Off to England. Joy. From beautiesnbeasts
One day, I wake up in a cold sweat, my head buzzin' fer no good reason, and the next, I'm trying to find some lass who was being tortured by her boyfriend. I wasn't cut out fer all of dat. I'm a lover, not a fighter, you know. Sure, as a demon, my power is greater den it is when I'm in human form, but as Harri told me, befer she divorced me, I had tuh get in touch with my demon side.
Harri accepted my demon side more den I did, and Harri, befer she left me dat is, was better at fighting those violent skells den I was. Hell, I musta broke my hand three times, and then Harri would just hot them with a baseball bat and it was over. But, the visions took their toll on de boat of us, and she left, leaving me alone with the false champion angle, with a broken heart, and my ace in de hole in de fighting department gone.
Den, finally, I received something, uder den a splitting headache from the powers-that-be, visions about my place and about the one dat would help me in dis journey. My place was sorta undefined, why I received de visions in de first place, dat is, but a helper, a real champion was supposed tuh be helping me all along. Dey just wanted to test me and have me alone, or with Harri as it were, for awhile, to see what I was made of.
I guess dat dey really didn't see it, because all along, I would have been much happier at a strip club with a bottle of ale in my hands. But, dey did give me a name. Dat name was Angel. Angel was to be my new recruit, already helping in Sunnydale with de slayer. I was ready to go, not that road trips were my favorite ding in de world, especially ones up north, because who wanted tuh go dere? But hey, dis was to help me get away from de lonely nights and de getting my skull crunched by no-necks. I was on my way, in de middle of the day, when I nearly crashed, and the vision that I got was harrowing. Angel had become the evil vampire of the past who's sins he was supposed to be atoning fer.
I turned around, after pulling back on tuh de road from the sandbars at its side, dinking dat one more evil vampire, even one as evil as Angelus, was no shock to de world as a hole. Finally, anuder vision hit me, and of curse, this time I was ready fer it, already pulled over and away from de oncoming vehicles. Dis vision wasn't helping my mood. Now, not only did I have to go furder den up north, but I had tuh go to a nest of evil vampires across the ocean and get on a plane in de process.
I had to go see Rory the ravager Bronson, who like Angel, was a major player in disaster over de years and to do dat, I had to get on a plane and fly to England. It seems dat since Angelus was back and not going anywhere, dat de powers-dat-be were playing hardball and I was de instrument. In Sunnydale, already, dere was dis uder cat, anuder vampire named Justin, who seemed to know his place. But, de powers wanted somebody else involved, somebody else who's vampiric course had been altered by a soul. Now, I had to go see Rory and convince him to come to America. Not only dat, but I had to deal with Fangdan and all of the uder vampires there too.
This was going tuh be fun.
Harri accepted my demon side more den I did, and Harri, befer she left me dat is, was better at fighting those violent skells den I was. Hell, I musta broke my hand three times, and then Harri would just hot them with a baseball bat and it was over. But, the visions took their toll on de boat of us, and she left, leaving me alone with the false champion angle, with a broken heart, and my ace in de hole in de fighting department gone.
Den, finally, I received something, uder den a splitting headache from the powers-that-be, visions about my place and about the one dat would help me in dis journey. My place was sorta undefined, why I received de visions in de first place, dat is, but a helper, a real champion was supposed tuh be helping me all along. Dey just wanted to test me and have me alone, or with Harri as it were, for awhile, to see what I was made of.
I guess dat dey really didn't see it, because all along, I would have been much happier at a strip club with a bottle of ale in my hands. But, dey did give me a name. Dat name was Angel. Angel was to be my new recruit, already helping in Sunnydale with de slayer. I was ready to go, not that road trips were my favorite ding in de world, especially ones up north, because who wanted tuh go dere? But hey, dis was to help me get away from de lonely nights and de getting my skull crunched by no-necks. I was on my way, in de middle of the day, when I nearly crashed, and the vision that I got was harrowing. Angel had become the evil vampire of the past who's sins he was supposed to be atoning fer.
I turned around, after pulling back on tuh de road from the sandbars at its side, dinking dat one more evil vampire, even one as evil as Angelus, was no shock to de world as a hole. Finally, anuder vision hit me, and of curse, this time I was ready fer it, already pulled over and away from de oncoming vehicles. Dis vision wasn't helping my mood. Now, not only did I have to go furder den up north, but I had tuh go to a nest of evil vampires across the ocean and get on a plane in de process.
I had to go see Rory the ravager Bronson, who like Angel, was a major player in disaster over de years and to do dat, I had to get on a plane and fly to England. It seems dat since Angelus was back and not going anywhere, dat de powers-dat-be were playing hardball and I was de instrument. In Sunnydale, already, dere was dis uder cat, anuder vampire named Justin, who seemed to know his place. But, de powers wanted somebody else involved, somebody else who's vampiric course had been altered by a soul. Now, I had to go see Rory and convince him to come to America. Not only dat, but I had to deal with Fangdan and all of the uder vampires there too.
This was going tuh be fun.