Fred Burkle (Angel: The Series)

After watching them eliminate the Black Thorn, The Powers That Be decided it was time to help Angel and his friends. They sent several angels and archangels to Earth to help stop the war. Afterwards, The Powers That Be knew they owed Angel and his crew, and decided to make things right for them. The previous year of their lives were taken from their memories, and given to a young archangel to keep from an eternity. The crew was brought back together, all of them alive, and given a second chance to continue their mission against Wolfram and Hart, and other evils.

Because of their devotion to the fight, The Powers That Be decided to gift all them. Fred's gift was greater knowledge of science.

The NewChampions of LA (NCLA)!Verse includes the following players and is played at sixwordstories.

Angel - broodychampion
Fred Burkle - crazy_lil_fred
Lilah Morgan - evil_law
Lorne - lorne_the_host
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce - wwyndampryce
Ariel Bering - sonotamermaid


Fred is open for other verses. Please contact mun through PM.

Horror movies no longer scare me.

Moving on is a good thing.

Getting into Lorne's car, Fred grinned at them before they started toward Caritas. She didn't say a lot on the way. She was just glad to get out of the hotel for a while, and away from Angel's constant brooding. Fred loved Angel dearly but sometimes it became too much. Sometimes she wished Wesley and Charlies were there more. Or that Lorne would move back in with them. She got lonely without someone to talk to.

As they continued to drive, Fred looked out the side window at the city. Maybe Angel was right, and maybe she should go see her parents. It'd been over a year since she had. Looking over at Lorne, she smiled. "If I go to see my parents, you should come with. We could drive there. It'll be fun and my parents adore you," she said, nodding her head. She was glad her parents were so understanding.

When they got to the club, Fred got out of Lorne's car and followed him inside. Since she knew where his room was, she ducked into it and put her bag down on the couch. "If you're needed out in the club, I can entertain myself," she said before waving at the television. "It's been a while since I've watched anything. Angel is too cheap to get us cable." Sitting down on the couch, she picked up the remote and looked it over before turning the television on.

Fred stood in the lobby of the hotel, a dark look on her face as she looked around once more. She would be leaving soon, under Angel's orders. He'd made it clear she wasn't to be there when he returned from the hospital with Gunn. It seemed the vampire was waiting for Fred to burst out into tears and beg for another chance, and when he didn't get his wish, he'd lashed out at her. The bruise on her mouth would serve Fred well, especially when it came to where she was going.

All she wanted was revenge on the man who'd sent her to Pylea. Fred expected them to allow her this one thing since she never asked for anything. She didn't even complain when Cordelia had given her clothes from the local homeless shelter to wear. All Fred did was keep to herself, in the small room with the white walls.

The only person who'd taken the time to understand her was Wesley. Gunn, Angel, and Cordy would stand in the corners, whispering about her, but Wesley didn't. That made it easier for her to take revenge on all of them when they had cast him aside.

It was small things at first - switching books around so the spells Angel used to get his precious Connor back wouldn't work. But, it grew over the summer and Fred punished Gunn whenever she could. Small drops of poison in their food - just enough to make them sick, and she had a way of 'losing' money they'd gotten from cases. Fred knew she deserved the money; after all, she had earned thousands of dollars for them when she'd solved the puzzle, yet never seen a penny of it.

Stepping outside, Fred slipped into the taxi she'd called and told the driver where she wanted to go. She didn't know if she would stay in Los Angeles though. After all, she'd physically hurt Gunn when she shot him with her crossbow. But, it was his fault. She had warned him not to get in between her and Professor Siedel.

When the taxi pulled up in front of Wesley's apartment, Fred paid the driver and slipped out of the car. Once her bag was securely over her shoulder, Fred went to the front door and walked into the building. The elevator was broken again so she took the stairs up to Wesley's floor and went to his door.

She softly knocked and when there wasn't an answer, Fred slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out a file. Picking locks had become a hobby of hers and it took her only a moment to get Wesley's door unlocked. Stepping in, she could hear the shower running and she smirked, wondering what he'd do if he stepped out and saw her standing there. Fred knew about his little crush.

Dropping her back on the couch, Fred shrugged her jacket off and went to the bathroom. She stepped into the steamy room, and waited for Wesley to finish. They had a few things to discuss.

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