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These are the stories that run through my head everyday. I write them like a novel and unless u read them in order u wont understand them. N/Ewayz, please read and send me feedback! Lots and lots of feedback!

Hi, just wanted to tell you that this fic gets dark very quickly. So if you're looking for a mushy love story this isn't it, if you're looking for something that'll make you laugh you got the wrong URL, but if you're looking for something new and completely different from all other fics then read on my friends.

********In the year of the millennium, a new slayer will be called, but not by the council. Vampires, demons and people will be portrayed. Once you see all of this, you will not know what exists. A vampire with a soul will be her watcher, to her he'll be no more that an actor. A new generation will rise, of what is real and what seems not.********

Yeah, it was weird. Everyone in the slaying business had come together. The year was 1998. Buffy, Willow, Xander, Cordilea, Giles, Faith, Angel, Wesley, Oz, Jenny, even Spike, Drusilla and Darla were there. That interesting group should give you an idea of how important the prophecy was.

"Doubles." Darla finished for Giles. "So what should we do? I mean if I have a double, I want to get to know him." Xander suggested. "They're not doubles... Miss Edith knows all about it." "Is my pet having a vision? Come on, talk to daddy" "They're people, actors, there are going to be movies made about us all." "Ok, why should we agree with you, `cause in case you don't notice, we're mortal enemies?" Buffy asked Spike.

"What?" "If we were lying, why would we be standing here talking to you, instead of ripping your throats out?" Spike snapped. "Because I'm the slayer and I wouldn't let you do anything like that." Buffy and Faith said in unison. "Our best move would be to find our "doubles" and share all the information we have over the situation." Angel didn't talk much, but when he did, you could literary hear his wisdom. <<< Good looks and smart. My ideal man.>>> Cordilea thought.

In the following two years a lot had happened in Angel's life. His love for Buffy had once again led to tragedy, he had staked his sire, gone to Hell, returned because of Buffy's love and left her after almost draining her. Now he lived in LA. He ran Angel Investigations, which had recently moved to a new location, and with the help of Cordilea, Wesley, and Gunn, Angel was trying to regain his humanity.

"Yeah, nothing except that she's the sire of the most vicious vampire of all times, Angelus, who is in fact you, and the fact that she's now back trying to convert you to your evil ways." Gunn was tired of Angel's ways of hiding his past. He knew it wasn't a very good past and it hurt Angel, but it was about time that he, Angel, moved on. "Look, I'm sorry for being so pushy, but if I'm gonna work for you, I want to know the whole you, not the present you."

"You don't have to be sorry, you have a right to know stuff like that." Angel knew that it was time to tell him everything. "Do you think you have enough time for a two-hundred-forty-five year long story?"

"Come on, Angel! Kick his ass!" Hope was watching Angel on TV. It was 9:20 on a Tuesday night and 'Angel' had just started. Cordilea, Wesley, Gunn, and Angel were fighting some slimy wall demon that some monks were worshiping.

All of a sudden Hope had the urge to look outside, she was starting to get goose bumps and that meant that she was being watched. I guess you could call it a talent but ever since childhood, Hope could tell when someone was intensely watching her.

Hope hung up the phone and as casually as she could, she made her way toward the kitchen. She could still feel the presence. <<<Oh well, it's now or never>>> Then as quickly as she could she ran to the window and opened the curtains. Whatever the presence was. It was gone now. <<<Weird>>>

"Wait, wait, wait, they could have done anything to you and they gave you a soul???" Gunn was definitely surprised at how easily the gypsies had let Angelus go.

"No, see, when you become a vampire, the demon takes over your mind. You don't have a conscience. When they gave me my soul back my conscience returned and I started remembering everything I had ever done." <<<Buffy was surprised at hearing this too>>> Angel remembered.

Hope was dreaming. She could see Angel, Gunn, Cordilea, and Wesley. She could hear them speaking. It wasn't her first Angel dream. Last week she had dreamed that Angel was dreaming of Darla, and the strange thing was that she, Hope, was standing next to Darla. Angel was trying to talk to her, but she couldn't hear him. She had taken that dream as a figment of her Angel filled imagination, but it hadn't stopped there. Almost every night she would dream of similar things. And tonight she could hear him, she could hear everyone.

