"Angelus." Steven said glaring at what appeared to be two bite marks
on his father's neck. Justine stared at Holtz and just cried, she knew she
had done this to him, and she thought it was all her fault.
"Conner!!!" A voice yelled from behind Steven/Conner. He heard high heels clicking on the pavement, he was going to look, but he didn't care. He thought Angelus had killed his father. "Conner! Listen!" She exclaimed.
Conner looked over his shoulder to see a familiar looking girl running down the alley. "Why should I?" He asked.
"Angel didn't do this." She said sitting down next to Conner in hope he remembered her.
"You are right Angel didn't, but Angelus did and you can't deny that."
"Oh, but I can. I was here, Holtz asked her to slit his throat and she did it. I saw the whole thing."
"How do I know you don't work for Angelus?"
"You don't remember me?" The girl questioned.
"You look familiar but I don't know you." Conner looked at the girl. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he thought he might have known her, but he didn't know where from.
"Con- Steven!!!" Gunn yelled as he saw the girl with dyed red-pink hair and Conner sitting on the ground next to Justine and Holtz's body. He stopped running and turned down the alley, "Conner! What happened- Oh my God! What the hell happened?" Gunn asked seeing what looked like bite marks on Holtz's neck.
"It wasn't Angel, or Angelus. It was Justine," the girl beside Conner began. "You're a murderer, you killed him, and there is nothing that can be done." The girl continued.
"But I'm not gonna get blamed for it, Holtz told me to frame Angel, and that's exactly what I am going to do." Justine looked at Holtz one last time; she stood up and ran down the back of the alley.
"Well that was stupid," the girl said to herself. She lifted herself up and jumped up onto a fire escape and ran around the stairs, finding a path to the back alleyway. "Justine, if you're gonna run away like that you should at least know that there is only one way in and out of this alley." The girl jumped down in front of Justine. "So, you think you're a Slayer? You've never seen a Slayer before." And with one quick movement the girl had drawn a dagger from her leather jacket that looks much like Angel's.
"Ever slit a man's throat before? Blood pouring out everywhere, worst way to die I think. Now little girl, you're going to let me bet out of here or I think you'll find out what it's like." Justine explained.
"Or maybe, you will." A British accent suggested from above Justine and the girl.
"Conner!!!" A voice yelled from behind Steven/Conner. He heard high heels clicking on the pavement, he was going to look, but he didn't care. He thought Angelus had killed his father. "Conner! Listen!" She exclaimed.
Conner looked over his shoulder to see a familiar looking girl running down the alley. "Why should I?" He asked.
"Angel didn't do this." She said sitting down next to Conner in hope he remembered her.
"You are right Angel didn't, but Angelus did and you can't deny that."
"Oh, but I can. I was here, Holtz asked her to slit his throat and she did it. I saw the whole thing."
"How do I know you don't work for Angelus?"
"You don't remember me?" The girl questioned.
"You look familiar but I don't know you." Conner looked at the girl. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he thought he might have known her, but he didn't know where from.
"Con- Steven!!!" Gunn yelled as he saw the girl with dyed red-pink hair and Conner sitting on the ground next to Justine and Holtz's body. He stopped running and turned down the alley, "Conner! What happened- Oh my God! What the hell happened?" Gunn asked seeing what looked like bite marks on Holtz's neck.
"It wasn't Angel, or Angelus. It was Justine," the girl beside Conner began. "You're a murderer, you killed him, and there is nothing that can be done." The girl continued.
"But I'm not gonna get blamed for it, Holtz told me to frame Angel, and that's exactly what I am going to do." Justine looked at Holtz one last time; she stood up and ran down the back of the alley.
"Well that was stupid," the girl said to herself. She lifted herself up and jumped up onto a fire escape and ran around the stairs, finding a path to the back alleyway. "Justine, if you're gonna run away like that you should at least know that there is only one way in and out of this alley." The girl jumped down in front of Justine. "So, you think you're a Slayer? You've never seen a Slayer before." And with one quick movement the girl had drawn a dagger from her leather jacket that looks much like Angel's.
"Ever slit a man's throat before? Blood pouring out everywhere, worst way to die I think. Now little girl, you're going to let me bet out of here or I think you'll find out what it's like." Justine explained.
"Or maybe, you will." A British accent suggested from above Justine and the girl.