A/N: I know that Angel wasn't called that while he was human, but so as not to confuse anyone, I'll stick to calling him that.

Chapter 2: Unknown Pasts

Angel woke up to find a vision of beauty looking down on him. She was beautiful golden hair falling on her shoulders, but she was strangely dressed. But she also had blood all over the shirt that looked like it used to be a creamy white. "You have blood on your… Why are you dressed like a man?"

"Shh, don't worry about it. It's just a…" the beautiful girl then fell into his arms as she passed out. He looked and saw that she had a wound that looked like she had had a sword struck through her side, and it was still bleeding. Without thinking of his own pain, he grabbed the girl. She was holding some weirdly shaped red axe, and he grabbed it as well, as she had been clutching it, and ran to his house, not caring for the reaction that he would for bringing a strange girl into his house, but only thinking, that if he didn't hurry, he would loose… her… 'I didn't even know her name.' He thought, and yet she seemed familiar, like his soul called out to her like in the old stories of soul mates.

London, England, Watchers Council Headquarters

William Winston. He was the head of the Watchers Council. He had known his whole life that he was destined to be a force to be reckoned with against the forces of darkness by leading the slayer. The current slayer was a 17 year old girl in Germany. She wasn't anything special, and she probably wouldn't reach the age of 18, but that was her destiny, and his was to watch and prepare for the time when they would have to train the next slayer.

"Mr. Winston, we have news."

"Yes, what is it?"

"A new slayer has come into her powers."

"When did it happen?"

"Just now, sir, they just read the new power rise."

"I mean when did the last slayer die, how did it happen?"

"That's just it sir, She's not dead. The mages say that they read both slayers as alive."

"But that's impossible! There can only be one."

"I know that sir, but they also say that the power doesn't feel like one just risen, but one of experience and wisdom that could not exist in one just called."

"I will go myself, where is she?"

"Galway, Ireland."

Angel kicked open the door to his house and yelled, "Mother! Father! Help!"

His parents rushed into the room, "What, what is it, son? What have you done now?"

"Nothing, it's this girl, she is hurt, she's bleeding, badly."

His mother looked at her, and told him, "Take her into our bedroom." She looked at her husband, "Connor, you get me clean sheets, tear them into sheets, Angel, you help him." Angel brought the girl to her parent's bed, and his mother shooed him out to help his father to make the bandages. She looked at where the blood was coming from, ignoring her weird clothing, and saw where she looked like she had been stabbed in the back. However, it looked like the bleeding had started to stop on its own.

"Mother, are you sure that you know what your doing?" Angel asked bringing in bandages.

"Explanations later, son, thank you for the bandages," She took one and folded it up, and did the same to a second, "I need to put pressure over and under her. If we don't stop the bleeding, she will be lost." Angel did as her mother bade, and while he was holding her, he felt a twang of familiarity. He brushed off the feeling however as his mother took another strip and wrapped it around the young girl's stomach. But he continued holding pressure on the wounds. "That is all that we can do for now, let us hope that it is enough, and the rest is up to our new friend here."

"Mother, how did you know what to do?"

"Before I knew your father, I used to face much worse wounds than this almost on a daily basis."

"But how?"

"Not tonight, son, just keep pressure on the wounds, and prepare to change the dressing. I may have to stitch her up, I'll go prepare to do that."

"So, we're going to Ireland, how could a second slayer have been called if the one in Germany is still alive?" Winston's assistant asked as they were boarding one of the Watcher's Council's private vessels.

"I don't know, but we may have to take care of it."

A/N: Next chapter, we find out more about Angel's mother, and her history is more connected than anyone knew, and William Winston arrives to find that Buffy is not a Slayer to mess with. What did you think? Let me know and REVIEW!