The Guardian
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Adult ++
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The Morning� err Dusk After�
Omg, can you guys EVER forgive me! AFF.net has been spazing so much that any time I tried to update it wouldn't let me [It can be even worse for me especailly since I have an older laptop and I'm on dial up] Anywayz the second chapter is here for those that haven't already found it at my site, and for future if you'd really like to keep up with the story just use the link below [Chapters 3-5 should be up in the next day or so I just don't have them on this disk with me]
http://www.geocities.com/angelusblood/TheGuardian
The Guardian
Author: Tygerlily
Email: Angelusblood@yahoo.com
Summary: The Powers decided after watching their warrior guard The City of Angels; he needed a guardian of his own. And so they send an unlikely ally to help guard their guardian. All of this was done to give him a new friend and comrade in arms and also… a new lover?
Spoilers: Everything up to about Parting Gifts; Angel S1
Rating: Nc-17 Eventually
Pairing: Angel/OC, Wesley/Fred, Cordy/Groo
Distribution: All the usual suspects! Anyone else just ask
Author Note II: Various mythical information taken from books, D&D theories and thoughts of my own creation, nothing is solid fact from any one source so don’t go by too much of anything as true information… its all just for the purpose of the story.
*hugs* BladeofSouls because you just help keep my ideas flowin’!
Chapter Two – The Morning… err Dusk After…
Groaning softly soft hazel eyes fluttered against the sunlight that was able to slip past the blinds and danced merrily about the room. Turning her head into the pillow and she sighed heavily before struggling to glance at the clock that was perched atop the bedside table. Aeon’s eyes widened as she finally focused on the glowing red numbers as they glared back at her. It was well past two in the afternoon and quickly approaching three. Sighing heavily she knew that it was definitely time to get out of bed.
Sitting up Aeon easily stretched out her limbs before rising and heading off to the bath. Humming softly to herself an old hymn from her childhood as she turned on the water and the tub began to slowly fill with the steaming liquid. Reaching over to a side cabinet she pulled out some bath beads and dropped a few into the water with a soft splash. Stripping off her clothes she then grabbed two hair sticks and easily pulled her hair into a twist securing them with the pieces. Sighing heavily as she sunk deep into the bath water she let the warmth of the water envelop her before reaching for the soap to scrub her body clean.
Settling back against the tub she let her eyes flutter closed before the loud shrill of the telephone. Growling under her breath she hopped out of the tub and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her as she padded back out into the main room dripping water and small suds along the way. Ripping the phone of the hook she greeted whoever was at the other end as sweetly as possible though the hard edge to her tone was clear.
“Uh did I catch you at a bad time?” the voice asked an Irish brogue coloring the voice
“No… who is this? And how did you get this number” she asks already figuring on who it was but still wasn’t sure as how to they got her number
“As of now… most just call me Doyle and well… your number is listed in the phone book” the smile that graced his lips evident in his voice
Laughing softly Aeon just shook her head and asked what it was he was calling for. His answer wasn’t distressing it was just urgent. Cordelia just had a vision about some demonic sect that was coming into play and they’d been up in coming in the demonic hierarchies. Earlier in the day he was able to retrieve an old text from a friend of his that owed him a favor but it was in some language that Angel couldn’t decipher.
“And what makes you think that I can?” Aeon asks
“Angel said that you mentioned something about knowing a few languages last night… he was hoping you could help us now”
“Does he even know what language it is?”
“He’s not too sure what language it’s written in, he’s hoping you will”
Sighing heavily she agreed to be over as soon as possible and with that she hung up the phone but then stopped short when she realized one crucial detail about that phone call… Doyle was dead…shaking her head at ‘The Powers’ antics she then headed back to the bathroom to empty out the tub with the now cool water. Realizing she wouldn’t have time to dry her hair she easily parted it down the middle and pulled each half into a low pigtail. Padding softly into the bedroom she pulled on long sleeve shirt that was cut at the waist and show quite a bit of her toned tummy followed by a pair of old denim overalls. Instead of wearing them normally she still hooked them up to the buttons normally but wore the down around her waist causing the jeans to ride low around her waist.
