Chapter Seven Something wicked this way comes

'... I did it my way!' Angel had come to Caratos with the gang for one reason the host had called and said he had some information about Buffy the last thing he wanted to hear (or see) was a rabid gorgon daemon singing "I ate it my way"
'You called about the slayer' Wes, thankfully, distracted angel from the next verse.
'Well more about our fantabulose Hell-mouth down south but yes her too' the Host lead them to the bar. 'Came over from china wanting a party on our little blonds playground.' he pointed to a really ugly leaven daemon 'When he sung his little harts out I told him to go home, you want to know why Angel cakes?
'No I don't. But you do, something so big and bad that you have to warn someone that powerful away. Right?'
'I don't know its name. All I can tell you is it's almost invisible, big and decorates it's home with skulls. Oh and the slayer is going toe to toe with it'
'A head-hunter? In Sunnydale?' Angel looked around the bar that was suddenly quiet...
Every daemon in the building was quiet, looking at the four gathered around the bar. Within minuets the entire block was empty of anything resembling a daemon! 'I don't think this is a good thing, this far away from it and they run like kids?'
Angel looked at Cordy 'Take the host and Wes in the car to the hotel I'll meet you there with Gunn as soon as I can be ready to leave. Go' Angel was out the door and running into the night.

Dawn fought to move but the net held her still numb body against the wall. Several dozen cuts ran across her skin where the thin wires were to tight, she could taste the blood from one above her eyebrow but not feel it. Unable to speak or move she watched as the Head-hunter are its meal. Looking at the wall she saw a gleaming skull mounted on a shelf next to it was Giles's glasses. Dawn knew who it once was but the numbness in her body was matched within her mind. She glanced around the burnt out factory and tried to examine the things her captor had placed there. All dull green and black the was a un-earthy shape to most and Dawn wondered where a daemon made them. A shrill noise came from one distracting the monster from his food. He walked over to the lager object and laid his hand on it. A picture of Dawn was suddenly floating in front of him. Dawn realised that it really was un- earthy! An alien daemon with ALIEN things wanted her for something and wanted to kill Buffy. For a second Dawn thought how cool it was that aliens were real before she realised all this thing had to do was phaser Buffy with some ray gun to win.
It was laughing, something he read on the floating picture. Dawn watched as the spider scrawl words piled on each other, no not words numbers, the numbers like roman numerals piling on top of each other. They kept growing faster and faster. Something was happening, the thing had found something that was big an growing. It was to do with Dawn! Something that was Dawn. Part of her, something dangerous...
A flash came to her...

What is happening next what have I done? Is another Xenomorphic character playing its hand? Or have I just lost the plot?

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