Angel had closed his mind to Hope. She couldn't hear him anymore. But she watched. She couldn't do anything else. It was as if her body wasn't responding to her mind.

"It might. Since the prophecy said that a vampire with a soul would be her watcher. Do you think she's the slayer?" Wesley was confused. But he was weighing the facts.

"But if the slayer is appearing to you, doesn't it mean that either Buffy or Faith have to die?" There was the question. Cordilea was the only one who had had enough courage to ask it.

"I'm calling Buffy. I'll tell her to be careful. After that we'll head to the LA women's prison." Angel was really, really worried. He didn't want to loose his soul mate,Buffy, or his companion on the road to redemption , Faith.

"Oh, hold on a second." Buffy closed the mouthpiece of the phone and turned toward Riely. "Dawn thought Spike was hot." After a short laugh Buffy went back to the phone. "Ok Spike, what do you want?"

"You know what Moon, I think my little fantasies are getting to me." She went in front of the mirror and started brushing her red hair. Everyone said it looked really cool with her black eyes. She thought so too.

"Gee thanks, now I rally want to go." <<>> Faye had no idea why she had even agreed on coming to this field trip. She personally thought it was a waste of time.

They got there on time and the four friends decided to separate themselves from the class and have their own field trip. They had been walking for about a half an hour when they heard some screaming going on in one of the hallways. They got there in time to see a girl, apparently a prisoner, being stabbed by the leader of a mob of about a few dozen people. Hope and Malcolm rushed to the victim's aid while Faye and Titus ran to get help.

They rushed her to the ER. Hope watched her and talked to her the whole time. But after an hour, Faith died. Hope cried more than she had ever cried her whole life.

"Go back to your body Faith. It's not your time yet. The powers have seen everything and this is considered as your death. You will go back to your body, but just like the other slayer, you will be the cause of the prophetic slayer's birth."

Hope was still crying when she thought she heard the beating of Faith's heart. The doctors had noticed it too. Faith was alive. And from that moment on, Hope's life, changed forever.

Angel had explained everything to everyone on the way to the hospital. Cordilea, Wesley, Spike, and now a worried Gunn, were sitting in the waiting room, each lost in their own thoughts.

<<>> Wesley was aware of everything going on, but he just couldn't help but think about the recent occurrences.

"Yea she's gonna live but listen, apart from Faith condition there's the whole issue of a new slayer; we think we know who she is.” He paused for a while. "How are you holding up with Glory?"

Spike, Wesley, Gunn, and Cordilea were anxiously waiting for him. Angel sat down and started reciting the long story. When he was done, Spike asked the question everyone was pondering.

"Spike, we're gonna go to this girl. I'm pretty sure Kate will have information on her. We find her, and test our theory. Cordilea, you and Wesley stay here. If Faith calls, tell her everything. She doesn't know about what's happened. Gunn, go to the prison, see if Faith has to get back in there anytime soon."

"Look Kate, right now I really don't care what you believe, if you're not willing to help us I'm sure someone else will." <<>> Angel and Spike were about to walk out when Kate decided to cooperate.

"Wait, I have some info..." Kate sat down and opened a file. "Apparently a class went on a why-you-should-stay-away-from-crime field trip. This girl you're talkin about, the redhead, she was the one who found Faith. The prisoners were apparently pissed off at Faith's good behavior, so they decided to get rid of her. Your girl got there the second the knife was jammed into Faith. She apparently did the best she could at keeping Faith conscious but she lost her about a minute before the paramedics got there"

Hope wiped the tears off of her face and told her parents to come in. There was a awkward silence, after about 50 seconds Hope ran to her parents, hugged them and told them everything. About an hour had passed. Hope felt much much better.

"He's apparently in more shock then you. I asked him if he was gonna come but he told me that, and I quote, 'today I belong to my bed.'" Titus explained. "How you holdin up?"

"OK, let's see what's there." <<<This is really stupid, HELLO?!?!?!, what if there really is something out there, how the hell am I supposed to defend myself!!!>>>

"OK Moon, that's really annoying" Hope started walking towards the car. "Moon come on! There's nothing out here! Stop hissing Moon! And stop scratching the car seat! The owner is gonna be so pissed off!"

