View Full Version : Things That Go Bump In The Office - The Key
Previously in The Key - Michael doesnt know who he really is, but he nows he was made by munks to hold secrets kept in Wolfram & Hart. He developed some sort of psychic abilities. He moved in with Angel, after a demon attack. Turns out there was a Hellmouth in Wolfram & Hart, and Angel and gang and Buffy and gang destroyed it. We met some two new Slayers: Magui and Ana. Buffy and Angel shared a kiss. Angel went evil and almost killed Michael, but he was saved by Eve. Angel was going to adopt Michael, but after hurting him, he desided against it.
Chapter One - Human Emotion
12/29/03, My Penthouse
I was able to bring Michael home from the hospital today. He is still in bad shape, but atleast things would be calmer here, or so I hope. There is a weird silence in him now. He used to be so full of life when we all first met him, but now he seems to be quiet, cut off from the world. I can't really blame him. Such a young age. I give most of the credit of his withdrawl to Angelus. He did some pretty sick and terrible things to him. Michael used to trust me. I don't think he does anymore. Whenever I come home from work, or come out of the shower, or walk into the kitche, I can always sense a slight bit of fear rise in him. He's probably afraid Angelus will return and torture him again. I'll keep trying. I wanted to adopt him. Was that a mistake? Am I not a safe person to be around? Can I be trusted? I hope I get the answer. I hope we all can put this behind us. I know they would never say it to my face, but everyone resents me for letting Angelus take over, Harmony especially. What I wouldn't give to get rid of Angelus, or maybe I just die all together. Buffy is the only thing that keeps me going now. We shared a kiss in the Hellmouth, and we were going to talk. I think the whole Angelus thing scared her away. Maybe I'll call her, or maybe not. I got to get to work today. Sadly. Mondays always suck.
Angel closed his journal, and put the pen on the coffee table. He sighed and got off the couch. He walked past his bedroom, where Michael was sleeping. Angel had glady given up his bed, because someone with injuries shouldn't be on the couch.
"It's so hot in here." Michael was now sitting up in bed. "Did the world end and I'm not stuck in Hell?"
"No." Angel said. "Being dead and all, I got cold really quickly. I could get the heat turned down for you if you like. I just have to get going now. We have a board meeting and I can't be late." Angel grabbed his keys, wallet, and some files. "I'm going to have two of the new girls come over to keep an eye on you today."
"I don't need babysitters. We covered this already, didn't we?" Michael sighed. "I know you think I shouldn't be alone now that I'm hurt, but no one is going to attack me in your place."
"Good point." Angel looked at the clock. "I'll call them from the office and tell them not to come over. You just call Harmony if anything happens." He looked at the clock again. "I gotta get going. Really. Bye." Angel waved to him and exited his penthouse.
* * * * *
Angel ran into the lobby of Wolfram & Hart. He had gotten caught in traffic, and he was late for the meeting. It was an important meeting too. He was supposed to meet with all the important senior partners to discuss the destruction of the Hellmouth in the building and any side affects it might have had.
He ran to Harmonys' desk and looked down at the clock positioned on her desk. "I'm an hour late?"
"Yeah. Meeting started a little over an hour ago." Harmony handed him a large file. "Better bring up some good points in there, Angel. They have been talking amungst themselves. And if this place is as bad as you say it is, then there might be trouble." She pointed two doors down. "It's in that room. Good luck."
"Thanks, Harmony." Angel rolled his eyes and started walking towards the door. He took an unneeded breath and then walked into the room.
"Mr. Angel. So nice of you to make it." A senior partner said angrily. There were so many people in the room. Well, not that many, but 20. Lawyers. Demons. Everything. "We've been waiting for you to arrive for a long time now. I believe you have a just cause for not being here on time?"
"I got stuck in traffic." Angel said sheepishly. He pulled out a chair and sat at the head of the large table where everyone else was sitting. "So, what have you covered while I've been absent?"
