L.A.
Angel flew back and slammed hard into a wall after a tall, big horned, Sakula demon kicked him backwards. Spike growled and ran at the demon, jumping on its back. The demon roared loudly and moved his hand, gripping Spike and throwing him off. Spike flew and slammed hard into the wall that Angel was by. Angel standed up and grabbed the axe from the ground, running back at the Sakula. The Sakula grabbed the sword then lifted its leg, knocking it into the stomach of Angel. Angel fell to the floor gripping his stomach.
"That's it..." Spike growled as he stood. He ran at the demon and jumped on it's back again.
The demon roared again, trying to throw Spike off. Spike kept his hold then quickly placed one hand on the demon's forehead and the other on its chin. He twisted his hands, a crack echoing throughout the building. He rode the demon's back to the floor with a clank.
Angel stood up to see the demon dead on the floor.
"Let's go." Angel growled, holding the axe in his hand as he walked to the building door.
"Aw, gel head is all mad 'cause the Big Bad got the kill." Spike laughed.
"Shut it, Spike." Angel growled again, opening the building door and walking out.
Spike followd Angel to the door and exited. They walked towards the black viper car that Angel had, owned by Wolfram And Hart. Wolfram And Hart had used to be a demon law firm. Angel came to run it and helped people who needed help. He worked with his close friends, Wesley, Gunn, and Fred.
Angel walked to the driver side and opened the door. He threw the axe in the back seat than bent down, getting in the car. He got situated then shut the door, pulling the key from his pocket and placing it in the ignition slot. He tuened the key, the engine starting up. Spike walked to the passenger side and opened the door, he got in, then shut the door.
Angel slammed his foot on the pedal and the wheels spinned, smoke spinning off. The car launched forward at the street. Angel turned the steering wheel, getting on the road. Spike watched Angel drive like a maniac and shrugged. Angel sped toward the Wolfram And Hart Lawfirm, passing tall buildings. He pulled into the parking garage, placing his foot on the break. The car came to a complete stop and Angel pulled the key from the ignition and the engine turned off.
Spike opened the door on his side and stepped out of the car. He shut the door and walked in the direction of the parking garage elevator. Angel also stepped out, shut his door, and walked to the elevator. Spike hit a button and the elevator opened. He stepped inside the elevator along with Angel and the doors closed. He looked to a control panel that had emergency buttons, floor buttons, and a emergency phone. He hit the 5 button and the elevator began going up.
Both Spike and Angel kept quiet as the elevator moved up to the 5th floor. The elevator stopped and the 5th floor button lit up. The elevator doors opened and Angel and Spike stepped out. On the 5th floor there were tons of laywers walking around with their breif cases. There were patients that needed help and lawyers helping them.
Angel turned to his left and walked to his office. He walked past laywers and humans. Spike looked around.
"Home sweet home." Spike sighed, turning and walking behind Angel.
Angel stopped in front of 2 double doors. He then pushed them open and walked inside, entering his office.
His office was huge. It had furniture and a desk at the back of the room. Behind the desk there was a wall which occupied different weapons.
Angel spotted Wesley sitting at his desk, his glasses in his left hand and his right hand holding a book down. Wesley's eyes were in a book. Wesley was a handsome man. He had brown, wazy hair and green eyes. He was wearing a work suit with a blue tie.
"Wesley." Angel said, "is something up"
Wesley looked up from the book, staring at Angel with his green eyes.
"Oh, no, just reading a demon language book so I can help some people." Wesley replied.
Wesley was once a watcher for the council. He was Faith's and Buffy's watcher when Giles was fired off his duties. Faith went Rogue Slayer and he lost his duties as well. He had come to Los Angeles as a "Rogue Demon Hunter." And ended up helping Angel and Cordelia with Angel's Investigations.
"Alright." Angel said walking to his desk.
Spike stepped into Angel's office and leaned against a wall. Wesley stood up and places his glasses on his face and picked up his book, leaving Angel to his desk. Wesley sat down in a chair in front of Angel's desk and began his reading again. Angel sat down at his desk, rolling up a little as he began looking through files.
Spike took a cigarette from his duster pocket and placed it between his lips. He took his silver lighter from his pocket and flipped it open, lighting up the cigarette. He took a long drag and released the smoke from his nostrils. Angel smelt smoke and looked up to see Spike.
"What do you want, Spike?" Angel asked with a growl.
Spike shrugged one shoulder slightly, taking another drag off of his cigarette.
"Guys I got a case." A feminine voice said, walking into Angel's office.
The woman walked with her hips swaying gently and her high heel shoes hitting the grouns softly. She had curly, brown hair and it bounced as she walked. Her eyes were beautiful and her smile was soothing to everyone around.
"Fred." Wesley said, looking up to her.
Fred smiled and at Wesley and walked past his chair, placing a tan folder on Angel's desk. Angel took the folder and opened it, beginning to read.
"A group of Akram demons are attacking a demon bar and killing humans and all, the barkeep is upset and might want to press charges, so I think you oughta take them out." Fred suggested.
"Alright." Angel said, standing up.
Angel turned around and grabbed a sword off the weapon wall before turning again and throwing it to Spike. Spike caught the sword in his hand, the cigarette still hanging between his lips. Angel grabbed an axe from the wall and gripped it.
"Let's go, Spike."