Slipping a stake into one of the large back pockets she slipped on some sneakers and grabbed her keys as she made her way out of the apartment. Bouncing down the steps she pulled back the heavy metal door and made her way out into the late California afternoon.
Giggling softly to herself at the memory of the night before, she couldn’t believe how laid back the ensouled vampire could be. He was nothing like what she’d read about in the numerous books she had found. The man she had encountered the night before though serious could be so full of joy and at times even playful. That was a side of him that she was sure that most if not all rarely if at all ever saw… and that was something she was out to change.
Looking up she realized that while musing she’d made it all the way to the AI building in under an hour. Confidently she strode into the building and down the entryway stairs and into the offices. As her eyes darted around she quickly deduced that no one was upstairs meaning that everyone was already probably downstairs in the apartment.
“Hello, anyone here?” she called out
Gasping in surprise Aeon couldn’t help but jump back as she abruptly came face to face with a kind looking British-man. Then grinning she realized that his must be Wesley.
“Hello, Wesley right? I’m look for Angel”
“Oh quite right…” still unsure as to whom this woman was but wasn’t about to tell her no when he notice how familiar she seemed when asking for the vampire. Silently leading her into the kitchen where Cordelia was seated blindly staring at a text and Angel paced the floor restlessly.
Dark mahogany eyes looked up and when they found her they brightened considerably.
“Aeon… what are you doing here?” confused by her presence but genuinely pleased to see her
“Oh… lets just say I got a call, it let me know you were having some trouble with that text you got over there… thought I might be able to help you out” she said with a smile
“Any help would be great… we’re totally lost” he said as he grabbed on of the text from the table and walked over to her.
Wesley and Cordelia were silent throughout the entire exchange.
“Sure, let me see it”
Looking down at the book she could clearly see that the crest engraved on the front cover had derived from a language called Urdan and sure enough when she opened the book she discovered that the language inside was Urdan as well.
“Okay, the crest and the book are both in Urdan” she said calmly
“Urdan… and do you care to share with the rest of the class as to what that is?” Queen C asking in true form as usual
Sighing heavily Aeon began her explanation…
“Urdan is the language used amongst the orcs of the East in the land of what mortals call the ‘In-Between’. Orcs in the North West as well as those in South speak Urdan as a vernacular. It is still written in a runic alphabet derived from that of the dwarves” she said as a matter of fact
“… What is this in-between?” Wesley asked, slipping into what one might consider ‘Watcher-Mode’ though he was one no longer
“Hum, so what did you need me to translate anyway, just a passage or the entire book?” Aeon asked completely avoiding the question which didn’t go unnoticed by anyone but figured that a frivolously matter as such could wait.
“Well, maybe you could, I dunno skim the book look for passages that look important” Angel suggested
“Okay… what’s an Orc?” asked the cultured voice of Cordelia
“Well… it’s big and it’s gross and that’s all one really need know. Alright so I can see I’m going to have a bit of reading to do. Wes why don’t you go through ‘The Rights and Rituals of The Demi-Fae’ and Cordelia why don’t you try to see what you can find on the net. And Angel, I think its time you learned a new language. After being around so long I hope you pick them up quickly… we don’t have a lot of time”
And with that each set off to their assigned task though Cordelia with a bit more grumbling then most head off to the elevator and upstairs to the computer; Wesley trailing closely behind whereas Angel and Aeon headed of to the small sitting area to work on the book they’d found. Her curiosity getting the better of her she couldn’t help but ask how he acquired the book, obtaining a book in this world that originated from the ‘In-Between’ is a rarity.
“Oh well… I was kinda restless after we went to eat so I…” he trailed off looking mighty sheepish
“You went back out hunting… and without me I might add. I told you yesterday that I was to be with you went out and did that sorta stuff” she said with the sternest tone she could muster
“I just couldn’t help it… besides you can’t be with me all the time” he reasoned
“Fine, whatever… just try not to make a habit of it, I’d hate to have ‘The Powers’ kick my ass cuz you get dusted in some fluke accident that I was suppose to be there to prevent” she said while sighing heavily
“I promise” he said while chuckling softly
“Okay then… let’s get back to work”
A few hours later they were half way through the book, Angel was steadily grasping the Orc language and both Cordelia and Wesley had found what seemed like vital information. Blowing out a puff of air Aeon slammed the book closed causing everyone around her to jump up.
