Angel 6X07: Mirror, Mirror

Chapter 4: Twisted Visions

"Oh god, no…" Faith whispered, as she stared at the monster that her friend, at least, a version of her friend, had become.

"Oh looky here." said Spike, staring at Faith. "You got us a new friend watcher-boy! Gonna enjoy watching her bleed…"

"I'll have ripped out your fangs and be wearing them as earrings before you twitch, you limey piece of crap." Faith growled.

"She's got pretty eyes." whispered Laura. "I'd like to eat them…"

Spike turned to Laura. "Then what Red wants, Red gets, pet." He turned back to the assembled vampires. "Kill 'em all, except for the new girl. Bring her here."

As one, the vampires dived on the group. Gunn charged into one, slamming the handle of an axe into the demon's face, the impact sending the beast reeling.

"Tara, Jonathan, Oz!" Wes shouted. "Get out, we'll hold them off!"

"What's the rush?" snarled Spike as more vampires flooded in from the rear of the building. "We got ourselves a bloody good party here!"

"We're surrounded!" yelled Wes.

"No shit!" Gunn snapped back. "No wonder you're in charge, English!"

"Incendre!"

A blot of flame ripped from Tara's hand, burning the nearest vampire to ash as two more dragged Jonathan to the ground. The boy managed to drive a stake into the chest of one as they both sunk their brutal fangs into his throat, tearing it to shreds and claiming his life.

"Jonathan!" screamed Tara as a blast of dark energy ripped from her palm into the remaining vampire that had killed the boy. Tara's eyes grew dark as the power flowed from her hands destroying the vampire's body. Out of the corner of her eye, Faith noticed Tara shaking off the effects of the dark power, fighting to not let it consume her.

Like it took Willow in my world, thought Faith.

Gunn and Wes were doing a good job holding back the tide of vampires. Wes stayed back, throwing wooden death at the demons with his crossbow, while Gunn used his axe to thin out the front line of vampires.

Faith waded through the sea of lesser vampires, making a bee line for Spike.

"Come on Blondie Bear!" she yelled. "You want me, then bring it baby!"

"Now she's got pep.." muttered Spike, turning to Laura. "You stay here pet. I'll get you those eyes..."

Slayer and vampire headed straight for each other, ignoring all in their paths, pushing vampires and humans away from themselves. Eventually they faced each other, eyes locked.

"Come on then baby," Spike said with a cocky air in his voice, "Lets dance.."

Faith lunged at Spike with a high kick, narrowly missing his face, following up with a punch to the chest that sent him reeling, unprepared for her strength.

"What the bloody hell..?" he growled. "Its gotta be magic.."

"Hey Spike, nice to meet you." said Faith. "I'm Faith. The Vampire Slayer."

Faith lashed out with a kick to his midsection, knocking him back but leaving herself off guard.

"Nice try love," Spike snarled as he drove his foot into her stomach. "There ain't no slayers any more."

He dropped and took Faith's legs out from under her.

"The boss saw to that. Last ones dangling from his wall. As long as she's hangin' there, there will never be another called in this world."

Faith rose to her feet like a phoenix from the flames, and slammed Spike into a wall. Grabbing a sword she rammed it through his stomach and drew out her stake, plunging it into the injured vampire's heart. Spike crumbled to dust before her eyes.

"Well what can I say?" mutter Faith. "I'm just outta this world..."