Yes it came quick because the last chapter actually came late and i had this one ready. to answer Beth, well you'll just have to wait and see won't you? well enjoy and buh bye!
LA, California – Hyperion Hotel – 2007
The clock ticked gently to show 3 AM. They had all been stuck on the story.
"Wait! You said you met another one of the Sacred Children for the second time in your life." Spike concluded after a long period of groaning and pacing and groaning again.
"Well they were only about 3 years old and she showed up in Pylea. Bowe that is, Bowe showed up in Pylea. She was little, and mischievous like you wouldn't believe. She wandered into my family's house and when my mom approached her, she blew a huge whole in the floor. The kid was mischievous, but at the same time she seemed to be scared of everything. I of course was the one picked to go get her next. But unlike my mom she didn't seem to be threatened by me. It seemed as though the kid could sense my fear of getting blown up like the floor." He leaned over and pulled up his left pant leg. On his shin a little symbol about the size of a quarter appeared. None of them had ever seen it before or at least not paid any attention to it. "When I picked her up mom told me to take her to the market and sell her for a good price. When I reached the market I put her on the ground and she immediately ran back and grabbed onto my leg. Now you could tell she had the mind of a three year old at the time because there was de finitely no super brain action when she sat down on my foot and rapped her legs and arms around my leg like a koala grasping onto a tree for a nap."
"I sat there for a few hours playing with her and yelling out that I was selling her, but whenever someone came up to look at her she curled her head into the space between my leg and her chest. And trust me that just don't appeal to the people of Pylea because they believe that someone is weak if they cower. Plus the kid couldn't lift a thing, she was smaller than the boxes the people were carrying." He laughed.
"That still doesn't explain how you got that." Angel said motioning toward the mark on his leg.
"I'm getting to that. Well, as I sat there and the kid started bawling. Like totally crying her eyes out. This caught the attention of a pair of brown-cloaked people. They looked up towards the crying then their eyes fell upon the kid and suddenly they were racing towards us. Their hood flew off and they were both humanoid demons with weird marking on their faces. They came towards us and the female one with dark brown hair and this red symbol that went across the bridge of her nose scooped her up off my leg and into her arms. But as she was pulling the little one off me her hands started glowing and my leg started to sting. Of course I didn't pay much attention to it then because I was more interested in the humongous blue portal that was rising up out of nowhere. They jumped in and it sealed again. And that was the last I saw of her for the next 4 years." He concluded with a smile on his face.
"Really?" Cordy said staring at Lorne totally enthused in the story.
Lorne nodded, then the main doors of the Hyperion swung open and a beat up Wesley walked in.
LA, California – St. James Cemetery – 2007
Andre walked away silently then as soon as he was around the other side of the funeral building of the cemetery he whispered softly, "Rilt! Rilt! Show yourself to me."
A black 15-year-old showed up his green face showing brightly against the dark skin it laid on. "What do you want Andre?" he asked annoyed that Andre was distracting him from the duty he was given.
"What did they do to her?" Andre said nicely.
A smirk lifted from Rilt's green lips or his brown lips because now he was changing back to his human face. "Why should I tell you?" he said evilly.
Andre moved toward him grabbing his neck. Pushing him up off the ground and against the wall he said in the same nice tone, "Because I asked."
"Okay, okay!" he squealed as he tried to pry Andre's hand off his neck. Andre rested him down on his feet again and Rilt said in a light tone, "Don't worry about her. The Prophecy Father just released some more of her power. She can take it." He disappeared again and added, "One way or another."
"Don't you disappear on me! I wasn't finished talking to you!" Andre commanded but all he heard in response was a disgusting evil laugh and the scatter of feet as he climbed up something on all fours.
LA, California – Hyperion Hotel – 2007 "Wes!" Cordy screamed as she ran over to the limp body that had just entered the Hyperion. "They told me you died! Then again, so did I." She said excitedly.
"Wes!" Angel said rushing over to his old friend and once enemy's side. "What happened?" he asked picking Wesley up and pulling him from the floor onto a couch.
Wes tried to speak but choked on his words as blood soaked his shirt and his cold body fell limp as he tried to hold on to the bit of life he had left.
"Spike, go grabbed a towel from the office!" Angel yelled placing his hands on Wes' stomach in an attempt to help him.
Spike raced into the office grabbed the first towel he saw and ran back out and over to Wesley. Handing the towel to Angel he looked from Angel to Wesley to Cordy. All of them were trying to help but Wesley just kept slipping away. Spike pushed Cordy out of the way and kneeled down on the floor near Wesley's head.
"You think you can come back and just die on us, chap?" Spike said to Wesley as his eyes started to close. Spike slapped him. "Well I'll tell you one thing. If you believe that, you have another thing coming." He said at the slowly fading Wesley. "Well mate, I don't know bout you but if I came into Angel's place alive after being dead 4 years I would be in pretty big shit if I just died." He said trying to keep Wes interested in the conversation as best he could.
Cordy and Angel clued in and Cordy went to the office and grabbed some long white bandage to wrap Wes in. As Angel and Cordy worked together to fix Wes up Spike kept with his conversation.
Wes started to slip again and Spike slapped him a second time. "Now, now! You can't just go off into your own world and do that! Because you know if you do I'll get upset and my moods might change like this!" Spike said as his face morphed into vamp form and back.
The transformation jolted Wesley's nerves and he started to feel his body stabilize again. He looked down at his stomach that seemed almost numb now. Angel and Cordy were wrapping him tightly in bandages as blood burst through. With a view of the blood suddenly Wesley could feel almost every blood cell in his body as they all rushed around. This feeling just gave him more awake and alive feeling. He breathed deeply then pushed everyone away.
Slowly he pulled himself up off the couch and in a confused voice he said, "What is happening to me?"
Cordy smiled lightly but didn't answer right away.