Title: Daughters of the Unnatural
Part: 2: Nose Strikes, Weed whacking, and Touchy-Feely-ness
Author: Liayso
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: Yay! I got a few reviews! Thank you's go out to ka-mia2286, PassionateDarkness, and AbiSnocom. For reference, in this fic, Connor is 19, Dawn is 17, and D.J. and Abby are 15. Also, Abby's name isn't short for Abigail (sorry AbiSnocom!) It's kinda short for something else, or rather a nickname. You'll find out in chapter 3.
D.J. lay in her bed. Her right arm was resting on her forehead. Light spilled in through the windows from the morning sun. She just laid there thinking about her current situation.
Damn. What kind of mess have I gotten myself into now? She couldn't believe she was stuck in the past with her sister who was uber mad at her and for what? For killing the big bad she wanted to kill and saving her life along with the entire world? Ridiculous! D.J. turned onto her side.
Why did Abby react like that? She wondered, but she knew why. D.J. wasn't exactly number one in the art of butt kicking. She had just started her training a year ago as opposed to Abby's lifetime of training. Of course, Abby would be insulted that her little weakling of a sister was able to kill the demon that had kicked her ass. It was all about pride.
"Pride sucks." D.J. muttered.
There was a knock at her door.
"Come in." D.J. sat up to see her father come in. It was just so weird seeing her parents like this. In this time, they were just only a few years older than she was. It was just weird.
"Hey, breakfast's ready. You hungry?" Connor asked her.
"Yeah." She got up and straightened her clothes.
"You okay?" Connor sensed her, well for lack of a better word, broodiness.
"Still kinda getting over the shock of everything. That's all."
The two of them stood silent for a minute.
"So breakfast, do you want some or not?" Connor asked, breaking the silence.
"Oh, of course. Maybe some food will take some of the shockyness out of me." She smiled.
The two started walking for the door, with D.J. behind Connor. All of a sudden, he launched a punch at D.J. His fist smacked straight into her nose. D.J. fell on her butt, clutching her nose.
"Ow! What'd you do that for?!" She yelled. Connor immediately knelt down to her.
"Sorry! I just thought that since you're a slayer that you'd be able to, you know, dodge the blow."
"Well, you thought wrong. Ow." She moved her hands away from her nose. "Am I bleeding?"
"No. I'm so sorry D.J." He helped her up and saw her eyes tearing. "Are you crying?"
"Wouldn't you cry if you got punched in the nose?" D.J. paused. "Wait, you're used to it. Never mind."
"What kind of a slayer are you?"
"I only started training a year ago; err, when I was fourteen. The whole reflex-instinct thing hasn't exactly been burned into me."
"I didn't know. Sorry."
"Why don't we just drop it and go eat breakfast?"
"Okay. I'm really sorry though. You can punch me if it would make you feel better."
"It wouldn't, but thanks."
D.J. walked out of her room, with Connor following her. She pondered on taking a swing at her father, as he did to her, but decided against it. He'd probably dodge it anyway.
Everyone was downstairs in the kitchen getting ready for breakfast. The table was filled with plates of eggs and bacon, cereal bowls, and glasses filled with juice and blood. Not mixed together, I might add. Dawn looked up from her plate.
"Morning….What happened?" She asked when she saw D.J. holding her nose.
"Connor punched me in the face."
"What?!" Dawn exclaimed.
"Connor!" Angel yelled.
"I'm sorry! I just wanted to test her reflexes." He held up his hands in defense.
"Connor, you don't just go around punching people just because they have super strength."
"I know Dad. I'm sorry."
"Relax you guys! It's okay now. See." D.J. moved her hands away from her nose. "Super healing, ya know." She smiled and sat down at the table, filling her plate with breakfast food.
Everyone stared at the strange girl for a second and sat down to eat. Illyria stared at the cereal bowl set in front of her. She lifted a spoonful of cereal and watched as the milk dripped back into the bowl.
"What is this substance?" She asked.
"It's called Lucky Charms, Blue." Spike took a sip of blood.
"I do not understand why you gave me this 'Lucky Charms'. I do not require nourishment."
"Really?" Dawn asked. She had been the one who set the bowl in front of Illyria.
"I am beyond eating."
