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Wolfram & Hart - The Key
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Michael is me 🙂 LoL. Although I'm not th ekey, but you get the picture. You're a great writer too. And so is Ana8. LoL. You guys are the only ones that read this, so thanks.
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Warning: Contains character death, but don't worry, it's just a dream!
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Thousands. There were thousands of them. He'd seen about 3 demons together in his short time. Three. Not thousands. They were all down in a cavern. A spiral stair case was their only way out of the Hell. The demons gathered below were the same ones that attacked Angel years ago, and the demons that attacked Angel and Michael in the parking lot. Why was there so many of them? Why were they there? There? It seemed so familiar. The energies shifting and the scents hovering over the pit were so familiar to him.
Angel, Spike, Michael, Wesley, Gunn, Fred, Harmony, Lorne, and Eve stood on a large cliff over looking the thousands of demons. They were not alone. The entire army of Wolfram & Hart solders were present. Guns raised, hearts ready for a battle.
(series of flashes)
*A soldier is hacked to death by a demon.
*Angel snaps a demons' neck.
*Fred shoots a demon in the neck.
*Gun chops a demon in half with a large ax.
*Spike decks a demon, knocking it back into the cliff.
*Michael panics and shoots his crossbow, hitting a demon in the heart, killing it anyway.
(things take a turn for the worse)
*A demon disarms Fred and cuts her throat with a large knife.
*Gun dodges an attack, but doesn't watch his back. He gets cut in half.
*Wesley gets his skull pounded in by a weapon.
*A demon grabs Michael and starts cutting every vein in his body with a blunt knife.
*A demon slashes his sword, cutting off Angels' head.
Michaels' eyes opened wide as he quickly sat up in bed. He was covered in a hot sweat, his body was energy-less, he was dissy, and breathing heavily. What was that? He had never had a dream like that before. It didn't make any sense.
(flashes from the dream)
*A demon grabs Michael and starts cutting every vein in his body with a blunt knife.
*A demon slashes his sword, cutting off Angels' head.
Michael let out a blood curtling scream. He looked down at himself and he was covered in blood. He felt his body tensing up, and his injuries were getting worse. Hotter, almost burning sweat, he couldn't move now, his world was spinning, and the blood. How was there blood? He didn't even get cut or stabbed.
Angel ran into the living room, worried about his young friend. He shook him, looking down at him. "Michael?! Can you hear me?"
"The blood!" Michael said crying terribly. "Oh, God."
Angel looked down at Michael. He looked him up and down. There was no blood. Angel sat next to him on the couch. "Michael... I think you are seeing things. Try to calm down for a second." Angel could tell Michael was breathing hard. There was always this thing with vampires. They could sense arousal, fear, breathing, blood, etc. He could sense the fear and breathing in Michael, and it was not a good combination.
"What?" Michael looked up at Angel with tear filled eyes.
"Just breathe. Take a deep breath in, and a deep breath out." Angel commanded forcefully.
Michael took the tone in his voice seriously and slowly began to control his breathing. He pulled his eyes away from the ceiling, and looked down at himself. Angel was right. There was no blood. "What?"
"You stay here. I'm going to go get you some things. Remember to breathe." Angel got off the couch and walked out of the room.
Michael sat on the couch, still shaking terribly. He looked at his hands, which were vibrating rapidly. He balled his hands into fists and put them in his lap, trying to stable them.
Soon Angel came back in the room. He was carrying a glass of water and a t-shirt. He sat next to Michael on the couch. "Sit up." Angel said.
He nodded and slowly tried to get up. It hurt so much to move, although he knew he was still calmed down. Angel had to hold onto his shoulder and help him sit up properly.
"Drink this. It helps." Angel handed him the glass of water.
Michael took a sip and almost dropped the glass on the floor. Covered in hot sweat, pain, and dissy-ness was not the best combination to have a sudden shock of cold water in your body. He sighed, putting the glass on coffee table with shaky hands.
"Tell me." Angel said, gently now. "What happened?"
"I don't know." Michael said, still crying slightly. "I was having a dream. There were thousands of those demons in a pit. We all went into fighting and we were doing good. Then the tables turned. We all died, you, me, Fred, Gunn, Wesley. There were a lot of Wolfram & Hart solders their too, but I know they all died. I could... I could feel the pain."
"Hey, it was just a dream." Angel said hugging him.
Michael hugged him back and then backed away from him. "Something was familiar."
"Familiar?"
"Yeah, um, I don't know how to explain it really." He sat quietly for a few seconds. "It seemed familiar. I don't know how to explain it! But something about the place was familiar, like I've been there before."
