Act Two
Scene starts in an doctors office at the reception desk. A blonde woman is
on the phone. A tapping is heard at the counter. The woman looks up.
Receptionist:
Um...Bradley hold on a sec ok...yes, do you have an appointment?
Illyria is seen giving the woman a confused look.
Receptionist:
Im gonna take that as a no. Sorry ma'am but only people with appointments
can see Doctor Jennings today.
Illyria punches through the glass divider seperating her from the
receptionist. She then pulls the receptionist towards her.
Receptionist:
Hey! What the hell do you think you are doing?!
Illyria:
You will help me or be destroyed. Now where is the doctor?
Receptionist:
Third door on the right.
Illyria lets the woman go and picks back up Gunn and walks away.
Scene cuts to Doctor Jennings drinking some coffee in his office. He puts
down the cup and hears footsteps. His door is kicked off its hinges.
Illyria walks in, Gunn still in tow. The doctor looks on in fear.
Doctor Jennings:
Wha...what...how...who...
Illyria:
Silence.
The doctor immeadiately stops stuttering. Illyria puts Gunn down on his
desk. The doctor looks confused.
Illyria:
Fix him.
Scene cuts to Willow and Tara. They are in the kitchen, as dozens of police
are passing by and taping up and blocking off certain parts of the house.
Willow is sitting, still in shock. Tara is sitting next to her, a look of
worry on her face.
Tara:
You loved her...right?
Willow looked up at Tara, and hesitantly nodded.
Tara:
Im sorry...
Willow looked back down.
Willow:
It had been a year. I had to move on...I didnt want to..but then I met her
and-
Willow stopped as more tears came.
Tara looked at her, and hugged her.
Tara:
Its ok...let it out.
Willow buried her head in Tara's shoulder. She began to cry.
Scene cuts to Angel. He is walking down the stairs of the Hyperion and sees
Connor cleaning the floors. He is taken aback and clears his throat. Connor
looks up and smiles.
Connor:
Hey Dad.
Angel:
Connor...what are you doing?
Connor looks at him and then looks down and then looks back up.
Connor:
Oh...well Nina told me to clean the table.
Angel:
So thats why you're cleaning the floor?
Connor:
Well I felt I had to after I cleaned the curtains.
Angel:
You cleaned the curtains?
Connor:
Yeah.
Angel looks at Connor with a weirded out expression.
Connor:
Its very soothing. What do you do when you wanna let out some of your
agression?
Angel:
I hit things.
Connor:
Oh...right. Thats good too. Hey have you seen Spike?
Scene cuts to Spike. Hes on a stage in a bar. Hes got a beer in his right
hand, and a microphone in his left. Hes sitting on a stool, and a spotlight
is on him.
Spike:
...Blonde haired girl...
the one that lives in my dreams
And one day...
together in reality.
A tumultous sound of applause is heard.
Cut to Black
Hey its me again.
Give me some feedback on how things are progressing so far. Also im always up for suggestions.
Note: When i wrote spikes poem at the end, i tried my hardest to make it as bad as possible, so i hope you enjoyed it.
THB