Disclaimer: I don't own any thing, Joss does! I just love writing stories from his series.
Rated: R
Type: Action/Drama
Summary: What if things were different for Faith, like being in control of her life and evil. And having her way with every thing. My view point on the Ep. "5 by 5" off Angel season one.
Chapter 7: "Looking on the streets for something to eat"
By: Mr.Ribbit-Ribbit
Angel was now living on the streets after, Darla kicked him out. He had been walking them for what now seemed for ever to him. It had been about a month since she kicked him out of the house. After, being kicked out, Angel kept walking putting one foot in front of the other. Clip clop went Angel shoes as the bottoms, hit the muddy alley. Angel had been hungry for days, not feeding on anything since he got his brand new soul. Walking, waiting, tempted, hungry, and mighty pissed off. Angel was hungry for more than food, more than drink or ale, more than animal's blood but human blood. Only feeding off a human and drinking their blood quench his thirst. The warm, hot , spicy, soothing liquid fire would stop the crazing, the hungry pains, and the temptations of the mere mortals. Wanting human blood more than ever, Angel kept walking up the alley. Nearing the end of the alley, Angel saw the street up ahead of him. Seeing the people walking up and down the street, Angel almost leaped on to the first person he seen. Stopping at the end of the alley way, Angel leaned up against the wall stalking and watching for his prey. Carefully picking and choosing for the right moment to take full control of his next victim. Ready to drag them away, to fell the warmth off their neck and to bite into it to drink the sweet, powerful and seductive elixir. Finally moving out on to the stone street, he chose her. She was tall, skinny, hair drawn up and meek looking, even in the group of men she was walking in. 'So delicate' Angel thought as he started to walk up to her. He started to succumb into the hunt and the thrill of the kill. Moving in front of the group, they stopped as they seen the ragged Angel. Reeled and appalled by the man that was standing in front them.
"What, in hell do you want?" The pompous and arrogant man asked Angel.
"I'm hungry." Angel said in a whisper.
"What? What do you want?" The man asked again offended.
"I'm hungry!" Angel said more defiant.
"No! I'm not giving nothing, your not getting my money!" the guy said angry.
"Rudolph, please give him some coins. This man need it more that we need it." His girlfriend pleaded with her boyfriend.
Finally caving and giving into his girlfriend's plea, he reached into his pocket and pulled out some coins. As they lay in the man's hand he threw the coins into the muddy stone street. As they fell, it was if the man put no effort into throw them down. The group of people started to laugh at the gesture, as Angel looked at the coins in the mud. Now Angel was pissed off, angry, and damn hungry, by the time the coins hit the mud filled street. Angel was hungry, he need something to relieve the pain he was feeling. Angel need her blood now, and fast before the demon inside of him would come and rip apart every single piece of him and his humanity.
"I don't want your money!" Angel said frustrated by now, and not paying attention to anything.
"What!" The man asked annoyed to Angel, from the his gesture.
"I WANT HER!" Angel said before turning into his demon face, and lunging on to the woman in front of him. Grabbing onto her, he went straight for her neck. Before clamping his teeth into her nubile flesh, Angel was pulled off by the men in her group.
"Ahh, he's a monster!" The woman screamed before he was pulled off of her.
"I am a monster! A monster! I am!" Angel yelled as he was drugged off, back into the alley where he can out of. The alley was dark, wet, muddy and dim lit. the men started to beat up on Angel. Punch after punch Angel took them blow after blow, before finally fighting back. Angel threw his punches back to the group of men, with precision and accuracy to the men's faces. The punches was so hard and fast that, they either knocked them out cold or killed them on the spot. The fight was now finished, the now muddy Angel made his way back to the main street. The woman stood there and stared in fear, at what she had just seen. Seeing someone coming back up the alley. He was muddy, ragged, scared and pissed off. As she saw him she called out to him, to see who the man was.
"Rudolph?" She asked hoarsely. "Is that you?" she asked in fear of who it was.
As Angel stepped out on to the street and light, she seen him. She was stunned and paralyzed with fear at what she knew what her fate was going be. Death. Cold, hard, painful, cruel, and malice death. She was looking Angel's cold hard eyes as he grabbed her and drugged her into the alley. Moving to the alley again Angel threw her up against the hard, stone, concrete, and dark alley wall. Angel started to finish what, he had begun what he started. Moving into her, he made his lips touch and caress her neck's skin. His lips were cold to her touch but so soft and gentle. Open his mouth Angel was ready to receive her neck as his chalice and drink her blood as his wine. Proceeding to bite back into her neck, the blood started to let loose and fill his mouth. Angel had now tasted it, and started to accept it but couldn't as the possibly second before he killed her. Pulling his teeth out of her neck, he released her as he took and spun away from her. Felling remorse he started to spit out the blood out of his mouth on onto the ground. Spitting out what he despised the most another mortal's life and soul. The blood was dripping down Angel's mouth as he wiped it away off his mouth. The woman stood scared stiff by what was now happening. Angel headed by to the main street, by walking hastily and fast with the woman following behind him closely.
"I can't! I can't!" Angel started to mutter to himself. Over and over she heard Angel mutter this to himself as he crossed the street. As she stopped at the end of the alley, all she could do is watch Angel walk away. She stood there and watched him until he disappeared into the crowd and mist of the night. Angel was confused and sorrowful for what just happened. Putting one foot in front the other Angel kept walking the street. Not knowing where his feet would take him, Angel kept walking. He could hear all the noises of the night by the people in the bars and the earth and it clogged his mind. Angel just kept walking, walking for nothing walking to get away from everything the world, humans and most of all himself.
PLEASE R & R. I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. R & R.
Sorry that it took so long to update this story. The reason why it took so long is because, I stopped writing for a little bit. I had a some stress that I had to take care of. But, anyways please R & R. And chapter 8 is gonna be put up soon.