"Could it have been the place where you were 'created'?" Angel asked.
"No." He shook his head. "Or maybe... God, I don't know."
"Ok, well, you go back to sleep." Angel put his hand on his shoulder. "You scared the Hell outta me. Not the screaming, but the state I sensed you in. Don't ever get that terrified again, or I'll bite you."
"I'd like to see you try." Michael pulled the collar away from his shirt so his neck was bare. "Oh, look, this young warm powerful blood corsing uselessly through my veins."
"I could bite you, you know." Angel laughed. "Just because I have a soul doesn't mean I can't take a chunk outta you." He said, suddenly seriously.
Michael froze and then pulled a blanket over himself. "Night, Angel!" He said quickly.
"Night, Michael." Angel got off the couch and started walking to his bedroom.
Michael noticed the t-shirt Angel had brought into the room. He picked it up and looked at Angel. "What's the shirt for?"
"You're all sweaty and gross. I don't want you making my couch all smelly." Angel waved his hand in the air as he went into his room.
"I see how it is, just forget I'm in pain!" Michael yelled back to him, jokingly. He switched shirts and then got comfortable. He closed his eyes, and despite being terrified, he fell asleep.
Angel reached over from his bed and picked up the book Michael got him for Christmas. He grabbed a pen as well. He started writing.
December 25, 2003 - Worried.
That was all he wrote, before he put the book back on his nightstand. He turned off the light, and fell asleep.
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Warning: Contains character death, but don't worry, it's just a dream!
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Thousands. There were thousands of them. He'd seen about 3 demons together in his short time. Three. Not thousands. They were all down in a cavern. A spiral stair case was their only way out of the Hell. The demons gathered below were the same ones that attacked Angel years ago, and the demons that attacked Angel and Michael in the parking lot. Why was there so many of them? Why were they there? There? It seemed so familiar. The energies shifting and the scents hovering over the pit were so familiar to him.
Angel, Spike, Michael, Wesley, Gunn, Fred, Harmony, Lorne, and Eve stood on a large cliff over looking the thousands of demons. They were not alone. The entire army of Wolfram & Hart solders were present. Guns raised, hearts ready for a battle.
(series of flashes)
*A soldier is hacked to death by a demon.
*Angel snaps a demons' neck.
*Fred shoots a demon in the neck.
*Gun chops a demon in half with a large ax.
*Spike decks a demon, knocking it back into the cliff.
*Michael panics and shoots his crossbow, hitting a demon in the heart, killing it anyway.
(things take a turn for the worse)
*A demon disarms Fred and cuts her throat with a large knife.
*Gun dodges an attack, but doesn't watch his back. He gets cut in half.
*Wesley gets his skull pounded in by a weapon.
*A demon grabs Michael and starts cutting every vein in his body with a blunt knife.
*A demon slashes his sword, cutting off Angels' head.
Michaels' eyes opened wide as he quickly sat up in bed. He was covered in a hot sweat, his body was energy-less, he was dissy, and breathing heavily. What was that? He had never had a dream like that before. It didn't make any sense.
(flashes from the dream)
*A demon grabs Michael and starts cutting every vein in his body with a blunt knife.
*A demon slashes his sword, cutting off Angels' head.
Michael let out a blood curtling scream. He looked down at himself and he was covered in blood. He felt his body tensing up, and his injuries were getting worse. Hotter, almost burning sweat, he couldn't move now, his world was spinning, and the blood. How was there blood? He didn't even get cut or stabbed.
Angel ran into the living room, worried about his young friend. He shook him, looking down at him. "Michael?! Can you hear me?"
"The blood!" Michael said crying terribly. "Oh, God."
Angel looked down at Michael. He looked him up and down. There was no blood. Angel sat next to him on the couch. "Michael... I think you are seeing things. Try to calm down for a second." Angel could tell Michael was breathing hard. There was always this thing with vampires. They could sense arousal, fear, breathing, blood, etc. He could sense the fear and breathing in Michael, and it was not a good combination.
"What?" Michael looked up at Angel with tear filled eyes.
"Just breathe. Take a deep breath in, and a deep breath out." Angel commanded forcefully.
Michael took the tone in his voice seriously and slowly began to control his breathing. He pulled his eyes away from the ceiling, and looked down at himself. Angel was right. There was no blood. "What?"
"You stay here. I'm going to go get you some things. Remember to breathe." Angel got off the couch and walked out of the room.
