Love Across Worlds - Chappie 11: Spira
Disclaimer: I own Auron! (gets sued) Okay... I don't own him... I own Riku! (gets sued and attacked by fan girls) ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I OWN NOTHING! (sulks) Why can't you let me live in denial...
Glor: No one reads anymore... I need a better summary... Any ideas people who may still be reading? (crickets) (facefaults) Great... My audience is just crickets...
Clara yawned and read over the coordinates to Spira. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and tried to read it again. In the end, she fell asleep again before finishing.
"Clara!" Amaya exclaimed.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Clara answered as she looked around in confusion, "Huh?"
Amaya tapped her foot, "The coordinates?"
"Oh... Yeah..." she looked them over with more clarity, "Not far at all, an hour trip at most,"
"Good, now let's get going," Amaya said as she yawned, "I'm going to bed,"
Clara glared at Amaya's retreating figure then turned back to the controls, "Hmph... She gets to sleep... I don't get paid enough for this..." Clara muttered as she punched in the coordinates and decided to put the ship onto autopilot so she could get some sleep.
"I am sorry, Lord The First, but it seems that Garden has been locked and the keyblade wielders are heading for a new destination," Houji said as he looked at the report than added, "It seems that they are heading!?" a voice screamed through the catacombs of the barren Hellmouth.
"I am sorry, Lord The First, but it seems that Garden has been locked and the keyblade wielders are heading for a new destination," Houji said as he looked at the report than added, "It seems that they are heading for Spira, my lord,"
The First narrowed it's now green eyes and looked towards the half-man, half-guado, "What are you planning, Seymour?" it asked in an even tone.
"I haven't the faintest clue of what you're insinuating," Seymour answered calmly.
"Of course you do! Tell me what you're planning!?" The First yelled as the petite blonde-haired woman began to lose her temper.
Seymour smiled, "Don't worry, the keyblade wielders won't survive the trial I have in store for them..."
The gummi ship landed on an island of flowers floating in the middle of a beautiful landscape containing waterfalls, pillars, and a moon in a beautiful multicolored sky. Soon the gummi ship opened and Leiko stepped out with a grimace.
"Flowers, again? Ugh..." Leiko groused but soon saw the colorful sky and stared in awe.
"Wow! Beautiful!" Kairi exclaimed as she ran past her sister to the edge of the island of flowers, "Sora! Come out and see this! It's wonderful!"
Sora came out of the gummi ship followed by Amaya, Cloud and Riku as Sora ran to Kairi and looked over the edge, "Amazing!" he exclaimed as he leaned forward a bit too much and began to lose his balance, "Whoa!"
Kairi grabbed Sora in attempt to stop Sora from falling but was pulled down with him. Amaya and the others had noticed too late as Sora and Kairi fell out of sight into the unknown mists of this new world.
"Kairi! Sora!" Amaya exclaimed as she ran towards the spot where Sora and Kairi had fallen but a hand on her shoulder stopped her halfway through her sprint.
"Amaya, calm down," Riku stated.
"Calm down? How can I? My sister just fell off an island floating midair! And if I'm not mistaken, wasn't it your best friend who fell too!? Why aren't you worried?" Amaya asked as a portal opened behind her and a pair of hands came out to grab her.
"Amaya!" Riku exclaimed as he tried to stop the person pulling Amaya in only to be pulled in as well.
The portal closed leaving Leiko and Cloud baffled, "What the hell...?" Leiko spoke up just before to more portals opened sending Leiko in one portal and Cloud in another.
Clara yawned as she picked up her head of the control panel of the gummi ship. Having just woken from her nap that she had taken from the beginning of the journey to Spira since she had turned on autopilot, Clara soon stood up and walked to the doorway of the exit of the gummi ship.
"Where is everyone?" she asked aloud then shrugged as she turned back into the ship to finish her nap, "They'll be fine; they're the ones with the weapons,"
Clara soon dropped onto the couch and fell into a peaceful sleep.
"Do you think they're okay?" a female voice said, waking Sora from is fall induced slumber.
"I think so... Hey! He's waking up!" the blonde male said as he saw Sora open his eyes.
Sora moaned then sat up abruptly and looked around, "Kairi!" he shouted but fell back down because of his slight head injury.
The young woman ran over to Sora, "You shouldn't sit up like that... Here, this'll help..." she said as she cast a Full-Cure spell on him.
