There had been murmurs for some time that somewhere on the island was a portal. No one could say where the portal lead to, but those who had gone in hadn't come back. If a hole to a magical land had appeared anywhere else, most people would have the sense to stay away from it, but this island wasn't "anywhere else", so the number of occupants ( Read more... )

Things just kept on getting stranger on this island. Was strange to begin with but as all these new faces started showin’ up everything was different. Didn’t really pay much attention to them anyways, only cared bout Claire and Aaron and keepin’ them safe. Always paid close attention to who was talkin’ to her, unless of course it was Jack or Kate ( Read more... )

Being an intern at Wolfram&Hart wasn't exactly the eye opening experience that Cordelia had insisted it was going to be; mostly I found myself running for coffee and dry-cleaning and wondering just how much of that coffee and dry-cleaning was actually evil. The menial day to day tasks were pretty much exactly that, and I was no closer to figuring ( Read more... )

What the hell was going on? I got to have a chat with my dead little sister, Faith and I had our little talk with the 'island', the kids had gone missing when we got back to the beach, and now Faith had disappeared now that we were out looking for them. She wasn't around anywhere and now I was stuck trying to find Faith and the kids. Wonderful ( Read more... )

I screamed for my kids til my throat was raw and my voice was ragged. I dunno why I kept expecting them to just pop out of the woodwork but I did. They had to be in the jungle somewhere right? They'd probably just took off to play some hide and seek. Except if they just ran off to play why were there darts stickin' out of Connor and Harry? God, ( Read more... )

When Harry and I finally made it back to the beach I felt like I needed to play parent with both he and Faith. God, they both just had stormed off in opposite directions. What was I supposed to do in that? The last thing we needed right now was to be pissed off at each other. Of course, that seemed to the running theme. Getting pissed at each ( Read more... )

I'd been keeping an eye on Clark, at least the best I could, since we took that necklace off of him. I wanted to make sure that if he did freak out again I could get that meteor rock into play before anyone got hurt. I didn't think he'd cause any problems, right now he was shying away from letting anyone within about 100 feet of him. He was ( Read more... )

Slayers aren't supposed to need much sleep. Least that was the shit my first watcher used to dish out when I'd complain about goin' for a run at six a.m. every damn morning. You're not supposed to need as much sleep or food or water as your regular Joe Schmo. Which, to be fair comes in handy when you're...say, trapped underground with a bunch of ( Read more... )

Once Faith woke up the kids were determined to get some quality time with her. Angel was tired so I excused myself to go try and find Dawn. I wanted to see for myself that she was ok, and it had been too long since I saw her. Halfway down the beach, I heard a voice that I hadn't heard since I was a child. A chill ran up my spine, as I turned my ( Read more... )

I can't believe what I've done ( Read more... )