Red Mist Ch 11
(In a Hotel Room)
Faith took her tank top off awkwardly and stood stretching her arms facing the bed. There had been no vampires out, and she didn't know what they were
up to. Buffy and Dawn were acting strange too, they were both so...charged.
Saying that she was too she didn't understand. She yawned open-mouthed there was no sense in worrying. She heard the door open behind her: "Hi honey", she said without turning.
Connor walked quietly into the room showing very little presence, and closed the door loudly behind him. Faith jumped at the sound and turned she smiled
at him good-naturedly: "Hey, I said hello. Junior...come on. Hmm have you been drinking (laughs) no wonder, guess I'm not getting any tonight then?" He didn't answer he turned
and sat on the bed.
Faith thought he was acting strange, probably lost in his thoughts so she continued. She put her foot up on the bed next to him and started to untie her boots: "So I was thinkin' we go over to Buffy's tomorrow, try to really get stuck in with this whole thing, I mean your in very real danger." "Danger?" Connor repeated, quite emotionless and without looking at her. "Yeah...Connor? Is there something wrong?...Did you loose your dummie sweetie?" she teased. She was always such a tease to him. He grabbed and leg, span her round and tossed her onto the bed beneath him.
She breathed heavily and looked up at his serious face, but he didn't say anything. She was stuck in shock as she looked at him. But then she caught on: "Are we playin' a game baby? Gonna be rough with me, hmm, I like it when men take charge, but then YOU rarely d-" "Shut up B**CH!" Connor yelled back down. "Okkaayy," she said and made a slight attempt to move from his tight hold. "The rough stuff is fun 'n'all, but don't ya think your takin' it a little- " "Be QUIET!" "Hey! Look this isn't fun, you need to grow up!" She turned onto her side to half flip him off and to get away. What was he doing?
He grabbed her roughly from behind forced her back onto the bed and gagged her with her tank-top. She was panicking and squirmed in fear. Had he lost it? Didn't he know how to play? He punched her roughly across the face. This produced a muffled scream from Faith, as she lay petrified beneath him. Connor hit her? Connor hit her? Connor hit her!! He did! He never hit.
She struggled wildly and he beat her down they fought on the bed. But she had no chance her shock, fear and sense of betrayal were screaming throughout her tired body. He tied her down, to the bedposts. She panicked this was too much. She looked up pleadingly into his baby blues that had lost all of their usual softness and compassion. Surely if he sore in her eyes how bad this was he would stop. But no he didn't.
He stood up from the bed and looked down in disgust at his half-naked girlfriend. "Look at you. You're pathetic! You're just a woman. You're not in charge here, I am. And your gonna learn that. You belong to me." (Hey watch yourself kid) "And I'm gonna make sure of that, and that other slayer trash learns that, too," he said. He sounded dark and dangerous. Slowly he walked over to her took her gag off and forced a long intimate kiss, then pulled off her and put the gag back on. He smiled wickedly: "See you later precious, Daddy's gotta go to work," and with that he left.
(Connor's point of view)
This should be easy enough. Stupid female Gaians. I'll teach them. They can't even fight properly all that dancin' around. I'll bleed them dry. (What's wrong with you?) Who the hell are you? (Me?) Yeah you! (A friend, this isn't you) It's me alright, this is what I've always wanted to do. (Your not well) And your clueless!
(Buffy's house)
It was the early hours in the morning, Spike couldn't be around couldn't come around. He took out a dagger from his belt and went up the steps slowly. He crept into Dawn's room. She was sleeping silently on her pink sheets. He smiled. How cute, he didn't want to kill any of the slayers merely control them. And a good crippling or blinding could manage that pretty well. He moved silently, anticipating his kill. He lifted the dagger up next to her eyes to make a sideways motion.
Suddenly Connor was on the floor, viciously tossing and turning to face upright to view his attacker. He looked up to see Xander. And to see the wrong end of a taser gun in his own chest: "Ahhhh!...You!" he practically growled the word 'you' as he threw Xander off him. But it was too late. Dawn was up and screaming so loud Buffy was already in the room. Buffy and Dawn attacked Connor.
