Buffy and Faith stood in front of one of the many warehouses in Sunnydale's
industrial district.
"So, that's Angelus' last location," Faith stated. "What are we gonna do now B?"
Buffy took her walkie talkie.
"We recheck his position," she told her. "Will, you there?"
"I'm here Buffy," came the voice of the red haired witch through the speaker.
"Is he still there?" she asked.
"Yep. Angelus is still at the same point as before," Willow told her.
"Okay, I'll call you again when you can start with the soul curse."
"All right," came the reply before Buffy deactivated the walkie talkie.
"Come on Faith," she told her fellow slayer.
"I don't like that B," Faith admitted as they neared the entrance. "Why is he staying at the same location?"
"Don't know," Buffy told her, while the two entered the warehouse, carefully checking all directions with their rifles. "But I have the feeling that we're gonna to find it out."
The two slayers moved into the middle of the room and checked every corner, but couldn't find a single trace of their enemy.
"Fuck," Faith cursed. "Where is he?"
"Well, well well," suddenly came the booming voice of Angelus from above them. Both slayers lifted their heads and checked the catwalks above them. But in the darkness they couldn't see anything. "Two slayers to take out one single vampire, I'm honored. You know, after I'm finished with you I will be only vampire in history that killed three slayers."
Buffy motioned Faith with her hand to move to the other side of the room.
"Come out Angelus," Buffy called. "You have no chance."
"Oh, I think I have a pretty good chance," came the voice with a taunting tone.
Buffy looked at Faith, but she shook her head. Even from her new location the raven haired slayer couldn't spot anything.
"What are we gonna do now B?" Faith asked her as quiet as possible.
"We have no time for this crap. If we are lucky Willow will finish the spell when we are finished with him," Buffy told her and activated the walkie talkie. "Will, you better start with the spell," she spoke into the speaker, but got no response.
"Will?" she asked again, more worried this time, but received only static.
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"They are coming," Giles shouted from his post outside of the library.
"What?" Willow exclaimed from her position at the table, where she, Oz and Cordelia were preparing the soul curse.
"Twelve vampires," Giles told them while he ran to the weapons cage. "They are coming down the hallway," he explained while he slung the shotgun around his shoulder and took three crossbows from the cabinet.
"Twelve vampires?" asked Wesley, who was coming down the stairs from the stacks, where he had been guarding the rear entrance and the windows.
"Yes, twelve," Giles told the younger watcher, while he handed the crossbows to the three teens.
"You sure we can handle them," Cordelia asked with fear.
Giles took a few seconds to look at the young woman. "I don't know," he admitted. "But if I'm going down, I will go down fighting," he told her and took the Spas from his shoulder.
"You are not the only one," Oz told him while he loaded a crossbow bolt. Around him the other members of the scoobie gang nodded their heads in agreement.
All of them took cover behind the table and the chairs. A few seconds later they could hear the vampires as they neared the door.
"Here they come," Giles muttered.
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"Boss, he is coming," the vampire told the Mayor and immediately closed the door after he spotted Xander in the hallway.
The Mayor looked at his two remaining vampires. "Now, let's all stay calm, okay? There's no chance that he will succeed with his plan."
"Boss, he's killed about thirty vampires in the last ten minutes. How do you think you are gonna stop him," the vampire stammered, the fear evident in his voice.
"Oh, I'm not gonna stop him," the Mayor told him with a smile. "Alexander can do me no harm. You two however.. Let's just say that he is quite fond of killing your kind," he said and shrugged.
Right in this moment Xander kicked the door open. Not waiting for the vampires to react he shot the nearest one in both his knees. The vampire immediately fell to the floor. Xander shifted his aim at the other undead and emptied the rest of the P8's magazine into his head. The now headless corpse followed the way of gravity, but before he reached the ground he turned into dust.
"Hi boss," Xander greeted the Mayor with a smile, while he walked to the other vampire, who was clutching his knees, the blessed bullets burning them from the inside. He quickly staked the vampire, ending his pain this way.
"Alexander," the Mayor exclaimed cheeringly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm quite happy to see you, but I still have a lot of work to do. Please close the door on you way out."
