Getting over the past
Chapter 4: Angel........ homicide victim?
As night fell, Willow knew she was lost. Angel had fallen asleep, or collapsed form an overload of fear that Willow would kill him. Willow pulled into a police station to ask for help.
"Hello, I need some help finding how to get to Sunnydale,"Willow said.
"Ok young lady,"said the officer in a deep southern accent. Out of all the cops that could be there, Willow had to get this one. He started to give her directions, but was cut off my someone yelling their was a dead body in her car. "Do you have anything to say?"
"Um...... I get a phone call right?"Willow asked.
"Where is Alex? She's been gone for hours,"Dawn complained, when she heard the phone right. "Hello?............ Sure...."she went over and handed the phone to Giles.
"What?.................. Ok, so... you're telling me that they found Angel's body in the back seat, he was 'sleeping' and they think you killed him?...... Look, I'll be over there, where are you?.......... How did you end up in Nevada?! I'll be there soon."Giles sighed as he hung up the phone. "I have to go, I should be back soon." With that, he left.
"Life just isn't going our way is it?"Buffy asked.
"Does it ever go your way?"Spike asked her. He was sitting down next to her.
She frowned,"it should.... at least once."
Alex ran through the door,"this isn't cool!!!!!!!!!"she cried.
"What's wrong?"Buffy asked. Most of the people who where there had gone to sleep and were not happy as Alex woke them up.
Alex panted from what was clearly fear,"d-demons are out there........... lots of them........."
Spike picked her up,"did you get what you needed?"he asked. She didn't answer. "Did you get what you needed?!"
"N-no....... I couldn't............"Alex cried.
Dawn looked outside,"there's so many of them........"
Spike looked at Buffy,"Buffy..... we're going to need you to fight....."
Buffy sighed a little,"I know..... let's do it........."
"I'm board!"David complained. "Why couldn't I go with that army you sent after them?"he whinnied.
"Because, they will all die,"Michaela stated simple, painting her nails.
"Why are you doing that?"David asked.
Michaela smiled,"what's wrong?"she said, getting up and walking over to him. She lightly touched his cheek with her nails. "Got a problem with a lady painting her nails?"
David winced in pain as she touched him, he felt his skin just burn as well. "Wh-what is that stuff?"he asked.
"It's a poison, even when it is dry it will have the same effects,"she said, going back to painting.
David then smiled,"So, you don't want me to die then? That's why you didn't let me go?"he asked.
She turned and glared at him,"I wanted you to suffer for longer. You can't if you die, again."
David backed up a little, wishing to just run. "What are you planning on doing with me?"
Michaela grinned,"oh, you will see. Though, for now....."she walked over to him and through the rest of the nail paint she was using on him, causing a scream on his part. "I do hope you do understand. I only want to have fun, and besides, I'm not hurting anyone....... at least not that I care about."she smiled,"I mean, if you don't have friends, life is tough..." Two shadows appeared behind her.