Angel
The Return of Warren Part 2
By Alex Stockwell
Episode: Bored Now
Previously, on Angel...
"So Captain Forehead thinks some powerful wizard is gonna be
resurrected and turned into a vamp?"
"You can take revenge on the one that done you in!"
"Willow."
"I think I should go over there."
"Hey, Spike."
"Warren?"
"The Gem of Amara. I absorbed it, so I could wield it's power
without someone taking it from me, and turning me into powder."
"I'm coming for you, dyke."
"I knew someone who talked like that."
"I'm Angel. And you are?"
"Warren. Nice to meet ya."
"I'm not here for revenge this time. I'm here to stop you."
"Let's see what happens when I make her slay the love of her life!"
Fade in.
6 hours ago.
Willow enters the mysterious shack.
"Hello? Anyone?" Compulsively, she moves towards the shadows.
"Hello?"
She's answered by a familiar voice. "Willow, you made it."
Hearing the voice, Willow stops dead, and listens to her heart race.
"T-tara?"
Out of the shadows steps Tara Maclay. "You remember my voice.
That's sweet."
"Oh, God, The First! Y-you're not gonna trick me!"
"What? No, he can't get in here. The Powers That Be sent me. This
is sort of a, what was the term they used, closure shack, or something. They
put 'em up in emergencies, when someone needs strength, but are still too
haunted by something."
"You are Tara. No one else talks like that." She starts blubbing.
"What do they want with me?"
"I think you'd better sit down."
Now.
Fred is helping Gunn up. "You okay?"
"That depends. Do I still have eyebrows?"
Just then, Kennedy stumbles in, rubbing her head. "Man, that asshole
really clocked me!"
Willow runs over. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you out
there. I thought you'd be safer if he didn't know you were with me."
"Well, if I'd known that, I wouldn't have blabbed it to him."
"He knows? Why didn't he kill you?"
"I think he underestimated our relationship. He called me a rebound
muff."
"Still the same asshole."
Wesley, his arm in an ersatz sling, says, "We need to find out where
he's keeping Angel and Spike."
Fred says, "I'll get on it."
In the abandoned building, Warren is looking over Angel. "You
know, I have to say this, you look like you walked into a tree. I mean in
general, not just because of getting your ass handed to you."
Drusilla embraces him from behind. "You know, ducks, I should
probably get them to London soon, if I'm going to perform the ritual."
"Do you have the jars?"
"Of course." She pulls two jars out of a cabinet that look very much
like the one Angel's soul was trapped in during the ordeal with The Beast.
"You boys will be mine again, soon." She giggles manically.
Warren kissed her cheek, then said, "First, though, we should rally the
troops."
Cue opening credits.
Angel
David Boreanaz
Alexis Denisof
J. August Richards
Amy Acker
Andy Hallet
Tom Lenk
And James Marsters
Created by Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt
Special Guest Stars
Juliet Landau
Alyson Hannigan
Iyari Limon
Adam Busch as Warren
Amber Benson as Tara
Just outside of the red light district, Gunn and Andrew stop in front of
an abandoned building. They get out and stare at it.
"Was this vacant lot always here?" Gunn says.
"I wouldn't know, I haven't been here that long. Maybe it's that one."
He points to the building next door. He and Gunn go to check it out.
Upstairs, in the building they were just missing, Warren is looking out
the window at them. "Ha! Worked like a charm!" Crouches in front of
Angel. "And you thought they'd find us." Slaps him on the shoulder. "You
kill me."
"What are you bleating about?" Spike says.
"It's an illusion. A variation on the SEP field." Blank looks from
both of them. "SEP? You guys never read Douglas Adams? It stands for
Somebody Else's Problem. They don't see it, because they don't expect it.
All they know is I have you in a building in this area. They don't happen to
know there's a building right on this spot."
Back at WH, Willow has explained to the others, sitting around the
big table, what led her here.
"It was Tara?" Wesley says.
"Yeah. She told me some other things, too, not just about the
problems I've had with her death, but some things she wanted me to tell you
guys. About Cordy."
"She's met Cordy?" Fred replies.
"Yeah, apparently she's started dating this Dennis guy. Tara said you
know him."
"Oh, yeah," Wes says, "Phantom Dennis. Good to see he's out."
