Gumboy's Challenge: The Wish: Twisted Wishes
by Marie Nomad
This is the result of Gumboy’s Wish challenge ‘The Wish’. Angel and the others don’t belong to me except for the elf.

Twisted Wishes
By Marie Nomad

The rain fell as Angel, Spike, and Illyria who was carrying Gunn’s unconscious body through the wreckage. It was daytime but thankfully the rain kept the deadly sunlight away from the sun sensitive vampires. The four had survived the first strike of the demon army with Illyria’s power, Angel’s power boost from Hamilton, and a few explosives to keep the army off balance. Now, they are on the run.

“So, where do we go now?” Spike asked as the group ducked into an abandoned warehouse.

Angel paused as he closed the door. He shrugged and replied, “I haven’t really thought that far ahead before the fight. But, that’s normal. We have to get Gunn to a hospital while he’s still alive then we can hide out for a while.”

“I had suspended time on his body. We can get there in plenty of time.” Illyria said as she heaved Gunn to her chest. She took several breathes.

“Can you handle it until we can get to a hospital?” Angel asked worried about his human friend.

“As long as it takes.” Illyria vowed.

“Maybe we can go to Lindsey’s house since it was protected.”

“Those senior partners know about it already. They were probably there waiting.” Spike muttered. “We could call Buffy up and ask for her help.”

“Like she cares about us any more?” Angel sighed, “She may help you but not me. I’m evil.”

“Not really. It was an Oscar winning performance you put on. You fooled everyone, Percy, Gunn, Lorne, the Senior Partners, you even fooled me. Buffy will understand.”

“Nearly fooled me too.”

“I know.” Angel muttered and then he sat up and asked, “Who said that?”

“Me.” The group turned around to see a tall dark haired woman with a ponytail dressed in blue and yellow tights. The vampire could see that she had a pair of pointy ears.

“Who are you?” Angel snarled as he and Spike vamped up.

The stranger smiled as she waved her hands. “Relax, I’m not evil. I don’t even fight. My name is Alasse Miriel but you can call me ‘Lass’. I’m sent here to give you a hand.”

“You’re… an elf.” Angel realized.

“Elf?” Spike repeated. “Since when do elves live on Earth?”

“We do. We just keep a very low profile.” Alasse replied.

“She’s right. Most elves blend in with the humans and even the demon population well.” Angel stared at her. “But, why are you here?”

Alasse chuckled as she put her finger onto her lips. “I’m sent here to grant all of you one wish.”

“Count me out!” Spike yelled as he put his hands up. “With my experience, magic wish granting demons are never a good thing.”

“Me too.” Angel agreed. “No offense but just leave please.”

“I can’t leave. Wish granting is my job. I was sent here. Don’t worry vengeance demons always look for the dark side of the wish. Wish granting elves are more careful. In fact, I can offer a free ‘sample’.” Alasse looked at the still unconscious Gunn and started chanting. “leah nnug won.” A white glow emanated from the dark man’s body and he opened his eyes.

“Am I dead yet?” Gunn asked as he sat up and looked at his stomach. He then noticed Alasse and then her pointy ears, “Who’s the Vulcan?”

“I’m an elf and I just healed you. You get one wish.” Alasse said as Angel, Spike, and Illyria studied the human.

“Are you okay?” Angel asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Elf? I thought you guys hightailed out of Earth a long time ago.”

“Myth. So, do you trust me?” Alasse asked as she looked at the group.

“Wait over there.” Angel ordered and then he got his group to the other side of the room. “What do you think?” He whispered.

“Hey, I’m glad she saved my life but for all we know, she could ask for our souls.”

“I have to agree with Charlie but what more do we have to lose?” Spike asked.

“Elves were one of the beings that worshipped me. They are peculiar entities.” Illyira commented.

“Look, I’m not evil.” Alasse said as she marched up. “I never used my powers for my own personal gain, I never hurt anyone, and I certainly never killed anyone.”

