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Finished: February 10, 2001
~~ The Battle Begins ~~
Angel and I hold hands while we patrol through the cemetery; well stroll through is more like it. A fledgling vampire jumps out in front of us from behind a tombstone and I quickly start fighting it. A punch to its face and a kick to its stomach send it to the ground and I quickly bury a stake in its heart. I stand up and turn back to Angel who is leaning against a tree staring silently up at the moon.
"I remember how the moon used to call to the demon in me. Summoning me to the darkness to maim and torture any being I came across," he looks over at me and smiles. "Now I can just look at it like any other person and wonder if it's really made of cheese."
I laugh as I walk up to him and stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. All of a sudden my 'spider-sense' goes off and I break the kiss to spin around and prepare to fight the approaching vampire. It's just Spike. He slowly wanders up to us and stands only a few feet away.
"Isn't that sweet," he says bitterly while crushing a cigarette butt under his boot. "Peaches and Slutty are back together--"
Angel grabs Spike by the throat and roughly holds him against the tree he was just leaning against. Spike tries to escape Angel's grasp, which is surprisingly strong against Spike's vampiric strength. "Spike, calm down, I wouldn't want you to accidentally dust yourself on a stray tree branch," he says sarcastically, staring down at the blonde vampire.
"Really?" Spike asks, stalling for time until Angel calms down.
"Of course not," he replies. "I would want to stake you myself."
I remove Angel's hand from Spike's throat and stand between them like a teacher standing between two fighting students. "Thanks, luv," Spike says. "For a minute there I thought you'd be mad--" Spike is once again cut off when I shove him against the tree. "Hey, what's the deal here?" he questions angrily.
"The deal is that you will tell us about two runaway demons from Belize and I won't shove this wooden stake in your chest." I say in a sarcastically sweet voice.
Spike stands there for a minute. "Well, they're about seven feet tall, ugly, green, with horns sticking out from their shoulders, and they wear heavy armor plates," he says with a smirk. "Oh, and they're coming from over there." He points behind Angel and I before sauntering off.
We spin around and see two demons matching Spike's description. They step from behind a tree and look around, one carrying a heavy ax, the other carrying a mace. They look in our direction and growl menacingly, baring two rows of large, sharp teeth. One points his weapon at us. "Slayer," he bellows. "And Angelus."
They start to approach us and I take a crossbow from my weapons bag. I load a silver-tipped arrow and take aim. "Giles said that silver reacts with their blood and acts as a poison," I explain to Angel. "It will paralyze them for a few minutes, but it won't kill them."
"What will?" he asks, busily searching through my bag as the monsters pick up their speed.
"My blood mixed with theirs," I say quickly. "It stops their heart."
He stands up holding a small dagger. "Angel, that's not even silver, it won't paralyze them."
"No it won't," he replies. "But I bet it'll still hurt like hell."
I release the trigger and the arrow leaves the bow like lightning. My target, the demon carrying the mace, bats it away with his weapon without breaking stride. He grins evilly and stops walking along with his buddy. "Now the battle begins, Slayer," he growls.
"And it's about to end." I say. I quickly reload another arrow. "I can't say it was nice knowing you, though." One of the demons charges at me and knocks the crossbow clear across the cemetery with its ax before I can shoot it. Left with no other weapons for the time being, I proceed to punch and kick my attacker as the other creature approaches Angel, waving its weapon menacingly around.
The demon I'm fighting swings its ax and I duck down, avoiding the ax by mere inches. He repeats the action but aims for my legs and I have to jump above the weapon. Upon landing, I kick the demon's stomach and although armored, he stumbles back a step. I steal a glance at Angel who is mostly dodging the monster's attacks. He's tiring though, and can't hold up much longer. I run over to him, capturing the attention of both demons and gently pushing Angel out of harm's way. My push is a little stronger than intended and he is shoved back against the tree beside my weapons bag, but at least he's safe for now.
"Angel, call Riley and tell him to get down here," I instruct him. "We're gonna need all the help we can get."
