Yeah, I killed off Piper. I know, I'm bad. Okay, so here is the fight between Team Angel and the Beast. Enjoy
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The Beast smirked, tossing the body over the edge of the skyscraper. Angel raced towards the Beast, as Gunn, Wesley and Lorne spread out, the latter two taking aim with their crossbows. Raising his sword, Angel swung hard. The Beast took the blow with his arm, blocking the next two strikes with his other arm and cloven foot respectively. Spinning around, Angel slashed, only to get blocked and punched. His head rang as he used the momentum of the blow to spin back around and land a kick on the Beast's chest. Stumbling, the Beast recovered, swinging his fist, but Angel blocked, bringing his sword down, then slashing at the Beast's chest. The rock-like demon grabbed the sword and wrenched it away, before backhanding Angel. He flew across the rooftop, smashing through a pillar
Gunn hurled his axe at the Beast, who snatched the weapon out of mid-air, folded the blade in half with one hand, then hurled it back at Gunn. He dived behind a table, the weapon missing him by centimetres. Angel got to his feet, drawing two small axes from inside his coat. Lunging at the Beast, he slashed with both axes, but the Beast blocked and shoved him aside. Not to be deterred, Angel swung, one axe following after the other, clashing against the Beast's cheek and creating sparks. The Beast swung his arm, but Angel followed on through with the move, ducking and spinning under the Beast's arm, slashing him across the leg with one axe, then rising and slashing the Beast across the stomach, all in one fluid movement
The Beast knocked Angel aside, as Wesley and Lorne took aim with their crossbows and fired. As Angel moved in for another attack, the Beast deflected the bolts with his arm, directing them straight into Angel. He groaned when the bolts impaled him, as the Beast then grabbed him and threw him into Wesley and Lorne as they were reloading, taking them down. Gunn leapt up from behind the table, brandishing a sword and he charged at the Beast, swinging hard and furiously. The Beast blocked all of his blows, before seeing an opening and grabbing Gunn by the throat, tossing him through the air. Gunn hit the ground, sliding along straight into a table. Wesley rose up from the mess, drawing out a pair of handguns from inside his coat. He took aim, firing at the Beast and striking him in the chest, whilst moving around into a better position. The Beast took the hits, the bullets bouncing off him
Running out of ammo, Wesley dropped his handguns aside, as the Beast touched his chest in slight amusement. It was then that Wesley drew out a pump-action shotgun from his coat, taking aim and pulling the trigger. The Beast was rocked back by the power of the shotgun, as Wesley closed the distance, firing and pumping the shotgun, his last shot slamming into the Beast's face and bringing him down to his knees. Standing before him like a man about to deliver another's judgement, Wesley cocked the shotgun and lowered the barrel to the Beast's face. However, the Beast smiled, grabbing the shotgun and shoving Wesley aside, then rising up and chuckling
"Hold the laughs, chuckles," Angel said; removing a bolt from his chest, "We're just getting started"
He lunged at the Beast, catching him in the face with a full-force blow. The Beast reeled back slightly, before swinging his own fist. Angel stopped the blow and delivered two swift strikes to his torso, followed by an uppercut. Moving quickly, Angel struck the Beast across the face, then followed through with a spinning backhand. The Beast saw an opening and tried to use it, swinging his fist, but Angel was quicker, deflecting his fist and punching him in the face, then struck him again. The Beast staggered back, then brought his fist down overhead. Angel blocked with both arms, but the move pushed him to his knees, as the Beast then uppercutted him. Angel soared through the air, but twisted his body so he landed on his feet on a window ledge. As he rose up, his face shifted and he bared his fangs
The Beast smirked, as Angel jumped down from the ledge, ducking under a punch. Rising up, Angel punched the Beast across the face, then pulled off a spinning roundhouse kick, causing the Beast to stagger. He recovered quickly, but it wasn't quick enough, as Angel continued to pummel him, delivering three blows to the Beast's ribs before he could react. Blocking his next punch, Angel moved to the side, punching the Beast across the face, then delivered a straight kick to the back of the Beast's legs, bringing him to his knees. Flicking his wrist, Angel brought a wooden stake out, then pulled the Beast's head back and drove the stake towards his eye. The Beast caught Angel's wrist an inch from his eye, the pair entering a power struggle. The Beast quickly won, pulling Angel off-balance, then in the same movement, snapping the stake off and ramming it into the side of Angel's throat