Hope got to the car picked Moon's Daughter up and was greeted not by a messed up car seat but by the faces of her favorite actors. A few seconds of shocked passed.

<<<This cannot be happening! You know why this can't be happening? Because David Boreanaz and James Marsters don't just happen to park their car in front of my house and then hide so my freakin cat can't get to them! This is SO not happening!>>>

"Um...Could you please explain why you're hiding in your car, which is parked rite across the street from my house, and is a...hey! That's the car Angel drives! Oh wow!" Skepticism put aside Hope HAD to look around the car. She'd watched Angel cruise in it a billion times.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" <<<This can't really be me can it! Oh my Gosh! I've never screamed like this! Then again I've never seen a vampire!>>> The screams just kept coming and by the time Angel silenced her Titus and Faye were outside and running towards Hope. Meanwhile Spike had gotten the damn cat off of himself and was slowly rubbing his head.

"Hey! Buddy! How do you know her name!" Saying this Titus and Faye took Hope from Angel's arms and got her inside. Moon slowly followed. They shut the door and Angel realized that no matter what, he had to clear everything up for the poor girl.

“Allrite Faye.” Hope stood up gave her two friends a hug and led them out the door. Moon appeared out of nowhere, she slowly went to Hope and started rubbing against her legs.

“What was out there Moon? Was it really vampires? Do you really think that was it? But vampires don't exist…and I'm TALKING TO A CAT! Geesh.” She slowly let the cat go and just sat there letting all her thoughts go through her head.

<CRAP! What the hell do I do now! I should get a bat...no I should stay still, if they don't know I'm hope they'll leave me alone... yea right. OK, bat it is.> She slowly got up and went to her room. She got out the baseball bat that had helped her score so many touchdowns. <Don't let me down baby> At that moment, with the bat in her hand she felt like she could take on the world, as she slowly got to the living room, the confidence left her and she was a VERY scared little Hope. <Hey, maybe they left already, no one's gonna stick around for THAT long! Right, so I'll just_ CRAP! Was that a knock?!>

“OK! OK, I know you have questions and I'll answer them for you, just don't panic.” <Well, I knew it wasn't gonna be easy. Why did I think she'd welcome the whole thing into her life? Watchers would know how to break the news to the slayers. I should have asked Giles, no wait, Giles didn't have to do this, Buffy already knew she was the slayer. I should have asked Wesley. Why didn't I ask Wesley! He'd know all of this, he was with the council for a long time. He could have written it down for me and then I would've memorized it…>

Angel let out a sigh of relief, but one look at Hope's face made him get all worried again. She wasn't terrified, and she wasn't indifferent, it was as if she knew…somewhere deep down, the girl had known.

“Don't you mean you're David and he's James?” Hope was confused, shocked, and she felt like she was gonna scream and jump and hug them. She didn't know why Buffy and Faith had complained so much. She didn't really see anything wrong with having superpowers and kicking ass every night. But she needed information. She couldn't let these two guys go until they told her everything they knew.

“Hope, a while ago, we found this prophecy that said that one day, a slayer would be chosen that would allow worlds and universes to merge in or to separate out. Because of this the universe of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel have been merged into the real world.”

“No, there is an Angel, me, and a David, David Boreanaz. There is a Spike, and there's a James Marsters. The same thing goes for every character you've ever seen on either Buffy or Angel.” He decided to stop talking, see if she believed what he was trying to say, if she understood all of it.

“OK, so what?” <Wow…am I buying this? I'm stupid if I am, but then again, all those visions and I did see Jame-Spike, I did see Spike vamp out. Then again, it could all be a freakin joke. Couldn't it?>

“Hmm…thought so. Here's what doesn't make sense Angel, if I'm the slayer how come I don't have super powers? Who's my watcher? And how the hell am I gonna make `Universes merge or separate'?”

She couldn't believe this was happening, but she had to admit she was curious. So she grabbed the sword. And then with her other hand she slowly grabbed the sharp part of the sword, she made sure she didn't cut her palm and then she gave it her all. All of a sudden the sword began bending. A look of complete horror came over Hope and she quickly dropped the sword. She stood up and started to back away from the door.

