"Whoa, whoa, who's damned now? You know, it would be nice if someone be explaining right now what is going on because frankly, I'm lost." Malcolm said, sliding his gun from the holster.
"Malcolm, hush, we all are." Inara scolded him as she walked up behind Preacher, putting her hand on his arm, looking to Angel and Spike for an explanation. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments as Spike and Angel both watched Preacher.
A smile finally broke out on Angel's face. "Despite how much we seem to lose religion, you father's can always see us." Angel took a liking to this man. Anyone who could see him for what he was truly had a gift.
"Stories are passed down through generations. I never actually thought your kind existed, but I guess I have been proven wrong. Each one of you are?" He asked curiously as Spike shook his head.
"Our girl Blue isn't. But she's unique in her own way, been with us for many years." Spike replied back with a shrug. He didn't care for the priestly, never liked them and was glad to be out of their light. Few held religion close as they once did.
"What the gorram is going on…" Jayne started but Book and the vampires didn't even seem to hear them.
"How old are you?" Preacher couldn't help but ask. It made sense, these supernatural beings dressed in older fashions, their speech and ship lacked as much Chinese influence, not to mention Angel's lack of patience for guns.
Angel chuckled. "I'm afraid I'll be making anyone seem old."
"You don't look old at all." Inara interrupted, still confused.
"At least not as old our Captain here." Zoë added with a smirk as Malcolm did a double take, wondering why he was the one being mocked. He was offended but didn't say anything, due to the way Spike had started to laugh.
"Brood king is definitely older than your captain." He snorted, chuckling as he took another sip from his glass. Angel shot the vampire a warning glance. He always received jokes about his age.
"How old?" Book said, not liking all the side comments that was going on.
"From the day I was born? In ten years I'll be 800."
Inara's glass slid from her hand and crashed to the floor, shattering. Zoë gave Malcolm a look, unsure of what to do. These men surely had to be as insane as that Drusilla girl and they definitely had to be leaving soon before they turned against them. Malcolm gave a nervous chuckle, wondering if this was some inside joke that he didn't understand. Inara moved down to the floor, picking up the pieces of glass as Spike got up to help her. "Ow!" Inara let out a small cry, her finger catching a sharp corner. Spike's eyes caught the sight of the red blood and immediately jerked away, hitting the table as it shook. He gave a half a growl, turning away from him. Angel smelt it in the air and he felt those primal urges.
How long had it been since a drink? Years. Spike and Angel had avoided opening a vein in so long. So a lot of human contact brought out the vampire within them. The yearning. The bloodlust grew stronger and stronger with every passing decade which was why they felt the need to separate themselves from humans.
Malcolm pulled his gun out and held it to Angel's face. "You best be explaining what the gorram is going on Captain. We don't take kindly to games. Preacher, I would suggest some truth as well."
"They are vampires." Book told the captain calmly.
"Huh?" Malcolm asked bluntly, caught by surprise. It was hard to hold in the shock. "Like from the fairy tales?" He asked Preacher, still holding his gun up but no longer regarding Angel.
"Fairy sodden tales." Spike snorted. "That's all we are to these people now? Fairy tales. I remember a time when they feared the like of us, we existed." He couldn't help but boast. The good days before they faded into nonexistence and they killed cavemen for a living.
"We don't want to be feared." Angel corrected Spike coolly. He didn't want to be feared. He wanted to be looked on like a champion. He regarded himself as a champion for so many years but now he didn't know. He helped others, sure, but had nothing else. Just his ship, Illyria, Spike and Dru.
"You're believing this load of bullshit Mal?" Jayne said, grabbing for his gun. These people were nuts and he wasn't going to wait around to be drugged up and then locked up in a cage or whatever crazies did.
"The boys are right Malcolm. They are vampires." Book said. "I will prove it." He said, tossing the bible over to the unsuspecting Spike. Spike caught it as the smoke began to emit from his hands. He gave a snarl, his primal face coming out as he dropped the book.
"What the bloody hell was that!" He asked bluntly, holding out his stinging hands. He grew more powerful over the years, but holy items still burned quite a bit. "Ow…" He pouted. He was the only one making a noise, outside of Angel's sigh. Everyone else was in shock.
"He's a monster!" Jayne claimed, shooting his gun at Spike, who was slammed back. He hit the table and tumbled over. Zoë immediately grabbed Jayne and stole the gun back. There was a silence as they waited.
"He ruined my duster!" Spike cried out, finally standing up and showing himself from behind the counter, his wound bleeding but he was more interested in the hole in his coat. "Great. Great. This is great."
"Simon…" Malcolm started. "Maybe you should… take out the bullet…" He started, having nothing else to say, he was in shock. Simon looked scared; he didn't want to touch the beast. He wasn't human, he was just shot in the chest and didn't seem to even notice.
"You deserved it Spike." Angel defended. "You might want to be taking out the bullet before it heals in his chest. It hurts, believe me, I have more than a few bullets healed in my body." Angel joked but no one was laughing.
"Let me get you to my infirmary…" Simon started as Malcolm turned to Angel.
"I want an explanation right now." He ordered as Angel nodded. The poor boy deserved it. Here he was captain and he looked so lost and confused. The man was older in human years, but to Angel everyone was a child.
"In my own ship." Malcolm added.
Angel just nodded a second time.
Sorry for my lack of posting, been way, way, way busy. I want to continue this story and You're Welcome especially and I hope to get more and longer chapters within the next few weeks. Review, and show support to help motivation!
