Title: Where Am I?
Author: Eye of the Dodo
Disclaimer: Angel and Buffy the Vampire Slayer are owned by Mutant Enemy, not by myself. I'm not making any profit from writing this, it's just a bit of fun.
Summary: During the final fight, Illyria's concentration begins to slip and we see another… side of her come out.
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Where am I? The thought was the only conscious one in Fred's head as she opened her eyes to look upon a darkened alleyway and the distruction within it. Demon bodies were scattered about, as well as the bodies of girls…. And an equal amount of girls were fighting.
"Where am I?" She voiced her question to the nearest person, a short and slight blonde woman carying a red cythe she felt she should recognize somehow. The only reaction the woman had was to back quickly away and run into the fray beside a familiar bleached blonde.
"Spike? Spike, what's going on?" She was cold and she was shaking. There was dried blood on her hands, belonging to herself and probably to others. "Where am I?" Again the pressing question came to light in her mind. Where was she?
Beheading another demon, Spike turned quickly towards here and growled in full vampire face. "Blue, I told you! Don't play that game. We have a war to wage. Ol'Wesley isn't 'ere to tell you not to do that so now I'm gonna. Get out there and fight."
"Wesley isn't-" Her words were cut short as painful shudders wracked her body.
Shades of blue and grey replaced brown and hazel. "-I'm sorry. I do not know what came over me." The timbre of Illyria's voice darkened and her eyes reflected the change. "I wish to do more violence."
She grabbed her axe and visciously went back to work. She had things to kill. A lot of things to kill. And a little slip-up in her control wasn't going to stop her from doing so.
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Yea, short and tiny. But it's just a prologue. More will come in time.