(Connor's point of view)
Dancing again? Stupid girls!
He slashed out and cut Buffy across the throat had Dawn not pulled her sister back she would have been killed. Xander jumped on Connor's back and put some white material over his mouth. For some reason Connor was taking in high toxins and falling unconscious. (Wow! That was...that was...just awful...what have I told you?) I (You'll find out soon enough) Giles broke into the hotel room and half-covered his eyes when he saw the beaten Faith lying half-naked on the bed. Dawn followed and spoke softly to
Faith while freeing her: "It's gonna be okay...Connor.he.um...well, he's behind bars now," she soothed. Giles pulled the gag off. "In jail?" Faith asked, gasping for air. "No," Giles answered, "We created a makedo cage in Buffy's basement, like we used to put Oz in." "But you guys.you're...you're all alright?" Faith asked, remembering Connor's attitude. "Yeah," Dawn whispered. "Thank god, Xander stayed....and had to go the bathroom...or I'd be...I dunno." A single tear rolled down Dawn's cheek.
Faith stood weakly, and put some clothes on. "Take it easy," Giles instructed. "Screw easy...ah...something's wrong....when he looked at me...it wasn't him at all, he was so empty," Faith said. "I know but just-" "Just nothin'! I don't take orders...where's B?"
(In the Masters Lair)
The Master came up behind Dru and put his hands affectionately on her shoulders. She hummed. "So, have you done anything yet?" he asked with great interest. "Yeah," she made a scratching motion in the air. "Sent sweet Connor a lil playmate.got 'im all worked up...and now now she cries silently.shhh...nobody knows." She swayed. The Master looked up. Billy walked from the shadows. "Hello," he greeted the Master. The Master laughed and looked at Dru: "Is this our guest?...hmm divide and conquer good strategy I guess all those minion sacrifices were worth it."
(In a Hotel Room)
Faith took her tank top off awkwardly and stood stretching her arms facing the bed. There had been no vampires out, and she didn't know what they were
up to. Buffy and Dawn were acting strange too, they were both so...charged.
Saying that she was too she didn't understand. She yawned open-mouthed there was no sense in worrying. She heard the door open behind her: "Hi honey", she said without turning.
Connor walked quietly into the room showing very little presence, and closed the door loudly behind him. Faith jumped at the sound and turned she smiled
at him good-naturedly: "Hey, I said hello. Junior...come on. Hmm have you been drinking (laughs) no wonder, guess I'm not getting any tonight then?" He didn't answer he turned
and sat on the bed.
Faith thought he was acting strange, probably lost in his thoughts so she continued. She put her foot up on the bed next to him and started to untie her boots: "So I was thinkin' we go over to Buffy's tomorrow, try to really get stuck in with this whole thing, I mean your in very real danger." "Danger?" Connor repeated, quite emotionless and without looking at her. "Yeah...Connor? Is there something wrong?...Did you loose your dummie sweetie?" she teased. She was always such a tease to him. He grabbed and leg, span her round and tossed her onto the bed beneath him.
She breathed heavily and looked up at his serious face, but he didn't say anything. She was stuck in shock as she looked at him. But then she caught on: "Are we playin' a game baby? Gonna be rough with me, hmm, I like it when men take charge, but then YOU rarely d-" "Shut up B**CH!" Connor yelled back down. "Okkaayy," she said and made a slight attempt to move from his tight hold. "The rough stuff is fun 'n'all, but don't ya think your takin' it a little- " "Be QUIET!" "Hey! Look this isn't fun, you need to grow up!" She turned onto her side to half flip him off and to get away. What was he doing?
He grabbed her roughly from behind forced her back onto the bed and gagged her with her tank-top. She was panicking and squirmed in fear. Had he lost it? Didn't he know how to play? He punched her roughly across the face. This produced a muffled scream from Faith, as she lay petrified beneath him. Connor hit her? Connor hit her? Connor hit her!! He did! He never hit.
