I wandered around with the Slayer, pretending (and disgusting) to be my ensouled self ( Read more... )

A vampire's fist was caught right above my head, and I twisted it behind his back. My free hand held the stake that I reached infront of him, plunging it home into his heart. Coughing a bit at the dust, I wiped a few of the blonde strands of hair that had fallen in my face ( Read more... )

I saw Angelus, and I saw myself. This..was not good ( Read more... )

I loved him. I really, truly did love him. Angel, was...Angel. How else can you explain it ( Read more... )

All I remembered at first was the pain ( Read more... )