Bloody hell He winced as looked around. Well, looked was the wrong word.
Sensed? Perceived? All around him was, for want of a better word- - -nice?
Mum? he asked, or tried to. He could feel his mother here, and Joyce, as well, but something felt missing. What could it be? Ah, that was what it was, the demon. Spike. Where was Spike?
Anya let him know that there was a reason Spike wasn't there. Anya? Hi, nice to see you, if that was the right concept. Guess you didn't make it either.
Okay, so you did 'make it', in a sense. A bit odd for a former Vengeance Demon, but if William the Bloody Awful Poet could make it here, why not Anyanka?
Oh, sorry, so it was really Aud? Odd name, that, but okay. No, I wasn't trying to make a pun, sorry. Nice here, though, isn't it? Too bad you had to go, though. I bet the whelp won't be too happy about that. Sorry, I meant Xander. Old habit, it was just too much fun teasing him over the last two years. I actually quit hating him quite a while ago.
He only left you to protect you, you know. Oh, you DO know. Oh, yeah, the whole 'All the questions answered, all the wants fulfilled' bit. Ah, that's it, Spike's in the other place. That was the question I asked, wasn't it?
He 'turned' to the other two..
I've missed you two. I'm so sorry about turning you, mother, I only wanted to help you, cure you of that wretched tuberculosis. And you, Joyce, I'm sorry that there wasn't anything I could do to prevent the aneurysm. I missed you, and your hot chocolate, with the little marshmallows. I kept your grave clean, and didn't let any of the monsters in town from desecrating your grave. Bloody hell, your grave, I destroyed it, when I collapsed the town.
Oh, all right then. If you're not mad about it, why should-what NOW, Anya?
Back? What do you mean, back? I'm not being tossed out, am I?
Oh, a reward? I thought THIS was my reward?
And how come you're being so nice?
Justice Angel? I thought you were a vengeance de-oh, sorry, EX-vengeance demon.
Oh. Good pay, I guess, if you can get the job, eh? Hey, will I get my demon back? He helped, too. Good, besides, I'm right fond of him, he helped HER, and he actually aspired to redeem himself. Oddest bit you ever heard, eh? A demon aspiring to heroism and love, eh? Oh, sorry, you worked with him, before he reclaimed me. Forgot for a minute.
He 'turned' and 'waved' at Joyce and his mother, then 'walked' to the horizon with Aud.
"Bloody HELL!" He rasped. Everything hurt. Everything burned. And something just hit him in the ribs.
Sitting up, he looked at the item that had gouged into his ribs. Heh. Heh- heh. 'Welcome to Sunnydale'. Bloody sign finally got it's revenge!
He used the sign to pull himself upright, and began climbing up the sloping rim of the crater that was what was left of good ol' Sunnyhell.
Mum? he asked, or tried to. He could feel his mother here, and Joyce, as well, but something felt missing. What could it be? Ah, that was what it was, the demon. Spike. Where was Spike?
Anya let him know that there was a reason Spike wasn't there. Anya? Hi, nice to see you, if that was the right concept. Guess you didn't make it either.
Okay, so you did 'make it', in a sense. A bit odd for a former Vengeance Demon, but if William the Bloody Awful Poet could make it here, why not Anyanka?
Oh, sorry, so it was really Aud? Odd name, that, but okay. No, I wasn't trying to make a pun, sorry. Nice here, though, isn't it? Too bad you had to go, though. I bet the whelp won't be too happy about that. Sorry, I meant Xander. Old habit, it was just too much fun teasing him over the last two years. I actually quit hating him quite a while ago.
He only left you to protect you, you know. Oh, you DO know. Oh, yeah, the whole 'All the questions answered, all the wants fulfilled' bit. Ah, that's it, Spike's in the other place. That was the question I asked, wasn't it?
He 'turned' to the other two..
I've missed you two. I'm so sorry about turning you, mother, I only wanted to help you, cure you of that wretched tuberculosis. And you, Joyce, I'm sorry that there wasn't anything I could do to prevent the aneurysm. I missed you, and your hot chocolate, with the little marshmallows. I kept your grave clean, and didn't let any of the monsters in town from desecrating your grave. Bloody hell, your grave, I destroyed it, when I collapsed the town.
Oh, all right then. If you're not mad about it, why should-what NOW, Anya?
Back? What do you mean, back? I'm not being tossed out, am I?
Oh, a reward? I thought THIS was my reward?
And how come you're being so nice?
Justice Angel? I thought you were a vengeance de-oh, sorry, EX-vengeance demon.
Oh. Good pay, I guess, if you can get the job, eh? Hey, will I get my demon back? He helped, too. Good, besides, I'm right fond of him, he helped HER, and he actually aspired to redeem himself. Oddest bit you ever heard, eh? A demon aspiring to heroism and love, eh? Oh, sorry, you worked with him, before he reclaimed me. Forgot for a minute.
He 'turned' and 'waved' at Joyce and his mother, then 'walked' to the horizon with Aud.
"Bloody HELL!" He rasped. Everything hurt. Everything burned. And something just hit him in the ribs.
Sitting up, he looked at the item that had gouged into his ribs. Heh. Heh- heh. 'Welcome to Sunnydale'. Bloody sign finally got it's revenge!
He used the sign to pull himself upright, and began climbing up the sloping rim of the crater that was what was left of good ol' Sunnyhell.