Hope stopped, her eyes grew wide, she was about to tell Angel how happy she was when she decided she'd rather continue with the I-so-lost-and-confused routine and see what else she could get out of them.

Darma and Wailen slowly sat down and Angel began explaining the whole thing all over again. When he was finished the Maquintosh family sat in silence, all thinking about the destiny Hope now had, and the dangers that came with it.

It had been three months since Hope's calling. She had become the slayer. She was strong, and she was good. She was even better than Buffy, or Faith. She had skills that could not be matched by any slayer throughout the times. And yet there was something about her. She didn't make witty comebacks when fighting vampires, and she never stopped training. Angel was worried about her. She didn't have friends, like Buffy did. Since she had become the slayer she had distanced herself from her friends. Maybe he was being unfair, he shouldn't compare her to Buffy. It was just, standing there, seeing her punch the sandbag, he wished she'd talk to him; she was so detached. So alone...he wished he could help.

<<<Look at him! Sitting there! Watching me! Thinking no doubt about his Buffy. Bastard. He's probably thinking "Buffy could do better, Buffy did this, Buffy did that, Buffy was brave, Buffy, Buffy, Buffy" Screw Buffy. Buffy didn't have it like me. Buffy had you Angel, Buffy had Giles, Willow, Xander, everyone. Buffy had it easier than me. Me_>>>

<<<Fuck you Angel. Buffy wasn't fourteen when she was called, Buffy had friends, me, my fuckin friends don't even look at me anymore. Faye...she was like a sister...she was...OK, Maquintosh, don't you dare cry! Not in front of your freakin watcher. When I was called they didn't tell me the council was gonna hate me, they didn't tell me that I wasn't gonna have Buffy's kick ass wardrobe, they didn't tell me being the slayer was so unglamorous. Joss got a shitload of stuff wrong. Joss, oh yea, he came to me thanked me; told me I was special. SPECIAL MY ASS! >>>

She just looked at him. They stared at each other for longer than a couple of minutes. Angel knew he wasn't going to win this battle. He walked to the sandbag, picked it up, filled it even more with sand and hung it from where it was hung before. As soon as he was done she began kicking and punching it again.

<<<Buffy is beautiful, she's witty, she's got Angel, and hey, she's a good girl. She's brave too. Faith was a bad girl, but still, she got more attention than I'll ever get. Me, there's nothing special or cool about me. So a bunch of actors owe me their careers, big whoop. They would've gotten famous neway. >>>

Angel just stood there. He was hurt, or confused, or lost, and he knew he'd never be a watcher to her, just some guy who hung around. The council was already pissed, they'd tried to kill her, and she'd turned and burned down the whole building. Technically she hadn't killed anyone, but she had destroyed the whole headquarters. They weren't gonna mess with her anymore, that was for sure. Then there was the obvious fact that she hadn't really crossed over to any other dimension...or maybe she had, but hadn't told him about it.

"She went to take a shower. Angel...you can't let her do this. She's killing us all! She won't talk to us, she won't complain, she shows no emotion whatsoever, and I don't even think she realizes we exist!"

"Cordy, stop. I can't do anything about all those stuff. I have to admit, I expected my watcher experience to be a lot more pleasant...but she's young. All those hormones_"

"Allright, you guys have a better idea? You want to tell me how to get to her, how to make her listen! HOW TO MAKE HER UNDERSTAND THAT HER ATTITUDE WILL END UP KILLING HER?! Be my guest! I'm open to any ideas!"

Everyone was taken aback. Angel wasn't like that. He was so desperate. He was scared for Hope; he didn't know what to do. The silence was interrupted by Conner. The baby was scared and had started crying. Still, the tension was lifted and everyone went back to the hotel; got back to their work. Angel calmed Conner down and then put him to sleep.

Hope came out of the shower. She slowly sat down on her bed. She didn't want anyone to know she was out. She hadn't turned the water down. She slowly began to cry. After a while she stopped. She went to the shower, put it on extra cold and slowly waited until all feeling had been drained from her. She came out. Turned the water off and put on some jeans and a black turtleneck. She brushed her hair and looked at herself. <<<Oh Moon, I wish you were here.>>> She decided she looked decent and walked out of the room.

