Chapter 12
Faith quickly punched the demon with her failing strength. She produced a knife and swung it rashly at the demon but it made contact. A slash appeared on the demon's stomach which appeared to have already been bleeding.
"So that's how Angel's soul got out. It ripped through you...good job Willow." She felt her strength returning and continued to beat the demon into submission. It became weaker by the second until Faith cornered it and held the knife to it's neck.
"Why did you want Angel's soul? Why did you want him to kill Connor?" She applied pressure to the knife in her hand. "Tell me!" She said after a few seconds.
"Because when Angelus is at the seat of the king and the heir to the warrior is gone there will be nothing to stop him. I will be at his side as the world kneels before us."
"Your not going to be at anyone's side but you will be dead." Faith slashed the knife against the demon's neck. When it went limp a small vial fell out of it's long robe. She took it and went to the nearest exit out of the sewer. She went to find a pay phone when she saw Willow running up to her.
"Did you find it?" She panted.
"Yeah. One more dead demon. Did you walk all the way here?"
"It's harder to do a locator spell in a car and I wanted to save my energy in case I needed to fight." She caught her breath. "We better get back and unchain Angel."
"Did you find his son?"
"...yeah."
~@~
"I wont do that, Connor. That isn't your home, you don't belong there." Angel tried to reason with his son.
"Maybe not but it's where I grew up and where I always knew what was going on. I left when you told me to last time. You have to do this for me." He whispered the last sentence as he sat in front of Angel again.
"I'm sorry, Connor. I tried to save you from that hell, I wont send you back there."
"Don't you get it? THIS is my hell." Connor's eyes welled up like his father's.
"It doesn't have to be. I can make it better just give me a chance."
"I did. Even if you got another one why would you want to make it better? What does it matter to you?"
"You are my son and I've missed too much of you life to let you go back. I'm sorry, Connor. You may not believe it but I am sorry..."
"I had no idea you could do that." Faith walked down the steps of the basement followed by Willow.
"I know its like 'beam me up, Scotty'" They froze when they took in the scene. Connor got up and took the keys from Willow. He unchained Angel as quickly as his bloody fingers could.
"You don't have to be sorry,...just send me back." He bushed past Faith and Willow. He headed for the front door as was about to leave when he was blocked by Gunn.
"Where're you going, kid?"
"Get out of my was." He said softly but fiercely.
"Always a brat... you need to lay down." Gunn said looking at his condition, as Angel emerged from the basement.
"Connor! Come here!" He yelled across the lobby surprisingly fierce. Angel's eyes were red and it was obvious that he had wiped the tears from his cheeks because they glistened in the artificial light of the hotel. Connor obeyed his father and walked towards him. Everyone seemed to take the hint and eased out of the lobby. When they were alone, Angel spoke.
"I wont send you to Quor-toth."
"Why?"
"Because I don't know how and even if I did I still wouldn't do it."
"I hate this." He sighed the sentence.
"Connor, you don't have to stay here but I wont send you back there." Connor looked into his eyes and nodded.
"Fine." He walked towards the front door and stopped when he reached for the doorknob.
"Goodbye...father."
"...goodbye son."
END.
AN: Sequel in progress.
Faith quickly punched the demon with her failing strength. She produced a knife and swung it rashly at the demon but it made contact. A slash appeared on the demon's stomach which appeared to have already been bleeding.
"So that's how Angel's soul got out. It ripped through you...good job Willow." She felt her strength returning and continued to beat the demon into submission. It became weaker by the second until Faith cornered it and held the knife to it's neck.
"Why did you want Angel's soul? Why did you want him to kill Connor?" She applied pressure to the knife in her hand. "Tell me!" She said after a few seconds.
"Because when Angelus is at the seat of the king and the heir to the warrior is gone there will be nothing to stop him. I will be at his side as the world kneels before us."
"Your not going to be at anyone's side but you will be dead." Faith slashed the knife against the demon's neck. When it went limp a small vial fell out of it's long robe. She took it and went to the nearest exit out of the sewer. She went to find a pay phone when she saw Willow running up to her.
"Did you find it?" She panted.
"Yeah. One more dead demon. Did you walk all the way here?"
"It's harder to do a locator spell in a car and I wanted to save my energy in case I needed to fight." She caught her breath. "We better get back and unchain Angel."
"Did you find his son?"
"...yeah."
~@~
"I wont do that, Connor. That isn't your home, you don't belong there." Angel tried to reason with his son.
"Maybe not but it's where I grew up and where I always knew what was going on. I left when you told me to last time. You have to do this for me." He whispered the last sentence as he sat in front of Angel again.
"I'm sorry, Connor. I tried to save you from that hell, I wont send you back there."
"Don't you get it? THIS is my hell." Connor's eyes welled up like his father's.
"It doesn't have to be. I can make it better just give me a chance."
"I did. Even if you got another one why would you want to make it better? What does it matter to you?"
"You are my son and I've missed too much of you life to let you go back. I'm sorry, Connor. You may not believe it but I am sorry..."
"I had no idea you could do that." Faith walked down the steps of the basement followed by Willow.
"I know its like 'beam me up, Scotty'" They froze when they took in the scene. Connor got up and took the keys from Willow. He unchained Angel as quickly as his bloody fingers could.
"You don't have to be sorry,...just send me back." He bushed past Faith and Willow. He headed for the front door as was about to leave when he was blocked by Gunn.
"Where're you going, kid?"
"Get out of my was." He said softly but fiercely.
"Always a brat... you need to lay down." Gunn said looking at his condition, as Angel emerged from the basement.
"Connor! Come here!" He yelled across the lobby surprisingly fierce. Angel's eyes were red and it was obvious that he had wiped the tears from his cheeks because they glistened in the artificial light of the hotel. Connor obeyed his father and walked towards him. Everyone seemed to take the hint and eased out of the lobby. When they were alone, Angel spoke.
"I wont send you to Quor-toth."
"Why?"
"Because I don't know how and even if I did I still wouldn't do it."
"I hate this." He sighed the sentence.
"Connor, you don't have to stay here but I wont send you back there." Connor looked into his eyes and nodded.
"Fine." He walked towards the front door and stopped when he reached for the doorknob.
"Goodbye...father."
"...goodbye son."
END.
AN: Sequel in progress.