"You're beyond everything, aren't you Leery?" mocked Spike. D.J. giggled. He turned to her. "So bird, you're from the future, right?" She nodded her mouth full of eggs. "Well, could you tell us if one of us vampires becomes shanshued and gets to be a real boy?"
D.J. froze. Everyone looked at her, curious at what she will say. Angel leaned into the table, awaiting her reply. D.J. looked around at everyone and swallowed her food hard.
"I'm not going to say anything." She simply stated.
"Well that's not fair, bird. If you know something, you should tell us. Or you could just tell me. I would be a secret between you and Uncle Spike." He smirked.
"The only people that are supposed to tell other people about the future are psychics, seers, and mystical guides. I'm not any of those things, so I'm not going to tell you. I don't want to mess up the future any more than I already have by coming here. The future is nice." D.J. brought her drink up to her lips.
"Except for your psycho sister out to kill you." Gunn said casually as he opened up the newspaper.
D.J. coughed as she gulped her juice down. Dawn patted her on the back.
"So you won't tell us anything about what happens to us in the future?" Dawn asked.
"Sorry." D.J. placed a piece of bacon in her mouth.
"What about lotto numbers?" Dawn asked with a smile.
D.J. shook her head and smiled. Everyone went back to his or her breakfast. They ate in silence for a few minutes. Then the phone began to ring. Angel made a move to answer it, but D.J. was quicker.
"Angel Investigations. We help the hopeless. How may we help you?"
Everyone watched D.J. as she took the call so naturally.
"Uh huh." Pause. "Okay. We'll be there as soon as we can. Thank you very much." She put down the receiver and saw everyone staring at her. "What?"
"It's just…" Angel started.
"Oh that? In the future, I always answer the phone. I'm like the secretary or telephone operator or something. Anyway, there's a Hacklar demon that escaped into the sewers. So," she clapped her hands, "should we finish breakfast first or go now?"
Angel blinked at her. What a strange girl. He shook himself out of it. "We should go now."
"Wait," Dawn started. D.J. turned to her. "What about your sister, D.J.? I have the spell ready."
"Oh yeah. Well, I guess Dawn and I could go look for my sister while you guys go fight the demon."
"I don't think so. Your sister seems a bit unstable. I want some muscle with you. Gunn, Connor, I want you guys to go with them. Spike, Illyria and I will go after the Hacklar." Angel said. "Let's head out." He grabbed the broad sword he had last night.
"I get stuck babysitting the teenagers? That ain't fair, Angel." Gunn said.
The three teenagers glared at him. Connor spoke up. "Hey, one of these 'teenagers' can kick your ass."
"Two actually." D.J. raised her hand. "I'm super powered too."
Spike smirked. "Have fun, Charlie boy." He patted Gunn on the back. Angel's group then headed down the sewer entrance.
"Great." Gunn rolled his eyes.
D.J. clasped her hands together. "So, what about that spell?" She was eager to find her sister.
"Oh, follow me." Dawn led them to a bunch of magical items laid out on the floor. Dawn and D.J. sat amongst the items. "Bear in mind, this is the first time I've actually tried this spell. It might not even work." Dawn said nervously.
"Don't worry. You get better with the whole magic thing. Especially with this spell, you perform it a lot in the future. I always manage to get kidnapped some how." D.J. said shaking her head at the memories.
"Oh, that's good. I mean good that I get better, not good that you get kidnapped a lot." Dawn stuttered. D.J. chuckled.
Connor knelt down beside them. "Do you do this a lot? Spells, I mean." He asked. Dawn looked at him.
"Yeah. I kind of did spells growing up. I was an amateur then and didn't know what I was doing." Dawn remembered the resurrection spell she had tried on her mother. "Then I was trained by Willow and Giles back in Europe for the past year." She began chanting.
"Oh."
Remembering that her father was a bit skeptical of magic, D.J. said, "Not all magic is evil, Connor. Some spells are used to help people. It helped you, you know."
"I know." Dawn finished her chanting and a small orb of light materialized in front of them. "What do we do now?" Connor asked.
The orb started moving, and headed for the hotel door.
"We follow the orb. Let's go." D.J. jumped up and everyone followed after her.
"I know you said you couldn't tell us about the future, but couldn't you tell us stuff like if there's flying cars or little pills that you pour water on and it turns into a cheeseburger?" Dawn asked. They were walking along the street, following the orb.