At that point, Gunn and Andrew come back. "Well, we got nothing.
We checked every building there, no sign of UberGeek."
Andrew chimes in, "Hey, you know they demolished one of the
buildings there. I think it was a while ago, cause it was all cleared out, just
an empty lot."
"That's odd," Wesley ponders, "we didn't hear anything about that."
Back in the redlight district, as night falls, Warren looks out the
window, where over a hundred vampires are gathering in the street in front
of the building. "Ah, my diversion is here."
Break for commercial
Warren stands on the front steps, speaking to his small army of
vamps, affecting a booming, Saruman-esque voice. "A new power is rising.
Its victory is at hand. This night the streets will be stained with the blood of
our enemies. March to Wolfram and Hart. Leave none alive. To war."
"Man," one of the vamps says, "He's good."
"If all of you storm Wolfram and Hart at once, they won't be able to
hold you back! Victory is assured!"
"Yeah," another, big and tall vamp blurts out, "right. Why would we
follow a little pipsqueak like you?"
Without looking at him, Warren telekinetically picks him up,
"Because," then slams him into the ground several times. "That's why."
A bit later, Willow is searching on Yahoo Maps for the address of the
empty lot. "Well, according to this, it really is an empty lot. However, it's
obvious this site's been affected by some kind of magical field."
Fred says, "So, you're saying he's covered his tracks?"
"Hey, he's no dummy."
"He has the Evil Overlord list memorized." Andrew says.
At that moment, a new set of guards is in the lobby, keeping watch.
One of them looks up from his Hustler, and says, "Um, Jim?"
"What?"
"Look outside. Tell me I'm hallucinating."
Jim looks outside, and sees the same thing: About a hundred or so
vampires standing out in front of W&H. The vampires start howling and
beating their chests with one hand.
One vampire turns to another, "Why are we doing this?"
"Idunno, he saw it in some movie, said it would scare the bejeezus out
of them."
Inside, the guards are crapping in their boots. One of them sets off an
alarm.
Hearing this, the gang all looks up at the flashing red lights. Gunn
mouths "Oh, fu-"
Back in the lobby, the vampires start storming in, killing guards left
and right.
Upstairs, the club, having seen the carnage on a security monitor, are
quickly coming up with a plan of action. "Okay," Willow says, "I can cast a
moving shield spell, and get us out of here."
"No," Wesley says, "some of us have to stay and fight. The question
is, who goes with you, and what will you do when you get there?"
"I don't need backup, I have my own secret weapon."
"Well, I'm going anyway." Andrew says, "I have a bone to pick."
A few minutes later, the battle is continuing between the vamps and
the guards. Suddenly, the elevator doors open, and several arrows fly out
into the lobby, dusting several vampires. A second later, two people
surrounded by a swirling magic orb burst out, run out the front, and jump
into a blue VW bug and take off.
At the abandoned building, Warren is getting into his recently stolen
75 Thunderbird. He looks at a road map. "Uh, lessee, ah, Sunnydale! Or
what's left of it." He drives off for the crater formerly known as Sunnydale.
Break for commercial.
Angel and Spike are still chained to the wall, and Spike has been
singing for the last hour. "Five hundred thirty six beers on the wall, five
hundred thirty six beers..."
"Spike, if you don't shut up, I will learn telekinesis and jam that table
right up your..." Angel is interrupted by the door swinging open, and
Willow and Andrew coming in.
"Where is he?" Willow asks hastily.
"You mean RoboVamp?" Spike says, "He just skipped out."
"Where? Where's he going?"
"Back to Craterville."
"He's going to Sunnydale?"
"There's more." Angel says, "We know what his revenge plan is."
"What?"
Meanwhile, Warren stops at a gas station just outside of LA. "Hey,
buddy, could you fill it up? Make it quick, I'm in a hurry."
The attendant comes out. "Warren? Warren Meers?"
"Um, yeah."
"Man, I haven't seen you since high school! Remember me?"
"Johnny Kricfalusi?"
"Yeah! I was on the football team!"
"Oh, yeah, I have fond memories of the...football team."
"Hey, I heard you died."
"Yeah, I get that a lot. Hey, Johnny, wanna hear a secret?"
