There's not much about my life lately that I actually want to talk about, but I guess since this seems to be the thing to do I might as well and get it all out there. First off, I guess I can start out with the easy stuff.
My name is Fred Burkle and I was born and raised in Texas. I had normal parents, a normal childhood, and occasionally went out to the woods behind my school to get high like a normal teenager. It was all very normal. After getting my undergrad, I moved to Los Angeles to study physics at UCLA. Nothing in LA is ever normal and soon my world was literally flipped upside down and inside out and it was then that I'd never see anything remotely "normal" ever again.
Five years of my life I lived in an alternate dimension called Pylea. Call me crazy if you want, but it's true. Actually, the crazy fits but I'm not crazy in saying that it happened. And trust me, you don't want me to show you or have you see it to believe it. I lived as a slave, lived in a cave for those five years until someone popped through and literally rode up on a horse and rescued me. Sounds like a fairytale, right? Well, not really.
I made it back to LA and life was okay for a while. Sure, there was the occasional apocalypse or higher being that wanted to take over the world but I'd learned to deal with it. Maybe it was just my new version of normal. All of that changed, though, when we saved the world from world peace and accepted a deal with the law firm of Wolfram and Hart. A place that had been our enemies since before I ever stepped back into this dimension and we were going to sign up and run their prized location of Los Angeles.
That was about a year ago and so much can change in a year's time.
Everything was just fine for the first few months. We weren't getting sucked into the firm's evil schemes, the business was going well, and I had my own multi-million dollar lab to play with as I pleased. Me and Spike were roommates and it was pretty perfect actually. He'd supply the Jack and coke and I'd get several rounds of hot wings and the video games. He was the best roommate a girl could ask for. Faith came into the picture a few months after we took over the firm as, at first, the new Vice President and then became a friend. Eventually... she became much more than that. It's cheesy, but she wasn't just my girlfriend; she was one of my closest friends. I don't think anyone, me included, ever saw us coming but we came and she was one of the best things that happened in my crazy life whether she wanted to believe it herself or not.
The only problem there was that we had a little bug who kept wanting to buzz in Faith's ear. Somehow, Angelus was sent in a package (yes, a package) to Faith while she was at work. For a while, they were literally connected so that they were stuck in the same room with each other. One would leave the other would pop right next to them. It took us a while, but eventually we figured out a way to get them apart and then Angelus ran off, but never so far that he wasn't close enough to cause trouble.
Like any good evil bitch, he went for the hurt instead of the kill. ...Well, when it came to Faith anyway. Yeah, he killed me instead. He used my relationship with both Faith and Angel against me and tricked me into getting into a car with him. I found myself soon locked in the trunk of a car and later chained to a wall with various sharp objects slashing into my skin. Two of those being his teeth. As the ultimate fuck you to his girl, Angelus took her girl and turned me into a vampire.
Still with me?
I was a vampire without a soul and of course I loved it. Freedom to do anything without regret or guilt and I had no one but the infamous Angelus to show me how. Faith and Connor showed up one night looking for me since I'd been missing ever since Angelus took me and I guess they got a pretty big surprise. They saw me with a brand new set of fangs. Faith and I ended back up at my apartment and after a few rounds, I was chained while she left to go do the one thing I never thought would happen. You see, with Angelus being back, Angel was still around. Faith didn't go back to kill Angelus himself but went for Angel banking on it taking Angelus out at the same time. Well, it worked. Both were turned to dust and I felt them die. Just like I'd later feel Faith die when Connor killed her for killing his father.
The story doesn't stop there though. After killing Faith, Connor met me at the Hyperion and after playing some family games of our own, he decided that I needed to join the souled vampire club. He stuffed my soul back into my chest and I hated him for it. I took off even though a part of me wishes I'd stayed with him. Angel and Faith were dead and both of us felt their losses more than anyone else. Instead, I ran into Spike and he was the one I could actually look at and see some of myself. He was a vampire with a soul after all.
Well, that's where I am now. I'm a living corpse of the shell of the shell of the person I used to be. Spike and I are back in the apartment. ...Angel and Faith are alive somehow but I still haven't seen them for myself. I'm not sure what will happen when and if I do. But who knows where things will go from here.
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