D.J. smiled. "Sorry, no flying cars and no pill cheeseburgers."
"That's too bad. I could really go for a cheeseburger right about now." Connor said, regretting not finishing his breakfast before they left.
"You're always hungry. I just wonder where it all goes, you know." Gunn said, looking at Connor's skinny frame.
"I think it's the demon slaying. We should start a fitness program. 'Kill a demon and lose ten pounds.' That could be our slogan. People would be healthy and the world would be safe." Dawn suggested.
D.J. giggled at Dawn's idea. The four of them continued to follow the glowing orb. It led them to an abandoned warehouse near the docks. The orb of light went through the door.
"She must be here." D.J. opened the door and stepped through only to meet a swift kick to her nose. She fell back into Dawn's arms and cried out, "Ow! What is it, Hit-D.J.-in-the-Nose Day?" Connor and Gunn stepped in front of D.J. and Dawn, separating them from the attacker.
"Hey! That wasn't very nice." Gunn said.
Abby lowered her leg and glared at them. "Well, I'm not exactly nice." She looked to her sister. "Should have known you would use a locating spell and bring reinforcements, D.J."
"Abby, we seriously need to talk…"
"There's nothing to talk about, Bitch!"
She then lunged at them. Gunn and Connor were caught off guard. Abby swatted Gunn to the side. He crashed into the wall. She then threw a punch at Connor, but he blocked it.
"We just want to talk!" He cried, blocking all her strikes.
"Yeah, well I like talking with my fists." Abby tried right hooking him, but Connor caught her fist and twisted her arm behind her.
"Just hear us out!"
"No!"
Abby slammed the back of her head into Connor's face, causing him to let go of her. He stumbled back while she stumbled forward. Abby quickly regained her composure and did a sweeping kick, knocking Connor down. He quickly flipped himself up. Abby tried kicking him in the head, but Connor caught her foot. She then quickly reacted by using her other leg to kick him. They both fell to the floor. Abby quickly stood up and her eyes met with her twin sister's. They stared at each other for a couple of intense minutes, and then Abby took off. D.J. could only watch as her sister ran away.
"Damn, your sister is scary, D.J.!" Gunn said as they entered the hotel.
"She's just lost." D.J. replied half-heartedly.
"Yeah, I'm sure her foot was 'lost' when it connected with your face."
Angel, Spike, and Illyria were just putting away the weapons they used to slay the Hacklar when the four came back.
"What happened?" Angel looked at the bruised and battered.
"We found her and she basically whooped our asses." Gunn replied.
"She's fast, Dad. Even faster than me." Connor said rubbing his forehead.
"She has an advantage. She knows all your moves. You guys did teach her." D.J. plopped herself onto the lobby couch.
"Looks like we taught her too well."
Gunn and Connor sat down next to her on the couch. All three of them were disappointed and humiliated with the turn of events. Dawn walked up to them. She tried to cheer up the brooding girl before her.
"We could try again tomorrow. Don't lose hope, D.J. She's your sister; she can't stay mad at you forever."
"Thanks."
"Well, we managed to locate the Halaman demons' hideout. We'll be heading out there later tonight, that is if you all are up for it." Angel looked down at the three of them. They nodded their heads. "Good. Dawn, you should get those spells ready."
"Right." Dawn headed towards her books.
"Ill be in my room. Call me when we have to head out." D.J. got up and headed upstairs. Spike took her place on the couch in between Gunn and Connor.
"So you two got your asses kicked by a little girl?" He said with a smirk. He placed his arms around their shoulders.
"Not now Spike," Gunn sighed. "Besides, I remember hearing that you got your ass kicked by a little girl a lot back in Sunnydale." Spike growled at him.
Connor got up and sat at the table where Dawn was looking through her books. "Do you need any help?" He asked her.
Dawn looked up. "No, but thanks." She felt a blush creep her cheeks. She couldn't help it. Connor was too cute. He flipped through one of the books on the table and became baffled at the foreign languages.
"You can actually understand this stuff?" He asked.
"Yeah. Translating has become second nature to me. You should see me with ancient Sumerian."
"Did you learn all this on your own?"
"No, not all of it. Giles and other people helped out a lot. But I did learn Italian all on my own, from living in Italy."