"Sorry, not going to happen," Xander told him and ejected the now empty magazine and replaced it with a full one from his vest.
"Alexander, reinforcements are already on their way," the politician told him and stood up from his chair. "If you leave now you might get away in time."
"You don't get it," Xander told him and shot him twice in the chest, " my name is Xander."
The two gunshot wounds immediately healed, but the force of the two bullets threw the Mayor back into his chair.
"Alexander, I thought we already established that I'm invincible," the Mayor told him, but Xander ignored him and walked behind his chair.
He took a roll of duct tape out of his rucksack and tied the Mayor to his chair. The older man didn't even try to resist.
"And what's going to happen now," the Mayor asked him.
"You know boss," Xander started, while he searched for something in his rucksack," I didn't forget the 'invincibility'-issue," he told him and took a few packages of C4 out of it. "I'm just curious how invincible you are."
Without waiting for a further comment Xander took the C4 packages and taped three of them to the Mayors chest. He took a step back, to admire his work. He frowned and noticed that something was missing. He took another two and taped them to both sides of the Mayor's head.
"Just to be sure," he told the politician with a smile and patted his head.
Xander took hold of the back of the chair and rolled the Mayor out of his office and down the hallway he passed earlier and into the direction of the staircase.
"Alexander, this is quite annoying. You know it won't work," the Mayor told him, but this time he sounded a bit more nervous. When they reached the top of the staircase Xander stopped and turned the chair around, so the Mayor was facing him.
"You know, Superman was also invincible. But even he had a weakness," Xander explained. "Let's see if C4 is your kryptonite."
"Alexander," the Mayor started, but he couldn't finish his sentence because Xander pulled a layer of duct tape over his mouth.
"You know, I'm quite tired of your speeches," Xander told him and looked at the staircase. "Now, how am I going to get you down the stairs," he thought loud and rubbed his chin. "Oh, I have an idea," he said and pushed the Mayor down the stairs. He looked after the bouncing form of his former employer and winced in sympathy.
"Ouch," he exclaimed. "that gotta hurt."
"So, that's Angelus' last location," Faith stated. "What are we gonna do now B?"
Buffy took her walkie talkie.
"We recheck his position," she told her. "Will, you there?"
"I'm here Buffy," came the voice of the red haired witch through the speaker.
"Is he still there?" she asked.
"Yep. Angelus is still at the same point as before," Willow told her.
"Okay, I'll call you again when you can start with the soul curse."
"All right," came the reply before Buffy deactivated the walkie talkie.
"Come on Faith," she told her fellow slayer.
"I don't like that B," Faith admitted as they neared the entrance. "Why is he staying at the same location?"
"Don't know," Buffy told her, while the two entered the warehouse, carefully checking all directions with their rifles. "But I have the feeling that we're gonna to find it out."
The two slayers moved into the middle of the room and checked every corner, but couldn't find a single trace of their enemy.
"Fuck," Faith cursed. "Where is he?"
"Well, well well," suddenly came the booming voice of Angelus from above them. Both slayers lifted their heads and checked the catwalks above them. But in the darkness they couldn't see anything. "Two slayers to take out one single vampire, I'm honored. You know, after I'm finished with you I will be only vampire in history that killed three slayers."
Buffy motioned Faith with her hand to move to the other side of the room.
"Come out Angelus," Buffy called. "You have no chance."
"Oh, I think I have a pretty good chance," came the voice with a taunting tone.
Buffy looked at Faith, but she shook her head. Even from her new location the raven haired slayer couldn't spot anything.
"What are we gonna do now B?" Faith asked her as quiet as possible.
"We have no time for this crap. If we are lucky Willow will finish the spell when we are finished with him," Buffy told her and activated the walkie talkie. "Will, you better start with the spell," she spoke into the speaker, but got no response.
"Will?" she asked again, more worried this time, but received only static.
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"They are coming," Giles shouted from his post outside of the library.
"What?" Willow exclaimed from her position at the table, where she, Oz and Cordelia were preparing the soul curse.
