England 1817
Angel smiled drunkenly at his lovely bride. He knew that his father would never approve of the marriage. They only meet a few days before and it was love at first sight. He wouldn't take back the marriage for anything even if his father didn't approve. They never really got along anyway. He smiled down at Faye lee that laid beside him on her stomach only a thin sheet covering them. He knew it wasn't much of a honeymoon staying in this cheap hotel on the outskirts of town but she didn't seem to mind. She was different from other women he had slept with. Most women in this town were more worried about how they dressed and their hair but not Faye she didn't care about those things she acted more like a man then a women she cared about swordplay and horse not dresses and makeup. She was lying on her stomach now her waist long red hair was laying all around her, her head lying on his bare chest. He smiled down at her running a hand through her hair she stirred lightly opening her eyes rolling to her side her head in the cock of his shoulder. She smiled softly at him. "Morning"
He smiled back leaning down kissing her forehead lightly. "Good morning beautiful."
He wrapped his arms around her holding her close to him she snuggled against him her arm around his waist. Her smile had faded now and there was a serious look on her face. "Angel there's something I need to tell you."
The look in her eyes made Angel worried
for a moment. "What is it Faye?"
She
took a deep breath getting the courage to tell him. "I never
told you how old I am...or even where I came from...I...I um...I'm
not what you think I am."
He gave her a confused looked. "What you mean?"
She finally just came out with it, She had to tell him she couldn't keep something like this from him. "I.I was born about three hundren years ago on the banks of England...I.I'm a half breed.half vampire half werewolf...I know it sounds crizy but I had to tell you."
Then he didn't something that even Faye never thought he would do; he started laughing at her. "Now that's rich my wife is funny."
She sighed she had a feeling he would never believe her. She sat up lightly taking his chin in her hands and turned his face to her. Her face was of a vampire now the lovely beauty that Angel had married was going replaced with a killer of legend. Before even she could react he jumped up out of their bed backing away. She stood pulling the sheet around her nude form. He watched her as he dressed quickly. "What the hell are you?"
He backed away towards the door. She took a step towards him. "Angel wait please lets talk this out." She took another step towards him; he was at the door now. "No.I need a drink" With that he turned and quickly left the room shutting the door behind him and leaving a heartbroke bride alone."