Sora blinked and the pain was suddenly gone. He looked up to see a young woman with one blue and one green eye, her short light brown hair was layered out with some hair in a wrap with beads accented with a feather on the bottom.
"Who are you?" Sora asked as he sat up on the bed he was lying on.
"I'm Yuna, and this guy behind me is Tidus," Yuna answered as she moved away from Sora a little bit to reveal Kairi lying on another bed, "She hasn't woken up yet but I'm guessing her name is Kairi?"
Sora nodded as he made his way to Kairi and sat on the edge of bed, moving a piece of Kairi's hair out of her face, "Kairi? Wake up, please, wake up..." he begged as he lightly caressed he face and her eyes fluttered open.
"Sora...?" Kairi asked hesitantly and he nodded, "Sora!" Kairi exclaimed happily, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "You're okay!"
"Yeah... But I have no idea where everyone else is..." Sora answered as he reluctantly pulled out of Kairi's embrace.
"Excuse me for listening to your conversation, but you're looking for your friends? Maybe we can help," Yuna said causing Sora and Kairi to face her.
"Really?" Sora and Kairi exclaimed in unison.
"Mm-hm! My cousins own an airship and I'm sure they'll let us use to search Spira for your friends!" Yuna said excitedly as she threw on arm up in the air then turned to Tidus, "Another mission for the Gullwings!"
Tidus smiled at the ex-summoner, "I'll call Rikku and the others on the commsphere," Tidus said as he left the hut.
"Riku...? We have a friend named Riku..." Sora said aloud.
"Really? Is she an Al Bhed?" Yuna asked curiously.
Kairi shook her head, "Uh... No, but she's a he..." Kairi explained.
"Hm, really, how does he spell it? R-I-K-K-U?"
"Actually, the same but only one K,"
Tidus poked his head in at the entrance of the hut, "Hey, Yuna, the airship is ready and Rikku's waiting for you. I think she's still a little wound up about you staying in Besaid without telling her..." he said as Yuna grinned shyly.
"Heheh... I guess I'll have to apologize, and then tell her she's the maid of honor for our wedding!" Yuna exclaimed happily.
Tidus grinned at his wife to be as the four left the hut and headed for the Celsius on Besaid beach.
Riku tried to sit up but there was something heavy on his chest. He tried to open his eyes, only to feel a blinding pain in his head, 'Ow... What happened and what's that weight on my chest...' Riku thought as he opened his and noticed a body laying on him, that he soon recognized as Amaya.
Riku blushed as he felt the warmth created from Amaya's chest pressing into his. A moan escaped her lips, which made Riku all the more embarrassed. Amaya lifted her head from its resting place at Riku's neck to his ear.
"Riku...?" Amaya murmured into his ear, "What happened...?"
Riku turned away from her so she wouldn't see the pink tinge on his face, "Amaya, could you please get off me... It's uncomfortable..." he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear.
"Oh!" Amaya exclaimed in surprise as she jumped of him, noticing the compromising position they were in, her body was aligned with his and she was straddling him.
Riku sat up, while still not looking her way, "Yeah, oh..." he mumbled as the blush on his face began to fade.
Amaya bowed her head down, "Gomen nasai, Riku..." she apologized then she noticed they're strange surroundings, "Where are we...?"
They were on a platform that has only two ways off it. One way was to walk down the bridge into the mysterious corridors ahead and the other was to jump into the endless abyss below which was filled strange little ball off light floating around. Above them, there were thick wires that seemed to have snapped of something huge and powerful that was no longer there.
Riku regained his composure and pulled himself up from the cold metal floor then helped Amaya to her feet, "I don't know, but it doesn't look like a good place to be. Let's get out of here,"
Amaya nodded, "Yeah... I just have a bad feeling about this place. Like something horrible happened here..." she said with a frown as the pair headed for the doorway, which led to a maze of corridors.
Once they stepped through the doorway, a chill ran down Amaya's spine, stopping her in her track. She turned around to see the balls of light, known as pyreflies, form into a man. He had long blue hair, two tattoo-like markings on his chest, which you could see with the open blue robe he wore. However, seeing his rather large hands, one could tell her was not completely human.
"Riku..." Amaya gasped, which caused Riku ton turn to see the man approaching Amaya.
