Part 3
"You have no idea who and what you're dealing with!"
Colonel Mc Namara looked down at her and turned to face the soldier monitoring security,
"How's she holding out?"
The soldier looked slightly panicked and cleared his throat nervously,
"Some of the security panels for the cells have blown, sir."
"Which ones?"
"Uh...all of them...and the exits have ben locked, we're stuck inside."
Buffy glared at them,
"Don't you see what he's doing? He's created an all-new Trojan Horse. he's waiting till we rip eachother to pieces so he has a pile of spare parts to make mini versions of himself! Adam's trying to create a race of living war-machines and you're giving him a basement full of free body-parts!"
"It took you long enough."
All heads turned as the congregation of soldiers parted to make way for Cal as he approached the fuming Slayer. The colonel glared at him in disbelief,
"How did you get in?"
"Same way they did, just *before* they did."
"But our security can pick up *all* traces of body heat and motion!"
Laughing mockingly, Cal went game-face causing a ripple effect of horrified gasps to spread across the soldiers,
"What body heat? You need the bodyheat before the motion sensor works, mate."
The Initiative closed in behind him and Cal reverted back to his human face,
"I'd love to stick around but I got a government prototype to take down - duty calls."
He turned and began to walk in Adam's direction. The colonel gave the signal and the soldiers seized him. Looking pretty pissed off, even without the vampiric features, the vampire tuned to face him and smiled with a glacial civilty,
"She's right. You have *no* idea who or what you're dealing with."
Keeping his eyes on the Slayer, Cal decked the soldiers either side of him then cleared a path for himself as her turned and literally kicked the soldiers out of his way. Giving the colonel a last look of contempt, Buffy ran after him. He stopped and turned to face her,
"What *now*?"
"You can't go in there alone."
"Neither can you."
"So.....we'll go in...together."
He rolled his eyes and shrugged,
"Whatever." He indicated the door to the lab, "Ladies first."
He got half way through the door behind her then looked back at the other three who were setting up the spell. He smiled faintly,
"Good luck. You'll be needing it."
A crash was heard from inside and Cal snarled, fangs ready for action. he ran through the door to see what was left of the boy known as Forrest beating the crap out of the Slayer as the fugitive Riley Finn sat and watched. That really pissed him off. Grabbing a surgical trolley he swung it into Forrest's back and into the oncoming zombies of Proffessor Walsh and her assistant. Allowing himself a brief glance down, he saw Buffy completely on the floor, unconscious. Looking up again, he saw Forrest charging at him. Stepping aside slightly, Cal grabbed hold of the mutant's head and yanked it down as he thrust his own knee up. He felt his knee come into contact with Forrest's face, and the crunch as the nose and cheek bones were smashed. Throwing the creature away from him, Cal wiped the blood off his pants and snarled angrily as he himself was thrown against the wall and landed slumped on the floor. Riley glared down at him. He'd removed the chip but something inside him had clicked : humans good - vampires bad. Flipping back to his feet, Cal glanced briefly at the fallen Slayer. She was stirring. He glared at Riley fixing him with the look a wolf gives a lamb just before he has his lunch,
"Don't start with me, Commando, I'm not in the mood for fun 'n' games."
He brushed the human to the side and made his way to the door where Adam lay in waiting. Riley seized the back of his trenchcoat,
"Oh sorry, was I in your way?" He punched his weight, his fist coming into contact with Cal's jaw. The vampire snarled, his face contorting,
"No, but you are now."
Grabbing the collar of the boy's shirt, Cal glared at him, a deep rumbling growl escaping his throat. Throwing him into the door, and consequently opening it due to the impact, the vampire revealed a very annoyed Adam. Out of the corner of his eye, Cal saw Buffy pull herself to her feet, her eyes changing colour. He smiled slightly,
"They did it."
Returning his attention back to the half-dead G I Joe, Cal allowed the boy a few half-hearted punches before seizing him by the shirt and swinging him around and over his head. Dropping him to the floor head first, the vampire remarked cheerfully,
"Say, do you know you bear a strong resemblance to a fish?"
Pulling himself to his feet Riley attempted an attack launching himself at Cal from the trolley. Catching the boy by the throat, he slammed him against the wall. Riley coughed,
"At least I'm alive."
Smiling almost wickedly, Cal raised his eyebrows,
"Allow me to alter the situation."
With a quick flick of his wrist, the boy's neck snapped clean in two and crumpled on the floor as the vampire released the body. Rubbing his hands as if finishing a job well done, Cal looked down at the body nonchalantly,
"Oops, now look what you made me do. I got dust on my coat."
Brushing himself off, he looked at the battered figure of Forrest staggering towards him. Forrest glared at him through a smashed face,
"Why won't you die?!"
"Well. as a rule, vampires are already dead."
Rolling his eyes, Cal thrust out his fist, and a smile of pure satisfaction flooded his face as the monster's head actually fell off.
