Destiny VS An Angel's Love
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Angel the Series › Het - Male/Female
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Angel the Series › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,518
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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3 – ARM UP; SUIT UP…TEAMING UP
3 – ARM UP; SUIT UP…TEAMING UP
Everyone takes different direction to their own labs. Each section is equipped with the necessary weapons; each of their offices has a personal armoury equipped with their favourite tools for ‘work’ courtesy of WH.
Ten minutes later Fred and Wes get in Angel’s office; Gunn was already there, passing back and forth frantically and armed to his teeth.
“What took you…? Gunn is getting me crazy!” Angel says. Spike joins them; coming through a wall in Angel’s office. – “What the hell are you doing here?” Angel asks his hands on his hips.
“I’m tagging along, weather you like it or not, I’m part of this freak show too!” Spike says.
“Right!? And what good is a vampire-ghost… whatever you are!” Angels says starting to loose his patience.
Spike grins, concentrates hard and throws at Angel a wooden stake; not straight at Angel, no intention of hurting him; but straight enough for Angel having to dodge or catch it. And Angel dodges it surprised.
“Made some progress boss!” Spike says sarcastically making fun of Angel’s surprised face.
“Are we gonna go or what??” Gunn asks not being able to hide his excitement.
“Damn Gunn you are exited…” Wesley says
“Yah…I miss kicking ass!!” He says with a wide smile on his lips. Fred shakes her head smiling.
“Let’s go! We’ll take the van.” Angel says going into the private elevator in his office. They all go down to Angel’s private garage.
Once in the garage they climb in the van and Angel drives them to the Hyperion. The van as all the cars in Angel’s private garage were prepped for vampire use the same way all the windows of Wolfram and Hart were, no bad UV light to harm vampires. As it is already dark Angel and Spike can walk around safely.
They arrive at the Hyperion , and one by one they climb out and form behind Angel as a platoon would, all but Spike, he loves to tag along, if not only to annoy Angel; but he doesn’t feel like a wolf in the pack quiet as yet. So he keeps his normal distance, hands in his leather coat pockets.
“Ok..!” Fred whispers.
“Let’s go! Be careful!” Angels advises.
They walk in the main hall and look around nostalgically.
“Ok…Portal closed!” That’s a good sign… right?” Spike says looking at Fred.
“Well… it depends…” she whispers.
“What do you mean?” Spike asks in a normal tone, looking at Fred.
“Shhhh…!!” Angel says looking over his shoulder to Spike. Spike looks at him pulling an I-Don’t-give-a-Fuck face and looks back at Fred.
“What’s with the ‘depends’… ?” spike asks whispering in her ear.
“Depends on what came through, we know it was just one entity… but we don’t know if friendly…”
“Or deadly!” Spike says completing Fred’s words. Fred nods. Angels stops at his tracks and turns around in one fuelled motion.
“Do you mind shutting the hell up Spike!” he bowels. Spike takes a step back making a
You-don’t-scare-me-shit face.
“Ah… I think you just did enough noise for the both of us, peaches!” Spike jesters. Angel rolls his eyes in despair and turns his back at Spike resuming his previous position.
“Anythin’ yet?” Gunn asks. Fred looks at the little gadget she has on her hand.
“No… I’m only picking Spike and Angel.” She says doing an area sweep with the gadget…something blips on the radar, only for a second and so fast, Fred can’t place it, area wise. Everyone holds their breath for that same second, all but Spike and Angel that look at her over their shoulders. “Wait… there is something here…!”
“Where!?” Wesley asks.
“Didn’t you feel it…something just moved ...VERY FAST …in front of us!” Fred asks directly to Spike and Angel.
“Nahã… where?” Gunn asks. They all looks in every direction, left, right, behind them…
“I do sense something!” Angel says. They all immediately arm up in fighting stance.
“Can you tell what kind of thing it is?” Wes asks.
“Na… nothing I ever felt before!” Angel says a little uncomfortable.
“Anything on the scanner, Fred?”
“Well Gunn… It blips, and disappears so fast I’m unable to pin point its location! It’s moving around us, here in the hall… I can’t have a fix on it, it doesn’t stop!! ” Fred says loosing her calm.
“How big is it?” Wes asks.
“Well …maybe Angel big…!” She says. Spike is standing beside Fred now; he scans the room thoroughly and does what none of them had done so far… he looks up! He looks up to the Hyperion’s dome ceiling standing 10 feet above them. His jaw drops to the floor.
“It stopped!” She screams shaking. They all tense up looking everywhere and nowhere.
“Where Fred!!?” Angel asks a tone higher and deeper.
“I don’t know Angel!” She says looking at him, despair on her face. “ It should be right…” Spike taps her shoulder never taking his eyes of the dome area, she ignores him, faces left , right, everywhere to try and pin point a location. Spike keeps tapping her shoulder incessantly and faster.
