LS: OMG, I am soooooooo sorry for ditching my story! I flaked, people. Please forgive the unworthy one!
Se: I knew she would do this.
LS: Shut it, whelp. On with the chapter!
Chaos erupted in the hall when Angel brought Bridget in, wrapped in a blanket, smelling of smoke. Automatically Selene and Michael took their daughter and brought her to another bedroom in the citadel. Marcus took Angel aside and asked him numerous questions as to what had happened, who he was, and why he helped the young vampiress.
He answered all of the questions honestly. He felt Bridget in trouble, went to the house, and rescued her from the blaze. He was Angelus, demon that watched over the damned in hell, and protector of the prophesized. He saved her because the damned were after her and she had a prophesy that told of her saving an untold number of human, Liken, and vampire lives.
Marcus took all of this in and led him into the girl's chamber, where she lay unconscious, but alive. Angel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her chest move up and down softly, as Marcus watched him. He brushed a stray hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Marcus saw this and smiled. Ah, what wonders love can do!
Angel sat in a chair beside her bed after Marcus left him there. As a guardian, I was doing a very poor job, he thought to himself. He jumped when she mumbled incoherently and turned over. He knew then that she was going to be fine. He dozed off in the chair, moments later.
When Angel woke up, he saw that he had been wrapped in a soft, green cotton blanket. He sat up, cracking the kinks out of his neck, and looked around. He was still in Bridget's room, the soft ivory lace curtains pulled away from the window, bathing the room in sunlight. The carpet was a lush green, as was the stenciled vines on the upper corners of the ivory walls. A mahogany desk stood in the far corner, a mahogany dresser stood by the window, and a cherry wood vanity stood by the door. All of these things had antique accents and antique knickknacks in silver. Her bed had cherry wood headboard and footrests, and the sheets and comforter was a soft green.
Bridget was nowhere to be seen.
He got up quickly, only to find that the shower in the next room was running and a soft humming could be heard from it. He relaxed once again, and dozed back to sleep.
Bridget walked out of the shower, wrapped in a huge, fluffy green towel, her hair dried and straight as a pin. She rifled through the dresser, finding a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that read, "It's only in your mind." She rifled some more and found a pair of underwear and a bra, and stepped back into the bathroom to change.
Now ready to face the day, she stepped out of her bathroom and saw Angel lying on the chair next to her bed, sound asleep. She smiled and walked out, intent on getting breakfast, a normal one, or there would be hell to pay.
She wrenched open the downstairs fridge and searched its contents. Finding milk, she walked over to the pantry to search for cereal. Finding none, she sighed in defeat, when a voice sounded behind her.
"Want to go to Starbucks with me?"
She jumped and turned around, seeing Anthony jingling a pair of keys tauntingly.
"Ooh," she sighed, "marry me and have my children."
"Gladly," he replied with a smile, "But only if you'll accompany me for coffee this lovely morning."
She nodded and they laughed, walking towards the other rooms to pick up Kronus, David, and Angela, their new keyboardist. Waking them up by shaking, yelling, and ice water, they left an hour later, towards caffeine and food.
After they were fed and energized, they were intent on going to the mall for even a couple of hours to wear off most of the day before practice. Bridget dragged Angela off to the clothing, while the boys wandered around the other stores, looking at things for Bridget's and Angela's upcoming birthdays.
Anthony looked towards Spencer's and walked in. Looking at a key chain he thought Angela would like, he bought that and a new lip ring for her. Kronus met Anthony at the front with two bags full of things. David, behind him, had an exasperated expression, and carried a bag with a few contents for the girls.
"What in all the devils did you buy?" Anthony asked.
Kronus smiled, "You'll see."
While walking to meet up with the girls, Anthony stopped in a Jewelry shop. He smiled when he saw the gleaming emerald necklace, and its partner, a shining sapphire separate, and bought them. Being her best friend, this special day couldn't go without jewelry. It was her 16th birthday, after all.
The girls, on the other hand, hadn't bought anything yet. They had gone by many stores, but nothing with what they wanted. They decided to stop at Windsor and check out a number of dresses. Angela pulled off a couple of colorful dresses while Bridget looked for one to fit her style. When Angela gasped, she whipped around, to find her holding a beautiful wine-colored satin gown. Angela tossed it to Bridget, who caught it reflexively, and looked it over, before following Angela to the dressing room.
Angela stepped out in a velvet cobalt blue dress. It was strapless, and had diamond accents surrounding the top. It fit her like skin until it reached her waist, where it fanned out into a ballroom circle skirt. It had a small trail accompanying the back. It made her red hair stand out like a flame and her blue eyes brightened to outshine the dress.
When Bridget walked out, Angela clapped. Bridget swatted away the hand, but glanced at herself in the mirror and gasped herself. The gown was a soft, shiny wine-colored satin, and backless. The top was fashioned as a tank top, but it had a second strap that tied at the back of the neck. It scooped low in her breasts, but not indecently, and followed her body to the floor, where it trailed in the back. In the middle where the cleavage line ended, a broach with garnet and diamond accents stood out. In enhanced her green eyes and made her chestnut hair turn almost mahogany.
They bought the dresses and left to a shoe shop, where they bought sandals to match the dresses. They then met the boys sitting in the food court playing video gamed and munching on pretzels, which the girls didn't hesitate to rip off half.
They then left, to prepare for the practice and to initiate Angela into their closely knit circle of friends and coworkers.
Angel was sitting, talking to some of the vampire diplomats, feeling like he was going to gag on the cigarette smoke, when the band, apart from Mike, walked in. They were laughing and shoving each other playfully. The diplomats sneered, and looked utterly disgusted when Angel got up to join Bridget. She smiled and hugged him, then dragged Angela up to her room. Anthony laughed at the befuddled look in Angel's face.
"Angel, dear," he drawled, "Our lady Bridget is female. She's going up to her room with another girl to "chat", as they put it."
"Otherwise known as talking smack on us," David put in, laughing.
This earned a laugh from everyone, and they took Angel up with them to wrap the girl's 16th birthday presents and to help plan their initiation into the vampire community.
Later that night, Bridget was surprised to find Angel hanging out with the other guys in the band room. He smiled and waved at her, while she set up her music and the new music she wrote for their band.
When she was done, Ryan strummed his guitar and played the first few lines. Mike jumped to his drums and started up as well, along with the keyboard and acoustics. Bridget was starting to feel the beat as well, and waited for the lyrics to come.
"Sick of a life like this/
A step away from a colliding fist/
Maybe this isn't what we think/
It's getting harder to blink/
White is red and slowly fading…."
She stopped, feeling her heart skip a beat. Something was wrong with her mother! She dashed out into the hall, and ran down the staircase before anyone could register what had just happened.
"Uh, what was that?" Mike asked, confused.
They all turned to Angel, but he was gone. He had dashed after her, in attempts to figure out why her heart had skipped a beat the way it did. The band looked around confused, before Kronus spoke up.
"Uh, no practice tomorrow, it's the girl's initiation, and we need to figure out a name for the band. Dismissed."
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LS: Bum bum BUUUUUUH! It's the notorious cliffy! Who'd of thought!
Se: Obviously not me…..rolls eyes
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