Lost Connections

Disclaimer: See Part One

By: Fire Wolfe
Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Part 28 Gone to Hell

Travers ordered room serves. A nice thick stake and a fine wine were the least he deserved for saving the slayer line. He pulled off his jacket and hung it up loosening his tie. It was a good days work. He had sent his aides out to search for the new slayer while he made out his report and grabbed something to eat. He was not worried about his associates as he knew they would grab something while they were out. They were adults and could fend for themselves. Travers never considered that they might need to eat and rest. They were his muscle and he had no intention of ever treating them like equals. He waited to see what would happen as he began to compose his report. While he was the head of the Council he still had to follow some rules. Rules he hoped to change now that he had his own slayer. She would not be allowed to be independent. He had enough of that from Summers and Lehane. Travers forgot that he was missing two members of his crew. Then again they were not loyal to him so they hardly mattered in the scheme of things.

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Glory appeared and looked down at herself in disgust. She could not believe she was still stuck in this weak pathetic human. She looked over at the colander and cursed. It had been months since she had last walked this world. Of course it was all her fault for trusting that mechanical menace Adam and his bitch of a mate Eve. She had barely managed to survive the fall. Then Giles snapping her hosts neck had been a bit of an issue. Fortunately he was not human anymore so he had come back. It was rather amazing that the glamour she had put on him was still holding. If not for that she was rather certain that the Slayer and her companions would have taken his head which would have ended him. She was once more glad she had taken a pre immortal as her host. On the bright side the fool was not expecting her to return and the slayer had been killed. That was worth it all because now she could find her key. While the ideal time to open the portal home had passed she would find some way home. She undressed and headed for the hot tub. A warm soak would give her time to consider her options. She pulled out a crystal and called her people to her. Yes she would just consider this a minor setback. She was a God and as such she had all the time in the world.

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The Alarms at the Devon Coven went off. The apprentice witch on duty watched as the crystals all began to glow over Sunnydale.

"Well Shite." She said as she ran to warn the Coven's leaders this was so not good. A new power had arisen at the Hell Mouth and the signs all pointed to a new threat. The coven might well have to go help the slayer...er slayers because if there were now three as the alarms showed then things might be going to hell quite literally.

TBC ….