Back at Wolfram and Hart, the battle is down to about twenty vamps,
and just the Angel gang, all the guards lying dead. The gang are at the end
of their strength, and the vamps are circling them, getting ready to lunge.
Suddenly, a couple get dusted, and behind where they were are Angel and
Spike.
"Sorry, folks," Angel says, "We got a little sidetracked."
Right then, Willow and Andrew arrive at the gas station, and briefly
get out to examine the stiff. "Oh, man." she says, "Well, at least we know
we're right behind him. This guy's still warm. Give me the axe." Andrew
hands her the axe, and she beheads the corpse. "Just making sure."
Two hours later, Warren is dashing over the rubble lining the crater,
with a shaped stick in his hands. "...And that way." He turns left a bit, runs
a few yards, and stops. Tossing the stick aside, he reaches inside his pocket
and pulls out a single bullet, which he found in a pile of medical waste a
couple of miles due east. "The catalyst." He tosses the bullet among the
rubble, then stands in a spell-casting pose. "Osiris, I plead of you, expose
this one's final resting place, so I can bring her back!" Light erupts from the
gaps in the rubble, which then shifts away from the spot. Out of the quaking
ground, a headstone emerges. "Okay," he says, rubbing his hands, "Phase
Two." He gets ready to start the second phase, but stops suddenly, spins
around, and sees Willow behind him. "Oh, there you are." Gesturing
menacingly, he raises two trees on either side of her, and binds her hands
with vines. "Well, this is familiar, huh?"
Break for commercial
Warren stands in front of Willow, who's held in place. "Looks like
you've got yourself in quite a predicament. Right now, you're thinking
about all the messy stuff you did to me, and how I'm gonna do all that to
you."
"Actually," she says, "I'm thinking that even as a magi-vamp, you're
a pathetic loser."
"You know, the old me would have lashed out violently at that insult.
But now, without a soul, doesn't bother me. In fact, I have only two words
in response to that. Bored now." He then turns around, and says, "Geez,
Andrew, you are the worst spy I've ever met!"
Back at W&H, the gang are cleaning up the lobby after the enormous
skirmish that's taken place. Spike turns to Angel, "You know, I'm still
amazed at what that little prick is capable of. When I met him he was still
living in his mum's basement, the last person you'd think could pull this
off."
"Well, we were a barfly and a poet, but look what we did."
"Yeah. I hope Willow can stop that turd. Not just because of what he
might do to us, but I don't wanna see that girl Tara vamped. Anyone but
her."
"You really liked her that much?"
"She was one of the few people who had the balls to talk to me like an
equal. Everyone else either saw me as some horrid creature or as the
slayer's lapdog. She saw the real me. The complete asshole."
"Well, I've been telling you that for a hundred and twenty four years."
"Yeah," he slap Angels shoulder, "you have."
At that time, Warren is facing Andrew, who's standing on a boulder
with a crossbow pointed at him. "You think you can take me? You couldn't
take me when I was a normal guy. What chance do you have now?"
"It was you. It wasn't the First at all."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"That's what the dreams have been about. You took advantage of the
First screwing with everyone to get revenge on Jonathan. You made me kill
him!"
"It was still you, Tucker's brother."
"Yeah, well I've atoned for that. But I still have to stop you." He
takes aim, and fires. The arrow whizzes past Warren's arm, missing by a
mile, and hitting one of the vines binding Willow's hands.
"Geez, did you learn nothing in archery class?" He zaps Andrew in
the chest with a powerful bolt of lightning, then leaps up to the rock, where
Andrew is lying half-conscious. "If I could do it all again," another zap, "I
would kill you two simpering idiots first," zap, "and go solo." He shoots
Andrew with a couple thousand more volts. "But, I guess better late than
never!" He starts to power up a lethal bolt, then says, "And now...you will
die." Before he can fire it off, a pair of hands grab either side of his head,
and burn him, causing him to scream in pain. "AAAAUGH!!!" He drops to
his knees, cranes his neck around, and sees Willow standing behind him.
"This...ends...now!" She says.
Panting, he comes back with, "Hackneyed much?"
He's answered with a pair of hands on his back which burn him
terribly. Willow forces him to the ground, screaming in pain, and continues
to scorch him. He shrieks and struggles until, with a familiar sound, he turns
to dust. Willow runs over to Andrew and helps him get up.
