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That's right, nice.
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That's right, TWO.
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Welcome to Episode 3
Prologue: Angelnappers
Last Thursday, 3AM.
Angel tossed and turned in his giant four poster bed. He turned to the clock 3AM, he'd been laying here trying to get to sleep for an hour and a half, it'd be daybreak soon.
He swung his legs over the edge of his bed and opened the drawer of his bedside nightstand. His cold hand reached into the oak inclosure and pulled out a half empty, wrinkled pack of Newports and a zippo lighter.
Opening the door to his balcony a cold wind exploded into the halfdressed and indifferent Angel.
He shut the door behind him and leaned against the railing.
A figure darted about above Angel's head as he lit a cigarette.
Angel looked up and saw a figure dropping onto the balcony.
He cocked his head. "Impressive gadgets."
The teenage boy was small for his age, no taller than 5"3'. His build was healthy, stocky, but not fat, his torso resembled an on end rectangle.
The boy examined Angel closely, as Angel did the same to him.
As his partner occupied their undead victim, a second boy dropped from above, his hair short and spiked, much leaner and taller than the first boy.
This second boy tapped Angel's shoulder and as the vampire turned to see who this new visitor was, the stockier boy took a stun gun to the back of Angel's neck.
Chapter 1: The Place is Crawling With Them
Monday 7:45AM.
Tara straddled a stool at the breakfast table, her kix cereal looking quite appetizing.
She smiled as Giles shuffled into the kitchen, his old Englishman slippers making his movements fluid and slick. "What do you bloody mean we're out of tea?" He fumbled around the stove, peering inside the kettle. "The kettle is empty..."
"It happens."
The front door swung open and Jenny walked in, dressed in a stylish business suit, her hair up in a bun held by a pair of hair chopsticks. (or whatever those things are, sorry, I'm a lesbian, an excellent excuse to be lacking in style)
She waved an oaktag folder in front of Giles' face. "We have a huge shipment of dusty, musky old books coming into the Museum, we need to get going!"
Giles looked at her, a dishearted frown on his aged face. "...There's no tea..."
"You drank it all yesterday, Rupert. Which is why I brought you this." Jenny lifted her other hand, in which resided a hot cup of tea from one of the 89 starbucks in town.
Giles' eyes lit up. "Why thank you!" He took the styrofoam cup gleefully.
Jenny smiled lovingly before turning her attention to Tara. "Tare, we're heading right by the school, would you like a ride?"
Tara frowned. Giles had one hand around Jenny's waist. "No, I'm going to walk. I'm meeting Will and Xan."
School, Monday, 12:30PM
Willow and Tara sat underneith a tree as their lunch hour passed with each tender kiss and gentle touch.
"Weird. So are they like, going out?"
Tara frowned and leaned back into the comfort of Willow's arms. "I don't know, but their awfully close, touchy feely."
"And it's kind of intrusive?" Willow felt Tara's head nod into her shoulder. She kissed the blonde hair under her chin. "It'll all be okay."
The two boys from the preivous night walked by the couple, the taller one tripped carelessly over Tara's foot.
She leaned to him. "Oh, gosh, I'm really sorry."
"No," He smiled, "It's fine, I should have been looking where I was going. Clumsy me." He let out a short giggle.
His friend helped him up and drug him several yards away.
Tara frowned and burried her face in Willow's neck.
Meanwhile, the stocky boy shoved his friend against a nearby tree. "Don't think I didn't know you did that on purpose, Andrew!"
"God Johnathan, calm down."
"No, Andrew, I'm not going to calm down. Warren told you to stay away from her!"
Andrew hung his head in shame.
"You're in enough trouble with Warren already. Don't make it worse."
The blonde frowned. "Sheesh, I just wanted to talk to her."
"Yeah, well, you know what'll happen to her if she gets in the way...so if you don't want her dead, don't be stupid."
Back with the girls, Willow's brow creased. "What's wrong Tare?"
"He was a witch."
"What?"
Tara frowned. "The guy, at the tree, both of them, they're witches."
Xander had walked up soon enough to hear the last part of Tara's comment.
He looked over his shoulder and saw the two boys. "Witches, eh? This place is crawling with 'em." Xander sat crosslegged beside the girls.
Willow looked away from Johnathan and Andrew. "Do you think they're...you know...evil?"
"I don't know, it's a trait isn't it? A witch is a witch."
Xander smiled. "Yeah but you're not--"
"Evil? Thanks for noticing."
Willow's foot tapped Xander's shin and she nodded her head to an aproaching Ethan.
"There you hooligans are. Tara, I need a word with you."
In the principal's office, Tara sqirmed uncomfortably in her given chair.
"Something has happened Tara."
"Whatever it was, I don't think I did it. And neither did Willow or Xand--"
"No, you misunderstood. Angel has...well...disappeared."
Tara's head snapped back in shock. "What?"
"He's been gone for days, something must have happened." Ethan stared uncomfortably out the window.
Tara cocked her head. "Well, maybe he just left? Not the most considerate of people, you know...tried to kill me twice..."
Ethan darted to Tara. "No, he wouldn't do that, you have to speak to Giles about this."
"Why can't you just leave us alone?"
"This isn't a game..."
Tara scowled. "I didn't ask to be a part of this."
"You're not the first person I've heard that from. Look, just tell Giles. If someone has taken or killed Angel they may be after Rupert next." Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"Okay. I'll tell him."
"Thank you."
Tara stood and exited the office. "You're welcome."
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"I am vindicated, I am selfish I am wrong, I am right I swear I'm right I swear I knew it all along. And I am flawed but I am cleaning up so well, I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself so clear." -Dashboard Confessional
by ambersagoddess » Fri Apr 08, 2005 11:37 pm 
... hehe... but great update! RL has been holding me back from the replying here... But i still love this stroy!!
