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Chapter 12:
"I vote this is Cordy, because she keeps hitting me." Xander said.
"You can't hit Xander. Only I'm supposed to hit Xander and then he tries to get out of the.."
"Anya, honey, remember what we discussed about what goes on in private?" Xander asked, turning a bright shade of red.
"Ewww!" Cordy replied, "I so did not need to know that."
"I second that." Willow said and the others nodded their agreement. They walked into the house, both Cordy's were placed on opposite sides of the rooms, but they were well watched.
"What's the last thing that you remember, Cordy?" Buffy asked, the other Cordy still unconscious.
"Well, Angel gave me a job and I have been working with him and Doyle." she replied, "And I was going out on a date with Doyle when something hit me from behind." looking around the room, she noticed that Doyle was not present there. "Where is he?"
"He died." Angel said, he shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. "He gave his life to save you. He kissed you and you got his visions and then you had to become part demon."
"How do you feel about Angel?" Buffy asked, she knew that the real Cordy wouldn't think of Angel in anyway, except as a brother.
"He's my brother." she replied softly, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "He's really gone?" she questioned and Angel nodded as the tears began to fall even more. Angel gathered her close as sobs racked her body.
"Isn't that just cute." the demon said, still tied to the chair, turning her attention to Buffy. "If only you hadn't returned from the dead." she began her rant, "It would have been fine. I would have slept with him and then I would have become pregnant and we would have created a life that would dominate the world through happiness." Buffy looked at her and she finally understood why her skin crawled whenever she had been in the room.
"Sorry to disappoint, but it is my job, ya know." Buffy replied, "And now, on with the torture."
"I will tell you nothing."
"Uhh, I hate to be Mr. States-the-obvious, but you just spilled your entire plan." Xander said and the demon looked shocked.
"So, why kill Doyle?" Buffy asked, going with her gut instinct.
"Because I needed to get the visions so that Angel would feel sorry for me and then he would eventually see me as someone he could love." the demon said and smiled as the look of pain flashed across Cordy's face.
"Alright, who are you working for?" Buffy asked and the demon closed her mouth, refusing to say anything. "Alright the hard way."
"Hey, Giles? Wesley?" Buffy called out. "Do we know what kind of demon this thing is?"
"Yea! Dawn found it." Giles replied, "It is a Kar-Val demon. They are shape shifters, they are generally summoned and controlled by one being."
"Uhh, any allergies?"
"Well, it can regenerate from anything, except having it's heart cut out."
"Ohh!" Buffy said, "That sounds like fun, I always wanted to see what made a demon tick." looking at Angel she gave him a look. "Are all those torture tools still at the mansion?" Angel nodded and he and Buffy left the room and made it to the door, before they heard the demon scream the name of the demon that she worked for out.
"Baterated." she said and the two watchers looked at her sharply.
"But he wasn't supposed to rise for another three hundred years." Giles sputtered.
"Oh, please," Anya said, "All demons know that he would rise this year."
"And you didn't think that it would be helpful to tell us this little tidbit?" Giles asked.
"Well, the thought really never crossed my mind."
"Obviously." Wesley replied sarcastically.
"Uhh, for those of us that aren't informed, who is this demon?" Buffy asked. Both watchers scurried into the other room, coming back in moments later with a book.
"He shall rise and the slayer will fall. With her death the world will fall into darkness. For a hundred years darkness will rule. The Hellmouth will open and swallow the world whole."
"Well, it's just a little prophecy, nothing we haven't dealt with before." Buffy said and she could almost feel the glares from the others in the room. "What! It could be worse. It could be another Hell God. So, how do we kill him?" "You can't!" the demon told them and began to cackle.
"Right, that's what they said about Glory and she's of the nonliving." Buffy replied. "Come on, how many times have we heard that and how many times have we kicked ass?" the others began to nod and soon they set about looking for information about the demon.
"Uhh, what are we going to do about her?" Dawn asked, pointing to the demon.
"How about we kill her?" Cordy asked, venom dripping in her voice. Her heart was still breaking at the thought of losing Doyle.
"Now, let's not get too hasty." the demon began, she was almost free, just a few more seconds and she would be free. She finally got the knot undone and she pushed Dawn, and rushed for the door. Cordy punched her, sending her flying back, through the window. Angel went through the window and grabbed the demon, punching his hand through her chest and ripping the heart out. The demon began to dissolve and she laughed, getting her revenge.
"You will all die on Sunday." and the body was gone, nothing was left. Cordy smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, that Doyle's death had been avenged.