"Italy, what was that like?"
Dawn's eyes lit up. "It was really cool. The food there is incredible!" She really got into talking about her Rome stories. D.J. watched them from the second floor walkway. She smiled at them. Angel caught sight of this, but didn't know what to make of it.
"The book said that all the Halaman demons have to be killed within ten minutes of each other in order for the spell to work." Dawn said to Angel. They were all on the first floor of an abandoned apartment flat.
"All right. My lead said there would be three Halaman demons here, so we're going to split into three groups. Dawn, you're with me. We'll cover the fourth floor. Spike and Gunn, you guys have the third floor. Connor and Illyria will take the second. Understand?" Angel was in full boss mode.
"What about me?" D.J. piped up. She was disappointed that her grandfather had forgotten about her.
"Oh. Well, you can come with me." Angel still didn't fully trust the girl. She was still a mystery to him.
"Can I go with Connor and Illyria?" She asked. D.J. remembered the stories that her father had been poisoned in the battle with the Halaman. She thought she could maybe prevent it, even though that action would contradict what she said at breakfast, about not wanting to mess up the future.
"I guess." Angel said warily.
"Cool."
"All right. You all know what to do. To kill it, attack the giant flower bulb at the top of its body."
Everyone nodded and headed to the places they were assigned to.
"So why come with me and Illyria?" Connor asked the small girl next to him.
"You guys are the ones that will need my help the most."
Illyria stopped walking. She took that comment offensively. "Do not insult me child. I am far more powerful than you are."
"I'm sorry Illyria; I didn't mean to insult you. Plus, I already know that you're really strong." She said with a smile. God, I am such a suck up.
Illyria seemed content with her apology and the three of them kept walking down the hallway.
"So, you know what to expect?" Connor asked.
"Yeah. You guys told me stories about this. Halaman demons are evil plant demons complete with vines, poisonous flowers, and some sort of pus oozing from their pores."
Suddenly a vine shot out in front of them through a pair of steel doors. D.J. let out a small "Eek!" Illyria grabbed the vine and twisted it off the demon. It looks like they found their demon. A loud crash was heard further down the hall. All three of them turned their heads to the noise.
"Oh yeah. There are actually four demons here and you guys got stuck with two." D.J. said sheepishly.
"And you couldn't tell us this before because?!" Connor growled.
"Go. I shall lay waste to this demon and make a trophy from its spine." Illyria said walking to the Halaman.
"It's a plant demon; it doesn't have a spine. It has stems and cell walls." D.J. pointed out.
"Whatever! Let's go!"
Connor grabbed D.J.'s arm and the tow ran down the hall while Illyria proceeded to 'lay waste' to the demon. Connor kicked open the door leading to the second demon and tightened his grip on his axe. He slowly walked in with D.J. close behind him.
The Halaman demon stood eight feet tall, not counting the tentacle-like vines hovering everywhere, above and below. Purple flowers adorned its main body, which was of a puke green color. The whole thing was slimy and gross. A giant flower bulb sat atop the body. This was their target to go for a kill. Too bad the vines created a moving attacking shield for it.
"Lovely." D.J. said sarcastically, taking in the horrible sight of the demon before her.
A vine shot out towards them. Both D.J. and Connor jumped to the side, the vine had split them apart. Connor quickly reacted and used his axe t chop it in half. D.J. was knocked down by another one, her sword slid a couple feet away from her. She quickly scrambled to get it and retaliated back onto the vine that had struck her down. The two proceeded to chop up vine after vine in order to get to the bulb. Another vine came up from behind D.J. and wrapped itself around her body. Before it could fully limit the use of her arms, D.J. threw her sword towards Connor. It slid near his feet. The Halaman tightened its grip around D.J. and she screamed out in pain.
"D.J.!" Connor quickly threw his axe at the vine, slicing through it. The axe hit the wall and D.J. fell to the floor with a loud thud. She clumsily got up and tried to retrieve the axe embedded in the wall. Connor took hold of D.J.'s sword, dodged another vine, and was able to reach the main body.
D.J. put her foot up against the wall and tried pulling out the axe. She did, but ended up stumbling backwards onto her behind. She quickly got up to see her father chop off the plant bud. She called out to him, "Watch out for the poisonous flowers!"