All vampiric senses heightened by the previous fights, Cal noted with slight dismay that the Slayer's heart was racing. He crossed the lab towards the door and looked in as she snapped one of Adam's skewers. The monster smiled,
"I expected more from you Slayer, is this all you've got?" Cal stood in the doorway looking in on them,
"Yeah, well I've got more."
She was doing well but she wouldn't hold out. Vamping-out, the vampire grabbed the trolley and slammed it into the creature's back, allowing Buffy to plant a well-aimed kick in his face. Carefully monitoring the girl's heart-rate, Cal leapt onto Adam's back, leaning backwards and causing the creature to tip in his direction as he saw Buffy go down.
Angry that she didn't have the strength to finish the job, he realised he'd have to do it himself,
"Y'know, you're like the oversized - and overrated - version of my blender?" He flipped backwards onto the control panel and bared his fangs, daring his adversary to make a move. "How so?"
He shrugged,
"Dunno, but it sounded good." He thrust his foot down through the control panel and watched with satisfaction as Adam's upgrades shutdown and he was left with one skewer and his sheer strength and size. Adam's triumphant smile faded slightly and he eyed Cal with uncertain apprehension,
"Interesting..."
Cal pondered Adam's remark for a moment then vamped-out. He hurled himself at the monster, knocking them both to the floor. Dodging Adam's flying fists, Cal grabbed Buffy's weapon, the leg from one of the trolleys and brought it down on his head, knocking off the head panel. Adam seized the weapon,
"Very interesting..."
"You think so?" Cal thrust his fist into Adam's face, "Myself," He pushed up with his feet, jumping over the mutant's head and snarled, stomping right into the creature's chest on the way back down. "I thought," He stamped harder and grinned as his foot went through the stitches and crushed Adam's power source, "it was rather blase." He removed his foot and his brow furrowed as he saw the mess his shoe was in. Stepping away from the body of the biomechanoid and towards the unconscious Slayer, he shook his head,
"But then, different people have different tastes."
In the old lab of project 314, Giles, Willow and Xander stirred. They had fallen as Buffy had and now, fully conscious, they pulled themselves back into sitting position. Willow look at the other two, taking a deep breath,
"That was..."
"Interesting," Cal finished for her, "to say the least."
He walked in, the unconscious figure of the Slayer slung over his shoulder. He noted the worried expressions on their faces,
"Don't worry, she'll be okay, I saw to that."
"You have no idea who and what you're dealing with!"
Colonel Mc Namara looked down at her and turned to face the soldier monitoring security,
"How's she holding out?"
The soldier looked slightly panicked and cleared his throat nervously,
"Some of the security panels for the cells have blown, sir."
"Which ones?"
"Uh...all of them...and the exits have ben locked, we're stuck inside."
Buffy glared at them,
"Don't you see what he's doing? He's created an all-new Trojan Horse. he's waiting till we rip eachother to pieces so he has a pile of spare parts to make mini versions of himself! Adam's trying to create a race of living war-machines and you're giving him a basement full of free body-parts!"
"It took you long enough."
All heads turned as the congregation of soldiers parted to make way for Cal as he approached the fuming Slayer. The colonel glared at him in disbelief,
"How did you get in?"
"Same way they did, just *before* they did."
"But our security can pick up *all* traces of body heat and motion!"
Laughing mockingly, Cal went game-face causing a ripple effect of horrified gasps to spread across the soldiers,
"What body heat? You need the bodyheat before the motion sensor works, mate."
The Initiative closed in behind him and Cal reverted back to his human face,
"I'd love to stick around but I got a government prototype to take down - duty calls."
He turned and began to walk in Adam's direction. The colonel gave the signal and the soldiers seized him. Looking pretty pissed off, even without the vampiric features, the vampire tuned to face him and smiled with a glacial civilty,
"She's right. You have *no* idea who or what you're dealing with."
Keeping his eyes on the Slayer, Cal decked the soldiers either side of him then cleared a path for himself as her turned and literally kicked the soldiers out of his way. Giving the colonel a last look of contempt, Buffy ran after him. He stopped and turned to face her,
"What *now*?"
"You can't go in there alone."
"Neither can you."
"So.....we'll go in...together."
He rolled his eyes and shrugged,
"Whatever." He indicated the door to the lab, "Ladies first."
He got half way through the door behind her then looked back at the other three who were setting up the spell. He smiled faintly,
"Good luck. You'll be needing it."
