Soul Mates: Prologue
by Goat of Death
Contrary to general guidelines I would just like to say please flame me. I would like any and all feedback. Good or bad.

This script was written between Phases and BB&B. It is sort of my own take on the possibility of Angel getting his soul back. Also I at the time expected in BB&B that Cordy and Xander would stay broken up for awhile. So with that said I hope you enjoy it.



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Prologue

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FADE IN:

INT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT

XANDER walks into the club. It is too late for a band. On the club's stereo system is something mellow. He notices BUFFY by herself at a table and approaches her.

XANDER
Fancy meeting you here.

Buffy's mind is somewhere else and she is almost startled by him.

BUFFY
That has to be your worst line yet.

XANDER
Well it wasn't actually intended to be a line.

BUFFY
Sorry. Had some late night slayage. I just figured I'd come here to chill. Speaking of isn't it way past your bedtime?

XANDER
Well, what mom and dad don't know won't hurt them.

BUFFY
Feeling the blues huh?

XANDER
(sarcastic) Nah, I just figured that Sunnydale was the perfect place to go wandering around late at night.

BUFFY
Thanks for the job satisfaction.

XANDER
Come on Buff. You know no one can stake 'em like you.

BUFFY
I guess, it's just.. Did you ever get one of those feelings like..

She trails off, unable to find the words.

XANDER
Okay that was nice and vague. Care to share anything else profound?

She almost smiles but then goes back to maudlin mode.

BUFFY
I don't know. I was just thinking.

XANDER
About what?

INT. THE LAIR - NIGHT

ANGEL walks in from another room. A cage can be seen in this room. It contains a TEENAGE GIRL. She is weak and groggy from blood loss. There are two bite marks on her neck.

In the center of the room is a large table. On it lays DRUSILLA. She hears Angel's FOOTSTEPS and rolls over to watch his approach. On the table next to Drusilla is a lit candle.

DRUSILLA
My dear Angel. It is so nice to have you bring me toys again.

He looks over his shoulder at the Girl in the cage.

DRUSILLA
She dances so well. Do you remember when we used to dance?

ANGEL
How could I forget.

DRUSILLA
The Slayer could make you forget. She made you feel the pain again.

Drusilla holds her hand above the flame. Just as smoke starts to come up from it she moves it away. Her hand goes toward Angel and he takes it, caressing the wound.

ANGEL
The Slayer is no more to me. Just a fever dream.

Drusilla gets up onto her knees. She cradles his head in her hands.

DRUSILLA
There are so many more precious dreams we can have. And fevers too. (looks toward the cage) Shall I have her dance for you my sweet?

ANGEL (grins evilly)

Drusilla slides off the table and walks over to the cage. She crouches down to look. She reaches her hands inside.

ANGLE: ON GIRL'S FEET

They are bruised and callused. Drusilla's finger comes into frame.

DRUSILLA
Tickle. Tickle.

The Girl starts awake. She is horrified. She moves her feet away from the edge of the cage and tries to move back from Drusilla. She opens the cage door and beckons the Girl to come with her finger.

DRUSILLA
Come on out my little sugar plum. Show our sweet Angel what you can do.

The Girl knows she has no choice. Drusilla moves away and the Girl comes out of the cage. Drusilla steps backward into Angel's waiting arms. He embraces her from behind and she snuggles into his shoulder.

DRUSILLA
Move, my pretty. But don't stumble. Whatever you do it mustn't be that.

The Girl begins to dance. She obviously took ballet lessons but without her shoes the floor is hard and painful on her feet. She visibly strains at the effort. She spins and moves around the table. The candlelight flickers and casts shadows across her whirling features. As she comes around one edge of the table her dress gets caught. Her face has a look of sheer terror as she falls to the ground. She lays there, too frightened to move

Drusilla looks up at Angel.

DRUSILLA
Pity.

Angel turns his face away from her and then brings it back. He is now vamped out.

ANGEL
Yes. For her it is.

FADE OUT.

END PROLOGUE


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