Riku glared at the strange man who had appeared out of nowhere. He didn't trust him and took out his Keyblade. When the man reached Amaya, she couldn't move away and he bent down on one knee and kissed her hand. Her eyes widened in shock as did Riku, whose grip angrily tightened on his Keyblade.
"My apologies for having frightening you," the man said as he stood up once again as Amaya final snatched away her hand, "I am Seymour Guado, once the great leader of the guado,"
"Once...?" Amaya questioned curiously.
"Yes, I am not of the living realm any longer," Seymour answered as Amaya looked at him in shock, "I was once an unsent wandering the plains of Spira to become the successor of Sin but my plans were foiled by High Summoner Yuna who sent me to the Farplane. But alas, the Farplane has become unstable and I could return here without any resistance."
Amaya stood completely still as he continued to speak, "I walk with the living once again to reap my revenge against all of Spira, but I've been told I need the power of the three purest souls of all worlds. And one of them happens to be you Miss Amaya," he said with a smile.
Riku stepped up in front of Amaya, pushing her backward and readied his Keyblade for a fight, "You'll have to get through me first," Riku threatened as Amaya stumbled behind him.
Seymour's grin did not disappear, "You misunderstand, I do not wish to fight you. I will come for Miss Amaya all in good time but one of the other purest souls has no protector. She shall be the one I seek first," he answered as the pyreflies he was made up of began to disperse, "Farewell, until we meet again, Miss Amaya,"
Seymour was gone and Amaya soon collapsed down to the ground behind Riku. He kneeled down to her, "Are you okay?" he asked her as she took in a few deep breaths.
She gulped and nodded, "It's just... I didn't know the souls of the dead can still wander like that after they die... What if... What if my parents when they died are wandering aimlessly and never find peace?" she said as silent tears ran down her face.
Riku's heart wrenched at the sight of her crying. He lifted his hand hesitantly to her face and wiped away her tears, "Don't cry... I'm sure they found peace... I think that Seymour's desire for revenge is what keeps on this plane of existence..." he said softly to sooth her.
Amaya smiled sadly, wiping away the remaining, "You're right, Riku... I'm sure they're at peace now..." she said as she and Riku got up then she kissed him on the cheek, "Arigatou, Riku-kun..."
Riku watched as Amaya walked away down the dark corridors. He touched his cheek for a second, 'What was that...?' he asked himself as his heart pounded rapidly in his chest.
A strange group of haggard people made they're way into the City of Angels. (Glor: Or the city of ANGEL! Ghost Girl: (shakes head)) That was just sad. It looked as if they had crawled of a crater and walked across the semi-desert land of California.
The odd group consisted of two women, one young and one in her mid-forties, a dark skinned man with a machine gun as an arm, a red wolf like creature with a young girl sleeping on his back, and a man who was quite normal compared to most of the others.
They walked through the streets normally bustling city. There were no places that were opened and the town was rather desolate, except for one bar. Its sign read 'Caritas III', which made one wonder what happened to the other two Caritases.
"Finally, something that's opened!" Barret exclaimed as he ran into the bar and ran right a green demon with small red horns whose suit that consisted of a bright colored suit jacket and matching pants and equally as bright shirt under the open jacket, "Eh..."
"Sorry, honey buns, but were closed, indefinitely," the demon said.
"What!? You mean you just kickin' us out!?" Barret complained loudly.
The demon thought for a moment then looked at the exhausted and dirty group, "Oh what the hey! I'll stay open, but on one condition," he added.
"And what's that?" Barret asked.
"One of you has to sing a little ditty for me up on stage," he answered pointing to the stage, "No offense, but preferable someone who can sing well. This vamp friend of mine came in tonight singing his rendition of 'Mandy' and let's just say he needs to lay off the Barry Manilow,"
Barret nodded, "Eh, sure..." he answered then turned to the others, "Can any of you sing on key?"
They exchanged looks and Amara spoke up, "I'm pretty sure I can..." she answered.
"All right, cinnamon buns, lets see what you can do," he said as he sat down with a Sea Breeze in hand, as the rest of the group pulled up a chair.
Amara searched through the selection of songs and they looked to demon, "May I sing a song that's not in this selection?" she asked.