A crash was heard from inside and Cal snarled, fangs ready for action. he ran through the door to see what was left of the boy known as Forrest beating the crap out of the Slayer as the fugitive Riley Finn sat and watched. That really pissed him off. Grabbing a surgical trolley he swung it into Forrest's back and into the oncoming zombies of Proffessor Walsh and her assistant. Allowing himself a brief glance down, he saw Buffy completely on the floor, unconscious. Looking up again, he saw Forrest charging at him. Stepping aside slightly, Cal grabbed hold of the mutant's head and yanked it down as he thrust his own knee up. He felt his knee come into contact with Forrest's face, and the crunch as the nose and cheek bones were smashed. Throwing the creature away from him, Cal wiped the blood off his pants and snarled angrily as he himself was thrown against the wall and landed slumped on the floor. Riley glared down at him. He'd removed the chip but something inside him had clicked : humans good - vampires bad. Flipping back to his feet, Cal glanced briefly at the fallen Slayer. She was stirring. He glared at Riley fixing him with the look a wolf gives a lamb just before he has his lunch,
"Don't start with me, Commando, I'm not in the mood for fun 'n' games."
He brushed the human to the side and made his way to the door where Adam lay in waiting. Riley seized the back of his trenchcoat,
"Oh sorry, was I in your way?" He punched his weight, his fist coming into contact with Cal's jaw. The vampire snarled, his face contorting,
"No, but you are now."
Grabbing the collar of the boy's shirt, Cal glared at him, a deep rumbling growl escaping his throat. Throwing him into the door, and consequently opening it due to the impact, the vampire revealed a very annoyed Adam. Out of the corner of his eye, Cal saw Buffy pull herself to her feet, her eyes changing colour. He smiled slightly,
"They did it."
Returning his attention back to the half-dead G I Joe, Cal allowed the boy a few half-hearted punches before seizing him by the shirt and swinging him around and over his head. Dropping him to the floor head first, the vampire remarked cheerfully,
"Say, do you know you bear a strong resemblance to a fish?"
Pulling himself to his feet Riley attempted an attack launching himself at Cal from the trolley. Catching the boy by the throat, he slammed him against the wall. Riley coughed,
"At least I'm alive."
Smiling almost wickedly, Cal raised his eyebrows,
"Allow me to alter the situation."
With a quick flick of his wrist, the boy's neck snapped clean in two and crumpled on the floor as the vampire released the body. Rubbing his hands as if finishing a job well done, Cal looked down at the body nonchalantly,
"Oops, now look what you made me do. I got dust on my coat."
Brushing himself off, he looked at the battered figure of Forrest staggering towards him. Forrest glared at him through a smashed face,
"Why won't you die?!"
"Well. as a rule, vampires are already dead."
Rolling his eyes, Cal thrust out his fist, and a smile of pure satisfaction flooded his face as the monster's head actually fell off.
All vampiric senses heightened by the previous fights, Cal noted with slight dismay that the Slayer's heart was racing. He crossed the lab towards the door and looked in as she snapped one of Adam's skewers. The monster smiled,
"I expected more from you Slayer, is this all you've got?" Cal stood in the doorway looking in on them,
"Yeah, well I've got more."
She was doing well but she wouldn't hold out. Vamping-out, the vampire grabbed the trolley and slammed it into the creature's back, allowing Buffy to plant a well-aimed kick in his face. Carefully monitoring the girl's heart-rate, Cal leapt onto Adam's back, leaning backwards and causing the creature to tip in his direction as he saw Buffy go down.
Angry that she didn't have the strength to finish the job, he realised he'd have to do it himself,
"Y'know, you're like the oversized - and overrated - version of my blender?" He flipped backwards onto the control panel and bared his fangs, daring his adversary to make a move. "How so?"
He shrugged,
"Dunno, but it sounded good." He thrust his foot down through the control panel and watched with satisfaction as Adam's upgrades shutdown and he was left with one skewer and his sheer strength and size. Adam's triumphant smile faded slightly and he eyed Cal with uncertain apprehension,
"Interesting..."
Cal pondered Adam's remark for a moment then vamped-out. He hurled himself at the monster, knocking them both to the floor. Dodging Adam's flying fists, Cal grabbed Buffy's weapon, the leg from one of the trolleys and brought it down on his head, knocking off the head panel. Adam seized the weapon,
"Very interesting..."
"You think so?" Cal thrust his fist into Adam's face, "Myself," He pushed up with his feet, jumping over the mutant's head and snarled, stomping right into the creature's chest on the way back down. "I thought," He stamped harder and grinned as his foot went through the stitches and crushed Adam's power source, "it was rather blase." He removed his foot and his brow furrowed as he saw the mess his shoe was in. Stepping away from the body of the biomechanoid and towards the unconscious Slayer, he shook his head,
"But then, different people have different tastes."
In the old lab of project 314, Giles, Willow and Xander stirred. They had fallen as Buffy had and now, fully conscious, they pulled themselves back into sitting position. Willow look at the other two, taking a deep breath,
"That was..."
"Interesting," Cal finished for her, "to say the least."
He walked in, the unconscious figure of the Slayer slung over his shoulder. He noted the worried expressions on their faces,
"Don't worry, she'll be okay, I saw to that."