"Free will. It seems that two people have come to the meeting unwelcomed. They did bring up a few valid points that we've been considering." He waved his hands down towards the very end of the table where Magui and Ana sat.
"Free will?" Angel nodded. "I get it. Without the Hellmouth working right under our noses, we are now free to do what we please. Am I correct?"
"No. You aren't." A demon said. "Wolfram & Hart is built on helping demons. If we go cold shoulder and start helping humans and going out of our way to do more good than need be, we will lose clients, and less clients mean less money. We know you've been doing the help the helpless, Angel. And frankly we are a little bit bored with it all. You knew that coming into this position that you would be running a large organization."
"So, that means I am not entitled to do what I like with my free will?" Angel paused. "I lead this organization, you're right, but what I do outside work is no ones' business except mine."
"We are also upset that you've been catering to this boy called Michael so much." A lawyer added. "You have been putting in to much time with him and not as much time finding out what he is. You know, as well as we know, that he is a key figure in Wolfram & Hart. Obviously a secret society of munks have gathered somewhere in our mists and have created this boy to carry all our secrets. These secrets can not be aloud to go public."
"He isn't speaking any truths or secrets about this law firm." Angel argued. "After his latest injuries, he hasn't spoken much at all."
"What about his psychic abilities? Is he still using those?"
"No, well, yes. If he does use them, he doesn't mean to." Angel narrowed his eyes at them all. "Is this really about Michael or the fact that you don't want him around because he could expose you all? He is not a threat to this firm at all. My friends and I take care of him all the time, he knows better than to run to someone else and expose all of our secets. Plus he can't do that anyway because he doesn't remember anything."
"Have you attempted to see what he is? What is true powers are? What secrets he knows? Who created him? Have you done any experiments on him to get any answers what-so-ever?"
"No. He is a human being. You don't bring a human being in for questioning on something they don't know about. We wouldn't get anywhere with that." Angel said, thinking of Fred. "Fred Burkle has done many tests on him, and they all come back blank. No yes answers. No no answers. So, maybe he doesn't remember anything. That just means that you all have nothing to worry about."
"On to the next topic." A senior partner looked down at a notebook in front of him. "Let's discuss the new case we have to tackle. Past employees have reported that the working conditions here are not safe."
"Of course they are not safe! We are working with demons and vampires and anything else evil everyday. What does she think this is? A daycare?"
"How do you know it was a she?" Magui said suspiciously.
"I think I have a pretty good idea of who it is."
"Why? Why do you have that feeling?" Ana asked, now suspicious as well.
"This is not a meeting about me, ladies. If you have any questions to ask me, I can be reached in my office later."
"Ok." Angel put his hands down on the table. "Any other issues that need to be addressed?"
Love it..post more soon....
Fat Elvis 007
12-28-2003, 12:59 PM
We met some two new Slayers: Magui and Ana.
What about me?
Anya_Harris
12-28-2003, 01:05 PM
Yeah...what about me Mike...trying to kill me off unsuspectedly!!! I totally spelled that wrong....oh well! I love it....but I should slap you...no, I won't I'll be nice for now!
Well, we met a lot of new Slayers, just Maguie and Ana have an extra special role in this story.
Fat Elvis 007
12-28-2003, 01:20 PM
Okay, just as long as I didn't get killed off.
Magui
12-28-2003, 01:27 PM
keep posting Parker!!!(thanks for writing a sequel!)
DáNió
12-28-2003, 03:34 PM
love the story...keep posting!!
Magui walked through the empty lobby of Wolfram & Hart. She forgot something in the office they had the meeting in, so she went back after hours to go look for it. The security guard wouldn't let her in, she so snapped his spinal cord.
Her shoes made loud sounds as she walked on the hard floors. It was very quiet and almost every move she made could be heard echoing through the building. She stopped.
"Something isn't right here, and I don't mean the it's to quiet thing." She crossed her arms over her chest and kept walking.
