Blue Eyes

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BlueEyedVampire
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Title: Blue Eyes
Author: Me
Rating: 12
Couples: Fred/Wesley (but it' isn't about them.)
Characters: Angel, Wesley, Spike, Fred, Gunn, Harmony, Lorne.
New Characters: Lily, Ionay.
Plot: When a new client goes in search of Angel to help her fight a metomorphic demon called Ionay, it could be the biggest case the gang has worked on.
Season: 5
After Episode: It could be inserted anywhere after Spike's arrival..

Chapter One - Arrival

If ever he had seen such a thing, Angel could not remember. Whe was so small, yet seemed so wise. "Who are you?" he stammered, unsure and afraid.

"Lily," she said. "My name is Lily, and I need your assistants, Angel." She looked to be merely thirteen, but her eyes, her deep, blue eyes suggested more wisedom than thirteen years could hold.

"This isn't a place for children," said Angel, though he knew she could not be a child, as her looks suggested. "This is a dark, dangerous place."

"Believe me," said Lily, "I know. Wolferm and Hart is the last place I want to find myself, but you're here, and I need your help." Then she lauged. It was a beautiful sound. "And it is funny that you call me a child, considering I am a hundred and twenty-eight, but I will excuse that. My looks do suggest youth, don't they?"

Angel nodded, at a loss for words. "How...why...?"

Lily held her hand to silence him. "I'm a vampire, like you, Angel," she explained. "I was bitten when I was thirteen, thus I appear thirteen. Now, shall I explain my problem?"

"Yes," said Angel. "Why are you here?"

"I'm having a few problems... you know, demon problems." Lily sighed. "About thirty years ago, I found a prophecy, in which I was mentioned. It stated that the young vampire with eyes of blue, was to either kill or be killed by the metomorphic demon, Ionay."

"Metomorphic demon?" asked Angel.

Lily nodded. "Ionay can change into any form at any time in any place, and she knows I'm in LA, too. I need your help to stop it. I know I can't do it alone."

Angel had never heard of such a case. How can you stop a metomorphic demon, was his first thought, but, unable to turn Lily away, Angel agreed to help her.

"Oh, thank you," said Lily. "I know you can help me."

As she left the office, Angel whispered to himself, "I hope I can help you... HARMONY!"

Harmony hurried in. "Yeah, bossy?" she asked, a pink unicorn still clutched in her neetly manicured fingure nails.

"Get Wesley to look up information on Metomorphic Demons and any prophecies that mention Ionay or a vampire with blue eyes. ASAP."

"I'm on it!" said Harmony, hurrying out.

And so began one of the toughest cases Angel would ever encounter in all of his long years.
 
Chapter Two

"Here you are," said Wesley, laying a unusually small stack of papers on Angel's desk. "Everything I could find on Metomorphic Demons. It's not much, really. They're supposed to be really rare."

"Did you find the prophecy?" Angel asked, flipping through the tiny stack with a disappointed look on his face.

"Yes," said Wesley, slowly. "But it's in another language."

"Then translate it," said Angel. "Come one, Wes, this is important."

"That's the thing, Angel," said Wesley. "It's a language I've never seen. I can't translate it if I don't know the language."

Angel tapped his fingers on his desk. "Okay," he said. "Fine. Just... just try to figure it out. Hopefully it'll give us some hints to what is really going on here."

"I will," said Wesley. "Anything else you need me to do?"

"Yeah," said Angel. "Have Harmony call Lily. I need to get some more information from her... and Wes?"

"Yeah?" Wesley asked, just before he turned to leave.

"How do you stop something that could be anything, anywhere, at anytime? How do you know that's it or..."

Wes looked at Angel. "You know that's a question I can't answer. I do the research, defeating is your job. I'll get Harmony to call Lily."

"Thanks," said Angel, beginning to read the stack of papers. "This is hopeless," he whispered. "There is no way I can do this... not with out more help, anyway."
 
Chapter Three

"What else can I tell you?" Lily asked, peering at Angel with those eyes. "What more is there to tell, Angel? Ionay is in LA and she'll want to kill me."

"I'm sorry, Lily, but I don't know how to look for her if she could be anything. How do I know what to look for?" Angel asked, returning Lily's stare.

"Well, a give away might be that someone is trying to kill me in some demonic way!" said Lily, in a tone that reminded Angel of Harmony.

Angel couldn't say anything before the door opened. Fred stepped in. "Angel," she said. "Sorry to interupt, but we have a problem."

"What?" asked Angel, sounding angry.

"Well, uh, a thirteen year old girl was just found with a stake through her heart," said Fred. "She's downstairs."

Angel and Lily glanced at each other. They both knew what the other was thinking. "Ionay has never seen me," Lily whispered to Angel. "She just knows I look thirteen and I have blue eyes."

"So does this girl," said Fred. "She has blue eyes. Angel, do you want to come look at this?"

"No," Angel replied. "I think I know what it is."

"Angel," said Lily, "at this rate, she'll kill every blue eyed thirteen year old girl in LA. Kids aren't safe. We.... we have to do something, and quick, too."

Angel nodded. "Fred," he said, "where's Spike? I might actually be able to use his help."

