Awaken from genesis_la
My eyes opened. I looked around. It didn't take me long to realize that I was in a hospital. I swung my legs over to the side of the bed. Once I stood, and I fell back on the bed. "Dammit! Talk about losing control of my whole body. Come on, legs. Get a move on!" To my relief, I was the only one in the room. At least I didn't have to share with anyone. Especially, an old smelly person. Angel probably made sure to give me the best.
Angel. I remember everything. When I mean everything, I mean everything. Jasmine, Connor. Skip. I better not see him, again. I'll kill him. My chance with Angel was ruined, thanks to him. To actually believe I was doing the right thing. All along, Skip used my body to create a demon spawn. Unbelievable. No one does that to Cordelia and gets away with it. He took me away from everyone I loved. Manipulated my body and everyone around me. That thing that came back, wasn't me. I tried so many times to call out, but nothing came through. I knew it wasn't the work of the PTB's. Unfortunately, I had to sit back and watch everything play out. I mean, I was stuck for a year! I've been through enough torture for one lifetime. Thank God, it's over. Well, at least that end of the chapter is over.
Now, I believe the real PTB's are talking to me. I was awakened, tonight, for a purpose. "Let's try this, again." I stood up, again, and this time, I walked. It took all my strength, but it worked. Angel was in danger. Wolfram and Hart. Eve. Nina. You probably didn't think I knew about them, huh? Angel, you are so going to pay for that. Fred. Poor, Fred. She's not even...herself, anymore. I saw everything. I'm seeing everything at this very moment.
I saw Wesley and Illyria. "It's not fatal. It hurts like a bitch, Illyria, and thank God for your timing, but we need to get to that alley near the Hyperion, now." I saw Gunn killing the Senator. So many visions were going in my head, when I was asleep. Everything is coming back to me. Spike is saving the baby from those fugly demons. Or, he did. It was a little blurry. It was weird that Spike was around. Considering, the last time we saw him, he was trying to kill Angel.
I'm sure Lorne was dead, right now. Lindsey's responsible for it. "This isn't fair. Why are you showing me things that already happened? It's too late to put Angel back on his path. Maybe, you should have woke me up a few months ago. Hello? What am I supposed to do with the vision, now?" I rolled my eyes. Then it hit me. The troops are gathering. Buffy, Xander, Giles, Faith, a bunch of slayers. Some military guys. They're all coming here. I have to help. This is the ending battle.
"I don't know about you two, but I want to slay the dragon..."
Angel. I have to get to him. The hotel. That's where he's at. "I so need to get out of here." I walked by a mirror and I stopped. "Oh god. Just as soon as I shampoo my hair, take a three hour shower and get this pathetic looking moo moo of a nightgown off of me." My hand went into my hair. "My hair. This is not fair on so many levels." I looked up at the ceiling. "Hang in there, Angel. I'll be there as soon as I can."
I ran into the bathroom to get ready. Crap. Did I have any clothes?
Angel. I remember everything. When I mean everything, I mean everything. Jasmine, Connor. Skip. I better not see him, again. I'll kill him. My chance with Angel was ruined, thanks to him. To actually believe I was doing the right thing. All along, Skip used my body to create a demon spawn. Unbelievable. No one does that to Cordelia and gets away with it. He took me away from everyone I loved. Manipulated my body and everyone around me. That thing that came back, wasn't me. I tried so many times to call out, but nothing came through. I knew it wasn't the work of the PTB's. Unfortunately, I had to sit back and watch everything play out. I mean, I was stuck for a year! I've been through enough torture for one lifetime. Thank God, it's over. Well, at least that end of the chapter is over.
Now, I believe the real PTB's are talking to me. I was awakened, tonight, for a purpose. "Let's try this, again." I stood up, again, and this time, I walked. It took all my strength, but it worked. Angel was in danger. Wolfram and Hart. Eve. Nina. You probably didn't think I knew about them, huh? Angel, you are so going to pay for that. Fred. Poor, Fred. She's not even...herself, anymore. I saw everything. I'm seeing everything at this very moment.
I saw Wesley and Illyria. "It's not fatal. It hurts like a bitch, Illyria, and thank God for your timing, but we need to get to that alley near the Hyperion, now." I saw Gunn killing the Senator. So many visions were going in my head, when I was asleep. Everything is coming back to me. Spike is saving the baby from those fugly demons. Or, he did. It was a little blurry. It was weird that Spike was around. Considering, the last time we saw him, he was trying to kill Angel.
I'm sure Lorne was dead, right now. Lindsey's responsible for it. "This isn't fair. Why are you showing me things that already happened? It's too late to put Angel back on his path. Maybe, you should have woke me up a few months ago. Hello? What am I supposed to do with the vision, now?" I rolled my eyes. Then it hit me. The troops are gathering. Buffy, Xander, Giles, Faith, a bunch of slayers. Some military guys. They're all coming here. I have to help. This is the ending battle.
"I don't know about you two, but I want to slay the dragon..."
Angel. I have to get to him. The hotel. That's where he's at. "I so need to get out of here." I walked by a mirror and I stopped. "Oh god. Just as soon as I shampoo my hair, take a three hour shower and get this pathetic looking moo moo of a nightgown off of me." My hand went into my hair. "My hair. This is not fair on so many levels." I looked up at the ceiling. "Hang in there, Angel. I'll be there as soon as I can."
I ran into the bathroom to get ready. Crap. Did I have any clothes?