Disclaimer: I do not own any of Bram Stoker, Oscar Wilde, or "Angel" characters sadly enough. I only own Sair the character and any other original names mentioned and if anyone steals the names or characters…I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN!!!…so be nice and don't steal kay?

Ch.23

Spike painfully opened his eyes. Was he dead? He looked and saw a battle raging around him. Angel had just tackled Mina, protecting Fred and Wesley from her, Gunn was making his way around the woman vampire, trying to get somewhere, and Sair was viciously fighting Dorian.

No, he wasn't dead, just in a great deal of pain.

His chest burned as if it were on fire and sparks of misery shot through his entire body. Spike could barely lift his head up it hurt so much, he shut his eyes in pain.

'Dorian must've missed my heart by a centimeter or two,' Spike thought, 'He did to me what he did to Sair before. But why didn't he kill me?'

Dorian dodged another slash dealt by Sair and parried her sword with his own. He stepped forward and slashed at her left side, which she easily avoided and readied for another attack.

"You really think you can beat me?" Dorian taunted as they circled each other, "You couldn't before, you won't in the present, just face the facts."

"That was then," the young vampire said as she gripped her sword, "This is now."

She leapt for Dorian with a downward slash that was met with the immortal's sword, then rolled to the right, successfully cutting him across his right cheek with an upward slash. Sair jumped away before Dorian had a chance to stab her with his own sword and watched as the wound on his face healed before her eyes.

Dorian rubbed his cheek that had just healed, "Hey, that itched."

Sair said nothing before she darted forward and resumed the battle.

Meanwhile, Angel was having a tough time himself, trying to keep Mina at bay. The woman vampire was fighting fiercely as if her life depended on it. Angel slashed at her many times, but all were unsuccessful as the other vampire was more agile, landing blows faster than he could react.

While Angel was getting beaten up, Mina would try and use the spare moments she got to try and attack Fred and Wesley, who were rapidly trying to perform the chant, but so far were unsuccessful in completing it.

Just as Mina punched Angel in the head, knocking him a good distance away and sending his broad sword clattering to the ground, she jumped towards Fred and Wesley. Gunn jumped into her path, but was knocked away like a useless rag doll by the woman vampire. Mina ran and snatched the scroll with the incantation on it away from Fred's hands. Jumping away ten yards, safely out of reach.

"Angel!" Fred yelled to the vampire that just barely got to his feet, this fight was draining him, "The scroll!"

"I'll get it!" Gunn said as he readied his axe, back on his feet, but Angel stopped him.

"No," the vampire ordered, "You get Spike, he's still alive."

The lawyer nodded and went rushing off into the direction of the badly wounded, blond vampire as Angel vamped out, a surge of strength rushing to him.

"I'll take care of this," he said, looking at the hissing Mina and withdrawing a wooden stake from his sleeve.

He leapt forward, as did Mina, and the furious bout started up again.

"Spike!"

Leave me alone…I'm tired.

"Spike!"

Shut up.

"Spike! Wake up!"

The blond vampire opened his eyes wearily to see Gunn looking at him with intense concern.

"Gunn?" Spike asked, but pain seared through his body, cutting off all other possibilities of speech.

"I'm gonna get you out of here," Gunn said as he raised his axe and made it come down upon the chain holding Spike's right arm.

The vampire fell limply a bit when his arm was freed, and the lawyer cut the chains about his feet.

"Where's….Sair?" Spike weakly asked, screwing his eyes shut from the unearthly pain.

"Taking care of Dorian," Gunn answered as cut the last chain, holding the vampire's left arm.

"What?" Spike said. Sair was fighting Dorian?

"C'mon," Gunn said as he took the vampire's right arm over his shoulder and practically dragged him aside from the battle, but with great difficulty.

"No…Sair," Spike protested with all of his remaining strength, what little he had left. He had feeling that something bad was going to happen, and he didn't want to guess what it was.