“Then, what do you do?” Angel asked.

“Like I said before, I’m a wish granting elf. I usually worked my power on a smaller scale making toys for good little boys and girls.” Alasse focused and in a flash of light created a rubber ball. Then she formed a little car. After that, she created a mini version of Angel when he was a puppet.

“Okay, enough.” Angel said annoyed as he snatched the mini puppet away and stared at it.

“Whoa, you worked for Santa?”

“Santa?” Alasse laughed, “St. Nicholas has been dead for years but we elves carried on after his work. Anyway, I was granted by my sponsor a temporary power boost. I get to grant stronger wishes than I would normally do.”

“And what do you get out of this?” Angel asked suspiciously.

“The pleasure of doing some real good. We elves like doing new things. I want to grant a real wish that doesn’t involve toys.”

Angel stared at her. She seemed sincere about this. Her heartbeat was slow and normal but for all he knew, it would mean that she was lying. Still, what does he have to lose? “Will we get a chance to think about our wishes?”

“Sure but there are rules. Rule number one: No asking for more wishes. I only have so much power. All of you get one wish and one wish only. Rule number two, I can’t alter things on a worldly basis. Like, I can’t rid the world of shrimp. I’m not a fairy.”

“Shrimp?” Spike repeated.

“Long story. Rule number three, I can’t alter history. It’s too unstable, too much can go wrong especially when it comes to your pasts. Finally, and most importantly, I can not, will not, alter a person’s heart. I will not make people fall in love or hate someone that they love. I can cure them of outside influences like a curse but that’s my limit.”

“What about bringing Fred back to life?” Gunn asked, “Can you bring her back?”

Illyria straightened up. “I will not die.”

Alasse studied the demon intensely. “Hmmm… actually, it’s possible. The Senior Partners didn’t want Fred back since she’s not corruptible. I can make it so Fred and Illyria can live separately. It’s like making an identical copy of a computer and downloading its programs. Unfortunately, it takes a lot of power. If one of you were to wish to Fred’s body to be restored and the other to wish for her mind and soul to be restored, it should work.”

“Will it affect her in any way?” Angel asked, “When Buffy came back, she had a hard time adjusting to living.”

“It won’t be easy for her. I will copy her memories up to the point until just before she ‘died’. She won’t remember anything else after that. How she knows what happens after that is up to you.”

“What about her soul?” Spike reminded, “Will her soul be all right?”

“It should. A soul is a very interesting aspect of the person. It can be copied with no problem. Now, who’s going to use your wishes to bring back Fred?”

At once, everyone including Illyria raised their hands. “Okay…” Angel had to grin at the willingness to save Fred. “This is going to be harder than I thought.”

“Everyone draw straws.” Lass said as a red cup appeared out of nowhere with four straws. “Two straws have white ends the others have black ends. Whoever draw the white ends will use their wishes to bring back Fred.”

The group picked up their straws. Angel and Gunn looked at their white ended straws. “I’ll wish for the body if you wish for the soul.” Gunn said.

“Deal.”

“All right.” Lass rubbed her hands. “Who else?”

“I wish to bring back Wesley. You can do that correct?” Illyria said.

“Oh sure, that’s easy. I’ll even bring him back here.”

“Good.”

“That leaves me.” Spike grinned as he looked at his straw. “Can I think this over?”

“Of course. I’ll just grant the other wishes first.” Lass took a deep breath and her eyes glowed. “Erotser sderf ydob dna lous. Erotser syelsew efil. Presto!” She screamed and then there was a bright flash of light and confetti.

The confetti cleared away and Fred and Wesley appeared. “Where am I?” Fred asked confused.

“Fred?”

“Wesley?”

“Is that you?” Wesley asked as he came up to her and touched her. He glanced around and saw Illyria. “How?”

“I feel better.” Fred looked down at her dress and then at Illyria. “Who are you? You look like… me.”