* * * * *
Angel walked into his place and put the things he was carrying down on a small table near the door. The lights were off and everything was quiet. Michael probably was asleep already. He sighed and walked swiftfully and looked into the bedroom. Michael was sleeping soundly... but on his stomach.
The doctors said he shouldn't sleep on his stomach because the stitches might heal differently or he could pull stitches and what not. Angel walked over to the bed and shook Michael gently.
"I didn't do it." Michael said, half asleep. "It was the cat."
"We don't have a cat." Angel blinked. He shook him again. "Get up. You have to move on your back. The doctors said--"
"--I know what the doctors said." Michael interupted. "But they can bite me, I can't sleep on my back. I sleep on my stomach."
In a blink of an eye Angel had flipped Michael over so he was lying on his back. "Thank you." He got up and walked out of the room.
"Thanks for waking me up!" Michael called after him.
Angel walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. He sighed and let his head fall back on one of the cushions.
"Is this a bad time?"
He opened his eyes and looked at the door. Ana, a Slayer that arrived with Buffy, was standing in the doorway. "No." He sighed, sitting up. "Come in."
"Thanks." She walked in and sat closely to him on the couch. "Nice place you got here."
"Thanks." Angel smiled. "Wolfram & Hart gave it to me." He stood up, but Ana pulled him back down on the couch.
"Answer me a question Angel." She said. "If you could get with a Slayer before, is there any hope of you getting with a Slayer now?"
"Uh...." Angel stammered, not sure what to say.
"Do we have any Mexican?" Michael asked, walking into the room with a fork in hand.
"Mexicans?" Angel asked, confused at both situations.
"No. Mexican. As in spicey food." Michael played with the fork. "Although I see you have enough spice on your hands as it is." Michael laughed and walked back into the kitchen.
"I think you should go." Angel stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow if you are at the offices."
"Uh, sure, yeah." Ana stood up next to him. She smiled at him, biting her lip, and then walked out.
"What was that all about?" Michael asked, walking back in with a taco that seemingly appeared out of no where. "Were you about to hook up with that Slayer?"
"I was not." Angel said quickly. "She is just a friend from the office."
"A special friend maybe."
"Why are you up anyway?" Angel asked. "And eating mexican food?"
"Well, after you woke me up I got hungry." He took another bite of the taco. "Now I probably won't be able to go back to sleep for the rest of the night." He jumped on the couch next to Angel. "Entertain me somehow." He smiled up at his friend, but it was not his friend. It was a dead person. Dead. Very Dead. Pieces of flesh were gone, blood everywhere, bone visible, no hair, no eyes, ripped clothes. Dead.
Michael woke up and sat up quickly. He was dissy again, energyless, shaking, and not feeling very well. He could sense the smell of death in the room, but nothing was there. A dream. Another dream. One that would come true.
Fat Elvis 007
12-30-2003, 02:11 PM
Magui, remind me not to get on your bad side.
It's great,but don't you think that Slayer Ann deserves more time with Angel..:)
Magui
12-30-2003, 02:27 PM
Originally posted by Fat Elvis 007
Magui, remind me not to get on your bad side.
okay,I will ;)
Originally posted by ana8
don't you think that Slayer Ann deserves more time with Angel
no,she doesn't!
keep posting Parker!
Angel was woken up by the shock and fear that entered his friend. It was like some vicious cycle. Michael would have a bad dream or a vision or whatever it was, he'd wake up, and then him waking up would wake Angel up. It reminded him of having a new born baby. He had some experience with babies when Connor was around. When Michael woke up, Angel had to wake up and go see what he dreamnt about this time. It was kinda annoying, but it was worth it, seeing how the last time Michael had a dream he saved everyone. Angel got out of bed and walked over to Michael was lying on the couch. "You ok?"
"Yeah." Michael was a little shakey, so it took him a while to get even that one word out. "I think it was one of my--"
Angel interupted him. He was having trouble talking so, the one thing you shouldn't make someone do is talk during a situation like this. "One of your vision dreams? I know. I could tell. Come here." Angel helped Michael sit up against the back of the couch and he put his arm around him. "Was it different or same? Answer in one word if you can."
