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Buffy swung her scythe, decapitating the Grappler demon, as Riley delivered two elbow strikes to a fellow Grappler, followed a boot to the chest, then grabbed his handgun and fired three rounds into the Grappler. It stilled, as Buffy ducked under a Grappler's fist, slicing its stomach open, the contents pouring out. She wrinkled her nose at the foul odour, before reversing the scythe and impaling another Grappler through the chest
"That's all of them," Riley called, shooting down the last Grappler, "What now?"
"Report back to base," Buffy replied, "That was the first of a demon group we've seen in the last couple of hours"
Just then, a beam of energy shot into the sky, dispersing the orange clouds and unblocking the sun, allowing its rays to beam down and incinerate any vampire not quick enough to escape the wrath, while a majority of demons simply melded back into the darkness. Buffy smiled to herself, silently congratulating Wesley
"Come on, let's do a quick sweep and then we'll head back"
Buffy and Riley led the Slayers and commandos through several blocks, dispatching a few demons here and there, but not many. An hour later, they had arrived back at the Hyperion, finding only Wesley, Lindsey, Kate, Lorne, Elena and Dracula
"Nice job, Wesley," Riley said, "Took care of our problem for us"
"Not a problem," Wesley replied, sipping his coffee
"So, where's everyone else?" Buffy asked
"They came back not after the sun returned," Lindsey said, "We talked a bit and they all decided to head home. Don't worry about Dawn, she's with Connor"
"Don't worry? Of course I should worry. She's with Angel's son?"
"How is that bad, muffin?" Lorne asked, drinking his seabreeze
Buffy raised an eyebrow at him, sighed and crossed her arms
"You don't seem like the bad-ass Slayer my daddy tells me stories about," Elena said
Buffy fixed Elena with a pointed look, but the young girl simply smirked at her
"Spike's kid. Of course she's gotta inherited something from him," Buffy muttered
"If the threats have been contained, we shall be taking our leave," Riley said
"Thanks for dropping by," Kate called
Riley gave the group a small salute, before leaving the hotel with his fellow commandos. A helicopter arrived, dropping cables down and the commandos grabbed hold, before being winched up into the cargo hold as the helicopter flew away
"So, any news on Spike and his blue girl?" Buffy asked, sitting down wearily
"None, I'm afraid," Wesley replied, "I've been searching for them, but they aren't on this plane anymore. My guess is that they're in another dimension, which one, I'm not sure"
"Spike and Illyria are quite capable of handling themselves," Dracula said, "I'm sure they'll be fine"
"Let's hope so," Lorne said
"Well, there's nothing further I can do here," Buffy said, "I'm gonna head to New York and get my sister. If anything different happens, let me know, okay?"
"We can do that," Lindsey said, "Take care"
Buffy nodded and grabbed her scythe, before leaving the hotel
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Pavayne grinned, holding his hands towards Lilitu's corpse. Her body shrivelled up and became heavily wrinkled, as a white mist moved from her body and was absorbed into Pavayne's corpse. He sucked in air heavily as the new power became part of him
"Oookay, this is not looking good," Spike said
"You think?" Illyria said, before throwing two knives
Pavayne raised his right hand and the knives were transformed into rose petals
"Definitely not good," Spike said
He cracked the chain, only for it to transform into a large snake. It whirled around, hissing and snapped its fangs at him. Spike jumped back, swinging the Vorax and decapitating the snake. Pavayne smiled, then brought his hands upwards. A tower of flames appeared, then died away to reveal a huge gladiator-like demon. It roared and stomped towards Spike and Illyria, slashing the air with its large sword
"What an ugly looking bitch," Spike said, ducking under the sword
Pavayne clicked his fingers three times. After each click, a new demon appeared. The first demon to appear was the Initiative creation, Adam. The second demon to appear was Skip, while the Beast was the third demon to arrive following Pavayne's click
Illyria leapt at the gladiator from behind, as it seemed fixated on Spike. She slammed two knives into the demon's back, then pulled down, tearing the demon's back open. It roared in agony, swinging around with its sword out wide, but Illyria did a backwards handspring, avoiding the blade, as Spike leapt up and drove the Vorax into the demon's spine, severing it and bringing it crashing down. It roared as it faded away
"Adam? What a bloody surprise seeing you here," Spike said
"You have been considered for termination, Hostile 17," Adam said
His right arm transformed into a machinegun and he began firing, sweeping the room. Spike and Illyria hid behind the large rocks that previously held them, as Skip and the Beast appeared before the pair. Skip went for Spike, as the Beast went for Illyria
"Hello, what have we here?" Spike asked, dodging Skip's punch and grabbing onto his chin ring, then yanking hard, "Knock, knock, Avon calling!"
