Note: Alright, didn't mean to make Buffy sound dumber, it's kind of hard to rationalize while being sick. You can do some dumb things when you're sick. Hope you like this chapter.
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See the Light
Angel stood at the entrance of the ICU. He watched the two sleeping. Even from this far away, he could feel their pain. Yet Cordiela was oblivious of these feelings. She only worried about them. She knew not of what horrors the two might face...
Whistler looked over at Angel. "She's gonna have it tough, that Slayer. She's just a kid. The world's full of big, bad things."
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She was chained to two tall posts. She could only stand, the chains held on too tight to do anything else. Xander stood next to her in the same situation. He only wore black pants. She wore black pants and a black sleeveless shirt. She wasn't sure how she had gotten into them, last time she checked, she had been in a hospital gown.
In front of her she saw a large pool of hot magma. It bubbled and roared, almost daring anyone to come close to the edge. They stood on a small rock like island. No water, just hot acid ready to eat them alive. The screams and cries became more and more real. She shivered and wanted to put her hands over her ears. In the distance she could see people chained in a line holding large stone hammers. They worked without thought. If they didn't do something correctly, some ugly underworld monster would come over and whip their backs. The people were bloody and bruised. This place, it reminded her of another place. Ken's dimension.
Ken had said Hell was a place without hope. He was right. But she had plenty of hope. She had gotten out before, she'd do it again. Tugging on the chains did nothing but rub her wrists raw, she gave up on that approach.
And then it came, something worse then she had ever faced before. His laugh made her want to run and hide. It didn't feel right, she was the Slayer. She wasn't suppose to be scared. They were suppose to be scared of her.
Whistler sighed. "Bottom line is, even if you see 'em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does."
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One last look and Angel turned to head to the cemetery to meet Giles, Willow, and Oz. Hopefully they'd kill this demon and Xander and Buffy wouldn't have to suffer too much. He remembered what Hell had felt like. It was still like a raw sore, it still hurt to think about it.
He'd kill this demon if it was the last thing he'd do.
Whistler grinned. "So what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts."
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Lucifer grinned. The grin was made up of everything that was evil. He was the king of Hell itself. He was larger then any vampire, bigger then any demon, he was their Lord, their master, their god. Xander let out a small muffled cry. He was terrified, he wanted to run. The devil... was horrifying.
"Welcome." it said with a voice that sounded like crackling flames and it laughed at their fear. Xander was sure Buffy had to be scared. He looked over to see that Buffy actually didn't look all that scared. In fact, she looked defiant.
She was whispering something softly.
"Blest be the Lord, the God of mercy, the God who saves." She whispered.
"What are you going on about?" the demon king growled with anger. She wasn't showing the proper respect for him. Xander worried about what the beast would do. "No respect...? You will learn in time. You are never leaving... ha, Guard!"
Xander turned his head and looked behind him. Suddenly, an ugly looking creature came out from the shadows. In his hand, he cradled a long whip. It snickered and threw the whip at Buffy's back. The whip snapped leaving a bloody gash on her back. She grimaced but kept whispering.
"I shall not fear the dark of night... Nor the arrow that flies by day." she spoke a little louder. Now the king understood. She was praying.
"You think that is going to save your soul?" it laughed.
Another crack of the whip and Buffy let out a small cry. But she kept going.
"I need not shrink before the terrors of the night, Nor stand alone before the light of day." Buffy said giving him a small dangerous smile. She knew she was making him angry. But Xander, nah he stayed silent. He didn't like inviting pain to his body.
Suddenly an image of Cordiela falling into a pit flashed before him. She screamed at him to help, but he couldn't. Instead he cried for her. A laugh could be heard in the distance. Angel stood with his arms folded on his chest. He had his vamp face on.
"You shall die." Angel growled with a blood thirsty smile.
Suddenly he was snapped back to the rock place with Buffy who continued her prayer.
"No harm shall come to me, no arrow strike me down," Buffy yelped in pain as another sound of whip cracking echoed against the stony walls of their firry prison. Xander looked past Lucifer and noticed people working away, ignoring what was going on now. Was he doomed to the same fate?
"No evil settle in my soul." The Slayer told the devil.
"You really think God can hear your prayers from down here in Hell?" the beast laughed. "I am the Lord of the underworld. Fear me mortal, for I am now your master. You can not be saved."
Xander snapped to another scene. It was his fifth birthday... The clown...
Whistler nodded to Angel. "That's when you find out who you are."
Coming up:
"Mmm. Slayers blood." it laughed.
It brought it's fangs up and down her neck. When it pulled back, the vampire changed. It was Angel. He had his vamp face on, but it was him.