Sair jumped forward, sword aimed for Dorian's chest, but was tripped by the immortal's sudden side-step. She somersaulted in mid fall, rolled away safely to the right, and got to her feet, sword held at ready.

"You know, this is just getting boring," Dorian said, "Perhaps we should schedule this for another time? Maybe when you're not so uninteresting a fighter?"

"Oh really?" Sair said as she jumped high in the air, did a half twist and landed behind Dorian.

He barely had a chance to react, before she sliced his head off cleanly from his shoulders.

Mina had just landed another blow across Angel's cheek and kicked him in the chest, sending him skidding back a few feet. This was just getting more and more difficult by the minute.

Angel dodged another kick aimed for his head and took the open opportunity to snatch the scroll away from her left hand.

Turning quickly, he yelled, "Fred! Wes!"

He threw the scroll right before Mina tackled him from behind, bringing them both down to the ground.

The ancient piece of paper flew through the air and fell into the awaiting hand on Wesley. He immediately unrolled it and started up the incantation again.

Meanwhile, Angel was having a rough time with Mina. She had disarmed him of his stake, turned him onto his back, and was now pummeling him with a barrage of punches to his face. Finally, she retrieved his stake from the side and raised it high above her head in her right hand. Angel was feeling too much pain to stop her.

All of a sudden, someone pulled her off of him and threw her across the room with amazing strength. Angel watched as Mina went flying into an opposite wall and crashed down.

He quickly got to his feet, "Wes! Fred! Get working on that incantation!"

He then turned to whoever had just thrown Mina off, "Thanks….Sair?"

The young vampire smiled at him.

"But how…?" he asked.

"Dorian's dead," Sair told him.

"Sair!" the two heard and turned in the direction of Gunn aiding Spike in walking over to them.

"Sair!" Spike repeated as he limped over and embraced her.

"Spike, I'm fine," the young vampire told said as she supported him, "I'm so glad you're alright. I thought Dorian killed you…"

"I'm okay, I'm just happy to see that you're okay."

Their moment of happiness was broken by a terribly familiar voice, "Well, not for long."

The two vampires looked towards the place where the body of Dorian did lie, only now it was standing, grotesquely picking up the cleanly severed head and settling it upon the neck of the body. Sair, Spike, and everyone else could only watch in disgusted astonishment at the whole thing.

Dorian's hands carefully put his head into place, aligning the broken pieces of spine carefully, and they all watched as the bloodied cut between the two severed pieces seemed to melt away and left unscarred skin in its' wake. Dorian's face seemed to animate suddenly as if it came to life, and he smirked at the whole group as he retrieved his sword from the floor.

"You know, for a moment there, you really had me," the immortal said with a grin, "You really made me think, I swear, a third of my life flashed before my eyes. But then I really thought about it and remembered….oh yeah, I'm an immortal!! Does that mean anything to you?! It means I cannot die! How in the blue flames of hell did you ever think that you killed me?"

Angel reacted first, "Fred! Wes! Start up that incantation! Now!"

"No!" Sair sternly ordered as she broke away from her embrace with Spike, "Dorian's mine."

"Sair, no. you will not-" Sipke started but was cut off by the younger vampire.

"You can't order me around anymore Spike. So don't try."

The blond vampire was helplessly silent as he leaned on Gunn's shoulder for lack of strength and watched as Sair walked up, sword at her side.

Dorian smiled at her, "Want another go then? Is that it?"

"Let's end this," Sair told him, "Here and now."

"My pleasure," the immortal said, still unmoving.

There was an eerie silence about them. Everyone held their eyes on the two fighters, all stuck with the suspense.

Dorian made the first move.

Author's note: Heeheheheeeheeeheehehehehehehehehehehe!!!!!! I love this one!! I actually tried in this one. Don't ya just love the beheading of Mr. Dorian? YET HE STILL PREVAILS!!!!! Okay, I'm gonna work hard on the next chappy, but seriously, lemme know what you people think!!!!!! Thank you!!