Chapter 2: To Meet the Three

A/N: Okay fore warning… I don't want to be chewed out for getting things incorrect or anything… I got enough of that from my first DMC story. I also want you all to know that I haven't seen Angel in forever so my knowledge of the series is a little gapped. That's the reason for the hundred years later. Anyway to the next chapter enjoy. Angel isn't human he's just a vampire with a soul free of the curse placed on him by the gypsies.

Angel sat in his office the next day thinking on what the voice had said to him.

Flashback

"What would you give to have her back?" a whisper of a voice said in his ear.

He whipped around but no one was there.

"What?"

"I asked, 'what you would give to have her back?'," the voice asked again.

It came from beside him no matter where he turned. "You'll never find me Angelus so don't bother looking."

"Are you the PTB?"

"No, but close enough. You still didn't answer my question."

"Are you trying to torment me? If you are it's to late my torment is my memories of those I have loved and lost."

"No. That suffering can end Angelus."

"Why would you help me?"

"My reasons are my own."

"Then what's the point of asking me anything? For all I know you could be here to trick me or something like that."

"It's possible but that's where risk and trust comes in. Think on it Angelus and I will see you again."

Angel felt the presence leave the room.

End Flashback

"What could she mean by that?" he asked himself quietly. "What do you want?"

There was three presences behind him he could feel it. Their auras were odd too. They felt like demons yet there was this animalistic quality to them. Turning around he was greeted by an odd sight. There was a wolf the size of an adult deer standing in his door way. The fur was blood red with sheen of gold running from under the neck past the belly. Its ears twitched at the smallest sound. The beast's eyes were a deep gold that shone brightly. It sauntered in the room as if it belonged to the beast. The next beast was a black panther. It was pure black except for the white diamond on its forehead. Her eyes were a glittering blue. This panther was the size of an adult Siberian Tiger. The last one to walk in kicked the door shut behind it. This was a fox. It was midnight black with white tipped tail and white underbelly fur. The fox had amethyst eyes.

"And you are?" he asked.

"We are the Three," the wolf said cryptically.

For some reason he felt as if that voice sounded familiar. It felt like his heart twisted in his chest.

"Did the PTB send you?" Angel asked with no emotion in his voice.

"In a way yes and yet again no," the panther said.

The three beasts circled him like sharks. Only on of them seemed interested in him. The other two seemed content in just looking around and bothering Hunter. The way the wolf was staring at him a feeling of being prey washed over him.

"You'll never be prey Angel," the wolf said quietly as it turned away and walked around the room.

"Why are you here?"

"We'd think that was fairly obvious Angel," the fox said with amusement dancing in her eyes. "We were sent to help you with the up coming danger."

"But you're just…"

"Angel, animals aren't this intelligent. We're beast demons so basically animals with a demonic side," the panther said in exasperation.

"Do you three have names?"

"I am the Fire Wolf, Crimson."

"I," the panther said in a mock bow," am the black forest guardian, Kurai."

"And last but not least I am the Shadow Guardian, Kit."

"I assume that you all know my name and past," he asked knowing the answer without being told.

"Of course Angelus," the wolf said as she nosed Hunter's side earning a low growl from the dog.

"What is so bad that the PTB send the three of you?"

"The end of the world that kind of stuff," Kurai said in an almost chipper voice for a moment he saw a flash of red hair and green eyes.

"Something wrong Angel?" Kit asked in concern.

"No, nothing."

"We can scent lies Angel," Crimson said quietly. "The way to beat the new threat is to look to the past and it will help."

"Is everything you say to me going to be in riddles?" he asked as irritation washed over him.

"No, Angel we are just the help we cannot see the future," Kit admitted.

Angel sat heavily in his chair and watched the demons walk around. They were an interesting trio to say the least. Suddenly Crimson's head jerked up. The three sniffed the air for danger.

"We must go now Angel," Crimson said.

"How will I know when this danger comes?" Angel asked desperately.

"Simple we will come to you again."

The three of them vanished as if they were never really there to begin with. Then Jake decided to bust in just then.

"Angel what the hell was that?"

"The Three," he said exhaustion was making his voice dull.

"The Three? I don't know them."

"They were sent to help me with the threat that is coming."

"I wasn't informed of this."

"Maybe you weren't meant to be."

Angel stared at a painting that was hanging on the wall. The peaceful scene calmed his chaotic mind. The scene was of a full moon night with a willow tree dropping into crystal clear water. Jake's annoying voice faded into the back ground as a dull murmur as he stared at the painting.

A/N: What do you think?