"My love." He grinned.
"Angel..." Buffy cried.
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See the Light
Angel stood at the entrance of the ICU. He watched the two sleeping. Even from this far away, he could feel their pain. Yet Cordiela was oblivious of these feelings. She only worried about them. She knew not of what horrors the two might face...
Whistler looked over at Angel. "She's gonna have it tough, that Slayer. She's just a kid. The world's full of big, bad things."
* * * * *
She was chained to two tall posts. She could only stand, the chains held on too tight to do anything else. Xander stood next to her in the same situation. He only wore black pants. She wore black pants and a black sleeveless shirt. She wasn't sure how she had gotten into them, last time she checked, she had been in a hospital gown.
In front of her she saw a large pool of hot magma. It bubbled and roared, almost daring anyone to come close to the edge. They stood on a small rock like island. No water, just hot acid ready to eat them alive. The screams and cries became more and more real. She shivered and wanted to put her hands over her ears. In the distance she could see people chained in a line holding large stone hammers. They worked without thought. If they didn't do something correctly, some ugly underworld monster would come over and whip their backs. The people were bloody and bruised. This place, it reminded her of another place. Ken's dimension.
Ken had said Hell was a place without hope. He was right. But she had plenty of hope. She had gotten out before, she'd do it again. Tugging on the chains did nothing but rub her wrists raw, she gave up on that approach.
And then it came, something worse then she had ever faced before. His laugh made her want to run and hide. It didn't feel right, she was the Slayer. She wasn't suppose to be scared. They were suppose to be scared of her.
Whistler sighed. "Bottom line is, even if you see 'em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does."
* * * * *
One last look and Angel turned to head to the cemetery to meet Giles, Willow, and Oz. Hopefully they'd kill this demon and Xander and Buffy wouldn't have to suffer too much. He remembered what Hell had felt like. It was still like a raw sore, it still hurt to think about it.
He'd kill this demon if it was the last thing he'd do.
Whistler grinned. "So what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts."
* * * * *
Lucifer grinned. The grin was made up of everything that was evil. He was the king of Hell itself. He was larger then any vampire, bigger then any demon, he was their Lord, their master, their god. Xander let out a small muffled cry. He was terrified, he wanted to run. The devil... was horrifying.
"Welcome." it said with a voice that sounded like crackling flames and it laughed at their fear. Xander was sure Buffy had to be scared. He looked over to see that Buffy actually didn't look all that scared. In fact, she looked defiant.
She was whispering something softly.
"Blest be the Lord, the God of mercy, the God who saves." She whispered.
"What are you going on about?" the demon king growled with anger. She wasn't showing the proper respect for him. Xander worried about what the beast would do. "No respect...? You will learn in time. You are never leaving... ha, Guard!"
Xander turned his head and looked behind him. Suddenly, an ugly looking creature came out from the shadows. In his hand, he cradled a long whip. It snickered and threw the whip at Buffy's back. The whip snapped leaving a bloody gash on her back. She grimaced but kept whispering.
"I shall not fear the dark of night... Nor the arrow that flies by day." she spoke a little louder. Now the king understood. She was praying.
"You think that is going to save your soul?" it laughed.
Another crack of the whip and Buffy let out a small cry. But she kept going.
"I need not shrink before the terrors of the night, Nor stand alone before the light of day." Buffy said giving him a small dangerous smile. She knew she was making him angry. But Xander, nah he stayed silent. He didn't like inviting pain to his body.
Suddenly an image of Cordiela falling into a pit flashed before him. She screamed at him to help, but he couldn't. Instead he cried for her. A laugh could be heard in the distance. Angel stood with his arms folded on his chest. He had his vamp face on.
"You shall die." Angel growled with a blood thirsty smile.
Suddenly he was snapped back to the rock place with Buffy who continued her prayer.
"No harm shall come to me, no arrow strike me down," Buffy yelped in pain as another sound of whip cracking echoed against the stony walls of their firry prison. Xander looked past Lucifer and noticed people working away, ignoring what was going on now. Was he doomed to the same fate?
"No evil settle in my soul." The Slayer told the devil.
"You really think God can hear your prayers from down here in Hell?" the beast laughed. "I am the Lord of the underworld. Fear me mortal, for I am now your master. You can not be saved."
Xander snapped to another scene. It was his fifth birthday... The clown...
Whistler nodded to Angel. "That's when you find out who you are."
Coming up:
"Mmm. Slayers blood." it laughed.
It brought it's fangs up and down her neck. When it pulled back, the vampire changed. It was Angel. He had his vamp face on, but it was him.
"My love." He grinned.
"Angel..." Buffy cried.
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