Part 18
(TIME UPDATE: APPROXAMETLY 9:30 PM)
The three walked down the streets that, amazingly, looked a lot cleaner than they had yesterday. They figured that the extremely dense police men, or someone, decided to pick up the mess. Spike led them to where he kept his money, and made a short stop, getting out three thousand of it, though not intending on having to give it to him.
As they drew closer to the docks they got much more attentive and careful of their surroundings, expecting something to go wrong. Though luckily they made it to the destination without any trouble.
"That was too easy," Buffy commented surveying the area, but not sensing vampires in the area other than her two favorite ones. "Yeah, you'd think that there'd be some vamps still in town," Angel agreed suspicious. "But we did kill the big lot of 'em, and a lot of 'em left. The thing I'm worried about it that this guy we're gonna meet up with has somethin' up his sleeve," Spike said keeping his voice low, turning around and looking everywhere, then got louder, "See anything?" Buffy was about to respond when she heard a voice, the three flipped around.
"I'm gonna guess you're Spike, by the voice," a man said emerging from the darkness with other 'men' following behind him. "Yeah, that's me. You got the translation?" he asked feeling the stake up his sleeve for reassurance. "Yeah, printed it out all nice for ya, you got the money?" the man asked holding up a stack of papers. Spike grabbed the money in his pocket tight and pulled it out for him to see, "It's all here."
The man nodded to one of the vampires behind him, and the guy walked over to Spike, whom stood his ground, and looked over the money. "Looks good," the vamp said as he walked back. "Of course it's *good*," Spike mocked the man and nodded to Buffy, whom almost laughed as she strode over to the papers.
She examined them, smiling as she saw they looked correct, and also that there seemed to be a spell that would help them immensely. "Looks good," she motioned Spike and Angel to come.
"You hand me the money then I'll hand you the papers," he demanded. "How 'bout the other way around," Angel said emerging from his silence. "No way."
"Here, Spike keep a hold of the money, but put it in his hand, and you, put the papers in Spike's hand but don't let go yet, then on the count of three, let go," Buffy reasoned, easily seeing them standing around for hours deciding how to do this. Spike and the man eyed each other before doing as she said, then she counted down irritated at their immaturity, "1... 2... 3."
They both did as they were told and it went smoothly, but then the man got an evil grin on his face. Spike reading this quickly stuffed the papers safely in his inside coat pocket. Buffy saw it too and backed away from the vamps to give her time to whip the stake out of her sleeve, she was soon followed by Spike and Angel whom both pulled out a weapon. Spike was careful to point his at a vamp, and then both parties attacked, but the man slid away out of the line of fire.
Buffy got a good punch to the one right off the bat, but it didn't stun him much and he got one in on her. She shook it off and ducked the next one, swinging her leg around and knocking him off his feet. He fell to the ground as she stood, Buffy was about to plug the stake in his heart when he kicked up and she flew backwards. He chuckled, making her even angrier, as he ran at her. She flipped up onto her feet just as he got to her, and backhanded him hard, making him turn his back to her. Buffy took the advantage and slammed him into a near by wall, ramming his head hard against it. She winced slightly at the deafening thump before hitting the stake home.
She slumped against the wall momentarily, before turning to see Spike stake the other vamp. The worried Slayer looked around anxiously for Angel. She breathed a sigh of relief seeing him a ways away holding the man's hands behind his back as he struggled to get away with no success.
Buffy looked at Spike frantically, but he smiled and patted his coat where the papers were still housed. She nodded and ran over to Angel whom now had one hand holding the man's arms and the other was practically pulling his hair off of his scalp. Angel growled, "If you didn't very possibly save my life, you'd be dead right now. So I suggest you be a little kinder." Buffy put a hand on his shoulder, and he visibly relaxed, "What are we going to do with this guy?" he asked her. Buffy shrugged, "Keep him chained up somewhere until we know the spell's for real?" Spike puffed himself up like his does a lot and said, "Sounds good to me, let's get goin'. But first, I think I should get my money back, seeing as you tried to kill us."
Angel pulled his arms a little further behind him and the man grimaced trying not to yelp. "Okay!" he yelled, and Angel let him go, but didn't move away at all. The guy reached in his pocket, pulled the money out, and handed it to Spike, and said pointedly, "Here." Spike grinned and placed the money with the translation. Angel grabbed his arms again and pushed him forward as Buffy and Spike led the way back to the house.