“It’s a long story.” Angel and the others came around and hugged her. “Lass did it. You’re back. You’re both back.”

“I’m sorry.” Gunn said as he grabbed Fred and held her. “I swear, I never meant for you to die.”

“Die?” Fred pulled her body out of the hug. “What is going on? I was in Wesley’s apartment and… what happened to you? What happened to me? The last thing I remembered was being in pain and the infection getting to me.”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re back. We’ll explain everything latter.” Wesley grinned as he kissed her.

“Such power.” Lass signed as she held herself.

“Now, you have power for one more wish, right?” Spike asked as he looked at her.

“Wish?” Wesley asked.

“Yes, these people had wished you two back from the dead. Illyria used her wish for you and Angel and Gunn used their wishes for Fred.” Lass explained. “Very good wishes might I add.”

“You did this for me?” Wesley stared at Illyria.

“When Fred came back, she would have felt the same pain I felt. I do not wish that pain for her.” Illyria explained sounding slightly confused.

“Thank you.”

After an hour of explanations and hugs, Fred and Wesley understood everything that happened. “Can you grant my wish?” Fred asked Alasse.

“I can’t. I was given enough wish power for four. I can only grant Spike’s wish now.” Alasse said as Spike sat in the corner thinking. “Have you made up your mind yet?”

“Actually, yes.” Spike got up and down a beer. “I’ve been thinking a lot about my wish. I love Buffy and-“

“I cannot make her fall in love with you.” Alasse warned, “Or make her hate someone else.”

“I’m not. I can do that on my own.”

“Here it comes.” Angel moaned.

“Ever since I learned about the Shanshu Prophesy, I wondered if I want to be a real boy. There are perks like not worrying about sunlight and holy objects; you can barge your way into any house, and you can actually taste food. Then, there are all the nasty parts like becoming weak, having to heal like normal humans, diseases, and gaining weight. So, I’m going for the middle road. I wish that me and Angel become living slayers.”

“Of course you would wish for something like that. That is-“ Angel started to rant and then caught the sentence. “You wished for the both of us?”

“Damn right. We get to be human but super strong humans. As a human, you won’t have to deal with Angelus and we get to fight for Buffy on equal ground.” Spike rationalized.

“That’s… that’s one of the smartest things you had ever done.” Angel complimented. “When we’re slayers, Buffy and her friends have to trust us.”

“Are you sure about this?” Alasse asked as she winced. “I can’t undo a wish once it was cast. A change in species for anyone is a very tricky wish.”

“Yes, I’m sure. I thought about it long and hard. It’s the best way we can go on. We both know what it means to be a slayer and to be human so come on, grant my wish. Turn us into slayers.” Spike said as he held up his hand and urged the elf.

“All right.” Alasse sighed. “It’s my duty to grant my wish but I warned you. Mrofsnart legna dna ekips otni gnivil sreyals won!” She chanted as her body rose upward. She vanished in a bright light.

XXX

“That’s the stupidest thing you had ever done.” Angel muttered as the former vampire trudged through the alley.

“You said it was the smartest thing I ever did! You didn’t bother to think about it yourself.”

“It was your idea for us to become slayers!”

“And you should have noticed that wish made everything about us as slayers! I’ll kill that bitch!”

“She warned us.”

“She should have tried harder.”

“Can’t we do anything about this?” Fred asked Wesley as the two fought on. “A spell or something.”

“Perhaps. This is most… unexpected.”

“That’s an understatement.” Gunn chuckled. “At least Angel won’t have to worry about changing his name. Or is that her name?”

“This is your fault!” Spike yelled at Angel ignoring the conversation behind them.

“It’s your wish, your fault!”

Spike stopped and put her hands on her hips and glared at Angel with those sharp eyes that enhanced her cheekbones. “How was I supposed to know that only women can be slayers?!”

The End?


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