Burning Imprints
May. 15th, 2004 12:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
menomegirlAn Angel/Lindsey story.
Authors: Menomegirl & KiniP
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox, Etc, Etc....own them all. We’re just smutting them up for fun.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M, slash, language
Pairing: Angel/Lindsey
Summary: It always starts with a dream or a spell, doesn't it?
Author’s notes: In homage to Chance Encounters: Angel/Lindsey written by crazyevildru & evil willow. Loved it.
This is a work in progress. It's not complete yet.
PROLOGUE
Debt-Paid In Full
She was rushing, she knew that, but time wasn’t in her favor here. In between the chaotic thoughts of Wesley and almost regrets about the choices she’d made, not to mention the fact that she would probably be dead soon, she had discovered something within herself she hadn’t known she still possessed.
A sense of honor. There was a debt she felt she owed, and with the events of the day, she was desperate to repay it. The Beast had targeted Wolfram & Hart, for some obscure reason, unknown to anyone. She had found out everyone working for the firm in the LA branch was dead. Except her......but yet, there was still one other who was tied to the LA branch.
He’d saved her life once. It was surprising to her, in these devastating circumstances, that all she could think of first was that she had to try and save his. She hadn’t loved him, hadn’t even liked him.....but he’d found a way for them both to beat the system. It was time to repay him.
She swiftly cast the spell, hoping she’d read him right, in this one instance. If she was wrong, well.....it didn’t matter much, she doubted she’d be here to see the show, any way. As the last of the magic dissipated, she lost consciousness. She had no way of knowing that her casting had been observed by unseen entities.
She awoke some time later, weakened, tired, dazed. She got rid of what evidence remained of the casting, picked up a crowbar, and left to confront the Scourge of Europe.
Her last thought as she left was that she hoped she was right, that it wasn’t just hate that had drawn enemies to each other in the past, cause if it was, Lilah Morgan had just created one hell of a mess for someone else to fix.
TBC.........
Authors: Menomegirl & KiniP
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox, Etc, Etc....own them all. We’re just smutting them up for fun.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M, slash, language
Pairing: Angel/Lindsey
Summary: It always starts with a dream or a spell, doesn't it?
Author’s notes: In homage to Chance Encounters: Angel/Lindsey written by crazyevildru & evil willow. Loved it.
This is a work in progress. It's not complete yet.
PROLOGUE
Debt-Paid In Full
She was rushing, she knew that, but time wasn’t in her favor here. In between the chaotic thoughts of Wesley and almost regrets about the choices she’d made, not to mention the fact that she would probably be dead soon, she had discovered something within herself she hadn’t known she still possessed.
A sense of honor. There was a debt she felt she owed, and with the events of the day, she was desperate to repay it. The Beast had targeted Wolfram & Hart, for some obscure reason, unknown to anyone. She had found out everyone working for the firm in the LA branch was dead. Except her......but yet, there was still one other who was tied to the LA branch.
He’d saved her life once. It was surprising to her, in these devastating circumstances, that all she could think of first was that she had to try and save his. She hadn’t loved him, hadn’t even liked him.....but he’d found a way for them both to beat the system. It was time to repay him.
She swiftly cast the spell, hoping she’d read him right, in this one instance. If she was wrong, well.....it didn’t matter much, she doubted she’d be here to see the show, any way. As the last of the magic dissipated, she lost consciousness. She had no way of knowing that her casting had been observed by unseen entities.
She awoke some time later, weakened, tired, dazed. She got rid of what evidence remained of the casting, picked up a crowbar, and left to confront the Scourge of Europe.
Her last thought as she left was that she hoped she was right, that it wasn’t just hate that had drawn enemies to each other in the past, cause if it was, Lilah Morgan had just created one hell of a mess for someone else to fix.
TBC.........