Too late. As soon as Connor chopped off the 'head', a flower shot a dart like plant needle and it hit Connor in the neck. The Halaman demon fell to the floor, dead. Connor pulled the dart out from his neck and stood for a minute. He then looked at D.J. and then fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Connor!"
D.J. rushed to her father's side. She placed his head upon her lap and lightly patted the side of his face to wake him up. She freaked out. She knew that this would happen, but it was still shocking to actually witness it. Seeing her father fall like that was like having Superman crumble.
"Come on Dad! Wake up!" She cried out.
"You called him 'Dad'."
D.J. froze. Her heavy breathing slowed to a halt. She turned her head to see Illyria behind her. The blue goddess only stared down at her. D.J. didn't know what to say, so she remained silent. They were like that for a couple of minutes.
"Connor!"
D.J finally broke away from Illyria's gaze and saw Angel and her mother run up to them. The others were right behind them. They obviously defeated their demons.
"Dawn, say the spell!" Angel commanded.
Dawn pulled her worried gaze from Connor and began the spell to make sure that the demons didn't revive.
"What happened?" Angel demanded. He was angry.
"He was poisoned." D.J. choked out. "There's an antidote."
Angel scooped Connor into his arms. "We have to get him home."
Connor lay on his bed. Angel was in a chair at his side. His chin rested on his fists. D.J. stood at the side of the room, leaning on a dresser. Angel lifted his chin and reached out his hand. He placed it on Connor's forehead.
"He's burning up."
Connor was sweating and his breathing was fast and harsh. The door creaked open and both Angel and D.J. looked up to see Dawn. In her right hand was a glass filled with a blue liquid. In her left was a bowl of water. The corner of a washcloth could be seen poking from within the bowl above the rim. She walked over to the bed and set the bowl down on the end table.
"I made the antidote. You need to hold him up so I can give it to him."
Angel slowly lifted Connor up and Dawn lifted the glass to his lips. D.J. pushed herself off the dresser and walked closer to get a better look at what was happening. Connor coughed a little bit as he drank the antidote. Soon all of the blue liquid disappeared into his mouth. Dawn set the glass on the end table and dipped the washcloth into the bowl of water. Angel laid Connor back down.
"He's not waking up." Angel said, worried.
"It's going to take some time, Angel." Dawn placed the washcloth onto Connor's forehead.
"He doesn't die."
Both Angel and Dawn turned their heads to the girl.
"He doesn't die." She repeated. "This happened in my time too. Connor doesn't die tonight. He doesn't die for at least another twenty years."
Angel was comforted by her words. "Thank you."
D.J. gave him a small smile. "I'm going to go now." She motioned towards the door. Angel only nodded and turned his attention back to his son. D.J. gave one final look towards her family, then left he room. She found Spike in the lobby.
"How's Angel Jr.?" He asked her.
"They just gave him the antidote. He should be all right in the morning."
"That's good. Didn't want the bloody poof to start his drama again."
D.J. grinned at the bleached vampire. Despite their constant bickering, she knew that Spike and Angel looked after each other. They were rivals, and in a way, best friends…that beat each other up. D.J. looked around.
"Uh, do you know where Illyria is, Spike?"
"Blue? She's down in the basement."
"Thanks!"
D.J. spun on her heels and headed to the basement. She did find Illyria there. Illyria trailed her leathered fingers along the training vault they had. She turned around to see D.J. descend the basement steps.
"Hey."
Illyria said nothing and only stared at her. D.J. shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. The Old One finally said some thing.
"You wish to speak to me."
"Yeah." D.J. took a nervous step forward. "About what I called Connor-"
"You called him 'Dad'. That is the word the boy uses to call Angel because he is Angel's offspring. Your calling of Connor the word 'Dad' leads me to believe that you are his offspring."
"Yes. Connor is my father. I am his daughter."
"It makes sense. Your appearance is similar. However, you look more like your mother."
She put two and two together. D.J. shifted uncomfortably again. "You aren't going to tell everyone, are you?"
"Of what use would it be for me to tell them?" Illyria said in reply.
D.J.'s eyes lit up. She knew this was the blue goddess's way or saying "No." She squealed in delight and launched her arms around an unsuspecting Illyria in a hug. D.J. immediately caught herself and pulled away.
