I know it's been awhile, and there's just been a lot of horrible, rotten things going on in my life at the moment. But I'm better now- much better. I should be better to you guys, my loyal audience. I'm working on it. Okay, this is an average length chapter, because I wanted to update and will type the rest when I get back from work later on today. I hope it's good and that you readers don't end up feeling cheated somehow. Also, this fic has been nominated- my first time ever being nominated on fan fiction- at http:spuffyawards. for best spuffy AU.
One billion thanks to naiya-isis, reviewer, kissme, kimber, jen, txjmfan, constance, feistypumpkin, and schehrezade1 for reviewing this fic. I know I've disappointed in the past, but I'm hoping to change all that. Hope you guys like this one. And to anyone reading this who hasn't reviewed before, please do. It is much appreciated. Even if it's one word, I don't care- really.
Also, since I don't have Angel season 2 on DVD, I'm doing most of what happened in his universe by memory. I'm writer, creative license, blah di blah… As long as we all know in general bout Holtz and Justine, then it should all be ok, right? Oh, and Wesley will not be labeled as a traitor in my fic. Nope.
Okay, since it's been awhile, last time in this fic, Faith was split in two, and her slayer side was out on the hunt for Spike. Let's see what happens next…
"Lasting Impressions"
In L.A.
No one had ever said that it would be easy. He had been away from the world for quite sometime. A little quick lesson from Sarjahn was not enough. Not nearly. He needed someone. An army was more like it. But for the moment, just the one would be fine. Walking the streets of L.A. he saw her fighting the vampires. Her eyes were full of hatred and fury. She would be perfect.
Daniel Holtz had found the perfect ally, friend, and companion in Justine. She had the passion, the determination, and the rage and vengeance needed in order for him to fulfill his task. Easy pickings ever since the death of her sister at the hands of a vampire. After a little coaxing and pressure from him as to whether she would be able to cut it or not, she finally teamed up with him.
"My mission, Justine, is after the vampire Angelus. He kills without remorse, which is to be expected from a demon, but Angelus, is so much more than that. He kills for the pleasure of it. He has walked this earth much too long, and needs to be destroyed. Darla as well. The two of them…"
"They killed your family." Justine stated matter of factly.
"Yes. And somehow, the two demons managed to create a son. Human, if I heard correctly. Nevertheless, their family must be decimated."
"You mean to kill the son?"
"No. Such a fate would be much to lenient for the two notorious vampires. No, I plan something much worse. But it'll be hard. Angelus has a lot friends- of the human kind. But Justine, you must remember that they are not on our side." She gazed at him with a look of awe and determination.
"I'd follow you to the gates of hell to kill vampires. Daniel, you know that."
"But people, even evil people who help vampires, are another kettle of fish."
"They chose Angel. That makes them enemy soldiers. I will do what needs to be done." Holtz was quite pleased to hear this indeed.
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Drusilla had been having pains all night. There were too many voices; she couldn't understand them all.
"Too much. I can't see them." She said before crying out in pain, clutching her head. Trouble was coming from all directions. She didn't know what to do. But then, one of the voices became louder than the others. It was screaming at her over and over again. She gasped and closed her eyes, dropping to the floor.
"My daughter…"
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Sunnydale
Spike was becoming quite disturbed, to say the least. From Dracula, to the crazies in the street, to Faith's Slayer self, it was like the world was rejecting him. He put on a wry smile as he gazed down at his daughter, perched on his knee smiling happily at him.
"You're beautiful luv, you know that?" He asked, all the while thinking if someday she would end up hating him for making her part monster. He hadn't told Buffy yet, for fear of what she may say or how she would react. Poorly, he assumed.
It was just he and little one in the house for the moment. Buffy had gone out with Willow for some girly thing or other, and while she was away, Spike had become curious to Joy's reaction to seeing her father's other face. What occurred was startling to say the least.
When he became all bumpy in the forehead, she did as well. Golden eyes with baby fangs looked at him in wonder and amusement. She tapped his face a few times with her palm, giggling all the while. His baby had a visible demon. But it only came out when he changed. Before whenever she was upset or crying and the like, she never changed. Spike took comfort in that. He decided to keep the information to himself. What good would it do to tell anyway? After all, as long as he didn't change around her, no one would ever be any the wiser anyway. But whether or not they could actually see the girl's demon, in the long run, it wouldn't matter anyway. Of course, Spike didn't know that.
He decided that he wanted to make things better for his daughter and Buffy. He wanted to be a better man. He decided to find the piece that was missing, and what he found would not be easily obtainable…
