He'd managed to dodge the Slayer and was now back on track to finding his Target. The prototype known as 'Adam'. He followed his senses, heading in the direction of the woods. He was tired and in a bad humour. He wasn't in the mood to face a 7ft science experiment gone wrong. He made his way through the trees, and noted with pride how the night time birds fell silent as he approached their nests. There was a cave up ahead.
Just like the movies, he thought, the big scary monster lives in a cave.
He waltzed into what appeared to be Adam's home and inhaled. There was a definate aroma of death and decay, laced with blood and fear. Under normal circumstances, he would have enjoyed this smell, but these weren't normal circumstances and he wasn't your average bite and run vampire. He moved further into the cave then fely his stomach churn. In no condition to fight now, he needed nutrition. Fumbling in his pockets he realised he'd left lunch in the car. Bugger. For now, re-con would have to suffice. Taking one last look around, Cal left, heading back to his car.
"No. He was saaay...this tall," Buffy was attempting to describe the vampire to the others, but no matter how many times she tried, he sounded like Angel. "He looked a bit like Angel..but he didn't."
Giles was completely baffled,
"Uh....yes....well."
Buffy stamped her foot impatiently,
"It was all in his attitude, y'know like.....well...he reminded me of Angel...but he was English and...and....and he called me short!"
"You said he was looking at something behind you."
"Oh, yeah. I don't know what it was but it really caught his attention."
"Did he give you a name?"
"No, just answered the way...Angel used to - but he's English so it doesn't count!"
Willow smiled and whispered to Tara,
"The Buffster's got the hot's for All-New Cryptic Guy."
Spike paced the room, he wanted the chip out and preferrably now. But Adam was no push-over,
"You've got the Slayer *how* I want her, but not *where* I want her."
"Where would the where be?"
"Down there." He pointed to the monitor on the desk, it was a security camera in the Initiative that Adam had re-wired, "I want her in the Initiative building."
Cal climbed in behind the wheel and searched the backseat for his lunch. Strictly anti-human. Infact strictly anti-blood. Looking at the orange liquid disdainfully, he sighed and downed it in one. Swallowing hard, he sat back and waited for the rush to kick in. Tonight was going to be a long one, he could feel it in his bones.
Riley sat in the chair, unable to move, unable to speak. He was trapped. Completely. Adam controlled his every move and there was nothing he could do about it.
Buffy dusted herself off and retrieved Mr.Pointy from the pile of ashes on the side-walk. Out of habit, she stepped away from the edge of the road as a convertable cruised past her. It looked much like Giles' new car only, black. That and the fact that the driver had no pulse.
"Hey!"
She ran after the car and Cal speeded up as she gained on him. She couldn't half run for someone so short. Deciding she could be of some use, he hit the breaks. The car stopped instantly but she skidded past him, trying to stop. Stifling a laugh, the vampire kept his facial expression close to fed-up a she regained her ground and walked towards him.
"What?"
"I wanted to ask you a question."
"Shoot."
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
"That was two questions, you need to learn to count better."
"What're you doing here?"
"And that makes three questions, y'know I really don't have time for this. I need to be somewhere right about...now."
"Fine. I'll come with you and you can answer my questions on the way."
"No."
He began to accelerate again and she leapt into the back seat. Cursing, Cal glared at her,
"Get out."
She glared back,
"Make me."
He shrugged nonchalantly,
"If you insist."
He looked at her for a moment, then hit the gas pedal. With a screech, the car bolted down the road. The car was a convertable and Buffy wasn't seated proprly, she toppled off the back, landing in the middle of the road. Laughing, he called back to her,
"Next time you should wear a seatbelt!"
Willow and Tara sat in their dorm, infront of the computer. Willow was still trying to decrypt the discs when they did it themselves. Willow frowned,
"Oh I hate that, it's like someone blurting out the answer before you've - I mean yippee! We've got the information!"
They grabbed the given information and ran to find Giles and Buffy.
