I walked into Angelus' mansion, wanting to find the reason why the Slayer was Miss Pissy. Then, I found out why. Angel lost his soul. A frown came across my face. My grandsire, Angelus, was back. I truly hated the vampire. He was so hateful toward everyone except his sire and his childe. I walked into the shadows of the room and hung beside a wall. He barely acknowledged my presence. A faint `Good to see you again pal,` could be heard from the elder's lips.
I rolled my eyes at him and muttered, `Same to you.` That's when she came in. I grinned slightly at her. `Have fun tiger.` I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know who was coming from the shadows. I put on my game face, ready to fight for my own protection. I didn't care about Angelus or the Slayer. My ass was the only one I cared for now.