"Of course, sweetums, but it'll have to be a cappella,"
Amara began to hum a tune that she knew very well, "Kaze ga yoseta kotoba ni Oyoida kokoro Kumo ga hakobu ashita ni Hazunda koe Tsuki ga yureru kagami ni Furueta kokoro Hoshi ga nagare koboreta Yawarakai namida Suteki da ne Futari te wo tori aruketa nara Ikitai yo Kimi no machi ie ude no naka Sono mune Karada azuke Yoi ni magire Yumemiru..."
Once the first couple of verses finished the demon clapped as he got up, "Wonderful! That was just beautiful!" he said, "And by the way they call me the Host around here but my friends call me Lorne,"
Amara smiled as Lorne continued, "That was quite the read I got from you, strudel. Never thought I'd see another seer after Cordy passed," Lorne said, "But then again after one seer is gone, another one usually turns up, almost like a Slayer but hey those slayers all around the world now, right?"
"A slayer... Are they the protectors of this place...?" she asked as she stepped down from the stage.
"Well... Not L.A. per say... But that's only because this is Angel's domain and THE slayer, Buffy, wants to avoid him... Actually, I'm not even sure if survived they last battle. When you guys came in, I was packin' my bags and gettin' ready to skedaddle. L.A. is becoming to unsavory for my taste," he answered, "But I digress... I think you should hold onto something, and fast,"
"Huh...?" Amara said bewildered as a head splitting vision hit her. She screamed as she held on the chair Lorne had been sitting in.
Glor: Ooh! If you watched Angel and didn't see the season finale and don't want be spoiled... Um, the vision is like spoiling everything! (cries) Much unneeded death! (stops crying) Well, yeah, and if you did see that last episode, and don't want to relieve that horrid experience... (shrugs) I don't know what to tell you.
Ghost Girl: (rolls eyes) Back to your not so regularly scheduled fanfic.
Barret and Cait Sith hurried over to Amara and steadied her. Amara's head was filled with gore and bloodshed. She saw, first a flash of four men, two vampires, a British man and a dark skinned man, and also with them was the Host, all gathered in a office that was in a building called Wolfram and Hart. If you were in the room, you could tell they were planning something, together, but to anyone from the outside looking in it looked like the dark haired vampire was going to kill all of his companions in the room.
The second flash showed them splitting up to do their separate tasks but they had two more persons with them. One was a petite woman with strange blue hair, some patches of blue skin, and piercing icy blue eyes. The other was a lawyer with tamed brown hair to the base of his neck and beautiful blues eyes.
Lorne had refused to go along with the plans and he left to do his one final task he would do, which was told to him to do by the dark haired vampire in secret. They were all to meet in an alley near a place that they all knew of. Lorne had added that he'd do this one thing for group but don't expect to find him in the alley or to ever see him again. The British man had left earlier to trick a demon called Vail so he could kill him, which was his part in the plan.
Another flash showed the lawyer with Lorne backing him up as the lawyer used a sword and killed the demons with needle like structures coming out of their faces in a red room. After a while, the lawyer begins to have a hard time and the Host hits a high note with his voice, causing the rest of the demons to drop dead. Soon, Amara could see them begin to talk but couldn't hear anything.
The lawyer washed his hands at a sink in the room, as Lorne looks at all the bloodied bodies on the ground with disgust. They talk and quip about the demons they had just slayed. While drying his hands the lawyer seems to have said something funny to him and Lorne looks like he doesn't trust him.
After a few more words, the Host sighs. Amara can hear their voices, like someone turned off the mutter button on the TV, "Come on," the lawyer says then smiles, "I could sing for you,"
Lorne's face is still serious, "I've heard you sing," he says then takes out a gun with a silencer and shoots the lawyer twice in the chest.
He stumbles back, looking at his wounds, then at his shooter, "Why-why did you..." he stuttered.
"One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be."
Lindsey points at Lorne hysterically, "You kill me?" he asks incredulously then he collapses to the floor, "A flunky?! I'm not just... Angel...kills me. You don't... Angel..."
His rapid breathing ends as his body goes limp. Lorne sighs, looks down, "Good night, folks," he says, drops the gun on the floor as he walks out leaving Lindsey's body to rot.
The scene changes again and it's as if the voice has been muted. Now Amara sees a mansion where the British man's act of becoming friends with the red demon with an I.V. connected and betraying the dark haired vampire, Angel. Eventually, the British man gets the chance and flings the red demon sorcerer, Cyvus Vail, across the dining room with a fireball. Vail slides the wall and the man walk up to him slowly.