"Different." Michael breathed, taking a deep breath. He was still dissy and sweaty and gross and energy-less, but he still had to try to talk. "We were here. You, me, and Ana."
"Ana?" Angel thought. "What would she be doing here?" Angel wondered. "Ok, can you keep going?" He hugged Michael with his arm a little tighter.
"Yeah, I think I'm ok now, somewhat." Michael sighed. He closed his eyes, almost as if summoning strength. "Ok, well, you came home and told me to wake up because I was sleeping wrong. Then you made me sleep on my back because I couldn't sleep on my stomach. Then you left and I came into the living room while you were talking with Ana and then she left. So, I sat next to you on the couch and when I looked up at you, you weren't you, you were a dead guy."
"Where did this vision take place?" Angel asked, but then he answered before Michael could. "Wait, I can already guess, Wolfram & Hart, right?"
"Right."
"You'd think that place would have taken a turn for the good." Spike said, leaning against the door frame. He looked at Michael and Angel. "Oh, don't let me get in between your little gathering on the couch. I was just here to inform you guys on something."
"What? Is everything already?" Angel asked, worried.
"Well, the alarms went off at Wolfram & Hart. Harmony and Fred took it upon herselves to go down and look." Spike explained. "Seems that that Magui girl is there."
"Isn't she one of the new employees at Wolfram & Hart? She and Ana are on the new demonic swat team." Angel was confused. Was she there doing something wrong? There was a tone in his voice that was off.
"Oh, she's there. She's not alone though." Spike nodded.
"What do you mean?" Michael asked, sitting up, fine now.
"She's possessed by something."
yay!!! cool...that's pretty true.I've seen Magui posting ALOT in Spike's thread;)
"I gotta get over there." Angel said, standing up from the couch. He walked to his room and began changing into his street clothes.
"Hey! I'm coming too! Premonition boy could be useful!" Michael called after him. He walked to the door and pulled on his shoes.
"You seem to be the little tag along, aren't you?" Spike asked. "Not that I'm complaining. Anyone who can piss off Angel is alright in my book."
"I don't piss him off." Michael glared at him. "See, watch this." He turned his head towards Angels' bedroom. "Hey, Angel? I just broke the expensive lamp! Is that ok?"
"You didn't break the lamp!" Angel called back to them "I didn't even hear a crash." Angel walked into the room wearing his street clothes - fight clothes. "Ok, I'm driving. Let's go." Angel guided Spike and Michael out of the penthouse. He closed the door behind him and locked it. He took the keys out of his pocket and followed them down the hallway.
* * * * *
"Speak to us." Fred sprayed Maguis' body with holey water. The demon holding her was extremely powerful, and everything they tried so far had gotten no response at all. "We know you're there!" She said, dumping the whole thing on her.
"Fred! I can't believe you just did that." Harmony put a paper towel on Maguis' shirt. "Her shirt might shrink now! And it's very expensive."
Suddenly, a dead person appeared out of know where. A zombie. He smelled of dead flesh. He was green and decaying, yet he was still very much alive. Fred made a turn to move, to attack the Zombie, but Harmony put her hand out in front of Fred.
"Don't worry about." Harmony said, her face turning into vampire game face. "I got this one." Harmony ran very quickly, despite her skirt and heels. She jumped on top of the zombie and wrestled it to the ground. *squish* "Ew." Harmony made a grossed out face. "I think my fist just went through him."
"Is he dead?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, again." Harmony stood up. She grabbed the paper towel from Maguis' shirt and wiped her hand off. "Luckly I punched him in the head and that's where my hand went through him."
Suddenly, from the dead body of the zombie, 3 more zombies appeared. They both started shuffling towards the two women.
"Oh my god!" Harmony gasped.
"Come on, we gotta run." Fred grabbed her hand and started dragging her out of harms way. Harmony was dragging her feet, however. "What? What is it?"