"W-what did you do to him?" Andrew asks, trembling a little.
"Remember the scythe? Tara told me that because I cast that spell on
it, I was the only one who could destroy him. That's why the Powers That
Be put up that shack in the first place. So, what were you talking about
earlier?"
"While the First was messing with all of you, he took it upon himself
to pose as the First posing as him. It wasn't the First who got me to kill
Jonathan, it was Warren. So, now that you've beaten him, is that shack
gonna just disappear?"
"No, Tara said there was one more person who needed their help."
The next day, Angel, Wesley, and Gunn are in Angel's office, talking
about Drusilla.
"She was gonna take your souls?" Gunn says.
"That was her plan all along. To have us to herself again."
"Well," Wesley says, "I'm sorry she got away."
"She didn't get away," Spike, who's standing in the corner, says, "she
just got away from here."
"Yeah." Angel concurred, "She's waiting for us in London. I'd hate
to disappoint her."
In San Francisco, the blue bug is pulling up next to the closure shack.
"You sure you're ready for this?" Willow says.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Andrew answers. He gets out, and enters
the shack. "Hello?"
Out of the darkness steps Jonathan. "Andrew?"
"Jonathan. It's you."
"Hey, how've you been?"
"Well, I, uh..."
"I know, major guilt over killing me. It's okay, it wasn't your fault.
I'm just glad you didn't go the same way he did."
"Yeah, I, uh, guess that's a point."
"Besides, I'm much happier now than I ever was alive. My death was
the best thing that ever happened to me. Hey, you'll never guess who I'm
dating."
Somehow, Andrew knew instantly. "Katrina?"
"Yeah, I ran into her about a month or so here, and she was totally
understanding. She knew we never meant to harm her, and how bad we felt
when she died."
"Won't Warren be pissed?" Andrew asked, smirking.
"Who cares! He's in hell now! Well, gotta get back. I'm playing
D&D with Jon Pertwee and Deforrest Kelley. It's been nice to see you." He
turned, and walked back into the darkness.
"Yeah, it's mutual." Andrew smiled, and exited the shack.
The End
The Return of Warren Part 2
By Alex Stockwell
Episode: Bored Now
Previously, on Angel...
"So Captain Forehead thinks some powerful wizard is gonna be
resurrected and turned into a vamp?"
"You can take revenge on the one that done you in!"
"Willow."
"I think I should go over there."
"Hey, Spike."
"Warren?"
"The Gem of Amara. I absorbed it, so I could wield it's power
without someone taking it from me, and turning me into powder."
"I'm coming for you, dyke."
"I knew someone who talked like that."
"I'm Angel. And you are?"
"Warren. Nice to meet ya."
"I'm not here for revenge this time. I'm here to stop you."
"Let's see what happens when I make her slay the love of her life!"
Fade in.
6 hours ago.
Willow enters the mysterious shack.
"Hello? Anyone?" Compulsively, she moves towards the shadows.
"Hello?"
She's answered by a familiar voice. "Willow, you made it."
Hearing the voice, Willow stops dead, and listens to her heart race.
"T-tara?"
Out of the shadows steps Tara Maclay. "You remember my voice.
That's sweet."
"Oh, God, The First! Y-you're not gonna trick me!"
"What? No, he can't get in here. The Powers That Be sent me. This
is sort of a, what was the term they used, closure shack, or something. They
put 'em up in emergencies, when someone needs strength, but are still too
haunted by something."
"You are Tara. No one else talks like that." She starts blubbing.
"What do they want with me?"
"I think you'd better sit down."
Now.
Fred is helping Gunn up. "You okay?"
"That depends. Do I still have eyebrows?"
Just then, Kennedy stumbles in, rubbing her head. "Man, that asshole
really clocked me!"
Willow runs over. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you out
there. I thought you'd be safer if he didn't know you were with me."
"Well, if I'd known that, I wouldn't have blabbed it to him."
"He knows? Why didn't he kill you?"
"I think he underestimated our relationship. He called me a rebound
muff."
"Still the same asshole."
Wesley, his arm in an ersatz sling, says, "We need to find out where
he's keeping Angel and Spike."
Fred says, "I'll get on it."