"Twelve vampires," Giles told them while he ran to the weapons cage. "They are coming down the hallway," he explained while he slung the shotgun around his shoulder and took three crossbows from the cabinet.
"Twelve vampires?" asked Wesley, who was coming down the stairs from the stacks, where he had been guarding the rear entrance and the windows.
"Yes, twelve," Giles told the younger watcher, while he handed the crossbows to the three teens.
"You sure we can handle them," Cordelia asked with fear.
Giles took a few seconds to look at the young woman. "I don't know," he admitted. "But if I'm going down, I will go down fighting," he told her and took the Spas from his shoulder.
"You are not the only one," Oz told him while he loaded a crossbow bolt. Around him the other members of the scoobie gang nodded their heads in agreement.
All of them took cover behind the table and the chairs. A few seconds later they could hear the vampires as they neared the door.
"Here they come," Giles muttered.
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"Boss, he is coming," the vampire told the Mayor and immediately closed the door after he spotted Xander in the hallway.
The Mayor looked at his two remaining vampires. "Now, let's all stay calm, okay? There's no chance that he will succeed with his plan."
"Boss, he's killed about thirty vampires in the last ten minutes. How do you think you are gonna stop him," the vampire stammered, the fear evident in his voice.
"Oh, I'm not gonna stop him," the Mayor told him with a smile. "Alexander can do me no harm. You two however.. Let's just say that he is quite fond of killing your kind," he said and shrugged.
Right in this moment Xander kicked the door open. Not waiting for the vampires to react he shot the nearest one in both his knees. The vampire immediately fell to the floor. Xander shifted his aim at the other undead and emptied the rest of the P8's magazine into his head. The now headless corpse followed the way of gravity, but before he reached the ground he turned into dust.
"Hi boss," Xander greeted the Mayor with a smile, while he walked to the other vampire, who was clutching his knees, the blessed bullets burning them from the inside. He quickly staked the vampire, ending his pain this way.
"Alexander," the Mayor exclaimed cheeringly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm quite happy to see you, but I still have a lot of work to do. Please close the door on you way out."
"Sorry, not going to happen," Xander told him and ejected the now empty magazine and replaced it with a full one from his vest.
"Alexander, reinforcements are already on their way," the politician told him and stood up from his chair. "If you leave now you might get away in time."
"You don't get it," Xander told him and shot him twice in the chest, " my name is Xander."
The two gunshot wounds immediately healed, but the force of the two bullets threw the Mayor back into his chair.
"Alexander, I thought we already established that I'm invincible," the Mayor told him, but Xander ignored him and walked behind his chair.
He took a roll of duct tape out of his rucksack and tied the Mayor to his chair. The older man didn't even try to resist.
"And what's going to happen now," the Mayor asked him.
"You know boss," Xander started, while he searched for something in his rucksack," I didn't forget the 'invincibility'-issue," he told him and took a few packages of C4 out of it. "I'm just curious how invincible you are."
Without waiting for a further comment Xander took the C4 packages and taped three of them to the Mayors chest. He took a step back, to admire his work. He frowned and noticed that something was missing. He took another two and taped them to both sides of the Mayor's head.
"Just to be sure," he told the politician with a smile and patted his head.
Xander took hold of the back of the chair and rolled the Mayor out of his office and down the hallway he passed earlier and into the direction of the staircase.
"Alexander, this is quite annoying. You know it won't work," the Mayor told him, but this time he sounded a bit more nervous. When they reached the top of the staircase Xander stopped and turned the chair around, so the Mayor was facing him.
"You know, Superman was also invincible. But even he had a weakness," Xander explained. "Let's see if C4 is your kryptonite."
"Alexander," the Mayor started, but he couldn't finish his sentence because Xander pulled a layer of duct tape over his mouth.
"You know, I'm quite tired of your speeches," Xander told him and looked at the staircase. "Now, how am I going to get you down the stairs," he thought loud and rubbed his chin. "Oh, I have an idea," he said and pushed the Mayor down the stairs. He looked after the bouncing form of his former employer and winced in sympathy.
"Ouch," he exclaimed. "that gotta hurt."