"What about Magui? We can't leave her." Harmony said.
"Something tells me they won't hurt her." Fred started pulling Harmony again. "She's possessed remeber? She has a demon inside of her. Demons don't hurt demons."
"Yeah, you're right." The zombies were in the way of the door, so Harmony and Fred took off towards the back offices.
---5 minutes later---
Angel, Spike, and Michael walked into the lobby. Spike immediatly approached the dead zombie on the floor and looked at it. Vampire knowledge helped right about now.
"This bugger was just killed... again." Spike looked at the blood. "The blood hasn't started massively clotting yet. So, whoever killed him could still be around. I'm guessing Harmony and Fred."
"Magui." Michael spotted the possessed Slayer and ran over to her. She wasn't moving much, and he could sense dark energy around her, but she was still breathing. "Can you hear me?" She didn't answer him, she couldn't.
"Ok, Michael and Spike, you guys go look for Fred and Harmony. I'll stay here with Magui and try to figure out what demon has a hold of her." Three more zombies appeared out of know where. "And I'll hold the zombies off of you."
Spike and Michael turned and saw the zombies appearing. "Good luck." They both said, before running towards the back offices. They were close to Fred and Harmony, but they made a wrong turn and now were split up from everyone.
Angel ran and jump kicked one of the zombies. His foot collided with its head, and he knocked its head clear off. Three more zombies began to appear from its body. There were five now, and they easily surrounded Angel. One of them began to lunge at him, but it stopped, groaning with pain. It fell to the floor and Ana stood there, stake raises. From the dead zombie, three more zombies appeared.
"Need any help?" Ana asked.
"Right now. Yes." Angel stood in a fighting stance and looked at the zombies. "We can't kill them. We just have to disarm them somehow."
"Got it." Ana pulled out a rather long knife from her sleeve and cut off the legs and arms of one of the zombies. "That work for ya?"
"Yeah, that will do." Angel said, as he charged at the zombies.
Maguis' eyes glowed green, and although she was possessed, she leaned forward, propped up on her elbows. She laughed evily. "Let's play chess."
DáNió
01-01-2004, 04:01 PM
kool story, plz write more!
Fat Elvis 007
01-01-2004, 04:06 PM
Excellent. Harmony is so cool. Writers sometimes forget that even though she is a ditzy blonde, she's also a vampire, with the same skills other vamps have.
Magui
01-01-2004, 07:56 PM
this is sooo cool!,keep posting Parker!,I love your story;)
PS:ana8;I'm not possessed dumbie,what's wrong about posting on Spike's forum?,..no,wait,you are right,..I am possessed...help!
"What?" Ana stopped. She was straddling a zombie and was viciously punching its face. She stood up and looked at her friend who was now glowing with the evil of her dark possesser.
"Oh, let's just get the obvious over already." Magui hopped off the table and was attacked by a zombie. "You are my minion? Why are you attacking me?" She held it by the throat, so it's legs were elevated off the air. It's body continued to levitate into the air, although she was no longer holding it. With a single wave of her hand, the zombie burst into flames and ashes covered the ground. "It's so hard to find good help these days."
"Who are you?" Ana said, slowly circling Magui in a fighting position, ready to attack the first chance she get.
"Put down your fists, little girl, you are nothing." What she said must have set Ana off, because she charged at her. Magui stood there, not caring. Ana threw a punch at her, but she blocked it. A kick. She blocked it. Another punch. She blocked it. "You are just a Slayer. You could never match my power." She waved her hands and Ana's body went hurling across the room as if she was hit with a recking ball. Her body crashed through a glass door and she hit the floor. She turned back to Angel, who had just dismantled another zombie. "So, Angel. Have any interesting dreams lately? Oh, wait, nevermind, that is up to Michael to have the weird dreams, right?"
"If you hurt Michael, I will kill you." Angel glanced towards the direction where Ana's body lay. He then looked back at Magui.