She struggled wildly and he beat her down they fought on the bed. But she had no chance her shock, fear and sense of betrayal were screaming throughout her tired body. He tied her down, to the bedposts. She panicked this was too much. She looked up pleadingly into his baby blues that had lost all of their usual softness and compassion. Surely if he sore in her eyes how bad this was he would stop. But no he didn't.
He stood up from the bed and looked down in disgust at his half-naked girlfriend. "Look at you. You're pathetic! You're just a woman. You're not in charge here, I am. And your gonna learn that. You belong to me." (Hey watch yourself kid) "And I'm gonna make sure of that, and that other slayer trash learns that, too," he said. He sounded dark and dangerous. Slowly he walked over to her took her gag off and forced a long intimate kiss, then pulled off her and put the gag back on. He smiled wickedly: "See you later precious, Daddy's gotta go to work," and with that he left.
(Connor's point of view)
This should be easy enough. Stupid female Gaians. I'll teach them. They can't even fight properly all that dancin' around. I'll bleed them dry. (What's wrong with you?) Who the hell are you? (Me?) Yeah you! (A friend, this isn't you) It's me alright, this is what I've always wanted to do. (Your not well) And your clueless!
(Buffy's house)
It was the early hours in the morning, Spike couldn't be around couldn't come around. He took out a dagger from his belt and went up the steps slowly. He crept into Dawn's room. She was sleeping silently on her pink sheets. He smiled. How cute, he didn't want to kill any of the slayers merely control them. And a good crippling or blinding could manage that pretty well. He moved silently, anticipating his kill. He lifted the dagger up next to her eyes to make a sideways motion.
Suddenly Connor was on the floor, viciously tossing and turning to face upright to view his attacker. He looked up to see Xander. And to see the wrong end of a taser gun in his own chest: "Ahhhh!...You!" he practically growled the word 'you' as he threw Xander off him. But it was too late. Dawn was up and screaming so loud Buffy was already in the room. Buffy and Dawn attacked Connor.
(Connor's point of view)
Dancing again? Stupid girls!
He slashed out and cut Buffy across the throat had Dawn not pulled her sister back she would have been killed. Xander jumped on Connor's back and put some white material over his mouth. For some reason Connor was taking in high toxins and falling unconscious. (Wow! That was...that was...just awful...what have I told you?) I (You'll find out soon enough) Giles broke into the hotel room and half-covered his eyes when he saw the beaten Faith lying half-naked on the bed. Dawn followed and spoke softly to
Faith while freeing her: "It's gonna be okay...Connor.he.um...well, he's behind bars now," she soothed. Giles pulled the gag off. "In jail?" Faith asked, gasping for air. "No," Giles answered, "We created a makedo cage in Buffy's basement, like we used to put Oz in." "But you guys.you're...you're all alright?" Faith asked, remembering Connor's attitude. "Yeah," Dawn whispered. "Thank god, Xander stayed....and had to go the bathroom...or I'd be...I dunno." A single tear rolled down Dawn's cheek.
Faith stood weakly, and put some clothes on. "Take it easy," Giles instructed. "Screw easy...ah...something's wrong....when he looked at me...it wasn't him at all, he was so empty," Faith said. "I know but just-" "Just nothin'! I don't take orders...where's B?"
(In the Masters Lair)
The Master came up behind Dru and put his hands affectionately on her shoulders. She hummed. "So, have you done anything yet?" he asked with great interest. "Yeah," she made a scratching motion in the air. "Sent sweet Connor a lil playmate.got 'im all worked up...and now now she cries silently.shhh...nobody knows." She swayed. The Master looked up. Billy walked from the shadows. "Hello," he greeted the Master. The Master laughed and looked at Dru: "Is this our guest?...hmm divide and conquer good strategy I guess all those minion sacrifices were worth it."