By the time they made it back to 1630 Revello Drive, including many sudden outbursts and attempted escapes by their captive, almost an hour had past. As they turned onto their street the man practically burst out laughing, then just stopped. "What was that all about?" Spike asked getting extremely suspicious. The guy just kept his mouth shut, didn't do a thing. Spike was about to smack him when he remember the chip and Buffy touched his arm, "We're almost home, just calm down." Spike shook his head, 'Sorry luv, he just bugs me."
She rolled her eyes as they started to walk up her drive way, and the hair on the back of her next stood up. "Shit," she whispered under her breath as she saw all the shadows turn into creatures. "Shit is right," Spike said, securing the papers once again. The man laughed again, "I'm not as stupid as you think. You know the newfangled thing called caller ID? Well I've got one of those and a phone book, so it wasn't too hard-" Angel cut him off with a punch right in the mouth, "You are stupid. I don't know what makes you think all these demons are going to actually attack us and then not kill you." The man chuckled as he wiped blood from his mouth, "Oh, money is the root of all evil. And I give them quite a lot, so they do my dirty work." Angel laughed right back at him, "You messed with the wrong people this time." He then promptly punched him again hard enough to not only knock him out, but slam him backwards into a tree.
He grinned mischievously as his body fell to the ground, then frowned shaking the feeling out of his system, and returned himself to the problem at hand. Buffy and Spike had their weapons out and were assessing the situation.
"It looks like there's at least 10 of them, and there could be more," Buffy whispered, watching them very closely. Spike eyed the demons whom slowly creeped closer to them, "10, the odds aren't horrible. We've had worse. Like yesterday for example." Buffy agreed but also had her doubts, "Yeah but we've normally had more help." Spike noticed Angel come up beside him, but didn't take his eyes off of their attackers for a second, "Come on Slayer, we can do this, it'll be a piece of cake." She took a deep breath, "I hope you're right. Let's do this."
Then as one they ran at them, weapons flying. Buffy staked the first vamp she came into contact with, but the next one she came up against wasn't as easy to defeat, and wasn't a vampire. She backed up onto her front porch, giving her an advantage. She grabbed one of the pillar like things and jumped up kicking it in the face, causing it to fall down the stairs.
Buffy landed next to him and began punching him, until another demon came up behind her, she turned to face it before it got it's hands on her, and backhanded the thing and it tripped falling into the flowers by her house. While her back was turned the original demon grabbed her next lifting her off the ground. She gasped for air as she kicked and pulled at his hands, resorting to a headbutt which made him loosen his grip enough to drop her.
Meanwhile, Angel had had about the same luck, but killed two vamps, but was also stuck fighting two demons with no weapon but a stake.
Spike, lucky to have the knife, had cut off a few demon heads, but while fighting his forth, had it knocked out of his hand. He went off on the thing, and stuck a stake in his eye for the trouble it had caused. It didn't like that very much so Spike had time to grab the knife from the ground and jam it into it's heart, which if he remembered right, would kill it. It worked and he dislodged both his weapons from the thing before it dissolved.
He grinned to himself, scanning the area, then quickly ran to help Buffy, figuring Angel could handle it for a while. *Just four more he thought as he practically sliced one of the demons in two.
Buffy glad for the help, focused on the other, and eventually broke her metal railing which produce a great weapon. She twirled it around in her fingers for a few seconds, happy to see the slight look of fear in it's eyes. The Slayer caught the one end and started her momentum by whipping it around her and then finally swung so quickly, catching it off guard, that she aimed directly at his neck and it's head flew off.
She grinned and was about to go help Angel, but her joy was short lived as the metal pole was ripped from her hand, dislocating her right shoulder, since she'd held it so tightly in her hand. Buffy screamed, but her fight mode clicked in and she spun to defend herself. The demon tried to punch her with his free hand, but she blocked it with her good arm.
Spike and Angel both hearing her scream tried to dispose of their opponents quickly, but couldn't get free in time to help her out.
Since she used her good arm to block the punch, she had no more defense when he grabbed hold of her left, twisting until he heard bones break. Buffy's eyes went wide as she first got scared, then furious, there was no way she'd let this demon take her life when she fought so hard to keep it just 20 hours before.