In the abandoned building, Warren is looking over Angel. "You
know, I have to say this, you look like you walked into a tree. I mean in
general, not just because of getting your ass handed to you."
Drusilla embraces him from behind. "You know, ducks, I should
probably get them to London soon, if I'm going to perform the ritual."
"Do you have the jars?"
"Of course." She pulls two jars out of a cabinet that look very much
like the one Angel's soul was trapped in during the ordeal with The Beast.
"You boys will be mine again, soon." She giggles manically.
Warren kissed her cheek, then said, "First, though, we should rally the
troops."
Cue opening credits.
Angel
David Boreanaz
Alexis Denisof
J. August Richards
Amy Acker
Andy Hallet
Tom Lenk
And James Marsters
Created by Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt
Special Guest Stars
Juliet Landau
Alyson Hannigan
Iyari Limon
Adam Busch as Warren
Amber Benson as Tara
Just outside of the red light district, Gunn and Andrew stop in front of
an abandoned building. They get out and stare at it.
"Was this vacant lot always here?" Gunn says.
"I wouldn't know, I haven't been here that long. Maybe it's that one."
He points to the building next door. He and Gunn go to check it out.
Upstairs, in the building they were just missing, Warren is looking out
the window at them. "Ha! Worked like a charm!" Crouches in front of
Angel. "And you thought they'd find us." Slaps him on the shoulder. "You
kill me."
"What are you bleating about?" Spike says.
"It's an illusion. A variation on the SEP field." Blank looks from
both of them. "SEP? You guys never read Douglas Adams? It stands for
Somebody Else's Problem. They don't see it, because they don't expect it.
All they know is I have you in a building in this area. They don't happen to
know there's a building right on this spot."
Back at WH, Willow has explained to the others, sitting around the
big table, what led her here.
"It was Tara?" Wesley says.
"Yeah. She told me some other things, too, not just about the
problems I've had with her death, but some things she wanted me to tell you
guys. About Cordy."
"She's met Cordy?" Fred replies.
"Yeah, apparently she's started dating this Dennis guy. Tara said you
know him."
"Oh, yeah," Wes says, "Phantom Dennis. Good to see he's out."
At that point, Gunn and Andrew come back. "Well, we got nothing.
We checked every building there, no sign of UberGeek."
Andrew chimes in, "Hey, you know they demolished one of the
buildings there. I think it was a while ago, cause it was all cleared out, just
an empty lot."
"That's odd," Wesley ponders, "we didn't hear anything about that."
Back in the redlight district, as night falls, Warren looks out the
window, where over a hundred vampires are gathering in the street in front
of the building. "Ah, my diversion is here."
Break for commercial
Warren stands on the front steps, speaking to his small army of
vamps, affecting a booming, Saruman-esque voice. "A new power is rising.
Its victory is at hand. This night the streets will be stained with the blood of
our enemies. March to Wolfram and Hart. Leave none alive. To war."
"Man," one of the vamps says, "He's good."
"If all of you storm Wolfram and Hart at once, they won't be able to
hold you back! Victory is assured!"
"Yeah," another, big and tall vamp blurts out, "right. Why would we
follow a little pipsqueak like you?"
Without looking at him, Warren telekinetically picks him up,
"Because," then slams him into the ground several times. "That's why."
A bit later, Willow is searching on Yahoo Maps for the address of the
empty lot. "Well, according to this, it really is an empty lot. However, it's
obvious this site's been affected by some kind of magical field."
Fred says, "So, you're saying he's covered his tracks?"
"Hey, he's no dummy."
"He has the Evil Overlord list memorized." Andrew says.
At that moment, a new set of guards is in the lobby, keeping watch.
One of them looks up from his Hustler, and says, "Um, Jim?"
"What?"
"Look outside. Tell me I'm hallucinating."
Jim looks outside, and sees the same thing: About a hundred or so
vampires standing out in front of W&H. The vampires start howling and
beating their chests with one hand.
One vampire turns to another, "Why are we doing this?"
"Idunno, he saw it in some movie, said it would scare the bejeezus out
of them."
Inside, the guards are crapping in their boots. One of them sets off an
alarm.
Hearing this, the gang all looks up at the flashing red lights. Gunn
mouths "Oh, fu-"
Back in the lobby, the vampires start storming in, killing guards left
and right.