"Oh. I see. Why don't you just go hook up with her anyway? We all know you want too." Magui smiled devilishly. "Oh, wait, again. I can do that. And there is nothing you can do to stop me, because it is my will." She waved her hands and suddenly Ana was healed, Angel was healed, and they both disappeared from sight. "They'll have fun where they are going." She looked at the zombies. "Trust me." She nodded and they all burst into flames. They burnt up into nothing, and ashes covered the floor. "Now, let's see where that beautiful boy of mine is."
* * * * *
Harmony pushed a zombie and it spun backwards, cracking its head on the back of a filing cabinet they had pushed up against the door. "Oops." From the dead body of the zombie, three more appeared. "How do we keep fighting these things anyway?" She pulled her arm back and then cracked a zombie across the jaw.
"I have an idea." Fred ran over to her desk and feverishly searched her desk for a weapon. She found it. Her weapon of choise. The trank gun. "They can't attack or multiply if they are asleep." Fred aimed the gun at one of the zombies and fired. A dark shot out and hit the zombie in the neck. A few seconds later it wobbled and fell on the ground.
"How many of those things do you have?" Harmony kneed a zombie in the stomach and then bitch slapped it in the face, the powerful slap made it fall over.
"Uh. Only four more left. So, remember, no killing!" Fred shot the zombie in the stomach with the trank gun. It stopped moving. "Ok, two down." One of the zombies turned on her. She screamed, elbowing the zombie in the face, and then stepped on its foot. It stepped back and Fred quickly shot the zombie in the arm. It fell to the floor. "Ok, just take out that one zombie and we are good."
"Ok!" Harmony wrapped her arms around the zombie's neck and twisted, snapping its neck. "What? They are dead. Snapping their neck won't do anything. However, snapping their spine will knock them out for a while. Before it heals and they come back, just like vampires."
"Now we just stay in here until--" Fred nearly jumped out of her own skin when she saw Spike walk through the wall. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought she was gunna have a heart attack. Spike scared the Hell outta her. "Spike! What are you doing here?"
"Harmony called me, member? She said you needed help with a possessed girl that Harmony found here. Yeah?" Spike looked around the room and sighed. "Good work, girls." He turned around, expecting to see Michael behind him. "Where'd the little bugger go?"
A knock came on the door. "HELLO! I can't walk through walls like you can." He knocked on the door again.
"Sorry. Ladies? I'm still getting used to this using energy to move thing... thing... so could you maybe move the filing cabinet away from the door for me?" Spike asked.
"Sure." Fred smiled and put her trank gun down on her desk. She and Harmony walked over to the filing cabinet and pried it away from the door. They unlocked the door and stepped back so Michael could get in.
"Ah, thanks." Michael said, rubbing the back of his neck as he walked in. "Everyone ok?"
"Yeah, we're both fine." Fred sighed. "Where's Angel?"
"Angel is no longer in the building right now." Magui said, entering the room. "He and Ana are... well... off... somewhere... gosh! I hope he doesn't loose his soul! You know, with what they are doing, that boy has a tendancy to loose his soul." Fred reached for her trank gun, but Magui was to quick. "Nu uh uh, Fred. Gotta be quicker than that." Magui looked at the gun. If a lazer had just touched it, the trank gun burned up into nothingness. Harmony made her move now, but Magui waved her hand. Harmonys' body flew back into the wall, pinned there. "I'm not out to hurt you people, although it would be a fun concelation price."
"Then what do you want?" Spike focused his energy and stepped forward. "Oh wait. I don't care." Spike made a swing at Magui, but she caught his hand, broke it, and tossed him back into the wall. He bumped into Fred and they both fell onto the floor.
