Spike only smiled at her.
Angel continued to watch the little reunion until he heard his son cough next to him. Snapping back to attention, Angel said, "Oh, right!" Dawn turned her head to him. "Dawn, the one over there next to Spike is Illyria." Angel pointed to the Old One.
"Hi." Dawn said, a bit intimidated by the ex-goddess. But she held out her hand to her, nonetheless.
Illyria merely looked at her outstretched hand with a tilted head and said, "I heard you like fire."
Dawn slowly pulled her hand away from her and looked at Illyria questioningly. "Huh?"
"Uh, don't worry about it, Nibblet." Spike said.
Angel patted Connor on the shoulder. "And this is my son, Connor."
Connor stepped forward. "Hi. It's nice to meet you." Connor held out his hand and smiled.
Dawn melted at the sight of his smile. "You too." As their hands touched, a small jolt passed throughout their bodies. Dawn looked into his eyes and felt herself get lost in them. They stood there like that, hand in hand, staring into the other's eyes, for what seemed like eternity for them.
"Buffy didn't come with you?" Angel asked, pulling Dawn out of her trance.
Dawn quickly pulled her hand from Connor's. "Oh, she did, but she and Giles had to go back. If you hadn't been so late, you could've seen her." She said teasingly.
"Oh." Both vampires said simultaneously. Dawn rolled her eyes at the two. They were so obvious.
Gunn interrupted their oncoming broodiness. "So, why don't we head back to the hotel?"
They all began to gather up Dawn's things.
The bright light subsided a bit, but still surrounded the two girls. Abby's grip on D.J.'s throat loosened a little as she looked around. But then it tightened again.
"What did you do now?!" She shrieked at her sister.
"I didn't mean to." D.J. choked out.
The light grew brighter and again blinded them.
"Wow."
Dawn stood mouth agape at the entrance to the Hyperion.
"Pretty cool, huh?" Connor stood next to her, carrying a few of her bags.
"I didn't think it would be this big."
"Wait till you get inside."
Dawn pushed open the front doors and was once again in awe. "Wow." She repeated. Connor smiled at her form as it walked across the lobby. He was glad that she was impressed. The others piled in after them, carrying everything else of Dawn's.
"Damn girl. What the hell did you pack in this thing? Rocks?" Gunn and Angel struggled a little bit, carrying a large chest.
"Nope, just a bunch of new toys for you guys. You can thank me later." She continued her exploring of the hotel lobby.
Gunn opened the chest as the other three men crowded behind him. Inside was a vast assortment of weapons: swords, knives, axes, you name it.
"Whoa." Connor said as he pulled out an axe. The others followed in suit, each pulling out a weapon; each testing it out.
"How did you get all this past airport security?" Angel asked as he held up a broad sword.
"Cloaking spell." Dawn smiled. She clasped her hands together. "So, which room will I be staying in?"
"Oh. Right!" Angel put down the sword. He motioned to Connor to put down the axe and the two of them scooped up Dawn's bags. "Follow me. I hope you like the room we picked out for you. We did our best to fix it up." The three of them headed upstairs.
Spike twirled the sword in his hand. "Hey Illyria, why don't you take a swing at me. Let me try out my brand new shiny sword."
"It is a pity that you require a weapon in order to fight."
"I don't 'require' it, but it certainly makes things more interesting."
Gunn put his scimitar down and plopped himself onto the couch. It was always entertaining to watch Spike and Illyria fight. Their fights were just as good as the fights on Pay Per View, only they were free. Unfortunately, for him the light that filled the lobby interrupted the show. Sparks went off. The three of them shielded their eyes from the bright light. Spike gripped his sword tighter, Gunn reached over for his weapon, and Illyria got into a battle stance.
The light dissipated and finally disappeared. In its place were two girls. One was on the floor being choked by the other. What looked like shattered glass was also near them.
"What the bloody hell?" Spike mumbled.
The two girls turned their heads to him. Abby pulled her hands from D.J.'s throat and quickly stood up. D.J. stood up as well. The two sides of the room merely stared at each other, not sure what to do.
"What's going on?" Angel called out. He and Connor appeared on the second floor. They jumped over the railing, both landing with grace next to Spike, Gunn, and Illyria.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?! One minute there's this bright light and the next we have ourselves a couple of teenagers!" Spike yelled at him.
"Oh my god…"
D.J. was the one that had spoken out. She had said this when her eyes fell onto Connor and then onto Dawn who stood up on the second floor watching everything. Abby freaked and panicked. She turned and ran out the door. D.J. was frozen where she stood. She couldn't move her body. She just stared at Connor.
"Oh my god," she repeated. "You look so young."
"Uh, thanks?" Connor said, unsure on how to reply.
Angel took as step forward. "Who are you?"
D.J. only stared at him in shock. Then she turned her gaze to Dawn who was coming down the stairs. Seeing this, Angel called out to her.
"Dawn, get over here now."
Dawn nodded her head and quickly made her way to the others. D.J. looked around herself, finally noticing that her sister was missing.
