Ch.22

Disclaimer: People kept whining that I never had one of these so I finally got one. I don't own Angel or any of its' characters except for Sair cause she's my original character. And I do not own Dorian or Mina or any of Bram Stoker or Oscar Wilde's characters either…..I know, pretty sad eh?

Author's note: Hey again! New updates! Finally, some new action, I promise you….BLOOD WILL BE SHED! Okay…..never mind that I'm slightly psychotic. Anywho, to all of my reviewers! I THANK YOU!!!

Imzadi-Yes, Lindsey and Dorian going "Fear our sexiness!!!" would be wonderful to see wouldn't it?

Krisian- Thanks for the funny stories thus far!! Very inspirational as to Dorian singing and such! J

(oh and by the by, I haven't updated in a bit cause I had to move and couldn't get my computer up and running for awhile…Thanks for your patience!)

It was well after dusk that the whole crew reached the place Dorian was keeping Spike hostage. They approached the big building cautiously, and Angel stopped them from going any further.

"Everyone know the plan?" he asked.

Everyone nodded.

"Good," he said as he turned in the direction of the grand door before them, "Let's go then."

Spike woke up from his slumber. During the daylight hours, he had drifted into an odd type of slumber, going in and out. It was automatic in him.

He shook his head from the grogginess that sleep had given him after he woke up and looked around. Still in the same room, nope, wasn't a dream. The vampire tried his restraints once more and again found that he could not break them.

"Why do you try in vain so much?" he heard Dorian say as the immortal rounded the staircase on his right, "It never does you any good in the end."

Spike just stared at him.

"Well, not much of a morning person are we?" the immortal taunted with a grin as he walked closer, adjusting little things on his gray suit as he went and withdrawing a gold pen from his coat pocket, "Well, early dusk really."

"The others will come for me," Spike told him, "Sair will come for me."

"Oh I have no doubt about that," Dorian replied easily as he uncapped the pen and drew a cross on the vampire's arm, "I'm actually counting on it."

"What?" Spike said before the pain seared into his skin, smoking and sizzling, he yelled in pain as the immortal drew a cross on his right cheek, forehead, neck, and inner elbow as well.

Gray just smirked at his hostage vampire in pain as he looked above to the top of the grand staircase that met up at the top, "Mina?"

Ignoring the pain as much as he could, Spike craned his neck up as far as he could and saw a beautiful young woman up at the landing. She wore a black leather ensemble that completely covered her save for her hands, neck, and head. Her red hair spilled out in curly and astray tresses over her shoulders and back.

"Mina," Dorian called calmly again as he put away his pen.

The woman replied by hissing and showing her fangs, before taking a giant leap off of the stairs and landing a few feet away from Spike.

"She's a vampire," the blond haired vampire said, still in pain.

"Yes, exactly," Dorian said as he went over to Mina and brushed away a few errant locks of hair away from her shoulders, "I'm going to need to make it as genuine as possible a fight to the death."

"What?" Spike said in surprise. What did he mean, as genuine as possible?

Dorian just smirked at him as he unsheathed his sword from his cane, "Now, if I'm right in what I've been sensing for the past half hour is correct, your friends should arrive right about…now."

And with that, the entrance doors were violently thrown open by two all too familiar and snarling vampires.

"Sair!" Spike yelled, "Angel!"

Dorian turned around, "Well, well, well, what a surprise. You must forgive the mess, I didn't expect company."

"Just shut up Dorian," Angel seethed, fangs bared.

Fred, Wesley, and Gunn followed into the building with axes and guns ready.

"Well, it seems we have some rude guests," Dorian said to Mina, who was currently hissing at the forceful newcomers, "Isn't this nice?"

"Dorian, you won't live to see tomorrow," Sair told him, her voice dripping with malice and anger, her right hand gripping a katana tightly.

"You know, I highly doubt that," the immortal sarcastically said as he twirled his sword idly, "But I would like to see you try nevertheless."

And with that, he stabbed his sword through the left side of Spike's chest.

"NO!" Sair yelled as she unsheathed her katana and charged.

Dorian ripped his sword out of the blond vampire's chest and readied for an attack.

"Mina! Go!" he ordered as he jumped back, avoiding a slash from Sair's weapon and parrying.

"Everyone! Go!" Angel yelled, "Fred! Wes! Get working! Gunn! Get Spike!"

Thus the battle began.

Authors note: Okay, I know you guys are probably real pissed at me for making it so short compared to my other chapters, but I promise you, IT WAS ALL FOR THE BEST!! And also, I couldn't type for awhile cause I had to move and my computer was out of service…..wah. Anywho, thanks to all the people who waited patiently….only to be pissed off now! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Anywho, (which is my favorite word today) there will be a very good chapter coming up for you I promise! Thanks again!