Two men strode through the streets of Sunnydale as the sun slowly set.

The frist was a young man wearing a black, leather trenchcoat and fingerless gloves over a black, silk shirt and black jeans with heavy combat boots. A pair of silvered shades covered his eyes and a small silver chain hung around his neck. His long, black hair was tied in a neat ponytale that hung down his back to just below the ribs while his chin had a neatly groomed beard and mustache. His face was an almost albino pale though with aristocratic features that made him seem distinguished and a hint of wisdom. His size was slightly on the taller side, though not by much and his build was more like a swimmer or soccer player than any massive build.

His companion on the other hand was massive, over seven foot in height with a large, hooded cloak concealing most of his form save for the occasional glint of reflections of sunlight off concealed gold and a pair of fierce, crimson eyes. The visible fingertips were deeply tanned, but ended in a strange set of claws or talons that seemed strangely at odds with the humanity portrayed by his stance. A pair of sandals with similarly clawed feet were occasionally visible beneath the cloaks folds.

"Than," the second said in a low, gravely voice, "I really don't see why Az asked us to watch this place, I mean, I know the place is a hellmouth, but others are watching it."

"Not totally sure why myself," came the response, "Why couldn't you get So to do this, I mean, the only reason I came is because Hephestus and Aphrodite were having another spat and I really dislike getting caught between those two."

"Well, Sobek has been hiding out in his closet with Petsuchos guarding him since his trip to the land down under," came a slightly insightful tone from the larger of the pair, "And for some reason he starts crying and his pet tries to hide whenever they hear an Aussie accent."

The other gave his companion an odd look, "Well, while we're here how about we clear out some of the locals pest problems?"

The two paused in front of Willy's Bar with an eerie tandom glance at each other.

"After you," the one called Than stated with a half bow and a flourish.

"But of course," the larger one said before kicking in the bars door with an explosive crash that broke the door in half while almost folding the parts togather before they careened into the ar itself with enough force to nearly break through the heavier bar while scattering barstools, tables, and chairs like ten pins.

The two walked calmly through the destroyed entrance while a third figure whistled a jaunty tune he'd picked up from a game he'd been playing, a theme for some sort of angel with a missing wing.

The silver and black tunic the newcomer wore with a deep brown goatee and shoulder length hair smirked slightly.

"Thought I'd find you two here," came the cheerful voice.

"Ares," Than stated with a groan, "What are you doing here?"

"Really, Than," came the chuckle and an almost chiding tone, "A bit of violence is always my thing, especially a bar brawl, haven't had a good one for a few hours since Azrael found a few new drinking buddies."

The god of war paused for a moment before continuing in an almost inquisitive tone of voice, "How the hell he finds the people he hangs around with is something I'll never get, also how the hell he got the Iscariot Priest and the Nosferatu to go drinking is a mystery to everyone, Apollo is running a bet with Raijin over that particular question at the moment."

"Sure why not," the larger one groaned.

"Always up for a spot of violence," Ares responded in a cheerful tone, "Even brought the lighter myself this time!"

"Thanatos?" the large one asked in a shell shocked voice.

"Yeah, Anubis?" the other asked with a concerned look.

"My blood suddenly ran cold."

"Mine to, happens whenever that pyro gets ahold of something flamable."

"I think I'm scared."

Both slowly turned to watch the, once again whistling the same tune, war god walk between them and into the structure followed by a ghastly shriek by a demon, though the tone was garbled enough that they couldn't tell which breed.

"Well," Thanatos said to his Egyptian partner, "No sense letting him have all the fun."

"Agreed."

And the two proceeded into the bar


Willy was in a panic, something that looked human had walked into the bar and sat down before busting a beer bottle and using the remnants to pin one of the vampires hands to the bar before cheerfully anouncing that the injured vamp was paying for his drinks after standing one of the knocked over barstools back up.

He was still frozen in place from when the door got blown inwards by two beings who he'd heard arguing outside after that before folloing their "friend" inside, the larger one seeming to bow nearly two feet before he could pass through the door.

Three of the larger demons seemed to pause a moment before charging the newcommers who were messing up their bar.

Thanatos smiled slightly before brushing back the collar of his hooded trenchcoat to reveal a hilt that was pulled on to reveal a bastard sword of a strange black metal with glowing runes that seemed to glow with an inner light as if lit by the fires of the abyss itself.

"Now shall we?" the Olympian God of Death declared with a truely evil smirk before lashing out with a strike that sang as it passed through the ooze scented air.

"Yes," came the grunted response from the Egyptian Guardian of Death as his pleasure was evident even without seeing his face, "Let's!"

The massive deity tossed aside his cloak to reveal an eleven foot tall frame with massive muscles and a jackals head on a semi-humanoid body with claws on his hands and feet. Leather belts interlaced with silver chains made up the majority of his clothing with golden amulets and bracers along with leg guards.

The egyptian grabbed the first vampire to come close enough with a hand that encompassed the demons chest before chucking him outside and into the light of the sun.

"Let Ahemait have your spirits!" he snarled as the jackle headed warrior charged into the fray directly.

"Oooh," Ares declared as he spotted something among the wreckage as the battle raged around him, "Matches!"


Buffy was staring in awe as screams flooded the streets while injured and dead demons were haphazardly tossed all over the streets and allys around Willys

Finally two figures, Anubis and Thanatos, staggered into the streets as a cry of glee was heard from within.

"Whoa," Ares declared in an almost drunk tone as he staggered out along with a gout of smoke, "Fire fun."

"I wonder if Kerberos can let us hide out at his workshop for a while," Anubis asked his partner, "At least until Ares gets off his current streak of rampant pyromania."

"Nah, Volupta wiould kick us out," Thanatos stammered, "Dogboy won't cross her, especially after everything else between those two, and that is one wierd marriagne, Kerbie's been friends with her mother for a while since she was nice to him before the Big Boss got the furball fired and ended up dating the lass."

"Perhaps Fuijin can put us up, we can even blame Ares and Azrael for this since Az sent us here and Ares caused most of the actual destruction," Anubis mused, "And with Raijin running bets on Olympus, there ought to be room for us to crash with him for a while."

"Oooh," Ares stammered as the bar exploded, "Gaslines burn pretty!"

And with that the olympian god of war passed out as he teleported away.

"Somehow," the blond slayer mused, "I just know this will be blamed on me!"


Firehedgehog: Graci

mchael22: The Brother part will be explained in more detail later on, it is comming, and there is a reason Azrael and Azazel are referred to as twins in this. But the main reason will be explained later on.

Bobboky: Thanks