Thanks to Natural Buff buff, michebabyblue, Ghostwriter, ka-mia2286(It's been so long! Good to see your still here!), angelfan86, for reviewing! While Alfred is indeed from batman, I hate to disappoint but this is not a batman/Buffy cross over, it has some batman themes, and maybe even a few of the characters (I haven't decided how many yet) it is not a straight up crossover. I am planning that for next time ;) ) I have a habit of lifting subject matters, and characters, and themes from other shows as a deliberate homage. I have done this with Angel and Alias, Alias and Buffy, and lost and Alias, introducing Stargate and Alias characters in one of these homage's. It's just me playing in a fictional universe. I already have the first chapter of a batman/buffy fanfic started. It should be out soon.
Warning - In this Chapter one of our hero's will be revealed to be in a relastionship with someone else - Do Not Panic ;)
Angel POV
The office was quite. I liked it that way. Even it wasn't the best way to make money. But that's fine. I don't need much. Willow, is smart enough to get us what we need through other means. Some are Legal, others. . . not so much.
I get up from my desk and go downstairs, too clean weapons from last night.
That's when something rang. Naturally I jumped. Then I realized it was just my cell phone, which Willow assured me was completely innocent. I wasn't so sure about that. But I have trusted her every step of the way for thirty years now and I wasn't about to start doubting her over a piece of plastic.
"Willow?" I shouted into the phone. It couldn't be anyone else she was the only one who had my number. I hoped. Gunn might, now that I thought about it, or Wesley.
"Angel, not quite so loud"
"Oh" I said duly reprimanded.
"You know the bookstore down on Fifth Street, The Magic shop"
"By the vale sewer?'
Willow laughed, even after all this time occasional evidence of my vampiric thinking process still amused her to no end.
"Yes, that one. Any way's I have news, the owner found out this morning that there is a new big bad in town. I sighed, what 'news' was she going to tell me next? That wars kill? That cars run on gas?
"Anything more specific would be helpful? Is he large? Does he bleed? And more importantly can he be killed?
"Of course he bleeds . . . . Maybe not blood but that's a whole other story, and hopefully he can be killed"
"So what kind of daemon is he?" I noticed the angry undertones in my voice only after I made the short remark.
"Nothing I have read about before"
"Really?" Now that shocked me. Could feel Willow smile on the other end of the line, She had heard the compliment implicit in the one word.
"Actually he looks like a man, a priest to be exact."
"Oh?"
"Yes he killed the owner, Giles two daughters this morning. Just came in and snapped their neck's"
Chills went up my spine, attacking innocents was never a good sign, but unfortunately it did not automatically make on a demon.
"Are you sure he's a demon. I hate to say it, but there are some bad people is the world Willow"
"Giles shot him n the chest 5 times, with a sawed of shotgun, the guy just stood there grinning."
"Did he attack Giles?"
"Nope,"
So did he attack the girls specifically? Why? Because they were innocents?
"It get's worse"
It always does "what?"
Five other girls and one guy where killed this morning. All by a priest."
"Just this morning?"
"Yes"
"Any signs of him befog that"
"Not as far as I know"
Must be new in town, I thought as I begin to clean the gook off my sword. Trying not to smell it's far from pleasing aroma.
"So did anything happen last night? Willow asked. She had left before I had gotten in, as I got stuck in the tunnel between main, and Broadway. After a freak flood
"Nothing much"
"Don't downplay it" Willow said. I could here her starting up the car on the other end of the line.
I slayed some demon's that were gunning straight towards Buffy"
"Per usual"
I smiled "Then I punched a paparazzi who was taking a far too intimate breast shot"
Willow, laughed on the other side of the phone, reassuring safe" Well that's above and beyond the line of duty. I still can't believe she's never discovered what your up to, her garden angel."
I smiled, Buffy had never caught on. I could be sneacky, and she was cocky enough to assume that the few vampires that she delt with, were the real problem. She had only had to deal with two demons in her life because of me. I was that good. But only because I had been that bad.
"See you in a few" I said, hanging up the phone. And polishing of the sword at the same time.
I had to remember I wasn't always who I am now. 75 years ago I was evil with a capitol E. I didn't care, I was immortal, and as far as I was concerned I had that right.
Then I killed a slayer. It wasn't that hard. Took less then five minutes. Of course it wasn't killing the slayer, tat returned my soul, my conscious to me, it was drinking her blood. It was good blood, clean blood, the best ever had. Pure and blessed.
I don't know exactly how it worked, but since that day I have been racked with guilt, from what I have done. My soul was returned to me. The details involved are fuzzy even to me. But after a year with the soul doing nothing but eating rat's (not one of my wiser culinary choices I realize now). When one day TPTB spoke to me, and told what I was to do for the rest of my life.
To make up for killing a slayer I had to protect the rest. For 74 years that is what my duty had been. I walk back up the stairs, locking the cellar door behind me. I couldn't afford the kid getting in there probably slice his own toes off.
He was still at school though. For another hour according the oak wall clock.
The phone rang again and this time it was Wesley, apparently Willow had already brought him up to date. Wesley is the only one of our crew that is in regular contact with Buffy. In fact he's her "watcher". Not that she lets him watch much. And because we regularly take care of the demons, research isn't needed the same way. By her anyways, we on the other hand value it highly. Apparently he was planning to tell her about this one . . . against my wishes. It isn't one I can handle on my lonesome according to him. He's going to tell Buffy, none of the details, nothing about me but about the priest. We hung up, agreeing in the loosest since of the word.
Willow came in through the front door key's jingling. The light glint's off her hair and I am reminded of how beautiful she is, from her hair to her footsteps, and her fingerprint's. Even just shy of fifty, she is better looking then post runway models in a causally glamorous way's. Even before she has a chance to turn towards me, I place my hands around her waist and draw her close to me. Pressing her body close to mine. She tilt's her head to the right and kisses, me.
TBC. .. . Don't worry Buffy and Angel will meet soon, even by the next chapter things are starting to change. I still in my heart of heart's like Willow and Angel together though. Just not as much as B/A!
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