"The who?" said Spike. The blond headed vamp was as bewildered as anyone.
"We are the Oracles lower being," said the male. "Do not speak so lightly in our presence."
"You were killed," said Angel walking forward. "Voca killed you four years ago."
"One's like us are not killed lower being," the male said again. "We are merely displaced from this plane."
"Can you two acknowledge my presence and tell me what the bloody hell is going on!" cut in Spike his voice rising in anger. The male turned his head towards Spike and stared the vampire down.
"Be patient lower being," he said calmly. "All will soon be made clear."
"Hey," said Spike. "If anyone's a lower being here it's the Great Poof." he said jabbing a thumb an Angel. "And watch who you're calling a lowering being you gold tinted Smurf."
The man glared at Spike but then turned to the souled vamps and spoke. "You two are no doubt farmiliar with the Scrolls of Aberjian..." Spike cut in again.
"The what of what?" Spike snapped.
"The Shanshu Prophecy," wispered Angel.
"Oh," said Spike a bit taken back. "Why didn't you just say that then!" he yelled.
The male ignored Spike's outburst and continued. "The prophecy states that the vampire with a soul will prevent the coming apocalypse and shanshu."
"Yeah yeah yeah," said Spike. "We know that part already. Now when do I get my reward?"
"Your reward?" shot Angel. "We both died here you know."
"Oh what?" said Spike mockingly. "You think that because you were the original Shanshu vamp that I don't get a reward? I saved the bloody world!"
"You stood there and wore and amulet the looked like something Liz Taylor would wear! And I even gave it to you!"
"I got that from Buffy you nancy!"
"I gave it to Buffy you bleached prick!"
"Yeah well you managed to stick your tounge down her throat!"
"There weren't any tounges!"
"Oh where have I heard that before!"
"ENOUGH!" the Oracle roared. "I WILL NOT TOLERATE YOUR PETTY ARGUMENTS LOWER BEINGS!"
"You know Smurfy-" started Spike.
"You both have fulfilled the prophecy" he said cutting Spike off.
"What?" they both said at the same time.
"I signed it away!" said Angel.
"And I gave it up." said Spike.
"Yet you both gave your live's to protect humanity."
"Therefore," said the female, finally speaking. "You both become human."
Before Spike or Angel could say anything there was a flash of light and the two souled vamps were flung out of the room... back into the alley way next to Hyperion.
"Spike?" said Angel.
"Yeah."
"Did we just...?"
"I think so."
The alleyway was bare, dry and the residue from the battle was gone. It was also shoruded in shadow. The two men walked towards the rays of sunlight, that they both were still sure meant instant death.
"Do you think," said Spike, walking up to the border between shadow and sun. "That... AARRGGHH!" Angel shoved Spike out into the sunlight. Spike hit the dirt and began screaming and tearing at his skin but then suddenely stopped.
"I'm... I'm not burning..." he stammered. "I'M A BLOODY HUMAN!"
Angel stuck his hand forward and expected the skin to start burning but, just as with Spike, nothing was happening. Angel stretched his hand out farther and farther until he too was standing in the once murderous sunlight.
"Spike..." said Angel, tears of joy appearing in his eyes. "We did it!"
"We beat them! We're human!" cried Spike and the two men hugged eachother. After about three seconds they realized what they were doing they pushed each other away.
"Let's agree that, that never happened." said Angel.
"Right."
"So what do we do now?" asked Angel. He looked around but Spike was nowhere to be found. "SPIKE!" he yelled. "SPIKE!"