Interlude: The City of Angels
I don’t own BtVS or Baldur’s Gate 2: Throne of Baal. I do not make any profit out of this.Note:
I totally aim to finish my other stories. Someday. It's just that I'm swamped in RL. So for now only this...The City of Angels
Cordelia Chase was coming back from her latest unsuccessful casting, when the air shimmered in a side alley she was passing.
“Oh no,” she said to herself, “not falling for that one.”
She sped up, wanting to leave the disturbance behind, well taught in Sunnydale about the dangers of seemingly magical effects in side-alleys. But speeding up did nothing to end her fears. In the next alley she passed the air shimmered in the exact same manner. Cordelia started running then.
And the air shimmered again in the next alley. She stopped then and looked around. There was nobody else around and something was seemingly following her. She decided to confront it, whatever it was.
She slowly made her way into the alley. It looked… just like any other abandoned alley in LA. And there was no daemon there.
“Great,” she muttered, “an invisible creep. Just my luck!”
She turned around, deciding to run to some nearby street with, hopefully, more people around. And stumbled, tripping on something.
“Just my luck!” she repeated, looking down. There was some kind of box that tripped her.
She carefully picked it up, as it reminded her of something she saw in one of Giles books. Was it a magical artifact that kept following her?
She opened the box and a piece of paper flew out at her. She clumsily grabbed it out of the air and looked at it more closely. It was some kind of a gaming card.
“What is it? A moth?” she tried to decipher the drawing on the card. Then it slowly came to her, “Jester? What the?...”
She decided that this was definitely not a magical artifact and that an invisible daemon would still be lurking around. Throwing the box and the card away, she left the alley and started running for the nearest main street. And behind her the card slowly disappeared into thin air.
The next day the city was shook by a small tremor. Unseen by anyone, a silver cage appeared in the alley again. And unheard by anyone, a voice muttered:
“Time for the second draw then…”
Months later, when Cordelia was taught by Angel how to fence, it came to her almost like second nature. She wondered how did it feel so natural, but after some time decided that being a cheerleader gave her skills she didn’t even imagine.