Suddenly, like a button has been pushed, Amara can hear the man, Wesley, speak to Vail of the Circle of the Black Thorn, which Vail and the other demons that Angel's gang were killing were part of. The Circle of the Black Thorn was a powerful group that was just pure evil and was clients of the even more evil, Wolfram and Hart, a demon law firm.
"Your influence on this world is over. The rest of the Circle will wither and die..." he says as he forms another fireball in his palm, "Like you're about to."
The scene flashes again and Amara sees the strange blue woman walking away from a car that the roof has clearly been smashed in and the hood is smoking. The demons inside the car are dead and there is blood splattered on the ground outside the car.
Another flash, she sees the dark skinned man blending in with the people in a Senator's office. Soon he is engaged in fights with almost all the people, who were actually vampires, in the room and the main target, the blonde female senator who was actually hell spawn in disguise, kept talking on the phone unfazed. The dark skinned man, whose name was Gunn, quickly finished off the vampires and he threw his axe, which landed in the middle of the senator's forehead, cutting off her phone conversation, permanently.
Suddenly, Amara could hear what was going one long enough to hear Gunn quip to the vampires after killing the hell spawn, "Looks like you boys are gonna need to find a new candidate," he said as the vampires encircled him, growling, "And you wonder why folks don't vote."
The scene switches to a room that has a baby that is cooing in his crib. The blonde vampire approaches him, disguised in a hooded robe of the Fell Brethren, a part of the Circle of the Black Thorn.
"Hello, Junior. The name's Spike," Spike says as he picks up the baby, "And lucky for you, I'm on a strict diet."
Spike turns to leave with the baby in his arms and he is face to face with three of the Fell Brethren who are standing in the doorway, "Place the holy vessel back in the bassinet," the leader of the three Fell said.
Spike looks at the baby, then looks back at the Fell with a sigh, "Right," he says, shrugging off the robe and fights off the Fell Brethren's attack while still holding the baby.
Amara now sees Angel, in the offices of Wolfram and Hart. He is face to face with his liaison to the Senior Powers of Wolfram and Hart, Hamilton, who was told by Angel's traitorous secretary, Harmony, that he would be there.
Harmony left the scene while Hamilton and Angel began to talk and fight. Angel soon tells Hamilton that he had knew Harmony would betray him and he was planning to fight him. Angel also tells him that he had poisoned the Head of the Circle of the Black Thorn at an earlier meeting and that he was dead now just as he had planned.
The two continued to fight and soon Hamilton gained the upper hand. While Angel was writhing in pain on the floor, Hamilton grabbed a stake from the secretary's desk. He walked over to Angel and kneeled to pick him up by the lapel. As he readies to plunge the stake into Angel's heart, someone punches him in the face, which sends him flying across the room through a glass wall, shattering it to bits.
"Care about that, dress-for-less?" the teen says as he offers Angel his hand to get him to his feet.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Angel asks his son, a little angrily.
"Come on. You drop by for a cup of coffee, and the world's not ending? Please."
The teen and Angel team up to fight Hamilton. They fight, punching and kicking, until Hamilton head-butts Angel's son, "What is with you people?" he asks rhetorically as he throws the teen into the elevator doors, where he collapses to the floor.
"Connor!" Angel exclaims, as he tries to go to Connor, but Hamilton blocks his path.
Angel tries to fight Hamilton again but is thrown across the room once again. He lands hard on concrete steps as Hamilton straightens his tie, walking toward Angel, "Let me say this as clearly as I can. You cannot beat me. I am a part of them. The Wolf, Ram, and Hart. Their strength flows through my veins. My blood is filled with their ancient power."
Angel gets to his feet as he smirks, "Can you pick out the one word there you probably shouldn't have said?" he said smugly. Angel vamps out as he attacks Hamilton, biting him in the jugular. Angel drinks from him, holding tightly as Hamilton struggles to get free. He finally pulls Angel's head away from his neck then he throws him across the room again, but this time Angel manages to rotate in the air and land on his feet.
"Wow," Angel says as he wipes his lip, "You really are full of it," he adds as Hamilton swings at him, but Angel dodges, "What was that you were saying about ancient power?"
Hamilton throws another punch at Angel, but he holds his arm and punches him in the ribs. Hamilton swings at him with his free arm, hitting Angel in the face. Angel then retaliates by punching Hamilton in the face.
