Chapter 3
It had been a busy morning for the Angel Investigations team, one that Angel himself had sat out in favour of sleep. It's not that he refused to go cleaning out vampire nests with Fred & Gunn, but they knew how to deal with them sort of situations and they needed the time alone. Angel was now up and about practising some moves with his favourite sword when the two came back.
"Yo the way you dealt with two vamps at once, that was tight!"
"Well I always had you to help me out if my new invention failed to work." The two seemed much brighter now, they had their arms around each other and were all smiles.
"No problems then?" Angel asked, stopping with the sword practise.
"Hell no! You shoulder seen Fred's invention man, the vamps didn't know whether to applaud or bite!"
"So instead we dusted them, but I think I broke my staking machine when I accidentally got carried away and drove it in to the wall." Fred pouted.
"How did you make that thing?" Angel asked, now opting to sit down on the circular couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Oh well I went to the junk yard and found an old chainsaw, removed the saw blade, sharpened a stick in to the shape of a stake and fitted it in place of the saw. Simple, except when I turned it on the stake didn't move back and fourth like I hoped.. But I replaced the wiring and it was as good as knew."
"I was with ya up ta oh well, but I'll say it again. That weapon is tight!"
"Hey Gunn that reminds me." Angel said, getting up from his seat and moving closer to Gunn. "A guy came in looking for you, never seen him before but he knew you."
"That don't sound too good, what did the guy want?" Gunn was puzzled.
"Actually he wanted me to pass on a message." Angel quickly snapped his fist back and punched Gunn in the face, knocking him clean out. He morphed in to his fang face and grabbed Fred, causing her to drop her weapon. "I always wondered what you'd taste like!" He bit in to the helpless and shocked Fred but before he could start drinking properly, he was shot in the throat with an arrow and let go as he rived in pain.
Wesley was standing by the Hyperion doors with a hand held crossbow in one hand, and a cross in the other. "Fred, come over to me quickly."
Fred was still in shock, she was on her knees holding he bleeding neck whimpering. "He. He bit me!"
"Fred! Hurry before he recovers!" Wesley shouted.
Fred had no choice but to get up and run, as much as she was shocked and confused on how her boss would attack her - she had to get away. She quickly made her way across the room to Wesley and dropped back to her knees behind him. "What about Charles?!" She yelled in hysterics.
Angel ripped out the arrow from his throat and winced at the pain, but he soon recovered enough to let out a vampire growl. "C'mon Wes, drop the crossbow and fight like a man. If that's possible! I hurt your woman, don't ya wanna kill me for that?"
He slowly inched towards Wesley, whose trigger finger was getting closer to letting go.
"No, she's my woman!" Gunn told him, getting up from the floor and belting Angel in the face with his axe. Angel hit the ground like a sack of spuds, lying in pain for a moment. "Sorry man, but not even you can get away with hurting ma girl!"
As Angel slowly got to his hands and knees, spitting out blood, Gunn went for the big finish.
"Charles, NO!" Fred screamed at him, as he brought the axe down and belted Angel on the head, knocking him clean out.
"He bit you Fred, he ain't gonna get away wit dat!"
"Gunn we have to leave before he wakes up, it is not safe." Wesley calmly told him, letting his guard down.
"Look, I know you only saved our asses 'cos you like Fred, so don't try playing the concerned hero, you still ain't wanted!"
"Wanted or not, I'm the only person here that knows what Angelus is capable of, he's not your run of the mill bad guy and I intend on finding out why he longer has a soul."
"Well then we shouldn't be running, if Angel has lost his soul we need to ask him how. The answer doesn't lie in books, it lies with him." Fred told the others, looking down at the unconscious Angel.
"He's no longer Angel, he's another personae and if we wait around to ask him why he's trying to kill us he will rip our throats out." Wesley told her.
"Then we make sure he can't, we lock him up securely and torture the answers out of him." Gunn said, starting to take control of the matter. "Fred call Cordelia and let her know what's happened." He looked to Wes with a less approachable look, "You think you can lock him up?"
"What are you going to do?" Wesley asked returning the bad looks and negative voice.
"Im-a get the torture tools!" He said raising his eyebrows and smiling. "Oh and if I were you, I'd hurry up cos the dudes starting to stir!"