Spike slammed his knee into Skip's face, knocking a few teeth out, then delivered a punch to the demon's throat, putting him on his knees. Meanwhile, Illyria slammed into the rock, cracking it as the Beast towered over her. She kicked him in the shin, but the Beast moved back into a balanced stance, as Illyria rose up, striking the Beast in the face a few times. He growled and caught her fist on the fifth punch, raising his own fist, but Illyria drove her knee into his groin. It had no effect, as the Beast chuckled and brought his fist down. Illyria reeled back from the blow, as the Beast drew back his fist again. Spike grabbed the Beast around the throat, as Illyria snapped off one of the Beast's horns and drove it into his chest. He roared, crumbling into dust, as Skip tackled Spike
Adam stepped around the rocks, his right arm now a rocket launcher as he took aim and fired. Illyria dodged the rocket, as Spike pushed Skip up, the rocket slamming into the demon's back and propelling him through the air, before exploding. Skip was nowhere to be seen, as Illyria turned back to Adam, scoring a skewer through the stomach. He removed his skewer, as Illyria raised a knife at him, but he backhanded her with the rocket launcher, smashing her through the rock, as Spike growled, lunging at Adam, only to get smacked aside and sliding next to Illyria
"You right bastard," Spike groaned, slowly getting to his feet
"The time has come for you to be removed, Hostile 17," Adam said
"Yeah? We'll just bloody well see about that"
Spike vamped out and struck Adam in the face…without any effect. Adam responded by punching Spike across the room. Illyria shakily got to her feet, drawing her last dagger and stabbed it into Adam's back. He whirled around, backhanding her, then raised his skewer. However, Spike came charging in, ramming his shoulder into Adam's back. Illyria dropped to her knees, arms wrapped around herself, as Spike landed a few blows on Adam, only to get skewered through the chest for his troubles
"Goodbye, Hostile 17"
Adam's arm transformed into a machinegun and he aimed it at Spike's head. At the last minute, Illyria jumped in, grabbing Adam's machinegun and forcing it towards his chest. Bullets tore into Adam's body, green blood spraying, as Spike snapped his skewer off and impaled it through his human eye. Adam stumbled back, before turning to dust
"Most impressive," Pavayne said, "Let's change the game a little, shall we?"
"I've got a better idea," Spike said, "No. Come on, let's go, mano y psycho"
Pavayne's hands was glowing purple and the whole scenery was changing once again. This time, Spike and Illyria found themselves standing in a massive graveyard, as the full moon rose up high behind them. Spike looked around and started laughing
"Oh come on, you've got to be kidding me. This is so pathetic!"
Howling could be heard in the distance, as the graveyard started to rumble
"What is going on?" Illyria asked
Hands burst out of the ground, followed by their owners. Spike's jaw dropped as he saw the zombies rise up out of the graves. They were the zombies of the people he had killed over the years. He couldn't remember all of them, simply because he refused to, but there were some faces that entered his mind every now and again. And he was seeing them again in the flesh, so to speak, all of his past victims
"Ssspppiiikkkeee…"
"Okay, now we're at the creepy part," Spike said
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