A/N – thanks for the reviews and thanks for FTFCHRIS pointing out that my stories are starting to get a tad bit too similar ROFL I didn't mean for this to happen but I will do my best to make things different for now on. I'm only new to writing at any level(s) so I'm still learning. Thanks a lot for the advice.
Bear in mind this fan fiction has only just started LOL there's a long way to go – I'm just cheating a little by using my Cap America fic as a template to get the story started / going. Yeah I know – cheating's bad but in the immortal words of Auron and Tidus from FFX – THIS IS MY STORY ! LOL ! Just kidding. All sound advice and constructive criticism is welcomed.
A/N 2 – Thanks to GenoBeast for pointing out my inconsistency with Willow's character. Don't forget at this point in the show the characters are only 15 years approximately so a little bit of immaturity and hurt feelings is to be expected lol.
A/N 3 – Enough bulls**t from me, lets get on with the story! WARNING MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!
A/N 4 – This will be slightly out of cannon and AU from now on after all THIS IS MY STORY - LOL
CHAPTER TEN – ENDING THE SPELL PART II
Snake exited the costume shop of Ethan Rayne, and confronted the master vampire Spike along with his bunch of fledglings as well as the smaller 'demons' that he had previously recruited earlier in the night. Angel had reluctantly decided to join him, in an effort to stop the boy from getting himself killed at the violent hands of William the Bloody. Cordelia remained behind in the shop however, to look after the frightened Buffy who had still to regain her senses after fainting at the sight of Spike's horde chasing the group on their way to the costume shop. Spike called his group to a halt as he noticed the pair of scoobies leaving the store and standing in front of them.
"Oi! Look at that! What do we have here, eh? If it isn't the bloody whelp and the grand poof of a sire, bloody Angel!" Spike taunted even as he was addressing his own minions who growled back at the Sunnydale heroes.
"You boys must have a bloody death wish coming out here all by your lonesome's to face us, mates. Angel you big poof, at least you should have known better." Spike snarled at his grand sire.
"Give it up Spike. We've beaten you every time we've crossed paths. What makes you think that this time will be any different?" Angel asked as he sneered back at Spike in defiance.
"Well, I'm bloody thinking that there's no damned, annoying, pain in the butt, bloody Slayer to back you boys up. That's what I'm thinking." Spike returned Angel's sneer with interest.
"Who says we need a Slayer to help us fight riff raff like you!" Solid Snake sarcastically taunted the blonde vampire wearing the black coat, otherwise known as Spike.
"Well, well! Big words coming from the mouth of the bloody Whelp! Just f**king great. Who the hell do you think you are mate?" Spike sneered at the boy with contempt. Spike truly thought at that moment the Angel was the true threat, the boy was just a small insect waiting to be squashed. But if he had known the truth, he would have realized it would be more likely to be the other way around.
"My name is Snake. Solid Snake. Keep that in mind when I send you all the way to hell!" Snake taunted back at the vampire, even as he brought up his FA-MAS to bear.
"Well, well! Looks like the whelp has a fancy toy to play with! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! DO you know that GUNS don't kill vampires boy." Spike warned the boy, even as he was about to attack.
"Ha! But my gun is special. You can either make like a tree and leave, or you get get your head blown off. Either way is fine with me." Snake warned Spike.
Something was worrying Spike. The boy showed no fear, and was far too confident for his liking. Even worse, Angel wasn't looking worried about the boy's safety and to Spike, it looked like his grand poof of a sire knew something. Something was niggling at the back of his mind, and then it suddenly hit Spike as he remembered.
"Someone's has changed it all. Someone, new. But we must beware of the nasty Snake because he will bite us if we try to hurt the slayer." Drusilla replied.
"A, Snake? Who's going to bite us? Surely it can't be Peeches?" Spike asked with a groan as the mere though of his grand sire Angel made him sick.
With that realization that the one Dru was talking about was actually the bloody whelp, Spike laughed out loud.
Oh this is just f**king great. My bloody insane seer of a sire told me to be careful around the bloody whelp! Ha! The boy couldn't even fight his way out of a wet paper bag, let alone take me on! The Big Bad! Ha! I'm going to dust the poof, then rip the guts out of the bloody annoying whelp, then I'll FINALLY bag me a third Slayer! Spike thought viciously to himself.
"Angel, get your self ready. I've got some tricks up my sleeve that should even the odds here greatly. Perhaps put them back in our favor." Snake whispered to Angel while Spike seemed to drift off mentally.
"What kind of tricks?" Angel asked suspicious as to what the boy was planning.
"Never, mind that. You've got to trust me here if we're to prevent these hostiles getting into the costume store and attacking the helpless civilians." Snake explained quickly and quietly underneath his breath to get Angel to agree. With the mention of protecting helpless civilians, it was an easy sell. Especially since BUFFY was one of those helpless civilians.
"Agreed." Angel replied as he steadied himself for a long and hard fight that was sure to come.
I just hope the boy, despite his Halloween possession, knows what he is doing. Buffy is in deep trouble here, and we have to pull out all the stops if we're going to save her from Spike and his bloody minions. Angel thought to himself as he prepared for the onslaught that was sure to come.
Spike broke himself out of his mental stupor and was about to order his minions to attack. Why risk him self, when he could get his minions to wear down the two do gooders, and then he could take them out with minimal risk and effort. Spike was eagerly anticipating the violence to come, when things went all pear shaped on him.
