"Okay, so...Connor's back?" Wesley asked.
"Well, yeah." Angel said as the two men watched Lorne and Connor talk. They stopped talking and Angel handed each of them a weapon, himself having a battle axe.
"Let's go." He said and they all went to the car park, where a limo was waiting.
"There he is," Angel told them as they watched a quite handsome-looking Italian man with dark hair and a well-tanned body come out of a mansion with a duffel bag.
"He must know we're coming." Connor said.
The Immortal got into a limo much similar to the one they were in, and it drove off. Lorne opened the separator between them and the driver and told the driver to follow the Immortal's limo.
"What's his real name? I'm tired of calling him 'The Immortal' all the time." Lorne said.
"Oh, it's Pablo. Typical Italian name."
"Funny, isn't it? I mean, it seems that Buffy has a taste for immortal men. And ones with dark pasts, mind."
"Did anyone else notice that the duffel bag was in the shape of a head?"
"Must be the Demon Capo's head. He stole it from Spike and I in rome..." Angel mumbled.
"I wonder what he's brought it here for?" Wesley asked him.
"Probably wants to resurrect it. If it was brought back to LA as soon as possible, and the right rituals are performed, the Demon Capo will arise." Angel explained.
Suddenly the limo stopped, as Pablo's limo had stopped as well. The men got out of the limo, trying to avoid from being spotted by Pablo at the same time. They watched him carry the round duffel bag into the cemetery.
"You guys stay here as backup. Connor and I will go after him." Angel told everyone.
"And what do we do in the meantime?" Wesley asked.
"Just...lay low, hide behind the limo." He said again as he handed Connor a 3- foot-long scythe, which looked shiny and brand-new. The boy accepted it and started to walk towards the cemetery, swinging the weapon. Angel's mind suddenly rested on the last time he saw Buffy. She looked like she might slip away at any moment.
'Touch wood.' Angel thought to himself.
"What's up Angelcakes? Go!!!" Lorne told Angel.
"Oh um...oh, yeah. Right. Just...thinkin' about Buffy." Angel responded as he fumbled with his battle-axe, his love's name barely a whisper when he spoke.
"Oh, Buffy, I wish you could see Angel right now. He's in so much pain right now, seeing you like this." Willow whispered to her best friend, trying to hold back her tears. Angel loved Buffy so much, but, she thought Buffy didn't realize it. Maybe she was still upset with him for leaving her? She couldn't be. Not after nearly 6 years, that would just be...silly. But then, Buffy had tended to be silly a lot of times. But this was totally different. This was Angel. Still, like Buffy said, 'Love makes you do the wacky.'. That was so true. Like, for instance, when Tara was killed by Warren, Willow had turned to dark magic to get revenge on him.
...Pablo threw his fist at Connor, who ducked and sliced his leg with his scythe, making Pablo fall to the ground and cry out in pain. Connor got up to help his Dad up, but only after looking at what he had done and whispering 'Gross!' to himself. Pablo's foot was actually hanging off his leg by a small piece of flesh, and there was blood everywhere. It was disgustingly sick.
"Why did you try to kill Buffy?!" Angel asked him over his cries.
"If I can't have her, no one can!" Pablo responded painfully. He looked up just in time to see Angel hold his axe above his head and swing it. Suddenly he felt a terrible pain and everything was pitch black. Angel had cut off his head.
"Wrong answer." The ages-old vampire muttered. Not bothering to do anything to Pablo's body, Angel put his arm around Connor and they walked back out of the cemetery.
"So, 'this Buffy hot?" Connor asked.
"That's for me to know, and for you too...err...probably find out."
The End!
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"Well, yeah." Angel said as the two men watched Lorne and Connor talk. They stopped talking and Angel handed each of them a weapon, himself having a battle axe.
"Let's go." He said and they all went to the car park, where a limo was waiting.
"There he is," Angel told them as they watched a quite handsome-looking Italian man with dark hair and a well-tanned body come out of a mansion with a duffel bag.
"He must know we're coming." Connor said.
The Immortal got into a limo much similar to the one they were in, and it drove off. Lorne opened the separator between them and the driver and told the driver to follow the Immortal's limo.
"What's his real name? I'm tired of calling him 'The Immortal' all the time." Lorne said.
"Oh, it's Pablo. Typical Italian name."
"Funny, isn't it? I mean, it seems that Buffy has a taste for immortal men. And ones with dark pasts, mind."
"Did anyone else notice that the duffel bag was in the shape of a head?"
"Must be the Demon Capo's head. He stole it from Spike and I in rome..." Angel mumbled.
"I wonder what he's brought it here for?" Wesley asked him.
"Probably wants to resurrect it. If it was brought back to LA as soon as possible, and the right rituals are performed, the Demon Capo will arise." Angel explained.
Suddenly the limo stopped, as Pablo's limo had stopped as well. The men got out of the limo, trying to avoid from being spotted by Pablo at the same time. They watched him carry the round duffel bag into the cemetery.
"You guys stay here as backup. Connor and I will go after him." Angel told everyone.
"And what do we do in the meantime?" Wesley asked.
"Just...lay low, hide behind the limo." He said again as he handed Connor a 3- foot-long scythe, which looked shiny and brand-new. The boy accepted it and started to walk towards the cemetery, swinging the weapon. Angel's mind suddenly rested on the last time he saw Buffy. She looked like she might slip away at any moment.
'Touch wood.' Angel thought to himself.
"What's up Angelcakes? Go!!!" Lorne told Angel.
"Oh um...oh, yeah. Right. Just...thinkin' about Buffy." Angel responded as he fumbled with his battle-axe, his love's name barely a whisper when he spoke.
"Oh, Buffy, I wish you could see Angel right now. He's in so much pain right now, seeing you like this." Willow whispered to her best friend, trying to hold back her tears. Angel loved Buffy so much, but, she thought Buffy didn't realize it. Maybe she was still upset with him for leaving her? She couldn't be. Not after nearly 6 years, that would just be...silly. But then, Buffy had tended to be silly a lot of times. But this was totally different. This was Angel. Still, like Buffy said, 'Love makes you do the wacky.'. That was so true. Like, for instance, when Tara was killed by Warren, Willow had turned to dark magic to get revenge on him.
...Pablo threw his fist at Connor, who ducked and sliced his leg with his scythe, making Pablo fall to the ground and cry out in pain. Connor got up to help his Dad up, but only after looking at what he had done and whispering 'Gross!' to himself. Pablo's foot was actually hanging off his leg by a small piece of flesh, and there was blood everywhere. It was disgustingly sick.
"Why did you try to kill Buffy?!" Angel asked him over his cries.
"If I can't have her, no one can!" Pablo responded painfully. He looked up just in time to see Angel hold his axe above his head and swing it. Suddenly he felt a terrible pain and everything was pitch black. Angel had cut off his head.
"Wrong answer." The ages-old vampire muttered. Not bothering to do anything to Pablo's body, Angel put his arm around Connor and they walked back out of the cemetery.
"So, 'this Buffy hot?" Connor asked.
"That's for me to know, and for you too...err...probably find out."
The End!
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