“Well we’ve spent the past 4 almost 5 hours reading and researching and it looks like we’re not going to get any further tonight. I’m itching for a good fight… so what do you say Angel? Up for a bit of a hunt, got hot a tip about some Kayo Demons wandering down on the beach” she said hoping to entice him
“Kayo Demons…” his interest peeked, the last time he ever encountered any of their kind was back when he was in Italy roaming around with Darla and his lovely childer Drusilla long before that tiresome William ever came into play
“C’mon, you know you want to” she sang
Smiling he grabbed his gear and they were both already boarding the elevator and were nearly out the door leaving a stunned Cordelia and a confused Wesley.
“Why on earth would they want to hunt Kayo Demons?” the Englishman murmured
“Well why not?” asked Cordelia
“They’re peaceful creatures… in fact they’re known for the fabulous parties they throw in the underworld. Most demonic and or mythical creatures look to them to throw celebrations of great importance” he explained
“Then why… Oh. My. God” Cordelia sat there astonished
“What? What is it?” he asked urgently
“I think Angel has a bit of a crush” she said with a smirk
“A crush” Wesley squeaked out
Snickering softly to herself with her new found information she gathered up her things and called for Wesley to follow as the both made their way out of AI Investigations and to their respective homes.
The gentle sound of waves crashing against the shore and Aeon’s soft breathing were the only sounds to fill Angel’s ears and he couldn’t been more pleased with the tranquility of it all. For the first time in a long while he almost felt completely content and that was okay with him.
“You’re wool gathering…. Whatcha thinking about?” a soft voice asks
Chuckling he just shook his head to indicate nothing.
“If you say so” she said not at all convinced
As the gentle evening sky slowly evaporated into night the two new friends thrown together by chance lazily made their way down the deserted shore line with just the gentle crashing of the waves hitting the shore filling the silence.
“Soooo you still wanna go find that party?” Aeon asked softly
Chuckling softly Angel stopped and bit his lip while cocking his head to the side thoughtfully. Pausing to think a minute he nodded his head and grabbed her hand and hurriedly pulled her down the beach.
“I already know where it is” he said with a wicked grin
End of Chapter Two
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http://www.geocities.com/angelusblood/TheGuardian
The Guardian
Author: Tygerlily
Email: Angelusblood@yahoo.com
Summary: The Powers decided after watching their warrior guard The City of Angels; he needed a guardian of his own. And so they send an unlikely ally to help guard their guardian. All of this was done to give him a new friend and comrade in arms and also… a new lover?
Spoilers: Everything up to about Parting Gifts; Angel S1
Rating: Nc-17 Eventually
Pairing: Angel/OC, Wesley/Fred, Cordy/Groo
Distribution: All the usual suspects! Anyone else just ask
Author Note II: Various mythical information taken from books, D&D theories and thoughts of my own creation, nothing is solid fact from any one source so don’t go by too much of anything as true information… its all just for the purpose of the story.
*hugs* BladeofSouls because you just help keep my ideas flowin’!
Chapter Two – The Morning… err Dusk After…
Groaning softly soft hazel eyes fluttered against the sunlight that was able to slip past the blinds and danced merrily about the room. Turning her head into the pillow and she sighed heavily before struggling to glance at the clock that was perched atop the bedside table. Aeon’s eyes widened as she finally focused on the glowing red numbers as they glared back at her. It was well past two in the afternoon and quickly approaching three. Sighing heavily she knew that it was definitely time to get out of bed.
Sitting up Aeon easily stretched out her limbs before rising and heading off to the bath. Humming softly to herself an old hymn from her childhood as she turned on the water and the tub began to slowly fill with the steaming liquid. Reaching over to a side cabinet she pulled out some bath beads and dropped a few into the water with a soft splash. Stripping off her clothes she then grabbed two hair sticks and easily pulled her hair into a twist securing them with the pieces. Sighing heavily as she sunk deep into the bath water she let the warmth of the water envelop her before reaching for the soap to scrub her body clean.