TO BE CONTINUED
It had been a busy morning for the Angel Investigations team, one that Angel himself had sat out in favour of sleep. It's not that he refused to go cleaning out vampire nests with Fred & Gunn, but they knew how to deal with them sort of situations and they needed the time alone. Angel was now up and about practising some moves with his favourite sword when the two came back.
"Yo the way you dealt with two vamps at once, that was tight!"
"Well I always had you to help me out if my new invention failed to work." The two seemed much brighter now, they had their arms around each other and were all smiles.
"No problems then?" Angel asked, stopping with the sword practise.
"Hell no! You shoulder seen Fred's invention man, the vamps didn't know whether to applaud or bite!"
"So instead we dusted them, but I think I broke my staking machine when I accidentally got carried away and drove it in to the wall." Fred pouted.
"How did you make that thing?" Angel asked, now opting to sit down on the circular couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Oh well I went to the junk yard and found an old chainsaw, removed the saw blade, sharpened a stick in to the shape of a stake and fitted it in place of the saw. Simple, except when I turned it on the stake didn't move back and fourth like I hoped.. But I replaced the wiring and it was as good as knew."
"I was with ya up ta oh well, but I'll say it again. That weapon is tight!"
"Hey Gunn that reminds me." Angel said, getting up from his seat and moving closer to Gunn. "A guy came in looking for you, never seen him before but he knew you."
"That don't sound too good, what did the guy want?" Gunn was puzzled.
"Actually he wanted me to pass on a message." Angel quickly snapped his fist back and punched Gunn in the face, knocking him clean out. He morphed in to his fang face and grabbed Fred, causing her to drop her weapon. "I always wondered what you'd taste like!" He bit in to the helpless and shocked Fred but before he could start drinking properly, he was shot in the throat with an arrow and let go as he rived in pain.
Wesley was standing by the Hyperion doors with a hand held crossbow in one hand, and a cross in the other. "Fred, come over to me quickly."
Fred was still in shock, she was on her knees holding he bleeding neck whimpering. "He. He bit me!"
"Fred! Hurry before he recovers!" Wesley shouted.
Fred had no choice but to get up and run, as much as she was shocked and confused on how her boss would attack her - she had to get away. She quickly made her way across the room to Wesley and dropped back to her knees behind him. "What about Charles?!" She yelled in hysterics.
Angel ripped out the arrow from his throat and winced at the pain, but he soon recovered enough to let out a vampire growl. "C'mon Wes, drop the crossbow and fight like a man. If that's possible! I hurt your woman, don't ya wanna kill me for that?"
He slowly inched towards Wesley, whose trigger finger was getting closer to letting go.
"No, she's my woman!" Gunn told him, getting up from the floor and belting Angel in the face with his axe. Angel hit the ground like a sack of spuds, lying in pain for a moment. "Sorry man, but not even you can get away with hurting ma girl!"
As Angel slowly got to his hands and knees, spitting out blood, Gunn went for the big finish.
"Charles, NO!" Fred screamed at him, as he brought the axe down and belted Angel on the head, knocking him clean out.
"He bit you Fred, he ain't gonna get away wit dat!"
"Gunn we have to leave before he wakes up, it is not safe." Wesley calmly told him, letting his guard down.
"Look, I know you only saved our asses 'cos you like Fred, so don't try playing the concerned hero, you still ain't wanted!"
"Wanted or not, I'm the only person here that knows what Angelus is capable of, he's not your run of the mill bad guy and I intend on finding out why he longer has a soul."
"Well then we shouldn't be running, if Angel has lost his soul we need to ask him how. The answer doesn't lie in books, it lies with him." Fred told the others, looking down at the unconscious Angel.
"He's no longer Angel, he's another personae and if we wait around to ask him why he's trying to kill us he will rip our throats out." Wesley told her.
"Then we make sure he can't, we lock him up securely and torture the answers out of him." Gunn said, starting to take control of the matter. "Fred call Cordelia and let her know what's happened." He looked to Wes with a less approachable look, "You think you can lock him up?"
"What are you going to do?" Wesley asked returning the bad looks and negative voice.
"Im-a get the torture tools!" He said raising his eyebrows and smiling. "Oh and if I were you, I'd hurry up cos the dudes starting to stir!"
TO BE CONTINUED