"You are coming with me." Magui grabbed onto Michaels' arm. "We have a lot to talk about." She smiled wickedly back at Harmony, Fred, and Spike, and then in a poof of black mist and a small bolt of green and purple lightning, Magui and Michael disappeared.
it's getting more and more interseting:)
Magui
01-02-2004, 12:38 PM
It is great!,..keep posting..and do not forget Angel loves Buffy,...*cough* 'He and Ana are... well... off... somewhere... gosh! I hope he doesn't loose his soul! You know, with what they are doing, that boy has a tendancy to loose his soul' *cough* ;)
Harmony looked up from the floor. When Magui left, the spells she expelled had weakened and then disappeared completely. She had fallen to the floor. "Where did they go?"
"The bugger probably took Michael out of the building. That would be my guess, seeing how I don't smell him in the building anymore." Spike stood up. How as it possible that he got supernaturally bitch slapped? He was a ghost thing.
"I don't know, but did you see the power that thing had?" Fred stood up, and then helped Harmony and Spike to their feet. "Usually when people are possessed, they can only channel parts of their possessors power. The thing that has control of Magui looks like it was using full power. And if it was only using some of its power, I'd hate to see what it would be like at full strength."
"Should we call Wesley and Gunn? Get the whole gang down here to do a little butt kickin?" Spike asked.
"I don't know. They could end up getting hurt. I mean, did you see that thing? Regenerative zombies. Levitation. Pyrokinesis. Telekinesis. Super strength." Fred thought for a second. "OK, well, they could be helpeful. I mean, Wesley is an x-Watcher, so he might know what to do."
"We got a problem." Harmony picked up a broken piece of the phone. The thing you talk and listen to was broken in half. "I guess during the fight someone sat on it or something." She dropped it on the floor.
"Well, where's Angel? Wasn't he supposed to be here with you?"
--Angels' Penthouse--
Angel lay next to Ana in his bed at the penthouse. They both were breathing heavily after their 'work out'. Angel put an arm around her and hugged her closely to him.
"You weren't so bad, for an angel that is." Ana joked.
"You weren't so bad yourself." Angel smiled, kissing her forehead. Then, with a clap of thunder and lightning from outside, reality came back and shocked them both. Angel sat up in bed, confused at what just happened. "Um. What just happened?"
"I don't know. One minute we were at Wolfram & Hart, then we were here having sex, and now we are..." Her Slayer thinking came into play and she got out of bed, pulling on clothes. "Get dressed, your friends need your help, they are still at the offices."
--Wolfram & Hart, Roof--
"Can we please stop this teleporting thing?! I feel like my stitches are going to tare open and my guts are going to fall out on the floor!" Michael yelled as he appeared on the roof with Magui.
"That would be something I'd like to see." Magui laughed. "I just had to confuse your vampire friends down there. They can't know where we are, or they might try to stop are little conversation. Now, please, sit." She nodded and Michael slowly was pulled back and foced down by an unseen force. He was pushed down onto the edge of the roof.
"Who are you?" Michael asked, glaring back at her.
"Well, you could call me Dad."
Magui
01-02-2004, 08:34 PM
okay,now I'm confused,dad?..keep posting!!!
Magui
01-04-2004, 11:04 PM
hey!,what happened with this?...dad?,huh?,how?,huh?
I'm going to have to put this story on hold for a little while. I'm really really sorry. I just got to much on my hands right now: IE: behind in school, being popular, acting auditions, teenage problems. So, probably by Friday I'll have something posted for you. Sorry again, I hope you read when I update.
"Father? What? I don't understand." Michael looked over the edge. He was atleast 40 stories up in the air. He felt dissy when he looked down and tried to get off the ledge.
"No, sit." Magui pointed at him and then down on the ledge and Michael was pushed down telekinetically. "I think we need to bond as father and son."
"This is really confusing. 1) You are possessing a girl, and a girl can't really be a dad. and 2) I was made from monks." Michael was not trying to be so afraid. If this possesser wanted him dead, he could have done it already.