Buffy, Willow, Xander and Giles scaled the lift shaft on their way to the Initiative. They got down to the bottom and were warmly greeted by a wide variety of high-tech weaponry, all pointed at them.
Just like the movies, he thought, the big scary monster lives in a cave.
He waltzed into what appeared to be Adam's home and inhaled. There was a definate aroma of death and decay, laced with blood and fear. Under normal circumstances, he would have enjoyed this smell, but these weren't normal circumstances and he wasn't your average bite and run vampire. He moved further into the cave then fely his stomach churn. In no condition to fight now, he needed nutrition. Fumbling in his pockets he realised he'd left lunch in the car. Bugger. For now, re-con would have to suffice. Taking one last look around, Cal left, heading back to his car.
"No. He was saaay...this tall," Buffy was attempting to describe the vampire to the others, but no matter how many times she tried, he sounded like Angel. "He looked a bit like Angel..but he didn't."
Giles was completely baffled,
"Uh....yes....well."
Buffy stamped her foot impatiently,
"It was all in his attitude, y'know like.....well...he reminded me of Angel...but he was English and...and....and he called me short!"
"You said he was looking at something behind you."
"Oh, yeah. I don't know what it was but it really caught his attention."
"Did he give you a name?"
"No, just answered the way...Angel used to - but he's English so it doesn't count!"
Willow smiled and whispered to Tara,
"The Buffster's got the hot's for All-New Cryptic Guy."
Spike paced the room, he wanted the chip out and preferrably now. But Adam was no push-over,
"You've got the Slayer *how* I want her, but not *where* I want her."
"Where would the where be?"
"Down there." He pointed to the monitor on the desk, it was a security camera in the Initiative that Adam had re-wired, "I want her in the Initiative building."
Cal climbed in behind the wheel and searched the backseat for his lunch. Strictly anti-human. Infact strictly anti-blood. Looking at the orange liquid disdainfully, he sighed and downed it in one. Swallowing hard, he sat back and waited for the rush to kick in. Tonight was going to be a long one, he could feel it in his bones.
Riley sat in the chair, unable to move, unable to speak. He was trapped. Completely. Adam controlled his every move and there was nothing he could do about it.
Buffy dusted herself off and retrieved Mr.Pointy from the pile of ashes on the side-walk. Out of habit, she stepped away from the edge of the road as a convertable cruised past her. It looked much like Giles' new car only, black. That and the fact that the driver had no pulse.
"Hey!"
She ran after the car and Cal speeded up as she gained on him. She couldn't half run for someone so short. Deciding she could be of some use, he hit the breaks. The car stopped instantly but she skidded past him, trying to stop. Stifling a laugh, the vampire kept his facial expression close to fed-up a she regained her ground and walked towards him.
"What?"
"I wanted to ask you a question."
"Shoot."
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
"That was two questions, you need to learn to count better."
"What're you doing here?"
"And that makes three questions, y'know I really don't have time for this. I need to be somewhere right about...now."
"Fine. I'll come with you and you can answer my questions on the way."
"No."
He began to accelerate again and she leapt into the back seat. Cursing, Cal glared at her,
"Get out."
She glared back,
"Make me."
He shrugged nonchalantly,
"If you insist."
He looked at her for a moment, then hit the gas pedal. With a screech, the car bolted down the road. The car was a convertable and Buffy wasn't seated proprly, she toppled off the back, landing in the middle of the road. Laughing, he called back to her,
"Next time you should wear a seatbelt!"
Willow and Tara sat in their dorm, infront of the computer. Willow was still trying to decrypt the discs when they did it themselves. Willow frowned,
"Oh I hate that, it's like someone blurting out the answer before you've - I mean yippee! We've got the information!"
They grabbed the given information and ran to find Giles and Buffy.
Buffy, Willow, Xander and Giles scaled the lift shaft on their way to the Initiative. They got down to the bottom and were warmly greeted by a wide variety of high-tech weaponry, all pointed at them.