Settling back against the tub she let her eyes flutter closed before the loud shrill of the telephone. Growling under her breath she hopped out of the tub and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her as she padded back out into the main room dripping water and small suds along the way. Ripping the phone of the hook she greeted whoever was at the other end as sweetly as possible though the hard edge to her tone was clear.
“Uh did I catch you at a bad time?” the voice asked an Irish brogue coloring the voice
“No… who is this? And how did you get this number” she asks already figuring on who it was but still wasn’t sure as how to they got her number
“As of now… most just call me Doyle and well… your number is listed in the phone book” the smile that graced his lips evident in his voice
Laughing softly Aeon just shook her head and asked what it was he was calling for. His answer wasn’t distressing it was just urgent. Cordelia just had a vision about some demonic sect that was coming into play and they’d been up in coming in the demonic hierarchies. Earlier in the day he was able to retrieve an old text from a friend of his that owed him a favor but it was in some language that Angel couldn’t decipher.
“And what makes you think that I can?” Aeon asks
“Angel said that you mentioned something about knowing a few languages last night… he was hoping you could help us now”
“Does he even know what language it is?”
“He’s not too sure what language it’s written in, he’s hoping you will”
Sighing heavily she agreed to be over as soon as possible and with that she hung up the phone but then stopped short when she realized one crucial detail about that phone call… Doyle was dead…shaking her head at ‘The Powers’ antics she then headed back to the bathroom to empty out the tub with the now cool water. Realizing she wouldn’t have time to dry her hair she easily parted it down the middle and pulled each half into a low pigtail. Padding softly into the bedroom she pulled on long sleeve shirt that was cut at the waist and show quite a bit of her toned tummy followed by a pair of old denim overalls. Instead of wearing them normally she still hooked them up to the buttons normally but wore the down around her waist causing the jeans to ride low around her waist.
Slipping a stake into one of the large back pockets she slipped on some sneakers and grabbed her keys as she made her way out of the apartment. Bouncing down the steps she pulled back the heavy metal door and made her way out into the late California afternoon.
Giggling softly to herself at the memory of the night before, she couldn’t believe how laid back the ensouled vampire could be. He was nothing like what she’d read about in the numerous books she had found. The man she had encountered the night before though serious could be so full of joy and at times even playful. That was a side of him that she was sure that most if not all rarely if at all ever saw… and that was something she was out to change.
Looking up she realized that while musing she’d made it all the way to the AI building in under an hour. Confidently she strode into the building and down the entryway stairs and into the offices. As her eyes darted around she quickly deduced that no one was upstairs meaning that everyone was already probably downstairs in the apartment.
“Hello, anyone here?” she called out
Gasping in surprise Aeon couldn’t help but jump back as she abruptly came face to face with a kind looking British-man. Then grinning she realized that his must be Wesley.
“Hello, Wesley right? I’m look for Angel”
“Oh quite right…” still unsure as to whom this woman was but wasn’t about to tell her no when he notice how familiar she seemed when asking for the vampire. Silently leading her into the kitchen where Cordelia was seated blindly staring at a text and Angel paced the floor restlessly.
Dark mahogany eyes looked up and when they found her they brightened considerably.
“Aeon… what are you doing here?” confused by her presence but genuinely pleased to see her
“Oh… lets just say I got a call, it let me know you were having some trouble with that text you got over there… thought I might be able to help you out” she said with a smile
“Any help would be great… we’re totally lost” he said as he grabbed on of the text from the table and walked over to her.
Wesley and Cordelia were silent throughout the entire exchange.
“Sure, let me see it”
Looking down at the book she could clearly see that the crest engraved on the front cover had derived from a language called Urdan and sure enough when she opened the book she discovered that the language inside was Urdan as well.
“Okay, the crest and the book are both in Urdan” she said calmly
“Urdan… and do you care to share with the rest of the class as to what that is?” Queen C asking in true form as usual
Sighing heavily Aeon began her explanation…
“Urdan is the language used amongst the orcs of the East in the land of what mortals call the ‘In-Between’. Orcs in the North West as well as those in South speak Urdan as a vernacular. It is still written in a runic alphabet derived from that of the dwarves” she said as a matter of fact
“… What is this in-between?” Wesley asked, slipping into what one might consider ‘Watcher-Mode’ though he was one no longer
“Hum, so what did you need me to translate anyway, just a passage or the entire book?” Aeon asked completely avoiding the question which didn’t go unnoticed by anyone but figured that a frivolously matter as such could wait.