Finished: February 10, 2001
~~ The Battle Begins ~~
Angel and I hold hands while we patrol through the cemetery; well stroll through is more like it. A fledgling vampire jumps out in front of us from behind a tombstone and I quickly start fighting it. A punch to its face and a kick to its stomach send it to the ground and I quickly bury a stake in its heart. I stand up and turn back to Angel who is leaning against a tree staring silently up at the moon.
"I remember how the moon used to call to the demon in me. Summoning me to the darkness to maim and torture any being I came across," he looks over at me and smiles. "Now I can just look at it like any other person and wonder if it's really made of cheese."
I laugh as I walk up to him and stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. All of a sudden my 'spider-sense' goes off and I break the kiss to spin around and prepare to fight the approaching vampire. It's just Spike. He slowly wanders up to us and stands only a few feet away.
"Isn't that sweet," he says bitterly while crushing a cigarette butt under his boot. "Peaches and Slutty are back together--"
Angel grabs Spike by the throat and roughly holds him against the tree he was just leaning against. Spike tries to escape Angel's grasp, which is surprisingly strong against Spike's vampiric strength. "Spike, calm down, I wouldn't want you to accidentally dust yourself on a stray tree branch," he says sarcastically, staring down at the blonde vampire.
"Really?" Spike asks, stalling for time until Angel calms down.
"Of course not," he replies. "I would want to stake you myself."
I remove Angel's hand from Spike's throat and stand between them like a teacher standing between two fighting students. "Thanks, luv," Spike says. "For a minute there I thought you'd be mad--" Spike is once again cut off when I shove him against the tree. "Hey, what's the deal here?" he questions angrily.
"The deal is that you will tell us about two runaway demons from Belize and I won't shove this wooden stake in your chest." I say in a sarcastically sweet voice.
Spike stands there for a minute. "Well, they're about seven feet tall, ugly, green, with horns sticking out from their shoulders, and they wear heavy armor plates," he says with a smirk. "Oh, and they're coming from over there." He points behind Angel and I before sauntering off.
We spin around and see two demons matching Spike's description. They step from behind a tree and look around, one carrying a heavy ax, the other carrying a mace. They look in our direction and growl menacingly, baring two rows of large, sharp teeth. One points his weapon at us. "Slayer," he bellows. "And Angelus."
They start to approach us and I take a crossbow from my weapons bag. I load a silver-tipped arrow and take aim. "Giles said that silver reacts with their blood and acts as a poison," I explain to Angel. "It will paralyze them for a few minutes, but it won't kill them."
"What will?" he asks, busily searching through my bag as the monsters pick up their speed.
"My blood mixed with theirs," I say quickly. "It stops their heart."
He stands up holding a small dagger. "Angel, that's not even silver, it won't paralyze them."
"No it won't," he replies. "But I bet it'll still hurt like hell."
I release the trigger and the arrow leaves the bow like lightning. My target, the demon carrying the mace, bats it away with his weapon without breaking stride. He grins evilly and stops walking along with his buddy. "Now the battle begins, Slayer," he growls.
"And it's about to end." I say. I quickly reload another arrow. "I can't say it was nice knowing you, though." One of the demons charges at me and knocks the crossbow clear across the cemetery with its ax before I can shoot it. Left with no other weapons for the time being, I proceed to punch and kick my attacker as the other creature approaches Angel, waving its weapon menacingly around.
The demon I'm fighting swings its ax and I duck down, avoiding the ax by mere inches. He repeats the action but aims for my legs and I have to jump above the weapon. Upon landing, I kick the demon's stomach and although armored, he stumbles back a step. I steal a glance at Angel who is mostly dodging the monster's attacks. He's tiring though, and can't hold up much longer. I run over to him, capturing the attention of both demons and gently pushing Angel out of harm's way. My push is a little stronger than intended and he is shoved back against the tree beside my weapons bag, but at least he's safe for now.
"Angel, call Riley and tell him to get down here," I instruct him. "We're gonna need all the help we can get."