She got fire in her eyes as she dropped to the ground and even though she screamed again as she did it, she put her weight on her arm with the dislocated shoulder and kicked her legs around, knocking him to the ground and causing him to lose grip on her arm. Buffy jumped to her feet quickly and placed one on his neck to help prevent movement as she painfully pried the pole from his hand.
She'd just gotten it out when he kicked his legs, hitting her hard enough to knock Buffy from her feet. When she hit the ground she went into a somersault and then stood up. Sensing him behind her, she swung the pole around as she turned, and connected with his head. She whimpered lightly, as she felt the sharp pain of the muscles in her shoulder grind with bone. Leaving the broken arm at her side, she hit him over the head again as he tried to recover. This pushed him to the ground for the final time as she hit him over and over and over again. Tears were in her eyes now instead of fire as she pounded him. When she knew he was knocked out, she kicked him, as hard as she could, her face still shown both anger and pain as she looked down on it. At that moment both Angel and Spike rushed to her side.
They both, not seeing very much of the fight, got hold of her arms thinking they were helping, but she screamed for the final time as she let herself blackout. She could have fought the feeling, like she had in the past, but she didn't have the will power. As Buffy fell they both caught her, Angel picked her up, and carried her to the door, which Spike opened.
Angel placed Buffy on the couch carefully and they both looked at each other. "Should we call an ambulance?" Spike questioned him. "I don't know... I think she has a broken arm, seeing as the one looks... out of place. And I touched her shoulder, so somethings wrong with that also," he looked at a clock it read 10:00 PM.
Angel ran a hand through his hair, "We have four hours. I'll take her to a hospital, you get the spell ready. I'll bring the cell phone, call me when you've got it all ready, and I'll try and get her in and out as fast as we can, but get her treated. I don't want her to wake up in pain. You've got the number, get everything together and get in touch with me." Spike nodded pulling the translation out of his pocket, "We're sure this is it, then?" Angel sighed, "Buffy was sure. It should be in there somewhere."
Angel leaned down and scooped Buffy into his arms and left the house, heading for the car that they hadn't used in going to the docks, since they were so close. He gently placed her in the back seat then hopped in the front and drove to the hospital.
(TIME UPDATE: APPROXAMETLY 9:30 PM)
The three walked down the streets that, amazingly, looked a lot cleaner than they had yesterday. They figured that the extremely dense police men, or someone, decided to pick up the mess. Spike led them to where he kept his money, and made a short stop, getting out three thousand of it, though not intending on having to give it to him.
As they drew closer to the docks they got much more attentive and careful of their surroundings, expecting something to go wrong. Though luckily they made it to the destination without any trouble.
"That was too easy," Buffy commented surveying the area, but not sensing vampires in the area other than her two favorite ones. "Yeah, you'd think that there'd be some vamps still in town," Angel agreed suspicious. "But we did kill the big lot of 'em, and a lot of 'em left. The thing I'm worried about it that this guy we're gonna meet up with has somethin' up his sleeve," Spike said keeping his voice low, turning around and looking everywhere, then got louder, "See anything?" Buffy was about to respond when she heard a voice, the three flipped around.
"I'm gonna guess you're Spike, by the voice," a man said emerging from the darkness with other 'men' following behind him. "Yeah, that's me. You got the translation?" he asked feeling the stake up his sleeve for reassurance. "Yeah, printed it out all nice for ya, you got the money?" the man asked holding up a stack of papers. Spike grabbed the money in his pocket tight and pulled it out for him to see, "It's all here."
The man nodded to one of the vampires behind him, and the guy walked over to Spike, whom stood his ground, and looked over the money. "Looks good," the vamp said as he walked back. "Of course it's *good*," Spike mocked the man and nodded to Buffy, whom almost laughed as she strode over to the papers.
She examined them, smiling as she saw they looked correct, and also that there seemed to be a spell that would help them immensely. "Looks good," she motioned Spike and Angel to come.
"You hand me the money then I'll hand you the papers," he demanded. "How 'bout the other way around," Angel said emerging from his silence. "No way."
"Here, Spike keep a hold of the money, but put it in his hand, and you, put the papers in Spike's hand but don't let go yet, then on the count of three, let go," Buffy reasoned, easily seeing them standing around for hours deciding how to do this. Spike and the man eyed each other before doing as she said, then she counted down irritated at their immaturity, "1... 2... 3."