“WHAT Spike?!” She screams keeping her visual scan on the area surrounding them. He feels his way from her shoulder up to her chin, holds it and yanks her head up. Her jaw drops.
Everyone takes different direction to their own labs. Each section is equipped with the necessary weapons; each of their offices has a personal armoury equipped with their favourite tools for ‘work’ courtesy of WH.
Ten minutes later Fred and Wes get in Angel’s office; Gunn was already there, passing back and forth frantically and armed to his teeth.
“What took you…? Gunn is getting me crazy!” Angel says. Spike joins them; coming through a wall in Angel’s office. – “What the hell are you doing here?” Angel asks his hands on his hips.
“I’m tagging along, weather you like it or not, I’m part of this freak show too!” Spike says.
“Right!? And what good is a vampire-ghost… whatever you are!” Angels says starting to loose his patience.
Spike grins, concentrates hard and throws at Angel a wooden stake; not straight at Angel, no intention of hurting him; but straight enough for Angel having to dodge or catch it. And Angel dodges it surprised.
“Made some progress boss!” Spike says sarcastically making fun of Angel’s surprised face.
“Are we gonna go or what??” Gunn asks not being able to hide his excitement.
“Damn Gunn you are exited…” Wesley says
“Yah…I miss kicking ass!!” He says with a wide smile on his lips. Fred shakes her head smiling.
“Let’s go! We’ll take the van.” Angel says going into the private elevator in his office. They all go down to Angel’s private garage.
Once in the garage they climb in the van and Angel drives them to the Hyperion. The van as all the cars in Angel’s private garage were prepped for vampire use the same way all the windows of Wolfram and Hart were, no bad UV light to harm vampires. As it is already dark Angel and Spike can walk around safely.
They arrive at the Hyperion , and one by one they climb out and form behind Angel as a platoon would, all but Spike, he loves to tag along, if not only to annoy Angel; but he doesn’t feel like a wolf in the pack quiet as yet. So he keeps his normal distance, hands in his leather coat pockets.
“Ok..!” Fred whispers.
“Let’s go! Be careful!” Angels advises.
They walk in the main hall and look around nostalgically.
“Ok…Portal closed!” That’s a good sign… right?” Spike says looking at Fred.
“Well… it depends…” she whispers.
“What do you mean?” Spike asks in a normal tone, looking at Fred.
“Shhhh…!!” Angel says looking over his shoulder to Spike. Spike looks at him pulling an I-Don’t-give-a-Fuck face and looks back at Fred.
“What’s with the ‘depends’… ?” spike asks whispering in her ear.
“Depends on what came through, we know it was just one entity… but we don’t know if friendly…”
“Or deadly!” Spike says completing Fred’s words. Fred nods. Angels stops at his tracks and turns around in one fuelled motion.
“Do you mind shutting the hell up Spike!” he bowels. Spike takes a step back making a
You-don’t-scare-me-shit face.
“Ah… I think you just did enough noise for the both of us, peaches!” Spike jesters. Angel rolls his eyes in despair and turns his back at Spike resuming his previous position.
“Anythin’ yet?” Gunn asks. Fred looks at the little gadget she has on her hand.
“No… I’m only picking Spike and Angel.” She says doing an area sweep with the gadget…something blips on the radar, only for a second and so fast, Fred can’t place it, area wise. Everyone holds their breath for that same second, all but Spike and Angel that look at her over their shoulders. “Wait… there is something here…!”
“Where!?” Wesley asks.
“Didn’t you feel it…something just moved ...VERY FAST …in front of us!” Fred asks directly to Spike and Angel.
“Nahã… where?” Gunn asks. They all looks in every direction, left, right, behind them…
“I do sense something!” Angel says. They all immediately arm up in fighting stance.
“Can you tell what kind of thing it is?” Wes asks.
“Na… nothing I ever felt before!” Angel says a little uncomfortable.
“Anything on the scanner, Fred?”
“Well Gunn… It blips, and disappears so fast I’m unable to pin point its location! It’s moving around us, here in the hall… I can’t have a fix on it, it doesn’t stop!! ” Fred says loosing her calm.
“How big is it?” Wes asks.
“Well …maybe Angel big…!” She says. Spike is standing beside Fred now; he scans the room thoroughly and does what none of them had done so far… he looks up! He looks up to the Hyperion’s dome ceiling standing 10 feet above them. His jaw drops to the floor.
“It stopped!” She screams shaking. They all tense up looking everywhere and nowhere.
“Where Fred!!?” Angel asks a tone higher and deeper.
“I don’t know Angel!” She says looking at him, despair on her face. “ It should be right…” Spike taps her shoulder never taking his eyes of the dome area, she ignores him, faces left , right, everywhere to try and pin point a location. Spike keeps tapping her shoulder incessantly and faster.
“WHAT Spike?!” She screams keeping her visual scan on the area surrounding them. He feels his way from her shoulder up to her chin, holds it and yanks her head up. Her jaw drops.