Michael sat on the couch, still shaking terribly. He looked at his hands, which were vibrating rapidly. He balled his hands into fists and put them in his lap, trying to stable them.
Soon Angel came back in the room. He was carrying a glass of water and a t-shirt. He sat next to Michael on the couch. "Sit up." Angel said.
He nodded and slowly tried to get up. It hurt so much to move, although he knew he was still calmed down. Angel had to hold onto his shoulder and help him sit up properly.
"Drink this. It helps." Angel handed him the glass of water.
Michael took a sip and almost dropped the glass on the floor. Covered in hot sweat, pain, and dissy-ness was not the best combination to have a sudden shock of cold water in your body. He sighed, putting the glass on coffee table with shaky hands.
"Tell me." Angel said, gently now. "What happened?"
"I don't know." Michael said, still crying slightly. "I was having a dream. There were thousands of those demons in a pit. We all went into fighting and we were doing good. Then the tables turned. We all died, you, me, Fred, Gunn, Wesley. There were a lot of Wolfram & Hart solders their too, but I know they all died. I could... I could feel the pain."
"Hey, it was just a dream." Angel said hugging him.
Michael hugged him back and then backed away from him. "Something was familiar."
"Familiar?"
"Yeah, um, I don't know how to explain it really." He sat quietly for a few seconds. "It seemed familiar. I don't know how to explain it! But something about the place was familiar, like I've been there before."
"Could it have been the place where you were 'created'?" Angel asked.
"No." He shook his head. "Or maybe... God, I don't know."
"Ok, well, you go back to sleep." Angel put his hand on his shoulder. "You scared the Hell outta me. Not the screaming, but the state I sensed you in. Don't ever get that terrified again, or I'll bite you."
"I'd like to see you try." Michael pulled the collar away from his shirt so his neck was bare. "Oh, look, this young warm powerful blood corsing uselessly through my veins."
"I could bite you, you know." Angel laughed. "Just because I have a soul doesn't mean I can't take a chunk outta you." He said, suddenly seriously.
Michael froze and then pulled a blanket over himself. "Night, Angel!" He said quickly.
"Night, Michael." Angel got off the couch and started walking to his bedroom.
Michael noticed the t-shirt Angel had brought into the room. He picked it up and looked at Angel. "What's the shirt for?"
"You're all sweaty and gross. I don't want you making my couch all smelly." Angel waved his hand in the air as he went into his room.
"I see how it is, just forget I'm in pain!" Michael yelled back to him, jokingly. He switched shirts and then got comfortable. He closed his eyes, and despite being terrified, he fell asleep.
Angel reached over from his bed and picked up the book Michael got him for Christmas. He grabbed a pen as well. He started writing.
December 25, 2003 - Worried.
That was all he wrote, before he put the book back on his nightstand. He turned off the light, and fell asleep.
Magui
Scooby
Seriously,I love this too much...you rock,MIchael rocks(I knew you were him in theory,you said it at the begining I guess,..I read it somewhere)...keep posting!...soon!
why?...why just a friend??!!
btw,is Michael hot in theory?
Angel ran into the living room, worried about his young friend
why?...why just a friend??!!
btw,is Michael hot in theory?
Magui
Scooby
Yes. Lots of people have crushes on me, although I don't think I'm that hot. But, yes, we can make me even hotter... Think of him as hot as you want, LoL.
hmmm,..interesting...okay,so you are hot as hell...let's give Angel an excuse...getting horny with guys(that's going to happen,right?)isn't something Angelish...let's put it this way,he can't resist you,you are TOO hot,...almost as much as he is 😛///j/k,..do whatever you want with the characters...but,did I mention I want Angel being bisexual 😉?
What do you mean JUST friends? LoL.
I mean that,they are just friends(that or i missed something)..couldn't they be something else?...something like boyfriends...???
just keep posting,okay?...don't let me with the doubt about angel's sexualty 😉...
PS:don't think i only like the story cuz the main stars are males and i want a bi angel...i love the whole story...the key issue is pretty cool...post more!
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Fat Elvis 007
Guest
This is just unbelieveable. I guess stuffing in as much unnesecary, unclever homosexual rape jokes and calling Harmony a dumbass whore as much as possible makes for a good story to you all?
And Micheal is a thousand light years beyond the annoying little punk I thought he was at first. I don't see how some of you can hate Kennedy with a passion but actually find this one charming. And the fact that he's based on you, Parker, is extremely frightening. Hope I never meet you. Honestly, I don't see how anyone can write a character this bad. It's just beyond comprehension.