They both did as they were told and it went smoothly, but then the man got an evil grin on his face. Spike reading this quickly stuffed the papers safely in his inside coat pocket. Buffy saw it too and backed away from the vamps to give her time to whip the stake out of her sleeve, she was soon followed by Spike and Angel whom both pulled out a weapon. Spike was careful to point his at a vamp, and then both parties attacked, but the man slid away out of the line of fire.
Buffy got a good punch to the one right off the bat, but it didn't stun him much and he got one in on her. She shook it off and ducked the next one, swinging her leg around and knocking him off his feet. He fell to the ground as she stood, Buffy was about to plug the stake in his heart when he kicked up and she flew backwards. He chuckled, making her even angrier, as he ran at her. She flipped up onto her feet just as he got to her, and backhanded him hard, making him turn his back to her. Buffy took the advantage and slammed him into a near by wall, ramming his head hard against it. She winced slightly at the deafening thump before hitting the stake home.
She slumped against the wall momentarily, before turning to see Spike stake the other vamp. The worried Slayer looked around anxiously for Angel. She breathed a sigh of relief seeing him a ways away holding the man's hands behind his back as he struggled to get away with no success.
Buffy looked at Spike frantically, but he smiled and patted his coat where the papers were still housed. She nodded and ran over to Angel whom now had one hand holding the man's arms and the other was practically pulling his hair off of his scalp. Angel growled, "If you didn't very possibly save my life, you'd be dead right now. So I suggest you be a little kinder." Buffy put a hand on his shoulder, and he visibly relaxed, "What are we going to do with this guy?" he asked her. Buffy shrugged, "Keep him chained up somewhere until we know the spell's for real?" Spike puffed himself up like his does a lot and said, "Sounds good to me, let's get goin'. But first, I think I should get my money back, seeing as you tried to kill us."
Angel pulled his arms a little further behind him and the man grimaced trying not to yelp. "Okay!" he yelled, and Angel let him go, but didn't move away at all. The guy reached in his pocket, pulled the money out, and handed it to Spike, and said pointedly, "Here." Spike grinned and placed the money with the translation. Angel grabbed his arms again and pushed him forward as Buffy and Spike led the way back to the house.
By the time they made it back to 1630 Revello Drive, including many sudden outbursts and attempted escapes by their captive, almost an hour had past. As they turned onto their street the man practically burst out laughing, then just stopped. "What was that all about?" Spike asked getting extremely suspicious. The guy just kept his mouth shut, didn't do a thing. Spike was about to smack him when he remember the chip and Buffy touched his arm, "We're almost home, just calm down." Spike shook his head, 'Sorry luv, he just bugs me."
She rolled her eyes as they started to walk up her drive way, and the hair on the back of her next stood up. "Shit," she whispered under her breath as she saw all the shadows turn into creatures. "Shit is right," Spike said, securing the papers once again. The man laughed again, "I'm not as stupid as you think. You know the newfangled thing called caller ID? Well I've got one of those and a phone book, so it wasn't too hard-" Angel cut him off with a punch right in the mouth, "You are stupid. I don't know what makes you think all these demons are going to actually attack us and then not kill you." The man chuckled as he wiped blood from his mouth, "Oh, money is the root of all evil. And I give them quite a lot, so they do my dirty work." Angel laughed right back at him, "You messed with the wrong people this time." He then promptly punched him again hard enough to not only knock him out, but slam him backwards into a tree.
He grinned mischievously as his body fell to the ground, then frowned shaking the feeling out of his system, and returned himself to the problem at hand. Buffy and Spike had their weapons out and were assessing the situation.
"It looks like there's at least 10 of them, and there could be more," Buffy whispered, watching them very closely. Spike eyed the demons whom slowly creeped closer to them, "10, the odds aren't horrible. We've had worse. Like yesterday for example." Buffy agreed but also had her doubts, "Yeah but we've normally had more help." Spike noticed Angel come up beside him, but didn't take his eyes off of their attackers for a second, "Come on Slayer, we can do this, it'll be a piece of cake." She took a deep breath, "I hope you're right. Let's do this."
Then as one they ran at them, weapons flying. Buffy staked the first vamp she came into contact with, but the next one she came up against wasn't as easy to defeat, and wasn't a vampire. She backed up onto her front porch, giving her an advantage. She grabbed one of the pillar like things and jumped up kicking it in the face, causing it to fall down the stairs.
