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Son of two vampires. Kidnapped, trained in hell, disloyal, manipulated, forgotten, restored and redeemed. And sometimes history repeats itself.



AU VERSE: Angel had a moment of perfect happiness after he received Connor. Angelus raised Connor in Sunnydale after he took it over. When Connor was old enough, Angelus sent him away to boarding school. Unfortunately, after one fight too many, Connor was sent back to Sunnydale to face his father. (Connor Age 11 FC: Asa Butterfield)

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thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

The men that took her were human. I know Nancy has Sunnydale on lockdown. I guess that’s what you can call it. Spoke with her briefly. 

That’s not much to go on. *gets up, pacing, unable to stay still* Damnit. 

It’s better than nothing. -watches him- 

It’s not useful. *continues to pace*

-sighs after a long moment- No. No it’s really not. 

*suddenly stops, looking at her* What about a spell? A locator spell?

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

The men that took her were human. I know Nancy has Sunnydale on lockdown. I guess that’s what you can call it. Spoke with her briefly. 

That’s not much to go on. *gets up, pacing, unable to stay still* Damnit. 

It’s better than nothing. -watches him- 

It’s not useful. *continues to pace*

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

-doesn’t say anything, running a hand over her face- 

Do we know anything? *sighs* No, of course we don’t.

The men that took her were human. I know Nancy has Sunnydale on lockdown. I guess that’s what you can call it. Spoke with her briefly. 

That’s not much to go on. *gets up, pacing, unable to stay still* Damnit. 

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

The other night. 

*runs a hand through his hair* Alec… *sits down*

-doesn’t say anything, running a hand over her face- 

Do we know anything? *sighs* No, of course we don’t.

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

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She’s gone. Taken. Angelus—he was there, I guess, when it happened. He didn’t tell me much. He was drunk. I just—I don’t know.

When? When was she taken?

The other night. 

*runs a hand through his hair* Alec… *sits down*

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

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Alec’s missing. 

What?

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She’s gone. Taken. Angelus—he was there, I guess, when it happened. He didn’t tell me much. He was drunk. I just—I don’t know.

When? When was she taken?

thereluctantslayer:

thesneersgenetic:

thereluctantslayer:

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Is something wrong?

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Alec’s missing. 

What?