Author: Jasmine Shigeru
Summary: At the end of his greatest battle, Angel finds himself alone and without a purpose.
Author Note: I'm sorry if it's not good. I tried my best.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Angel/Buffy the Vampire Slayer nor do I wish I do. This is just for my entertainment and whoever wishes to read it. I am not making any profit from this and do not care to for that matter.
By: Jasmine Shigeru
(AN: This part is not supposed to be real long. I wanted short.)
At the end of a long night, well several long nights, a battle was fought and won. Good had once again conquered evil. It had taken several weeks to accomplish. Monsters, demons, and other ghastly creatures were all taken down by a handful of do-gooders. Now, with the battle won they all retreat, many finding places away from the carcasses to mend their wounds and rest.
By sunrise, only four champions remained in the alley where it all began. A Godlike being, Illyria, two vampires with souls, Angel and Spike, and human, Charles Gunn retreated into a nearby building.
One of the vampire, the one named Angel, looked around and stared at his remaining team. There had been seven of them when they began the war t he day of the battle, but had lost three. Two died, one in battle and the other killed by the one that left of his own accord.
The first souled vampire smiled. He was happy they survived another apocalypse. He just wished all of his friends could share this victory with him.
At the thought of all that he lost, Angel's expression turned stoic. He lost everyone he called family in the past five years. One by one they all died, all except Gunn, and Connor. Allan Francis Doyle, Cordelia Chase, Winifred Burkle, and Wesley Wyndam-Pryce were the casualties. They all died because they fought the good fight. They left Gunn and himself in dark place, a place they hadn't been in since they joined the fight.