<<<They sound like fuckin hyena's.>>> Her face remained unchanged. Then without even giving them a chance to think she kicked the guy with the knife in the face and punched the other guy. She was so strong that by the use of moves as simple as that she had knocked them both unconscious.

She gave them the address and as soon as she saw the police cars approaching she backed up and mixed in with the shadows. She saw the police take away the dirtbags and then walked away to see what else was in store for her.

“What the-” She couldn't finish her sentence because the light seemed to draw her in, no, not draw her in it was PULLING HER! The thing was pulling her inside.

Nothing happened the light kept pulling finally she gave up and found herself in a very dark room. The walls were red, the ceiling was red, even the floor was red. IN the middle of it all burned a blue fire.

"Hope Maquintosh, the demons that rule the underworld are sick and tired of Buffy Summers stopping them from opening the Hellmouth. They have decided to migrate."

"Oh no my darling. Much worse than that. They have realized that Hell is inhabited by demons, if the demons slowly came out of Hell, and they didn't come out all at once, their presence would be undetected. They would remain undetected until most of Hell was unleashed on the Earth. Then the armies of the demons would destryon the plague of humanity adn retake the world."

"Everytime you are needed a portal like the one you entered today will open. Go into it expecting the unexpected. Be ready Hope, you have a bumpy road ahead of yourself."

Author's note: From this point on the story takes place during season six of Buffy, (before Tara died) and during season three of Angel (before Wesley knew anything of the prophecies). Enjoy! And feedback is always appreciated.

Hope felt dizzy, she didn't know how long she'd been in the red room. <Maybe time travels differently there...> Her whole body ached, like she'd been fighting for hours.

She realized she wasn't in a good enough condition to walk all the way back so she decided she'd call Angel, maybe he'd be in a generous mood. She took out her cell but the numbers seemed strange, she couldn't read them all too well, still it was pretty basic and she dialed the hotels number in a few seconds.

Her head was starting to feel better and her eyes were starting to see more clearly. She looked around herself and realized that the street she was in didn't even resemble the one she had walked into before being sucked into the red room.

She put the phone back in the pocket and started to slowly walk around. After a couple of steps though, she was so tired and her muscles were in so much pain that she just collapsed on the ground.

Her head felt much better now, and she could walk, even run, without getting too tired. Of course she wasn't as strong as she would have liked to be, and she didn't feel as though she had any slayer strength in her. <OK, no need to panic Maquintosh. You just gotta go around and figure out where you're at.>

Just then she realized something else, in all the time she'd been walking she hadn't seen a single person. She looked up at the sky and realized that it was covered with dark clouds.

She looked around herself and realized that she was probably in a town, even though it didn't look anything like LA it was bound to have some coffeshops, or a restaurant or something.

She walked a little more and then realized that the hunger was too strong and she needed food in order to go on. Her strength hadn't completely returned yet, but she figured it would be enough to break a couple of the store windows and getting inside to find some food.

Hope looked around in hopes of finding something that would help her break the think glass and the thick wood that was covering all the stores. There was nothing around her though, no matter how much she searched for a trash can, or a branch, or anything, she couldn't' find one. Finally she found a bench. She walked to the bench and with all her might she kicked it. The bench broke in half. <See, I knew I still had it in me.> With a smile she picked up half of the bench and carried it to the nearest store. She slowly peeled away all the boards that were nailed ot the store. Then, summoning her strength once more she threw the bench to the store's, now exposed, window. The glass broke with a loud crash and Hope slowly entered the dark store.

She looked around the store for what seemed to her like a few miserable hours and discovered that there was nothing there, No food, no water, no nothing. The place was completely empty.

She sat like that for a while, until she realized that tears were actually falling form her eyes. <Gosh Maquintosh, what's gonna happen to you?....No! You weren't born to break down in these kinds of situations! Pull yourself together!>

With every step her strength increased, she was still hungry but she no longer cared about it. Her powers were coming back to her and she felt like kicking someone's ass.

After walking a couple of dozen blocks she noticed a bright spot in the sky. It was coming from something in the city. She followed the light until she reached a big building. It was gray and light was coming off of it. She noticed some guards blocking the entrance.