Upstairs, the club, having seen the carnage on a security monitor, are
quickly coming up with a plan of action. "Okay," Willow says, "I can cast a
moving shield spell, and get us out of here."
"No," Wesley says, "some of us have to stay and fight. The question
is, who goes with you, and what will you do when you get there?"
"I don't need backup, I have my own secret weapon."
"Well, I'm going anyway." Andrew says, "I have a bone to pick."
A few minutes later, the battle is continuing between the vamps and
the guards. Suddenly, the elevator doors open, and several arrows fly out
into the lobby, dusting several vampires. A second later, two people
surrounded by a swirling magic orb burst out, run out the front, and jump
into a blue VW bug and take off.
At the abandoned building, Warren is getting into his recently stolen
75 Thunderbird. He looks at a road map. "Uh, lessee, ah, Sunnydale! Or
what's left of it." He drives off for the crater formerly known as Sunnydale.
Break for commercial.
Angel and Spike are still chained to the wall, and Spike has been
singing for the last hour. "Five hundred thirty six beers on the wall, five
hundred thirty six beers..."
"Spike, if you don't shut up, I will learn telekinesis and jam that table
right up your..." Angel is interrupted by the door swinging open, and
Willow and Andrew coming in.
"Where is he?" Willow asks hastily.
"You mean RoboVamp?" Spike says, "He just skipped out."
"Where? Where's he going?"
"Back to Craterville."
"He's going to Sunnydale?"
"There's more." Angel says, "We know what his revenge plan is."
"What?"
Meanwhile, Warren stops at a gas station just outside of LA. "Hey,
buddy, could you fill it up? Make it quick, I'm in a hurry."
The attendant comes out. "Warren? Warren Meers?"
"Um, yeah."
"Man, I haven't seen you since high school! Remember me?"
"Johnny Kricfalusi?"
"Yeah! I was on the football team!"
"Oh, yeah, I have fond memories of the...football team."
"Hey, I heard you died."
"Yeah, I get that a lot. Hey, Johnny, wanna hear a secret?"
Back at Wolfram and Hart, the battle is down to about twenty vamps,
and just the Angel gang, all the guards lying dead. The gang are at the end
of their strength, and the vamps are circling them, getting ready to lunge.
Suddenly, a couple get dusted, and behind where they were are Angel and
Spike.
"Sorry, folks," Angel says, "We got a little sidetracked."
Right then, Willow and Andrew arrive at the gas station, and briefly
get out to examine the stiff. "Oh, man." she says, "Well, at least we know
we're right behind him. This guy's still warm. Give me the axe." Andrew
hands her the axe, and she beheads the corpse. "Just making sure."
Two hours later, Warren is dashing over the rubble lining the crater,
with a shaped stick in his hands. "...And that way." He turns left a bit, runs
a few yards, and stops. Tossing the stick aside, he reaches inside his pocket
and pulls out a single bullet, which he found in a pile of medical waste a
couple of miles due east. "The catalyst." He tosses the bullet among the
rubble, then stands in a spell-casting pose. "Osiris, I plead of you, expose
this one's final resting place, so I can bring her back!" Light erupts from the
gaps in the rubble, which then shifts away from the spot. Out of the quaking
ground, a headstone emerges. "Okay," he says, rubbing his hands, "Phase
Two." He gets ready to start the second phase, but stops suddenly, spins
around, and sees Willow behind him. "Oh, there you are." Gesturing
menacingly, he raises two trees on either side of her, and binds her hands
with vines. "Well, this is familiar, huh?"
Break for commercial
Warren stands in front of Willow, who's held in place. "Looks like
you've got yourself in quite a predicament. Right now, you're thinking
about all the messy stuff you did to me, and how I'm gonna do all that to
you."
"Actually," she says, "I'm thinking that even as a magi-vamp, you're
a pathetic loser."
"You know, the old me would have lashed out violently at that insult.
But now, without a soul, doesn't bother me. In fact, I have only two words
in response to that. Bored now." He then turns around, and says, "Geez,
Andrew, you are the worst spy I've ever met!"
Back at W&H, the gang are cleaning up the lobby after the enormous
skirmish that's taken place. Spike turns to Angel, "You know, I'm still
amazed at what that little prick is capable of. When I met him he was still
living in his mum's basement, the last person you'd think could pull this
off."
