"I cannot believe I'm here." Buffy muttered, walking through an L.A. graveyard. She looked at one of the tombstones, shaped like the eifle tower "In L.A... even the graveyards are flashy."
She sighed and kept walking, shifting her crossbow on one shoulder. Then she stopped, 'Slayer Sense' tingling.
"Well, looky here..."
Buffy rolled her eyes, and turned around.
"Yes. I'm Buffy. The vampire slayer... can we just skip the formalities and fight?"
Buffy then took in all six of the vampires standing around her.
"Oh... crap."
And at once, they lunged at her. Faster than she could react, they had her pinned to the ground, one leaning over her, preparing to bite. And then suddenly, they all stopped.
"Oh no..." Said one, who was holding her arm
From her spot on the ground, she couldn't see anything, and Buffy craned her neck to see what they were all suddenly staring at.
"Father..." One mumrered
As if forgetting she was there, they let her go and backed away. Buffy rolled to her feet, and there she got a good view.
"Oh god."
Angel. But it wasn't him. He was different somehow. He was almost glowing in the moonlight. His coat blew in the wind, moving like wings.
"Angel..." She whispered
But his face didn't even seem to notice her. He seemed more cross than anything.
"Did I not specify to every creature in L.A. that she was not to be touched?" He asked
"We-- well y-yes you d-did..." Said the one who had spoken the first time
"So why didn't you listen?"
"Because." One said "We don't take orders fro--."
And before he could finish the sentence, he burst into flames.
"You may want to rethink that plan." Angel said, removing his coat and pulling a wicked dagger out of his back pocket. He twirled it in one hand and the moonlight gleamed on it. Angel looked up at the apparent 'leader' of the group and said "Come here."
"F-father..."
"Come. Here." He said more firmly "Come to me my child." He said softer
As if he couldn't control himself, he began to walk towards Angel. Angel held out his hands and took his face into them. And at that moment, Buffy swore she was halucinating, because Angel... kissed him.
"Angel, what--."
"You're shaking." Angel said softly "Are you afraid of me?"
"No." The vampire said
"Hm." He replied "That's good. I never want my childrent to fear me."
The vampire felt a feeling of relief. He's going to let me live.
Buffy looked around at the other vampires, who burst into flames, and in an instant, crumbled into ashes. The vampire who Angel held in his hands, seemed completely oblivious.
"I'm hungry." Angel said "Will you feed me?"
The vampire nodded, and then exposed his neck to Angel. Who drank furiously. He then turned his face back to the vampire.
"You're going to kill me, aren't you?" He asked
"Oh, my child... my disobedient child..." Angel replied "Of course."
And Angel ripped his head clean off, and watched as the body turned to ashes. He dusted his hands off and looked up to Buffy, holding his hand out to her.
Buffy couldn't control herself. Without thinking, without even realizing, she began to walk forwards to meet his outstretched hand.
"It's true..." She muttered
Angel cocked his head at her. Confusion blotting his beautiful face.
"What is?" He asked softly, embracing her
"That you're... the King of the Damned."
Angel nodded.
"I am. Is that why you're here?"
Buffy nodded. Angel pulled back from her as to look into her eyes. Angel laughed softly.
"Come." He said "Let me tell you my story."