Chapter 12:
"I vote this is Cordy, because she keeps hitting me." Xander said.
"You can't hit Xander. Only I'm supposed to hit Xander and then he tries to get out of the.."
"Anya, honey, remember what we discussed about what goes on in private?" Xander asked, turning a bright shade of red.
"Ewww!" Cordy replied, "I so did not need to know that."
"I second that." Willow said and the others nodded their agreement. They walked into the house, both Cordy's were placed on opposite sides of the rooms, but they were well watched.
"What's the last thing that you remember, Cordy?" Buffy asked, the other Cordy still unconscious.
"Well, Angel gave me a job and I have been working with him and Doyle." she replied, "And I was going out on a date with Doyle when something hit me from behind." looking around the room, she noticed that Doyle was not present there. "Where is he?"
"He died." Angel said, he shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. "He gave his life to save you. He kissed you and you got his visions and then you had to become part demon."
"How do you feel about Angel?" Buffy asked, she knew that the real Cordy wouldn't think of Angel in anyway, except as a brother.
"He's my brother." she replied softly, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "He's really gone?" she questioned and Angel nodded as the tears began to fall even more. Angel gathered her close as sobs racked her body.
"Isn't that just cute." the demon said, still tied to the chair, turning her attention to Buffy. "If only you hadn't returned from the dead." she began her rant, "It would have been fine. I would have slept with him and then I would have become pregnant and we would have created a life that would dominate the world through happiness." Buffy looked at her and she finally understood why her skin crawled whenever she had been in the room.
"Sorry to disappoint, but it is my job, ya know." Buffy replied, "And now, on with the torture."
"I will tell you nothing."
"Uhh, I hate to be Mr. States-the-obvious, but you just spilled your entire plan." Xander said and the demon looked shocked.
"So, why kill Doyle?" Buffy asked, going with her gut instinct.
"Because I needed to get the visions so that Angel would feel sorry for me and then he would eventually see me as someone he could love." the demon said and smiled as the look of pain flashed across Cordy's face.
"Alright, who are you working for?" Buffy asked and the demon closed her mouth, refusing to say anything. "Alright the hard way."
"Hey, Giles? Wesley?" Buffy called out. "Do we know what kind of demon this thing is?"
"Yea! Dawn found it." Giles replied, "It is a Kar-Val demon. They are shape shifters, they are generally summoned and controlled by one being."
"Uhh, any allergies?"
"Well, it can regenerate from anything, except having it's heart cut out."
"Ohh!" Buffy said, "That sounds like fun, I always wanted to see what made a demon tick." looking at Angel she gave him a look. "Are all those torture tools still at the mansion?" Angel nodded and he and Buffy left the room and made it to the door, before they heard the demon scream the name of the demon that she worked for out.
"Baterated." she said and the two watchers looked at her sharply.
"But he wasn't supposed to rise for another three hundred years." Giles sputtered.
"Oh, please," Anya said, "All demons know that he would rise this year."
"And you didn't think that it would be helpful to tell us this little tidbit?" Giles asked.
"Well, the thought really never crossed my mind."
"Obviously." Wesley replied sarcastically.
"Uhh, for those of us that aren't informed, who is this demon?" Buffy asked. Both watchers scurried into the other room, coming back in moments later with a book.
"He shall rise and the slayer will fall. With her death the world will fall into darkness. For a hundred years darkness will rule. The Hellmouth will open and swallow the world whole."
"Well, it's just a little prophecy, nothing we haven't dealt with before." Buffy said and she could almost feel the glares from the others in the room. "What! It could be worse. It could be another Hell God. So, how do we kill him?" "You can't!" the demon told them and began to cackle.
"Right, that's what they said about Glory and she's of the nonliving." Buffy replied. "Come on, how many times have we heard that and how many times have we kicked ass?" the others began to nod and soon they set about looking for information about the demon.
"Uhh, what are we going to do about her?" Dawn asked, pointing to the demon.
"How about we kill her?" Cordy asked, venom dripping in her voice. Her heart was still breaking at the thought of losing Doyle.
"Now, let's not get too hasty." the demon began, she was almost free, just a few more seconds and she would be free. She finally got the knot undone and she pushed Dawn, and rushed for the door. Cordy punched her, sending her flying back, through the window. Angel went through the window and grabbed the demon, punching his hand through her chest and ripping the heart out. The demon began to dissolve and she laughed, getting her revenge.
"You will all die on Sunday." and the body was gone, nothing was left. Cordy smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, that Doyle's death had been avenged.