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Author: Aislynn
Disclaimer: It’s not mine all of it belongs to Joss, and Mutant Enemy. I just fell in love with characters from the very first episode.

Summary: Since the show ended I have been watching Angel, and going through Buffy withdraws, I really miss it when Tuesday rolls around. I have read several variations on The Wish, and this story veers off from this episode, and Cordilla’s wish that Buffy never came to Sunnydale. Includes all characters from Angel, and Buffy. In the end, this will be a Spuffy pairing but it will take some time. I am creating a whole new vision, and this will probably become a long series. Let me know what you think.
Rating: NC-17

The Wish

Cordelia Chase turned toward Anya, as wish forming on her lips, “I wish Buffy Summer’s never came to Sunnydale.”

Anya smiled, finally after days of listening to this sniveling although jilted human, she finally voiced a wish. Without a second thought Anya turned to Cordelia revealing her true face, “Granted!”

As she had done countless times before, a human’s wish was granted. Once second all was right in the world, the next the fabric of time began to rework itself to fulfill the thoughtless wish.


Prologue

It was funny how things worked out, one day he had nothing and now he had found the key to his salvation. Clarence was nothing special even he knew enough to admit that, a demon/human crossbreed living on the fringes with one foot in the gutter. Then he saw someone or rather he recognized someone who had once tried to save him, get him to fight the good fight. Since there was nothing but heartache, and pain fighting the good fight, he flipped and decided to work for the other side, which was exactly how he found himself indebted body and soul to Wolfram & Hart.

Wolfram & Hart was one of the biggest law firms in LA, and it catered to a special clientele, quite simply it was evil, quite deliciously so. When Clarence found himself on the wrong side of the law, a lawyer had shown up and made him an offer he really couldn’t refuse. Once he had been on of their best contractors, but time, and hard living had slipped up his game, and after several failed jobs the firm was ready to collect on their agreement.

Then he saw him, the agent of the powers that be, Whistler. Once again he was trying to save some poor schmuck. This time it was a vampire, who was crawling around in the gutters feeding off vermin. Even at his lowest Clarence had never sunk quite that low, nor did he plan to. On a whim he followed Whistler as he took the vampire on a little ride. They had unwittingly led him right to his salvation, his second chance, not that he had known it at first.

A smile touched his lips as he watched the little precious slayer-in-waiting as she sat on the steps in front of her school, sucking on of all things a lollypop, so innocent and ripe for the picking. For once he had done something right, the firm was going to have to put him back on the payroll and pay him a pretty penny for finding the one thing they had so far been unable to attain, a Slayer of their very own.

The Watcher’s Council normally knew exactly where each slayer-to-be was and they normally began training even if they had yet to be called. Somehow, they lost track of this little slayer, and this little girl was the next to be called. That was the flaw in the system, the loop whole that was finally going to get Wolfram and Hart their own Slayer. There was no way of telling which of the slayers-to-be would be called next.

Or rather there hadn’t been until just a few hours ago. After following Whistler, Clarence decided to visit an old friend since he was in the neighborhood.

Tic was a clairvoyant and after they went out and had quite a few drinks his old friend was hit with a vision that led him right to this little treasure, the next slayer.

In just 24 hours she would be activated, and if things all worked out Wolfram & Hart would have a slayer of its very own.

Taking his cell phone out of his pocket he placed a call.

One simple call and the chain reaction would change fabric of time, and reality began to reform itself because of a single wish spoken by a spoiled heartbroken teenager.





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