Chapter 23:
Darryl growled as he glared daggers at Angel, " What the hell is he doing here?"
Angel replied as his face changed back to normal, and he put his claymore away, " Look Darryl I know what I did ta ye was terrible, but ye haveta believe me, " I'm really sorry boyo."
Darryl stared incredulously at him for several seconds, then he exploded, " You're sorry, you're sorry, you brutally torture me for 3 1/2 weeks, and all you have to say is you're sorry?"
Angel replied as he lit a cigarette, " Yea."
Darryl got in his face as he bellowed, " I should stake your undead ass."
Angel glared at him, and growled as his eyes flashed yellow, " Try it, nancy boy, an ye're dead. Soul, or no soul, no soddin cop is gonna stake me."
Darryl, unfazed drew his gun as he said in low voice, " Try it."
Paige saw the standoff, and quickly orbed in between the men. She slapped the gun down as she yelled, " Darryl what are you doing?"
Darryl glared at her as he hissed, " Do you know what sadistic bastard did to me?"
Paige replied, " I know all about it Darryl. Angel has already apologized to you."
Darryl was beside himself with anger as he shouted, " And that supposed to make it all better?"
Angel was about to respond, when Darryl hissed, " Not a word from you soulless son of a bitch."
Paige replied, " We gave him a soul."
Darryl was silent for several minutes, then he asked in a voice so quiet Angel couldn't even hear it, " You gave him a soul how?"
Paige replied, " A spell."
Angel looked over at Darryl as he said, " Like I said before, I'm truly sorry boyo."
Darryl nodded as he said, " I understand, that you are sorry, but it will take a while for me to forgive you."
Angel exhaled a bluish cloud of smoke as he said, " I understand."
And with that said, he, the girls, and Cole all went back to the manor.
Several weeks later Angel had just warmed up a cup of blood, when he heard Paige scream. The blood forgotten, he sprinted from the kitchen, and followed her scent until he found her in the attic. He found her huddled in a corner. She was in the fetal position, and she was crying. He squatted down, and asked in a soft gentle voice, " Paige what's wrong darlin?"
When she raised her head, he jumped back, for her eyes were ice blue, the same color as her hair. She sobbed as seizures overtook her body, " Angel what's happening to me?"
He replied as he heard her heart stop, " Have no idea luv."
Suddenly he was thrown to the other side of the attic as Paige violently spasmed, and died. He looked as Paige slowly stood up. Her whole body had a blue tinge. He asked as he too regained his footing, " Paige, darlin…"
She cut him off as she glared at him, Do not presume to speak to me half breed. The shell known as Paige Matthews is dead, I am Illyria, god king of this realm."
I decided to turn Paige into Illyria, any suggestions on how to turn her back, or on who is responsible