“Well, maybe you could, I dunno skim the book look for passages that look important” Angel suggested
“Okay… what’s an Orc?” asked the cultured voice of Cordelia
“Well… it’s big and it’s gross and that’s all one really need know. Alright so I can see I’m going to have a bit of reading to do. Wes why don’t you go through ‘The Rights and Rituals of The Demi-Fae’ and Cordelia why don’t you try to see what you can find on the net. And Angel, I think its time you learned a new language. After being around so long I hope you pick them up quickly… we don’t have a lot of time”
And with that each set off to their assigned task though Cordelia with a bit more grumbling then most head off to the elevator and upstairs to the computer; Wesley trailing closely behind whereas Angel and Aeon headed of to the small sitting area to work on the book they’d found. Her curiosity getting the better of her she couldn’t help but ask how he acquired the book, obtaining a book in this world that originated from the ‘In-Between’ is a rarity.
“Oh well… I was kinda restless after we went to eat so I…” he trailed off looking mighty sheepish
“You went back out hunting… and without me I might add. I told you yesterday that I was to be with you went out and did that sorta stuff” she said with the sternest tone she could muster
“I just couldn’t help it… besides you can’t be with me all the time” he reasoned
“Fine, whatever… just try not to make a habit of it, I’d hate to have ‘The Powers’ kick my ass cuz you get dusted in some fluke accident that I was suppose to be there to prevent” she said while sighing heavily
“I promise” he said while chuckling softly
“Okay then… let’s get back to work”
A few hours later they were half way through the book, Angel was steadily grasping the Orc language and both Cordelia and Wesley had found what seemed like vital information. Blowing out a puff of air Aeon slammed the book closed causing everyone around her to jump up.
“Well we’ve spent the past 4 almost 5 hours reading and researching and it looks like we’re not going to get any further tonight. I’m itching for a good fight… so what do you say Angel? Up for a bit of a hunt, got hot a tip about some Kayo Demons wandering down on the beach” she said hoping to entice him
“Kayo Demons…” his interest peeked, the last time he ever encountered any of their kind was back when he was in Italy roaming around with Darla and his lovely childer Drusilla long before that tiresome William ever came into play
“C’mon, you know you want to” she sang
Smiling he grabbed his gear and they were both already boarding the elevator and were nearly out the door leaving a stunned Cordelia and a confused Wesley.
“Why on earth would they want to hunt Kayo Demons?” the Englishman murmured
“Well why not?” asked Cordelia
“They’re peaceful creatures… in fact they’re known for the fabulous parties they throw in the underworld. Most demonic and or mythical creatures look to them to throw celebrations of great importance” he explained
“Then why… Oh. My. God” Cordelia sat there astonished
“What? What is it?” he asked urgently
“I think Angel has a bit of a crush” she said with a smirk
“A crush” Wesley squeaked out
Snickering softly to herself with her new found information she gathered up her things and called for Wesley to follow as the both made their way out of AI Investigations and to their respective homes.
The gentle sound of waves crashing against the shore and Aeon’s soft breathing were the only sounds to fill Angel’s ears and he couldn’t been more pleased with the tranquility of it all. For the first time in a long while he almost felt completely content and that was okay with him.
“You’re wool gathering…. Whatcha thinking about?” a soft voice asks
Chuckling he just shook his head to indicate nothing.
“If you say so” she said not at all convinced
As the gentle evening sky slowly evaporated into night the two new friends thrown together by chance lazily made their way down the deserted shore line with just the gentle crashing of the waves hitting the shore filling the silence.
“Soooo you still wanna go find that party?” Aeon asked softly
Chuckling softly Angel stopped and bit his lip while cocking his head to the side thoughtfully. Pausing to think a minute he nodded his head and grabbed her hand and hurriedly pulled her down the beach.
“I already know where it is” he said with a wicked grin
End of Chapter Two
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