Auther:
Magnus.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story. X-men and the
concept of
mutants are Marval's. Btvs belongs to Jason. I own
nothing. Poor me.
"Damn
it! We've got to get her to Giles." Willow shouted. It was
no
fun being a ghost. Not one that was dressed like a hooker too.
She
couldn't touch anything, it was annoying as hell.
"Fine,
go out and see if you can spot anyone coming." Angel ordered
her
as he hauled Buffy over his shoulder. He'd finally lost patience
with
her and just knocked her out.
At least Cordelia seemed to have
calmed down. She was a bit cranky
at first, after being chased by
big foot. But she soon got over it
at seeing that Buffy was out of
it and Willow was see through.
A few seconds later Willow
returned, having walked through the
kitchen wall. "Jesus,
don't do that!" Angel told her with a shudder.
He never liked
ghosts.
She just shot him a dirty look before saying, "Coasts
clear. Now all
we need to do is get her to Giles. I'm sure he'll
know what's
happened. Then we can find Xander."
"Yeah, where is geek boy anyway?" The dark-haired girl asked.
Willow
just shook her head as they ran. "I don't know. He was
dressed
like a king I think. But then when everyone turned into
their
costumes he flew away!" She told them excitedly.
"What?
Like superman?" Both girls gave Angel an odd look. "Hey!
I
have a life outside of killing vampires. And in that time
sometimes
I like to read Marvel comics."
"Ok,
good for you. But no he didn't turn into superman. I don't
think.
I mean, he waved his hand and sent a car flying through the
air
too!" The scantily dressed ghost told them.
Before they
could go on with their conversation three little
monsters jumped
out and attacked. "Angel they're kids! Don't hurt
them too
bad."
"Right." The vampire cursed with a soul
grunted before connecting
his fist with one of the little
monsters' face sending it flying.
The other two attacked his legs,
sinking their sharp teeth into his
calves. "Gahhh!"
His
pain filled yell echoed throughout the night air. It took all
his
self-control not to break their little necks after that. But he
just
grabbed their heads and clunked them together, knocking
them
out.
"Are you alright?" Cor asked with a
grimace. He was bleeding badly
from his legs. "Come on, we've
got to get out of here before others
show up." He
answered.
They'd have to move quickly; any vampire worth his
salt could follow
the trail of blood Angel was leaving.
And
with Buffy starting to stir in his arms, they couldn't afford to
wait
for her to wake up. She'd only start whining again about how he
was
a brute and that Willow and Cordelia were women of
questionable
virtue.