Buffy landed next to him and began punching him, until another demon came up behind her, she turned to face it before it got it's hands on her, and backhanded the thing and it tripped falling into the flowers by her house. While her back was turned the original demon grabbed her next lifting her off the ground. She gasped for air as she kicked and pulled at his hands, resorting to a headbutt which made him loosen his grip enough to drop her.
Meanwhile, Angel had had about the same luck, but killed two vamps, but was also stuck fighting two demons with no weapon but a stake.
Spike, lucky to have the knife, had cut off a few demon heads, but while fighting his forth, had it knocked out of his hand. He went off on the thing, and stuck a stake in his eye for the trouble it had caused. It didn't like that very much so Spike had time to grab the knife from the ground and jam it into it's heart, which if he remembered right, would kill it. It worked and he dislodged both his weapons from the thing before it dissolved.
He grinned to himself, scanning the area, then quickly ran to help Buffy, figuring Angel could handle it for a while. *Just four more he thought as he practically sliced one of the demons in two.
Buffy glad for the help, focused on the other, and eventually broke her metal railing which produce a great weapon. She twirled it around in her fingers for a few seconds, happy to see the slight look of fear in it's eyes. The Slayer caught the one end and started her momentum by whipping it around her and then finally swung so quickly, catching it off guard, that she aimed directly at his neck and it's head flew off.
She grinned and was about to go help Angel, but her joy was short lived as the metal pole was ripped from her hand, dislocating her right shoulder, since she'd held it so tightly in her hand. Buffy screamed, but her fight mode clicked in and she spun to defend herself. The demon tried to punch her with his free hand, but she blocked it with her good arm.
Spike and Angel both hearing her scream tried to dispose of their opponents quickly, but couldn't get free in time to help her out.
Since she used her good arm to block the punch, she had no more defense when he grabbed hold of her left, twisting until he heard bones break. Buffy's eyes went wide as she first got scared, then furious, there was no way she'd let this demon take her life when she fought so hard to keep it just 20 hours before.
She got fire in her eyes as she dropped to the ground and even though she screamed again as she did it, she put her weight on her arm with the dislocated shoulder and kicked her legs around, knocking him to the ground and causing him to lose grip on her arm. Buffy jumped to her feet quickly and placed one on his neck to help prevent movement as she painfully pried the pole from his hand.
She'd just gotten it out when he kicked his legs, hitting her hard enough to knock Buffy from her feet. When she hit the ground she went into a somersault and then stood up. Sensing him behind her, she swung the pole around as she turned, and connected with his head. She whimpered lightly, as she felt the sharp pain of the muscles in her shoulder grind with bone. Leaving the broken arm at her side, she hit him over the head again as he tried to recover. This pushed him to the ground for the final time as she hit him over and over and over again. Tears were in her eyes now instead of fire as she pounded him. When she knew he was knocked out, she kicked him, as hard as she could, her face still shown both anger and pain as she looked down on it. At that moment both Angel and Spike rushed to her side.
They both, not seeing very much of the fight, got hold of her arms thinking they were helping, but she screamed for the final time as she let herself blackout. She could have fought the feeling, like she had in the past, but she didn't have the will power. As Buffy fell they both caught her, Angel picked her up, and carried her to the door, which Spike opened.
Angel placed Buffy on the couch carefully and they both looked at each other. "Should we call an ambulance?" Spike questioned him. "I don't know... I think she has a broken arm, seeing as the one looks... out of place. And I touched her shoulder, so somethings wrong with that also," he looked at a clock it read 10:00 PM.
Angel ran a hand through his hair, "We have four hours. I'll take her to a hospital, you get the spell ready. I'll bring the cell phone, call me when you've got it all ready, and I'll try and get her in and out as fast as we can, but get her treated. I don't want her to wake up in pain. You've got the number, get everything together and get in touch with me." Spike nodded pulling the translation out of his pocket, "We're sure this is it, then?" Angel sighed, "Buffy was sure. It should be in there somewhere."
Angel leaned down and scooped Buffy into his arms and left the house, heading for the car that they hadn't used in going to the docks, since they were so close. He gently placed her in the back seat then hopped in the front and drove to the hospital.