"Abby?" She turned her head to see the hotel door swinging open. "Abby!" D.J. made her way to the door but Angel blocked her path and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Hold on a minute! Who are you and why are you here?"
"Please move." She pleaded.
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
"Please move. I need to find my sister!" D.J. cried out.
"Just tell me who you are and maybe we can help you."
D.J. had enough of this. She shrugged off Angel's grip on her and picked him up. She flung him across the lobby. The others ducked as Angel sailed over their heads. Spike began laughing his ass off.
"I'm sorry." D.J. said before she headed for the door again.
Connor, being as quick as he was, managed to tackle D.J. down before she reached the door. Gunn and Dawn followed in suit, piling onto the struggling girl. Illyria just stood and watched and Spike was still laughing at Angel who was still trying to pull himself together.
"Ow! God! Did you all have to tackle me like that?!" D.J. yelled from under the three people on top of her.
"Well seeing as how you threw our boss like a rag doll across the lobby, I'm thinking, yes." Gunn said, doing his best to hold down the girl.
"Get off me! Please! I won't run away and I'll try to explain everything!" She cried out.
"You promise?" Dawn asked. She was holding down her feet.
"I promise."
The three of them slowly got of her. D.J. stood up and rubbed her lower back. "Thank you."
Spike had finally stopped laughing. "Well, at least the bird's polite. Saying her 'Please' and 'Thank yous'."
Angel looked at him, annoyed. "You're only saying that because she threw me across the room."
"Damn straight. Bloody well made my night." Spike said as he took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.
D.J. brushed herself off and looked around at the people staring back at her. She shifted nervously. She hated being in the spotlight. She took a nervous intake of air.
"My name is D.J. and I, uh, think I'm in the past."
"You mean, you're from the future?" Gunn asked.
D.J. nodded.
"How is that possible?" Dawn asked with a small stutter of disbelief.
D.J. pointed to the glass bits on the floor. "The Orb of Meti. It was rumored to be capable of time travel."
"Well, it's not a rumor anymore." Connor looked at the girl. "So that's why you said I looked young."
"You know us, in the future?" Dawn asked.
"Yeah, you guys raised me." D.J. looked around the lobby and saw the remaining luggage. Mom must have just arrived. She looked at Connor and Dawn. They must have just met. D.J. decided not to tell them who she really was, the daughter of the Key and the Destroyer.
"How far into the future are you from?" Her mother asked.
"What year is it?"
"2004."
"Twenty years…I'm not even born for another five years." D.J. made her way to the lobby couch. She was still in shock at the whole thing. Gunn made his way to her.
"Your sister, Abby, right?" D.J. nodded. "Why was she trying to kill you?"
"She wasn't trying to kill me! She's just really really mad at me." She said the last sentence quietly.
"Why?" Dawn asked sitting next to her.
"It's complicated."
"We're all about the complicated."
"Well, there was a prophecy-"
"It's always a prophecy. I hate those things." Connor interrupted her.
"As I was saying," D.J. shot a glare at her father, "there was a prophecy that said that either Abby or I would kill this big bad. Everyone assumed Abby was the one since she's way stronger than I am but-"
"But it was you." Dawn finished for her.
"Yeah. It was a big blow to her ego and she totally wigged out on me. I knocked over the orb when she tried to strangle me and 'Poof!' we're here." She made hand movements to emphasize her story.
"Are you a slayer?" Angel asked her.
"If you're asking if I fight demons and help save the world occasionally, then yeah." D.J. pushed herself off the couch. "Can I go look for my sister now?"
"If she's a slayer as well, she'd probably be long gone by now." Spike blew a puff of smoke into the air.
"But I have to find her! She could be in trouble."
"If she's supposed to be stronger than you are, then I bet she can take care of herself, pet."
D.J. looked somber. "You're right. I probably wouldn't be able to track her now anyway."
Track? Angel thought. Slayers don't 'track'. He was having doubts that this girl was a slayer. But her strength, could she be a vampire? He looked at her and noticed her breathing as well as her heartbeat. No, she's not a vampire. What is she then?
"It's getting late. Why don't we all hit the sack and deal with this in the morning?" Connor suggested.
"Good idea. I second it." Dawn stifled a yawn. "Jet lag's not exactly my best friend." She turned to D.J. "I could cast a locating spell to help you find your sister in the morning."
D.J. perked up. "Really? You would do that for me?" Dawn nodded. "Thank you." The two of them headed upstairs.
Gunn looked to Angel.
"Do you think we can trust her? I mean, remember the last time a teenager popped out of nowhere to here?"
"Hey!" Connor exclaimed.
"Sorry man. But seriously, Angel."
"I don't know." Angel shook his head.
"I trust her." Connor stated. Everyone stared at him. "I dunno. There's just something about her that makes me trust her." He shrugged his shoulders.
"The girl is strong. She shall be useful in defeating the Halaman demons we're facing." Illyria stated.
"True Blue." Spike agreed.
"We'll sort all this out in the morning. It's been a long night."
The five of them ascended the steps. It had been a long night and the nights were just about to get even longer.