To the best of my knowledge Angel is still the property of Joss Whedon.
All homage to Joss, the great creator!
Angel's POV
It was Saturday, so the office was be closed. Wesley and Cordelia were off enjoying their much needed downtime. But both said that they would get to my apartment as soon as possible.
Evangeline's POV
After I showered, I put my same clothes back on, because I had nothing else to wear. When I came out of the small bathroom, Angel (what a strange name for a strange vampire) was no where to be seen. There were no other scents in the air, had he left? I heard a soft rustle come from behind a door at the back of the room. I walked to the door and looked in to find Angel shirtless, zipping up his jeans, a different pair than the ones he had been wearing, and I realized that I had walked unexpectedly into his bedroom while he was changing.
His back was to me and I could see that his shoulders were wide set and muscular tapering nicely into firm abs and a great ass (the jeans really showed off his butt). As he turned, I quickly stepped back and called out an apology.
Angel followed me out of the room grabbing a shirt and pulling on as he came. I got a quick glance at his front abs and chest. Nice! I felt my face burn with embarrassment when I realized I had just scoped out a vampire, even if he was a 'good' vampire (and I was having trouble reconciling my brain to that).
"No problem, I should have said something before I left, I didn't mean to make you feel lost." He adjusted the shirt and I fought to find something else to look at, anything else but him.
I absently sniffed the air, noticing how his scent permeated the air, when I picked up a new scent – someone was coming.
As the doorknob began to turn, I grabbed my knife in my right hand and allowed my canines to elongate ready to defend.
"No, no, put that away," Angel's called urgently as a slender figure pushed through the door, its arms full of rustling white blobs. Its head obscured by green leafy stalks.
"That's just Cordelia, she's one of my friends" he motioned to my hands and said in a slow low voice, "its okay, put the knife away.."
Hearing the word knife, the one called Cordelia froze in her steps and I could smell the waves of fear roll off her.
She clumsily swatted the leaves out her face and started in on Angel with a shaky voice, "Knife! Knife!, You didn't tell me this 'guest' was dangerous! You made her sound like some lost little kid! You may be immortal mister, but some of us respond really bad to knives! You need to straighten her out quick so that there are no accidents with the pointy things!"
I decided quickly that this 'Cordelia' was entertaining and in no way a threat, especially as I gazed at her footwear. I mean, who could defend or attack in those flimsy sandals? And that heel would do nothing for her balance in a battle. So I stowed my knife back at my belt and retracted my canines.
"Cordy, I'm sorry. It's okay now. Thanks for coming and getting the groceries." Angel began taking the white blobs from Cordelia and carried them into his kitchen area.
With her arms free, I could tell that she was very pretty and had a nice smile.
"Hi, I'm Cordelia," she stated very slowly, emphasizing each word, searching my expression.
"I am Evangeline, I apologize, I did not realize that you were Angel's friend", I replied.
We stood their at stared at each other for a moment, then Cordelia said, "Okay, that's enough meet and greet," then she turned and joined Angel in the other room.
I followed curious about the white blobs she brought with her. The white blobs are called grocery bags and they held food that Cordelia had purchased for me on Angel's behalf. Cordelia continued to be entertaining as she shoved a slip of paper in Angel's face and then stood waiting with her hand out as he gave her several different pieces of paper in return. When he stopped, Cordelia said, "Gas too, boss man" and he gave her more paper. The look on his face was quite amusing. They had an easy manner between them and I could see that she was comfortable and trusted Angel deeply. Curiouser and curiouser...
Angel noticed that I scenting the air again. The door was still open and another human was approaching. "That's Wesley, he's another friend."
The one called Wesley entered and Angel introduced us. Angel got right to explaining how I had come to be on Earth and the encounter with the Powers That Be.
"Okay the first thing we need to know is the name of your world so that we can find the door back to it so that you can go home," said Wesley.
"My world is Nivia, but I think you are confused ... the doors between Nivia and Earth were closed generations ago. My people left earth under the guidance of the Powers.
"Are you saying your people were taken from earth, like scooped up by green aliens or something?" Cordelia asked. Along with entertaining, I would have to remember that she was easily excited.
"I don't know what aliens are, but our mutations separated us from the rest of humanity. Some how we were more accepting of evolutionary changes, the Powers offered us a chance to use our skill to help, ever since we keep the balance."
"Do you mind if I ask what are these mutations?" Wesley inquired. Next to him Cordelia mouthed 'Balance?' to Angel. Wesley and Angel both cast looks in her direction that resulted in her turning around to face me attentively listening.
I shrugged and answered, "There are the base mutations in our blood that we all share: immunity to all naturally occurring poisons and resistance to preternatural infections. Also, our blood is poisonous in large quantities to predators, even were and vampires. Then there are the environmental adaptations that many like myself have. My mutations are classified as feral upgrade, generation thr-"
I was stopped short as Cordelia screamed grabbing her head and falling out of her chair. Angel and Wesley rushed to her side trying to protect her from damaging herself.
The episode lasted little more than a minute and Cordelia opened her eyes and gasped out, "Big blue-green shaggy thingies, taking children from the Chuck E Cheese on Van Ness."
Angel gently carried Cordelia to the front room and placed her on the couch. Then grabbing his coat he bolted out the door, Wesley following close behind. I looked from Cordelia to the door and then raced after Angel.
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