Nothing could have prepared me for the direction things were about to take at the moment. Tonight was supposed to be about Homecoming. Celebrating. I think it's what Willow would have wanted. I couldn't say the same for Cordelia. She's a vampire now. She doesn't care. Although, we could have celebrated for her in a different. Well, for
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It was obvious to me what was happening, and in another life, I might have hurt the old guy, but that wasn't the case now. He called himself a watcher and I wasn't filled with recollections about watcher tales from Adria or Brandy, but I did hear of them before. Watchers gave guidance to slayers, so I didn't get angered with him. If I wanted to work with Buffy and hopefully so much more, then I had to get along with him. After all, his mission was to help Buffy, which was he same mission for me.
I was about to answer, when Buffy spoke up.
"Wait. Giles, this happened to him, recently. He wasn't really cursed with a soul."
I cringed, but didn't show it. I knew that this Giles had probably heard of the Sofilar's, the great vampire-hunting benevolent demons of Europe, and he would look at them as if they were allies. I was going to have to tell him the truth.
"Right? I mean, Angel was cursed and if he has any happiness he loses it, but it's not the same with Justin. You see, he g-got into a fight with these demons..."
That was true. I was nothing like Angel. Except that he seemed to be involved in Buffy's life. Although, hearing that Angel could lose his soul, which meant that he could revert to evil again, was stunning.
"Why don't I let Justin tell you what happened."
I put my hands at my waist and folded them together, first smiling at Giles and then at Buffy, who was beautiful when she smiled.
"If I found Justin a threat, you know I wouldn't have brought him here. Just let him explain everything to you. I promise, you'll change your mind."
She really didn't whisper it to Giles and I heard what she had told him. I wasn't so convinced.
"Giles, I'd be lying if I told you that guilt didn't ravage me over how I'd gotten this soul in my chest. I don't know anything about Angel, or why I have my soul, but I don't think that I could ever lose mine..."
I looked at Buffy. I was stalling, and looked at her for comfort. I then looked at Giles. "As a watcher, you've no doubt heard of the Sofilar demons?"
He nodded.
I knew that this was the point where he might reject me on a permanent basis. If I wasn't convincing, yet honest, then he would probably cast a shadow on me being with Buffy. There was nothing in the world for me but this now, and I wanted to fight evil and attain proximity to Buffy. I wasn't sure of how strong Buffy's relationship to Giles was, or if she would ignore him if she wanted to be with me or around me, but I knew that it wasn't going to help the two of us from the start, if her watcher looked at me as a monster and only a monster, with no man in him.
He was waiting, and I tried my best to start the story, apathetically, as to not revel in my victory over the Sofilars, while still being honest, curt and not fake.
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I had just put a lot on both of them, but especially on this Giles. He looked like he didn't know how to respond. It was interrupted as the police arrived, and he went to talk to them, while I was left alone with Buffy. I smiled at her.
"That was a lot for him to absorb, I realize..."
Minutes later, he came back and said that we should leave. We started towards his home. He was still leery of me, but seemed to have softened a bit.
He had a small car and I scrunched myself in the back of it as he drove towards his home. His allowing me into his car was something that I took as a good sign.
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