Existence
by Anat
DISCLAIMER: All the characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon, David Greenwalt, the WB, FOX, Kuzui Enterprises, Mutant Enemies and whoever else owns the copyrights. I'm merely using them for the fun of writing and reading, and because I MISS B/A DAMMIT!!!!!!
DEDICATION: To Michelle, Alex, Kim, Steph, Vivien and all the great true B/A shippers out there, keep the faith!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a sequel to my AtS FIC "The Chosen One" (can be found in http://www.crosswinds.net/~cookiesm/tco.html), and it's based on the lost but not forgotten "I Will Remember You", 3 years later.
Part One
“This outfit is totally wrong!” Cordelia said, looking at the wide screen. Angel looked up in the direction. “Actually, this is pretty accurate to the fashion of the late 18th century”. He remarked.
“No, I meant my outfit, it’s itching. I didn’t even like it, why did I buy this thing, remind me?” she bitched.
“’this is perfect! It makes me look thinner’ comes first to mind”, Wesley said, grabbing handful of popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth.
Cordelia gave him a stern gaze and returned her stare to the screen. “This movie is boring”, she said. “Who even wants to see a tragic 18th century forbidden love, we get that here all the time”, she huffed.
Outside, in an alley near the theater, a woman screamed. She was attacked by two vampires. They started closing in on her.
She started to run and they got a hold of her after a few blocks.
A bright light blinded them and they roared, letting go of the woman.
She fell to the ground, shaken.
A child, wearing all white, walked out of the light and the light started to fade away.
He looked at the vampires. “What are you doing?” He asked.
The vampire growled. “Who are you?” he approached the kid, while the other one grabbed the sobbing woman on her feet.
“Are you hurting her?” the child showed no fear.
The woman cried, and the vampire grabbed her by the throat.
“No, we’re just going to kill her”, the first vampire laughed, he was inches away from the boy and lashed out at him, the kid jumped aside and the vampire hit a parking car.
Angel, Wesley and Cordelia walked out of the theater. Cordelia sniffed, wiping her eyes with a tissue. “That was so sad”, she sobbed.
They heard a woman cry out for help. Angel and Wesley started running in the direction of the shouting.
They saw the vampire drinking from the woman, and another vampire facing a boy.
“Hey! Why don’t you fight someone your own size”, Angel called.
The kid didn’t even look at the people that came to his rescue, he watched intensely as the vampire sinking his teeth in the woman. Angel started to run towards them, when the kid sent out his hand and the vampire along with the woman burst into ashes.
The vampire, Wesley and Angel looked stunned at the boy.
The vampire ran away.
The kid looked amazed at the pile of dust.
“You killed the woman!” Wesley said, stepping forward, Angel held him by his chest.
The kid turned to face them. “I’m going to kill you too”, he smirked, then ran away.
Angel started running after him and jumped over the rolling trashcan the kid threw in his way. He felt something was very wrong with the boy. Not necessarily evil, but unfitting.
Part Two
The kid stopped running to check out his pursuer, when suddenly a hand covered his mouth and lifted him. He started kicking in the air, but the strong person that held him didn’t seem to care.
“I won’t hurt you”, Angel said quietly, putting the child down, still holding him firmly.
“*I* will hurt *you*!” the kid threatened.
“You won’t hurt nobody”, Angel hissed.
He pulled the kid by his arms, until he met again with Wesley.
Cordelia came into view. “Oh poor kid,” she said looking at the ashes. “Were you attacked by big bad fanged monsters?” she asked, reaching her hands over to him.
He looked up at her.
“Cordelia, move away from him”, Angel said loudly.
“Where are your parents, little boy?” she ignored him and looked into the child’s brown eyes.
“I don’t have any parents”, he said, saddened.
“Aw, come with me to our office and we’ll find out how to help you”, she said and he nodded.
Angel and Wesley looked amazed as she sent out her hand to the kid and started walking away with him.
“They are afraid of me”, he told her as they walked by them.
When Angel and Wesley walked into the office, Cordelia and the boy were already there. Cordelia was standing by the espresso machine, watching them enter the office. The child was covered with a blanket and sat possessively on Angel’s chair.
“So who are you?” Angel stepped forward, looking at the kid.
“God”, the kid said, not dropping his eyes.
“Are you”, Wesley chuckled.
The kid turned his head over to Wesley. “You got any doubts?”
“In point of fact”, Wesley started to say, but the kid interrupted him.
“You think I’m evil”, he said nonchalantly.
Angel folded his arms. “How old are you?”
“Older than time”.
“How old is time?” Wesley sat down in front of the kid.
“Do you think you can challenge me? Time is something beyond your comprehension”, the kid said.
“You’re just a spoiled little brat”, Wesley said and got up furiously, moving closer to the boy.
The kid huffed angrily and Wesley froze in his place.
“I can’t move”, Wesley whispered.
Angel moved over to him and touched his arm. “You’re cold as ice”, he said.
Cordelia walked inside with two boiling mugs.
“Set me free”, Wesley hissed, gritting his teeth.
“What’s going on?” Cordelia asked, putting the mugs on the table.
“Let him go”, Angel said.
The kid looked up at him. “What if I don’t want to?”
“Prove to him you’re not evil”, Angel said quietly.
The boy reached for the mug and took a sip. He grimaced. “Eww, that’s yucky!”
“We just got a new espresso machine”, Cordelia said, taking a sip from her own cup. “Mine is great”.
“I don’t want coffee. I want hot chocolate!”
“I don’t have choco-“
“Could you release me first?” Wesley asked.
“You don’t like me. You want me to be a demon so you’d have a good excuse to kill me”.
“No one’s gonna kill anyone”, Angel said. He looked at the boy. “Release him”.
The kid sighed and Wesley fell to the floor.
“My legs! I can’t feel them!” He groaned.
“Don’t be such a wuss, you’ll get the feeling back soon”. The kid said while Angel helped Wesley back to the chair.
“Stop harassing the kid”, Cordelia said, moving over to the child.
“In the meanwhile it seems like the kid is harassing us”, Wesley muttered.
“They’re after me”, the boy said, looking around.
“Who?”
“Them!”
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