"Well, we were a barfly and a poet, but look what we did."
"Yeah. I hope Willow can stop that turd. Not just because of what he
might do to us, but I don't wanna see that girl Tara vamped. Anyone but
her."
"You really liked her that much?"
"She was one of the few people who had the balls to talk to me like an
equal. Everyone else either saw me as some horrid creature or as the
slayer's lapdog. She saw the real me. The complete asshole."
"Well, I've been telling you that for a hundred and twenty four years."
"Yeah," he slap Angels shoulder, "you have."
At that time, Warren is facing Andrew, who's standing on a boulder
with a crossbow pointed at him. "You think you can take me? You couldn't
take me when I was a normal guy. What chance do you have now?"
"It was you. It wasn't the First at all."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"That's what the dreams have been about. You took advantage of the
First screwing with everyone to get revenge on Jonathan. You made me kill
him!"
"It was still you, Tucker's brother."
"Yeah, well I've atoned for that. But I still have to stop you." He
takes aim, and fires. The arrow whizzes past Warren's arm, missing by a
mile, and hitting one of the vines binding Willow's hands.
"Geez, did you learn nothing in archery class?" He zaps Andrew in
the chest with a powerful bolt of lightning, then leaps up to the rock, where
Andrew is lying half-conscious. "If I could do it all again," another zap, "I
would kill you two simpering idiots first," zap, "and go solo." He shoots
Andrew with a couple thousand more volts. "But, I guess better late than
never!" He starts to power up a lethal bolt, then says, "And now...you will
die." Before he can fire it off, a pair of hands grab either side of his head,
and burn him, causing him to scream in pain. "AAAAUGH!!!" He drops to
his knees, cranes his neck around, and sees Willow standing behind him.
"This...ends...now!" She says.
Panting, he comes back with, "Hackneyed much?"
He's answered with a pair of hands on his back which burn him
terribly. Willow forces him to the ground, screaming in pain, and continues
to scorch him. He shrieks and struggles until, with a familiar sound, he turns
to dust. Willow runs over to Andrew and helps him get up.
"W-what did you do to him?" Andrew asks, trembling a little.
"Remember the scythe? Tara told me that because I cast that spell on
it, I was the only one who could destroy him. That's why the Powers That
Be put up that shack in the first place. So, what were you talking about
earlier?"
"While the First was messing with all of you, he took it upon himself
to pose as the First posing as him. It wasn't the First who got me to kill
Jonathan, it was Warren. So, now that you've beaten him, is that shack
gonna just disappear?"
"No, Tara said there was one more person who needed their help."
The next day, Angel, Wesley, and Gunn are in Angel's office, talking
about Drusilla.
"She was gonna take your souls?" Gunn says.
"That was her plan all along. To have us to herself again."
"Well," Wesley says, "I'm sorry she got away."
"She didn't get away," Spike, who's standing in the corner, says, "she
just got away from here."
"Yeah." Angel concurred, "She's waiting for us in London. I'd hate
to disappoint her."
In San Francisco, the blue bug is pulling up next to the closure shack.
"You sure you're ready for this?" Willow says.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Andrew answers. He gets out, and enters
the shack. "Hello?"
Out of the darkness steps Jonathan. "Andrew?"
"Jonathan. It's you."
"Hey, how've you been?"
"Well, I, uh..."
"I know, major guilt over killing me. It's okay, it wasn't your fault.
I'm just glad you didn't go the same way he did."
"Yeah, I, uh, guess that's a point."
"Besides, I'm much happier now than I ever was alive. My death was
the best thing that ever happened to me. Hey, you'll never guess who I'm
dating."
Somehow, Andrew knew instantly. "Katrina?"
"Yeah, I ran into her about a month or so here, and she was totally
understanding. She knew we never meant to harm her, and how bad we felt
when she died."
"Won't Warren be pissed?" Andrew asked, smirking.
"Who cares! He's in hell now! Well, gotta get back. I'm playing
D&D with Jon Pertwee and Deforrest Kelley. It's been nice to see you." He
turned, and walked back into the darkness.
"Yeah, it's mutual." Andrew smiled, and exited the shack.
The End