"Yes, well, I'm not really your father, but I am in a way." Magui sighed, but then smiled. "Here's the really long drawn out explanation." Magui laughed. "You were never created by monks, Michael. That's just something more that was put in your head. You were created by Wolfram & Hart as a catalyst to hold my spirit. You see, I'm just a spirit now, and every human or low level demon I possess usually dies. I'm surprised this girl (Magui) lasted so long, but she's a Slayer, right? Anyway, Wolfram & Hart knew what a powerful client I was when I was alive. So, when I died they used powerful magic to keep my spirit on earth. Then they bound powerful magics again and formed you. You're born from me. They used the essence of my spirit to form who you are. In a way, you come from me, thus making me your father. I can read your thoughts, dear child, and Angel is not your father. Don't be so stupid. You don't have a purpose in this world, a job. The only thing you were made to do, was hold my spirit. Once I enter you, you're mind and spirit goes away, I take over, and you morph into me."
"I think you're lying." Michael said calmly. "How do I know you're not lying?"
"Well, dear child of mine, you know what a Key is correct? Well, where did those books say anything about a Key having powers like you do? Eh? Remote Viewing, Premonitions, Sensing. That is because those are the powers you got when you were born from my spirit."
"Uh... Well... For someone throwing fire and making zombies appear, my powers seem pretty much good powers." Michael nodded.
"That's because you haven't tapped into your true power yet. Here, why don't you let me help you with that." Magui put his hand to his side, and a knife appeared in her hand. She quickly threw the knife at Michael.
He screamed and put his hands up to block the knife. In front of his eyes, the knife caught on fire and disappeared right before his eyes, ashes going everywhere.
"See, that's my boy."
"It's been nice talking to you and all, but the time has come for me to regain my control on my life. You've been a nice listener." Magui stood up and started walking towards Michael.
--Flash back to a chat Michael had with Willow while she was still at Wolfram & Hart after they destroyed the Hellmouth--
"If someone was to tap into my magic, or try to use it against me, I could end up using it against them." Willow smiled. "So, it makes me unbreakable in a way.
--Present--
Michael stood up from the edge of the building and held his hands in balled fists at his sides.
"No, sit back down. It's easer that way." She pointed her fingers at Michael. He put his hand up towards where her finger was and her spell didn't work. "You want to do this the hard way? We can do this the hard way!" She thrust her hand out in front of her and Michael flew off the building. Time slowed down and Michael was able to jump back onto the building. He had tapped into his power. "This is going to be fun."
"You have no idea." Michael glared at her, confidently. He ran at her and thunderclaps crackled behind them as the their hands collided, causing energy to burst out around them. He knocked her hands away and kicked Magui in the chest. She flew back and hit the ground, and got up again. Michael curved his hand and a fireball the size of a bowling ball formed in his hand. He tossed it at her, but she threw one of her own. They hit and fire shot out and knocked both fighters back.
_ _ _ _ _
Angel and Ana ran into the lobby and ran into Fred, Harmony, and Spike. They all looked around.
"Where's Michael?" Angel asked.
Suddenly a powerful bolt of energy shot down. It must have gone through the 40-odd levels of Wolfram & Hart to reach the bottom. They all looked up and saw it was coming from the roof, obviously.
"The roof." Angel took off running towards the stairs.
_ _ _ _ _
"You're really beginning to piss me off...." Magui grabbed Michael's arms and bent it a way it was not meant to. It cracked and broke and he doubled over in pain. "So what if it pisses me off? It's fun." She kicked him and he sailed across the roof. Magui balled her fists and again energy blasted down through the floors again. This time, knocking out a floor support. The building began to shake. Wolfram & Hart was falling.
Magui
01-16-2004, 03:39 PM
that was so cool,keep posting...but,dad?,..ern,,..well,nothing,,. post more!;),,..
Here's an explanation of the dad thing. Michael was made from the spirit of the thing possessing Magui. And if you look at it from human terms, that would make MIchael his son.
Magui
01-17-2004, 01:23 PM
it's okay Parker:: tu ::,..its just weird to read 'Magui is a dad'-stuff...;)..keep posting!
Hope now you understand everything M..and Mike keep posting!!!
vBulletin® v3.7.3, Copyright ©2000-2008, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.