CHAPTER EIGHT
Angel and I walked down the hall of Sunnydale High towards the boiler room, which was in the basement, and had access to the sewer tunnels. On the way there, I literally rammed into Willow, the redhead who'd helped me earlier.
"Hi, Ari." She said nervously. "Where are you going?"
"Boiler room." Couldn't lie anymore.
"Why?"
"Giles needs something he left down there. Nice talking to you." We kept moving, and opened the boiler room door, going inside.
~*~
"How long have we been down here?" I asked Angel.
"About an hour, I'd say."
"Think the sun's set?"
"Probably not."
"Damn. I need to get out of these tunnels."
"Well, we need to find the Master, and he's said to be underground."
"What's that?"
"The Master is-"
"No. That." I pointed to the end of the tunnel, which was a solid concrete door, almost.
"I think it's a door."
"Let's open it." Angel tried. Then I tried to help. Both of us combined couldn't pull it open.
"On the count of three, we kick it in."
"Right."
"One...two...three!" We kicked. It budged. We had to do it seven more times to get it through. We entered the dank, dirty room. No doubt about it, it had been inhabited. And it still was.
"The Slayer." A hoarse, old voice said from the corner of the room. It belonged to an extremely pale, wrinkly vampire with a pink nose.
"The Master?" I inquired.
"I've been waiting for you."
"Yeah, well, jet lag and all."
"One with a sense of humor. Interesting."
"You think I'm funny, you should meet Homer Simpson." The Master stood, and walked toward me.
"Ready to rumble?" I asked him. No reply. "Well, ready or not, here I come." I ran to the platform where his chair (the one he'd stood up from) was, where he was standing, and jumped on the platform. I high kicked him in the head, and when he didn't move, I threw a bottle of holy water at him. It hit him, and he started to smoke a little, but it didn't do much, displayed to me by his laugh. Now I got pissed. I pulled out my stake.
"Do you really think that a stake can kill me?"
"Let's find out." I shoved it to where his heart was, but he jumped up, and over me. He grabbed my neck with his arm.
"Angel!" I choked out. He jumped onto the platform and stabbed the Master with a stake. Only it was on the wrong side. No heart. But it went through him. Into my shoulder. Man, it hurt! Must've hurt the Master, too, because he loosened his grip on me and I slipped out, snapping his arm behind his back. "Stake him! Now!" I instructed Angel, and he tried, but the Master got out of my grip, just as I'd gotten out of his. Someone slammed me from behind with something heavy, and I fell to the ground. Slowly I got up, and kicked the henchman that had hit me. I staked him good and quick, and then three others that came onto me right after the Master had moved. Angel was fighting him in another corner of the room. When I was done I rushed over to help him out. I hit the Master with a flying kick that sent him to the side, knocking him off balance. He bounced back, though, and grabbed my head. When Angel tried to get him, he threw him to the other side of the room, slamming him against a wall and knocking him out. He still held his grip tight on my neck. I struggled against him, trying to loosen his grip with my hand, but with his free hand snapped my right wrist. What he didn't know was that I'm ambi, and I hit him with my fist in the nose. He grabbed that one and broke it with his own hand. Then he sunk his teeth into my neck. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, just made me dizzy. He stopped drinking, though, leaving me alive. Then he hit me again, and hard. I fell off the platform, and hit my head on this little rock wall surrounding a vat of water, in which my head fell. I saw the water start to turn a deep red from my blood, and then it all went black, and my breathing slowed, and I heard the Master start to leave.
AN: That all? You decide. Want her to die? Want this to be it? Or ya want her to survive? You review, you get more. You don't, no more. PLEASE REVIEW MAKE MY DAY!
Angel and I walked down the hall of Sunnydale High towards the boiler room, which was in the basement, and had access to the sewer tunnels. On the way there, I literally rammed into Willow, the redhead who'd helped me earlier.
"Hi, Ari." She said nervously. "Where are you going?"
"Boiler room." Couldn't lie anymore.
"Why?"
"Giles needs something he left down there. Nice talking to you." We kept moving, and opened the boiler room door, going inside.
~*~
"How long have we been down here?" I asked Angel.
"About an hour, I'd say."
"Think the sun's set?"
"Probably not."
"Damn. I need to get out of these tunnels."
"Well, we need to find the Master, and he's said to be underground."
"What's that?"
"The Master is-"
"No. That." I pointed to the end of the tunnel, which was a solid concrete door, almost.
"I think it's a door."
"Let's open it." Angel tried. Then I tried to help. Both of us combined couldn't pull it open.
"On the count of three, we kick it in."
"Right."
"One...two...three!" We kicked. It budged. We had to do it seven more times to get it through. We entered the dank, dirty room. No doubt about it, it had been inhabited. And it still was.
"The Slayer." A hoarse, old voice said from the corner of the room. It belonged to an extremely pale, wrinkly vampire with a pink nose.
"The Master?" I inquired.
"I've been waiting for you."
"Yeah, well, jet lag and all."
"One with a sense of humor. Interesting."
"You think I'm funny, you should meet Homer Simpson." The Master stood, and walked toward me.
"Ready to rumble?" I asked him. No reply. "Well, ready or not, here I come." I ran to the platform where his chair (the one he'd stood up from) was, where he was standing, and jumped on the platform. I high kicked him in the head, and when he didn't move, I threw a bottle of holy water at him. It hit him, and he started to smoke a little, but it didn't do much, displayed to me by his laugh. Now I got pissed. I pulled out my stake.
"Do you really think that a stake can kill me?"
"Let's find out." I shoved it to where his heart was, but he jumped up, and over me. He grabbed my neck with his arm.
"Angel!" I choked out. He jumped onto the platform and stabbed the Master with a stake. Only it was on the wrong side. No heart. But it went through him. Into my shoulder. Man, it hurt! Must've hurt the Master, too, because he loosened his grip on me and I slipped out, snapping his arm behind his back. "Stake him! Now!" I instructed Angel, and he tried, but the Master got out of my grip, just as I'd gotten out of his. Someone slammed me from behind with something heavy, and I fell to the ground. Slowly I got up, and kicked the henchman that had hit me. I staked him good and quick, and then three others that came onto me right after the Master had moved. Angel was fighting him in another corner of the room. When I was done I rushed over to help him out. I hit the Master with a flying kick that sent him to the side, knocking him off balance. He bounced back, though, and grabbed my head. When Angel tried to get him, he threw him to the other side of the room, slamming him against a wall and knocking him out. He still held his grip tight on my neck. I struggled against him, trying to loosen his grip with my hand, but with his free hand snapped my right wrist. What he didn't know was that I'm ambi, and I hit him with my fist in the nose. He grabbed that one and broke it with his own hand. Then he sunk his teeth into my neck. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, just made me dizzy. He stopped drinking, though, leaving me alive. Then he hit me again, and hard. I fell off the platform, and hit my head on this little rock wall surrounding a vat of water, in which my head fell. I saw the water start to turn a deep red from my blood, and then it all went black, and my breathing slowed, and I heard the Master start to leave.
AN: That all? You decide. Want her to die? Want this to be it? Or ya want her to survive? You review, you get more. You don't, no more. PLEASE REVIEW MAKE MY DAY!