Firefly/Angel Crossover fanfic. Teaser/Prologue
The other day I was rather much attacked by a, really it was rather much insane, idea. and i just wasn't going to leave me alone until i did something with it. A Firefly/Angel crossover fic. yes i like to play mix and match with my Joss fandoms as you can most likely tell if you've ever seen any of my last few vids on youtube.
I don't really have too much in the way of plot planned out yet, thought i do have 4 pages of character/background notes.
And i've written... well it was supposed to be a prologue but it ended up feeling more like a pre-cedits teaser. I can practically hear the dramatic cut to credits music. (I am putting a credis style vid together to go with this too)
but anyway I figured i'd post said 'teaser' here so i can get feedback and such. so if ou read it pleas leave a comment as to what you think of it.
Shadows of the Day
Serenity was swiftly becoming more and more of a problem for Wolfram and Hart. For a time it had been easy to disregard, it was the natural way of those type of people to cause trouble. But as time went on things continued to get worse. The loss of the carrion house and a fair number of employees dead both there and in Niska’s skyplex… in the long run these were small things though. But now the latest offence, and by far worst, the Miranda broadwave, could not be overlooked.
The CEO of the Londinium office drummed his fingers on his desk as he looked over the file before flipping it closed and sliding it across the deck to a tall well dressed man.
“I trust that you’ve reviewed the contents of that file before?” The CEO asked the man across from him.
“Yes. The Senior Partners consider this as a matter of great importance. Both in eliminating the trouble that that Firefly continuously causes and in finally retrieving the girl.”
“You will be able to take care of this then?”
“Of course.”
“Very good.” The CEO dismissed the man with a nod of his head.
The man picked up the Serenity file from the desk and walked out of the office, pausing only briefly to collect his ’pet’.
“We have a problem to solve bitch, lets go.”
His pet followed at his heals, head bowed.
A problem to be solved. It had been a quite some time since the Senior Partners had let him deal with a problem as large as this. Not since Angel.
Angel.
There was a twinge in his neck at the very thought of the vampire. Even after over 500 years his neck still ached at the name.
He forced it from his mind. There would be no failure on his part this time.
There was a problem to be solved and Marcus Hamilton was a problem solver.