"I'm sorry. I forgot that you don't like being hugged."
"You hug me in the future?" Illyria raised an eye at the girl.
"Yeah. It was a reaction when you agreed to teach me how to fight."
"I am your teacher?" D.J. nodded. "Why not go to Angel? Or to your father?"
"Well, if you wanted to become stronger, wouldn't you go to someone who used to rule the world?" D.J. said with a smile.
Illyria grinned back at her, obviously taking in her praise.
"Show me."
"Huh?" D.J. blinked.
"Show me what I have taught you."
"Oh. Okay." D.J. got into a battle stance.
It was very late. D.J. walked down the hallways of Hyperion, rubbing her side. She just came from her sparring session with Illyria and man was she sore! She had almost forgotten that Illyria never held back. She continued her walk.
I think I'll check up on Dad before I go to bed.
She headed towards Connor's room. She turned a corner only to see Dawn enter Connor's room. Wondering what she was doing, D.J. crept up slowly. The door was left slightly ajar. D.J. knelt down and peeked through the space. Dawn removed the cloth from Connor's forehead and felt it.
"Looks like your fever's gone down. That's good."
Dawn headed to the bathroom to put away the washcloth and wash her hands. D.J. saw Connor open one eye to watch her.
That faker! D.J. thought, laughing inside her mind.
Connor quickly shut his eye and feigned sleeping again when Dawn returned. She sat down in the chair that Angel had occupied earlier that night. Dawn looked at Connor and gently brushed a few locks of hair from his face. D.J. watched everything intently.
He's so skinny. How could he be so strong? Dawn thought. Then again, Buffy's shorter than I am and she still kicks major ass. She smiled. Curious, Dawn slowly placed her hand onto Connor's chest. She felt his heart beat, which was slow and steady, unlike her own which began to beat very rapidly. Connor decided to toy with her a bit. He grabbed her hand and began stroking it with his thumb.
"So soft…" He said, still faking a dream like state.
Dawn tensed up. "Connor?" She leaned over him.
Connor could feel her breath on his face. He couldn't help it. He began to grin, eyes still closed. D.J. used all her strength to keep from laughing aloud.
"You're awake, aren't you?" Dawn asked. She was annoyed and was also turning red.
Connor's eyes fluttered open and he grinned like the Cheshire cat at her. Dawn pulled her hand away from his and punched him lightly in the shoulder. He let out a chuckle.
"You dumb ass!" Dawn got up and headed for the door. "I'm just going to go crawl under a rock and die from embarrassment." She mumbled under her breath. Both D.J. and Connor heard her though.
Oh, crap! D.J. clumsily got up from her kneeling position and ran down the hall. She didn't want to be caught spying.
"Wait, I'm sorry. Don't go. Stay with me, please?" Connor called out to Dawn.
Dawn turned and pondered for a minute. She decided to stay and sat back down in the chair. Her cheeks were still a bit red from anger and embarrassment.
"So what exactly happened to me? One minute, I killed the demon and the next I'm here with you groping me." Connor said with a smirk.
Dawn blushed even harder. If she blushed anymore, her face might just stay permanently red. "You were poisoned. We brought you back and gave you the antidote. I just wanted to check up on you. Sorry for the touchy-feely-ness."
"It's all right." Connor smiled at her and Dawn smiled back.
D.J. slowed her sprint to a brisk walk. As she rounded a corner, she turned her head back to see if her mother had seen her. Not watching where she was going, D.J. smacked right into someone. She stumbled back a few steps and looked up to see Spike.
"God! Lurk much?"
Spike blinked. For a second he thought he was looking at Dawn. He shook himself out of it and shot back.
"First of all, I'm not lurking. You're the one who walked into me. Second, isn't it past your bed, teeny bit?"
"I just wanted to check on Connor. What are you doing up?"
"I'm a vampire. I'm supposed to be up at this time."
"Oh. Right." D.J. looked around at nothing. "Well, g'night!" She said quickly and slid past him.
Spike watched as the girl walked away and pictured seeing Dawn again. Spike shook his head.
"Strange."
TBC…
A/N: It's amazing how much a simple sentence of praise can brighten up a person's day, so click the button below and review! I need feedback to become a better writer. How were the fight scenes? Please tell me, because there's going to a lot more in future chapters.