Angel's face shifted back to normal and he gasped, blood trickling from his lips, as blood welled up around the stake. The Beast smirked, rising up and grabbing Angel by the lapels of his coat
"Do you really think you stand a chance in this?" he asked
Then, the Beast tossed Angel off the skyscraper. He disappeared over the edge, spiralling out of sight, as Gunn cried out, watching helplessly as his friend plummeted towards the ground. The Beast stood in the centre of the bodies, mocking him with a sneer. Gunn and Wesley moved towards the Beast, but he slammed his fist into the ground, flames spreading from his fist, reaching into the corners of the square. A wall of fire rose up on all four sides, as the Beast disappeared from sight. The flames shot up into the air, throwing Gunn and Wesley aside and Lorne through a skylight. The flames rose up into the sky, turning it fiery black and red, as fireballs started to rain down from the black clouds. Wesley got up and headed over to the unconscious Gunn, taking him away from the scene, as Lorne joined them, blood trickling from a wound on his head
Meanwhile, down on an alley floor, Angel rolled over, removing the stake from his throat and gasping as blood ran from the wound. He looked up into the sky; despair washing over him as he watched the fireballs rain down, sadness rising up inside him as he realized that for once, he had failed to vanish the evil and now mankind was paying for his failure
Lilah Morgan stood at her office window, watching the fireballs rain down. For once, she felt scared, even though she refused to show it. A new evil was here in Los Angeles and she had a feeling that it could spell doom for her and the company. She already knew that Angel had lost the fight and now the city was paying for his loss
Connor looked up from Piper's body, seeing the fireballs soaring overhead. He knew straightaway that it was his fault. If he had been able to destroy the Beast, Piper wouldn't be dead and Los Angeles wouldn't have fireballs raining upon it. He had failed to defeat the Beast and everyone around him were paying the price for it. He knew he had to get out of the alley and to shelter, but he couldn't leave Piper there. He lifted up her body, groaning in pain from the broken ribs, before setting off
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Cordelia and Fred looked up when the men trooped in. Wesley placed a now-conscious Gunn on the lounge, as Fred rushed to his side. Lorne headed to the front counter and started making himself a seabreeze, as Cordelia grabbed the first-aid kits and handed one to Fred, before patching up Lorne's injury
"Where's Angel?" Fred asked
"He'll be on his way," Wesley replied
At that moment, Angel staggered inside, his body still working to repair the injuries he'd sustained. His neck wound had closed up, while the arrow wounds had healed completely. Ignoring everyone, he made his way upstairs, collapsing on the bed in his room. It was a few more minutes before Cordelia entered the room
"Angel, are you okay?"
"Am I okay? I was just nearly decapitated by my own stake and thrown off a skyscraper. On top of that, you're not even talking to me, so yeah, I'm okay"
"Angel…there's a reason why I'm not talking to you"
"Thrill me," Angel deadpanned, moving into a sitting position
"Not long after Piper regained her memories, she kissed me," Cordelia explained, "And she gave me all these memories. They're all about you. Or more precisely, Angelus. All that you've done as Angelus"
"I'm never hidden from what I've done," Angel said, "You know that"
"Seeing it is different from knowing," Cordelia said, "I saw everything Angelus did. All those people you tortured and killed. Over a hundred years of it. I saw it all"
"So, you won't talk to me or come near me simply because you have seen my entire history as Angelus and it completely scares you?" Angel said
"I'm sorry, Angel, but I think we need some time apart so I can work through this. I love you, but I just can't be with you right now"
Cordelia gave him a sad smile and left the room. Angel watched her go, before growling, letting out an angry cry and driving his fist into the wall
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