Fred, slightly surprised, said, "I'll get him." And she hurried off.

"Spike?" said Lily. "Buffy told me about him."

"You know Buffy?" said Angel in surprise.

Lily nodded. "She nearly killed me. See..." Lily lowered the neck of her shirt to reveal a dark scar above her heart. "It took her three attempts to realize I wasn't evil."

Angel shook his head. He'd had to many surprises in one day... way to many...
 
Lily had gone down with Fred to see the staked thirteen year old. Angel sat, staring out at LA. "Out there," he though, "there is a demon that can change into anything that is killing young girls! God, what am I going to do. I can't tell her I can't help... but how can I do this!!!"

Spike walked in. "Fred says you need my help. Who are you and what have you done with Angel?"

"Very funny, Spike," said Angel, turning to face him. "But really, I need your help. Have you ever heard of the demon Ionay? She's a metomorphic demon."

"Yeah. She's my ex. Turning out to be a bit loony, actually. It got really freaky when she started multiplying herself at light speed... but what do you want with that weirdo?" Spike asked.

"Okay, you used to date her?" said Angel. "Never mind. I don't know why I'm surprised. Anyway.... wait, multiplying? She can multiply, too?"

"Yeah," said Spike. "But what do you want with Ionay?"

"New client," said Angel. "Ionay wants her dead. I was hoping you can help me find her."

"That's all?" said Spike. "That might be difficult, mate. She tried to kill me last time I saw her. I'll see what I can do, but I doubt it'll be a happy meeting."

"Once again, I don't know why I'm surprised," said Angel.
 
"Sorry," said Wesley as he bumped into the small girl, though he didn't know who she was.

"Oh, it's my fault," said Lily, peering up at him.

Wesley jumped.

"What is it?" Lily asked.

"Nothing... nothing... you look just like... no one... nothing..." said Wesley.

"Don't be silly," said Lily. "Who?"

"My... my little sister, Nichole. She died a long time ago. She had the same eyes as you do. She was your age when she died."

"She was one hundred and twenty eight?" Lily asked.

"No... no..." said Wesley. "She was thirteen. You must be Angel's new client. Are you the one that has the metomorphic demon problem?"

Lily nodded. "That means you're Wesley, doesn't it?"

Wes nodded.

"Good to meet you then," said Lily. "I better be going though. I have to meet Angel and Spike upstairs."

"Okay," said Wes. "Nice.... Nice to meet you, Lily..." he said. As Lily passed, he was left with a strage feeling. A feeling that told him that he would see more of Lily, and that she would become important to him.
 
"So that's the plan," said Angel. "What do you think, Lily?"

"i think I've never heard a plan with so many flaws, personally," said Lily.

"Agreed," said Spike. "You are putting me in to much danger, I think."

Angel ignored Spike. "Well, it's the best idea we have. Do you want to attempt it, at least?"

"Anything to get Ionay away from me and the girls of LA." said Lily. "I don't want anymore girls to die because of me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

"Oh, so you care about a much of snotty girls, but not me?" said Spike. "I feel loved..."

"Get over yourself, Spike," said Lily.

Angel smiled. "Finally," said Angel, "someone else tells him that."

"Let's just," said Lily, "do it and see if it works. We need a plan B, though. Any ideas.... why did I even ask? If we had other ideas we wouldn't use this one."

"I think you're getting the hang of this place, Lily," said Angel.
 
NOTE: Magui, it goes into that in the next section. It talks about Lily's background.

"Angel," said Lily, after Spike had walked out with a scowl. "I want to explain something to you. Is that okay?"

"Yeah," said Angel.

"I was bitten when I was thirteen, and I was devistated. I withdrew from society completely. I, uh, I never saw my familiy again. It's weird, and it may be because of my young, spirited age, but I had no desire to actually kill people. I never have. Anyway, that's why I'm different. I was worried you wouldn't help me because I was a vampire... you understand." said Lily.

"I know," said Angel. "I knew you were good... no evil could have those eyes..."

Lily shook her head. "You don't know that," she said. "You don't know what can hide behind blue eyes. I've seen much evil behind a pretty face. Believe me..."
 
The door to Angel's office slowly creaked open."Hello Wesley," he said with out even looking. "What do you need?"

"I nneed to talk to you about Lily," said Wesley. "I just met her. It was a little... bizzarre..."

Angel looked up at him. "Let me guess," he said. "Her eyes, right? How blue they are? It's creapy, isn't it?"

"no, not that," said Wesley. "Well... yeah... I don't know. Angel, I never told you this, but I had a sister, Nichole, before I met you. She was thirteen when she died and she... she had Lily's eyes, Angel."

"So?" asked Angel.

I just have this feeling... I don't know what it is, but I feel like... like... like I'm going to play a big part in her life, or something. Have you ever had that feeling, Angel?" Wesley asked.

"Everyday," said Angel.

"Well, I haven't," said Wesley, "and I'm a little scared, really. What if it isn't a good thing that I will play a big part? What if I mess everything up? What if..."

"Don't waist your precious time on 'What ifs' ,Wesley," said Angel. "Just relax. You won't mess anything up. You don't even know what part you will play, so it's a waist to worry about it. You can't control the future, and I think you should know that by now, Wesley."
 