Snake let fly with a Chaff Grenade. Ordinarily this kind of grenade was harmless to organic life forms, as it was primarily designed to jam and mess with electronic systems like security cameras and electronic booby traps. But Snake knew that, he intended for the loud bang and the flash of the grenade going off to disorient his enemies for a few precious seconds.
The Chaff grenade was quite effective against the smaller 'demons'. They were in fact just children possessed by their costumes. But the loud explosive noise and bright flash caused by the grenade scared all the little 'monsters'. So much so that all the little tykes ran off into the darkness, in search of easier prey.
"Oi! Were the hell are all you lot going?" Spike yelled after them in annoyance.
"Um Boss, Angel and that whelp are about to attack." A nervous fledgling vampire told his boss, and Spike quickly regained his focus and dragged his attention back on the whelp and the grand poof.
Bloody hell! Looks like the whelp is all full of surprises after all. Just like Dru said. Well bollocks to this! I don't like the look of that fancy gun of his, and who knows if he's carrying more powerful grenades than that the one he just used to scare off all my smaller minions. Guess I'll have to…BLOODY HELL! Spike mentally screamed as he heard the whelp fire off that machine gun of his. Spike having lasted over one hundred years by not taking any chances, quickly pushed two of his fledgling vampire recruits in front of him to take the fire before Spike decided discretion was the better part of valor and decided to make a run for it.
Snake's FA-MAS opened fire upon the fledglings to deadly affect, for the FA-MAS normally had high stopping power at medium range. And this was a pretty much CLOSE range. Not only that, but the FA-MAS was not loaded with regular ammunition, but in fact, Armour piecing, explosive and incinerator rounds, which proved themselves most deadly to the vampires Snake had aimed at. The first vampire hit quickly caught on fire before being dusted. The next one wasn't so lucky, getting both legs blown off, before being dusted with the loss of it's head via deadly and pin point accuracy from Snake. The few remaining vampires knew that the gun that the so called whelp carried was deadly to them so they ran. The last few being picked off of course by Snake, who managed successful head shots on all the fleeing survivors. Unfortunately, Spike was not amongst the ones dusted.
"Bloody Hell!" Was all that Angel could remark, shocked as to the amount of violence and skill as displayed by the boy and his gun.
"I told him my gun was special." Snake turned to Angel and smirked.
"Damn…I want one." Angel remarked even as he began to sulk and brood at the same time.
"No time to waste Angel. We better check up on the civilians and that precious Buffy of yours." Snake remarked before suddenly he was engulfed in a magical backlash that cause him to black out and he promptly collapsed out on the street.
"Geez. Why me?" Angel sighed, even as he picked up the prone body of Xander and dragged him into the costume shop. It would prove to be a long night for the vampire, as the aftermath of the evening's event would have significant fallout amongst the scoobies. Angel re-entered the shop to find a furious and crying Buffy consoling Cordelia who was also in the grip of tears.
"Hey Spike ran away and….what's going on?" Angel asked as he realized something was wrong. Buffy seemed to be back to herself but something seemed to be off with both of the girls.
Hmmm. Speaking of which...where the hell has Willow gone? Angel thought as he was starting to dread what could have possibly happened in the costume shop.
"No! It's my entire fault!" Buffy wailed as the Slayer began to break down, which brought Angel swiftly out of his thoughts.
"No Buffy, it's mine!" Cordelia protested, and instantly Angel knew something was TERRIBLY wrong as it was way out of Cordelia's character to apologize for anything.
"No! I can't believe it, but it's mine!" Buffy was crying harder and wailing at the same time. Angel had no idea what had happened inside while he was outside with Xander confronting Spike, but he knew he had to get to the bottom of this quickly.
"Can someone please tell me just what has happened?" Angel asked softly as he could.
"Ethan…he…Giles…he" Buffy started to babble before she broke down crying again.
"Cordy?" Angel asked the cheerleader, hoping she could be more of a help than Buffy.
"I…" Cordelia started to sob as she couldn't get the words out.
"Can anyone one at least tell me where Willow is?" Angel asked.
"I think once the spell was broken, she went back to her own body." Buffy replied even as she sniffed and tried to hold back tears and be a strong Slayer.
"So she's okay?" Angel asked hesitantly.
"I guess so…" Buffy whimpered even as she and Cordelia hugged and sobbed.
"So why the tears?" Angel asked confused.
"It's Giles…he's…" Buffy started but broke down in tears again. Angel walked over to the Slayer, after putting the unconscious Xander on the floor and allowed the Slayer a hug of comfort.
"Come on Buffy. You can tell me. Please let me help." Angel asked gently, even as he gently rocked the Slayer and held her in his arms.
"It's Giles…" The Slayer told him.
"I know, you said something about Giles. Did something happen?" Angel asked with a bad feeling starting to creep into the pit of his stomach about this whole situation.
"Yes. Oh god Angel. It's all my fault!" Buffy moaned as she sobbed into Angel's chest.
"What is Buffy?" Angel asked as gently as he could.
"Oh my god Angel. It's Giles…oh my god.. Giles is…oh god…Giles is dead! HE'S DEAD ANGEL!" Buffy wailed out loud and started crying her eyes out, with Cordelia not being much better but was currently looking over the prone body of Xander Harris and hoping the dork was okay.
END OF CHAPTER 10.