Despite his supernatural vampire hearing, Connor didn't hear Drusilla come up behind him until she was already bringing something large and heavy down on his head. Just before he passed out, he noticed a young looking man in an old fashioned suit studying his nails.
When he woke he was being dragged through the sewers. If there are truly Powers up there, he thought, they owed him. If ever it were possible for Caitlin to get a vision on demand, now would be the time. For the first time in his life, he tried to pray, but not knowing who or what to pray to, he failed. He knew it was childish, but he clung to the thought that if anyone could save him, it would be his father.
Grunting, Ant released his hold on the boy. "Drusilla, I am not going to haul him around the city. We're far enough. If you wish to change him, now is the opportune time."
She turned. "Rats can do more than hear."
"Right. Look, I have a conference call in an hour with some very important clients. Let's get on with this."
She sent him a dark look. "You can not rush these things." She walked over to him and held out her hand. "Come, rise. This is a very special occasion, little brother."
He stood, ignoring her hand. "I'm not your brother."
"Hush. I shall make you one of us, and you will be strong."
"I'm already strong." Connor said, slamming his fist into her jaw. She reeled back, landing against a wall. Funny, he thought. Since his memories had returned completely, he'd been dreading any more violence, but hitting the vampire had felt good. It felt right.
Anthony clucked his tongue disapprovingly. "Maybe." He drew a pistol from a holster inside his jacket. "But soon you'll just be dead."
Pain exploded behind Caitlin's eyes without any warning. She blinked rapidly, trying to figure out what had happened. It wasn't a vision – usually the pain from a vision came after it hit, and in the back of her head. Also, it was more of a bad ache. This was very different. Suddenly, something became very clear. She touched Angel's shoulder. "Turn the car around, now." She ordered.
"Did you have a vision?" Faith asked.
Angel was shaking his head. "No, Dru-"
"She has Connor!" Caitlin said, the pain making her short tempered. "I don't understand how I know, but she has him."
He didn't need to hear anymore. He spun the steering wheel, whipping the car around in a u-turn. "Where?"
"I'm sure he can handle her." Spike noted.
"No," Caitlin said. "There's – I don't know, but he's in trouble." She closed her eyes trying to make sense of the jumbled thoughts in her head. "Sewers. Ten blocks east of the hotel."
Illyria blinked. "This conveyence is too slow."
"Ant, my sweet, I can't change him if you kill him."
"Dru, I'm sorry, but I have orders from my superiors. He is to be terminated immediately, pursuant to the contract his father signed."
Drusilla glowered from beneath hooded eyes. "You would take away my fun because they told you to."
"I'm sorry, but if the boy can overpower you-"He grunted as Drusilla dove at him, knocking him into a puddle. She reared up and punched him.
Connor missed what she did next to him, distracted by Angel dropping into the sewer a few feet away, followed by Faith and Spike. Angel moved to Connor's side, scanning the tunnel for possible weapons and hidden enemies. "You alright?"
"Yeah. The guy – he has a gun."
"Not really a problem for me."
Spike pulled Drusilla off the other vampire. "Hello, lover. Let's chat."
When he woke he was being dragged through the sewers. If there are truly Powers up there, he thought, they owed him. If ever it were possible for Caitlin to get a vision on demand, now would be the time. For the first time in his life, he tried to pray, but not knowing who or what to pray to, he failed. He knew it was childish, but he clung to the thought that if anyone could save him, it would be his father.
Grunting, Ant released his hold on the boy. "Drusilla, I am not going to haul him around the city. We're far enough. If you wish to change him, now is the opportune time."
She turned. "Rats can do more than hear."
"Right. Look, I have a conference call in an hour with some very important clients. Let's get on with this."
She sent him a dark look. "You can not rush these things." She walked over to him and held out her hand. "Come, rise. This is a very special occasion, little brother."
He stood, ignoring her hand. "I'm not your brother."
"Hush. I shall make you one of us, and you will be strong."
"I'm already strong." Connor said, slamming his fist into her jaw. She reeled back, landing against a wall. Funny, he thought. Since his memories had returned completely, he'd been dreading any more violence, but hitting the vampire had felt good. It felt right.
Anthony clucked his tongue disapprovingly. "Maybe." He drew a pistol from a holster inside his jacket. "But soon you'll just be dead."
Pain exploded behind Caitlin's eyes without any warning. She blinked rapidly, trying to figure out what had happened. It wasn't a vision – usually the pain from a vision came after it hit, and in the back of her head. Also, it was more of a bad ache. This was very different. Suddenly, something became very clear. She touched Angel's shoulder. "Turn the car around, now." She ordered.
"Did you have a vision?" Faith asked.
Angel was shaking his head. "No, Dru-"
"She has Connor!" Caitlin said, the pain making her short tempered. "I don't understand how I know, but she has him."
He didn't need to hear anymore. He spun the steering wheel, whipping the car around in a u-turn. "Where?"
"I'm sure he can handle her." Spike noted.
"No," Caitlin said. "There's – I don't know, but he's in trouble." She closed her eyes trying to make sense of the jumbled thoughts in her head. "Sewers. Ten blocks east of the hotel."
Illyria blinked. "This conveyence is too slow."
"Ant, my sweet, I can't change him if you kill him."
"Dru, I'm sorry, but I have orders from my superiors. He is to be terminated immediately, pursuant to the contract his father signed."
Drusilla glowered from beneath hooded eyes. "You would take away my fun because they told you to."
"I'm sorry, but if the boy can overpower you-"He grunted as Drusilla dove at him, knocking him into a puddle. She reared up and punched him.
Connor missed what she did next to him, distracted by Angel dropping into the sewer a few feet away, followed by Faith and Spike. Angel moved to Connor's side, scanning the tunnel for possible weapons and hidden enemies. "You alright?"
"Yeah. The guy – he has a gun."
"Not really a problem for me."
Spike pulled Drusilla off the other vampire. "Hello, lover. Let's chat."