Footsteps neared in the dark as Spike stood waiting. A woman appeared. She was tall with long, brown hair and was dressed in black. She was pretty, but the air of evil that sorrounded her seemed to lessen that beauty. She removed a pair of sunglasses to reveal her own pair of shining, blue eyes.

"Hello, Ionay," said Spike. "Long time, no see."

"Cut to the chase, Spike," said Ionay. "I don't have time to chat with ex-boyfriends, especially in the alley of Wolferm and Hart. What do you want?"

"Do I have to have a reason for calling up an old flame? Can't it just be considered nice or romantic, like it used to be?" Spike asked, stalling.

Ionay crossed her arms and gave Spike a look that clearly meant, "Be serious."

"You're right," Spike admitted. "That doesn't sound like me, does it?"

"Not at all," said Ionay. "Now, what do you really want?"

"It's not him that wants you," said a voice from behind Ionay. Angel appeared and looked her directly in the eyes, surprised by their likeness to Lily's.

"Who are you?" Ionay asked. "A friend of Spike's?"

"The person you're trying to kill is my client," said Angel. "I don't appreciate your murder attempts, or that you are killing all the girls in LA in search of her."

Ionay turned to Spike. "Was this a trap?" she asked. "I new you were low ,Spike, but now this low! What happened to the hansomly evil Spike I knew? Are you working with this do-gooder, now?"

"I'm afraid so," said Spike.

"You'll regret this," Ionay told him. Then she turned to Angel. "Tell Lily," she said, "that her days are numbered. I'll find her soon enough."

"I don't think so," said Angel. Then, with speed, he lunged at her, but Ionay, surprisingly, was to fast for him. She lept out of the way and took off down the alley with lightening agility. She was to fast for Angel to catch her. It seemed he had finally met his match.
 
Woah lots to read, lol. It's a good story. Post something new soon 🙂
 
Often, Lily would take off for a while and not be seen for a while. After Angel and Ionay's run in, LIly vanished for nearly a month. Many things happened dearing that month. First off, Wesly and Fred fell in love.

LIly returned one day, to Angel's surprise, with haunting news. "I went to England," she told him. "I thought I would be able to escape from her if I went some where far away, but she found me. I don't know how, but she knew where I was."

Lily, Angel saw, was very shaken up. "I don't know what good I am, Lily," he admitted. "I tried to face her, and you know how that turned out. She's fast, and Spike says she can multiply rapidly."

Lily was surprised. "I didn't know that," she said. "That means we have a lot to deal with, then."

Angel nodded. "A lot..."

Meanwhile, Wesley and Fred were eating lunch down stairs. "Lily is back," Fred told him. "Apparently, she went to England to try to distract Ionay, but she found her there, too. She's pretty shaken up."

Wesley looked surprised. "How do you know this before I do?" he asked.

"Because I met her in the hall when she was walking up to see Angel," Fred replied with a smile.

Wesley laughed. "So," he said after a moment, "England? How did Ionay find her all the way in England?"

Fred shrugged. "She doesn't know. That's why she's upset."

"With reason, then," siad Wesley. "I'd be worried, too."

Fred nodded. "So would I."
 
Wesley entered Angel's office. Angel wasn't in there, but Lily, her blue eyes peering at Wesley, was sitting at his desk. "Hi, Wesley," she said, sounding happy to see him in her brisk, flowing voice. "Long time, no see."

"I heard you went to England," said Wesley, sitting down across from her, as if she were an old high school friend he hadn't seen in ages, but had heard a bit of gossip about. "Ionay tracked you down there, too?"

Lily nodded. "I heard a bit of gossip about you, aswell," she said, leaning her chin in her hand. "I hear you've got a girl friend. Fred, eh?"

Wesley laughed. It wasn't something Lily had said; it just felt funny talking to a girl, who appeared to be thirteen, about things that had happened to them in the last month. It was meraculous how well they got on, considering their differences. "You heard right," Wesley told her.

"Are you happy with her?" she asked. "Is she treating you good? Sorry, I know I sound like a big brother."

Wesley smiled. "Yes," he said. "I am happy. I'm worried about you, though. Seems like you've gotten yourself into some trouble. It isn't a good thing to have a metomorphic demon chasing you around the world, but you know that, right?"

Before Lily could reply, Angel entered the office. "Hi, Wes," he said, not even looking at him. "Lily, we've got another plan."

"Uh-oh," said Lily. "Is this one better or worse than the whole 'Spike call up Ionay and we'll get her in the alley' plan? Or can it get worse?"

Angel looked embarassed. "Well... er..."

Wesley laughed. "This is to funny," he said. "No one told be about the alley plan. How bad was it, Lily?"

"I'll tell you later," said Lily. "It was horrid."

"Alright," said Angel, now angry. "Wes, get out. Lily, shut up. It wasn't that bad."

Wesley left the office. He felt much better about Lily's safety. She seemed to be doing well for herself. He decided he'd go tell Fred how Lily was doing. "She'll be happy to hear she isn't as shaken up," he thought.
 
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