Hello all, this is my very first fan fiction so please R & R . Be gentle, Be constructive please.
Disclaimer: The usual disclaimer I own nothing, blah, blah, blah, Joss Whedon, yadda, yadda, yadda, Mutant Enemy. Don't sue me because you would get nothing.
Prologue
The figure kneeled in the chapel dark robes hiding his muscular frame, His
weapon lay beside him. He had been in the same position for the past two hours as he
continued his prayer. "Let your spirit guide my hand and your strength give me power as
I enter the darkness. Allow me to honor my calling and serve those you have chosen me
The Powers That Be. I pray that that light shines at the end of this dark war." It was a
prayer the warrior had repeated for as long as he could remember. "I pray that I do your
will my Lord".
He stopped as he heard someone come into the chapel behind him. He did not have to look to see who it was. "Is it time Father Grayson?"
The priest was not surprised that the warrior sensed him. "Yes, the pieces are falling into place. The Black Thorn has fallen and the Wolf, Ram, and Hart are exacting their vengeance on the vampire."
The warrior arose to face the priest. "Then I leave immediately."
The priest smiled and place a hand on the warrior's shoulder," Remember my son the vampire is the key. Others will play important roles in this battle, but it is he that will lead you to the victory this poor world will need to survive. Remember the prophecy, Power, Redemption, and Love will unite to battle the evil of the three partners. Discover what this means and victory will be yours, of this I am confident. Now, go to the Powers' messenger, she will tell you what to do next."
The warrior picked up his weapon and took a step back. "I will not fail." He looked up to the ceiling and spoke. "I am ready."
A blue cylinder of light surrounded the warrior and instantly he was gone. The priest crossed himself. "God be with you my son for if you and Angel fail, this world is doomed.