And Micheal is a thousand light years beyond the annoying little punk I thought he was at first. I don't see how some of you can hate Kennedy with a passion but actually find this one charming. And the fact that he's based on you, Parker, is extremely frightening. Hope I never meet you. Honestly, I don't see how anyone can write a character this bad. It's just beyond comprehension.
Fat Elvis - I think I know what your saying. Believe it or not, I really do. I think I've portrayed my character of Michael to be a little annoying punk, like you said. And Harmony was just a person to add humor to the story. I guess it wasn't funny. There are lots of other fan fics on the boards that have the same thing as I do, so why haven't they got a bad review? I know that to you this story is unsalvagable. But, what would you like to see changed?
Anya_Harris
Sweet as Candy?
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Hey, yo! You, I love you're fic! It's like totally cool, and very cute! I enjoy this very much! Even though everyone else might want you to hook Michael and Angel together, I think you should go and hook up Michael and Fred, I could see some mutal attraction there...I love you!!!! (shhhh....)
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Fat Elvis 007
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Well, this was the first fanfic I've read here. Thanks for letting me know that they are all this bad. That would have been a waste of time.
No, Harmony was not funny in this story. There is some great potential for her character beyond calling her a dumbass whore every time she is mentioned.
Micheal is more than an annoying punk. I don't even have words to describe how repulsive this character is.....It's just beyond any character I've ever read. Making a gay joke very time Angel so much as sneezes isn't funny, it isn't clever, and after the first or second time in one paragraph, it becomes unbearable.
That said, you have a good plot, but you somehow managed to ruin it. I read your Christmas fanfic. I know that you have more potential than this. The only way I can see this being salvaged is by rewriting the whole thing.
No, Harmony was not funny in this story. There is some great potential for her character beyond calling her a dumbass whore every time she is mentioned.
Micheal is more than an annoying punk. I don't even have words to describe how repulsive this character is.....It's just beyond any character I've ever read. Making a gay joke very time Angel so much as sneezes isn't funny, it isn't clever, and after the first or second time in one paragraph, it becomes unbearable.
That said, you have a good plot, but you somehow managed to ruin it. I read your Christmas fanfic. I know that you have more potential than this. The only way I can see this being salvaged is by rewriting the whole thing.
Not being sarcastic or anything, but what potential could Harmony have? If I rewrote it, would there be anything you'd like to see her do?
And all fan fics are not bad, there are a lot of talented people on this board. Don't let one bad experience ruin it for you.
And all fan fics are not bad, there are a lot of talented people on this board. Don't let one bad experience ruin it for you.
Anya_Harris
Sweet as Candy?
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Ok....wait wait wait...Mike, this Michael dude...he's suppose to be like...you in story book, thingy form! Ok, woh, that was a bit confusing, yeah I guess that wouldn't work out with Fred huh..
Hook Fred up with Wesley!! Oh, they'd be cute....um...then Michael should hook up with Harmony...that would be totally interesting and quite funny...but that would be soo cute!! You know you want to!!! lol....ok, go hook yourself up with Angel then...
Hook Fred up with Wesley!! Oh, they'd be cute....um...then Michael should hook up with Harmony...that would be totally interesting and quite funny...but that would be soo cute!! You know you want to!!! lol....ok, go hook yourself up with Angel then...
Magui
Scooby
wow,..and I thought I was mean...Fat Elvis 007 I think you are wrong,...if you don't like the fic doesn't mean it is bad,I like it,...maybe it is not your style,...anwyay,can you do something better?,I would like to see that....looking forward to read your super great fanfics!...
btw,Parker won the award cuz he is the best writer on the boards...if you think everything is that bad,take my advice: log out
Keep posting PS,...your fanfic rocks 😉!
btw,Parker won the award cuz he is the best writer on the boards...if you think everything is that bad,take my advice: log out
Keep posting PS,...your fanfic rocks 😉!
Oh, thanks for reminding me about that, Maugi. I totally forgot that I won the best writer award on Buffy-Boards for the month of november. I guess I can't be that bad. LoL. I think it's ok though, people can have their own opinion of my work. I can take constructive criticism.
Magui
Scooby
btw,Michael isn't annoying,..not more than you(FE007) anyways...
ps:I think angelus is bisexual too
ps:I think angelus is bisexual too
Magui
Scooby
Yeah,me neither...but,come on,he was really mean,why doesn't he try to do something better?...I would like to see what ana8 would have told him...He can't tell you your fanfic sucks,he can say if there's something he doesn't like or soemthing he would like to see....he just CAN'T tell you your story is horrible!