Hamilton grabs Angel by throat again and holding him in the air, "You don't really think you're gonna win this, do you? You don't stand a chance. We are legion. We are forever," he says.
Angel breaks free from Hamilton's strangle grip and punches him repeatedly in the ribs and stomach. He stumbles backwards, and Angel kicks him in the ankles, sweeping his leg out from under him, bringing Hamilton to the floor. Hamilton struggles to get up.
Once Hamilton gets to his knees Angel punches him in the face, "Then I guess forever..." he says then punches Hamilton in the face repeatedly, "just got a hell of a lot shorter."
Soon, Angel punches Hamilton so hard that it snaps his neck. Hamilton falls to the ground with his final grunt. Angel sighs as he stands over the corpse while Connor gets to his feet.
"Is he dead?" Connor asks, looking at the body.
"Yeah, he's dead."
The building starts to shake and rumble as if there was an earthquake. The windows are cracking and the building is coming apart at the seams, "Uh, that's not good, is it?" Connor asks as the building falls apart around them.
"Wolfram and Hart. Looks like they're taking the gloves off," Angel muses.
"What do we do?"
"You go home."
"Huh?"
"This is my fight."
"That's some serious macho-" Connor's sentence was cut off by some of the building debris falling on him, "Aah!"
The concrete support beam falls from the ceiling onto the lobby floor, "Go home...now," Angel tells his son.
"They'll destroy you."
"As long as you're okay, they can't," he answers as the building rumbles as more concrete ceiling joists fall, crushing the balcony, "Go."
Connor looks at his father before running down the hallway to leave. Angel looks around as the building crumbles before his eyes. The scene switches back to Wesley's predicament with Vail. Wesley is grunting quietly in pain as Vail's magic is holding him in midair. Vail is circling Wesley like a vulture, scoffing, "Did you really think you had a shot at this? I can bend the very fabric of reality to my will. Your parlor tricks could never kill me, boy," he tells Wesley in front of him laughing.
"Then I'll just... Have to do this... The old-fashioned way," Wesley strains as he takes out a switchblade knife. He pops the blade out and tries to stab Vail futilely.
Vail stops Wesley from stabbing him easily, "Yes... I suppose we will," he says as he summons a large knife from the wall to him and thrusts it into Wesley's stomach.
He gasps as Vail turns the knife. Wesley conjures one larger fireball in his palm, and it explodes. The force sending Vail across the room into a wall, knocking him out temporarily, which also released him from Vail's magic grip. He falls, but somehow manages to land on his feet. He stumbles and when he is about to fall, the blue haired woman, Illyria, rushes into the room and catches him in her arms. She kneels down beside him on the floor.
"Wesley," she says as she inspects his stab wound, "This wound is mortal."
Wesley lays a hand on his wound, "Aren't we all?" he says as he looks at her then smiles, "It was good... That you came."
"I killed all mine and I was..." she trails off.
"Concerned?" Wesley questioned.
"I think so. But I can't help. You'll be dead within moments," she states sadly.
"I know."
"Would you like me to lie to you now?" Illyria asks.
He looks at Illyria weakly, "Yes," he rasps as he closes his eyes in a slowly and painfully, "Thank you. Yes," he adds and when he opens his eyes he sees Illyria in her body's true form, which is her without all the blue, a human named Fred. Her hand stroking his cheek, "Hello there."
Illyria tries to smile through her tears as she plays the part of Wesley's lover, the woman whose body she inhabits because she had killed the true owner, Winifred 'Fred' Burkle, "Oh, Wesley. My Wesley."
"Fred," he whispers, "I've missed you."
She kisses his lips gently two times, then sniffles before she kisses his forehead, "It's gonna be okay. It won't hurt much longer, and then you'll be where I am," she says crying, "We'll be together."
"I-I love you," he admits as his last words.
She still smiles through her tears, "I love you. My love. Oh, my love," she says as Wesley stares at her motionless and lifeless in her arms. Illyria lets him go, gently placing his head on the floor. Fred's countenance blinks slowly and she sighs through her gritted teeth before rising to her feet. Vail has regained consciousness and has returned on his feet, standing behind her.
Vail approached Illyria who still where's the visage of Fred, "How very touching his meaningless death was, but this fight was never for mortals," he says to the one immortal Illyria with a groan as she turns to face him angrily, "Oh," he says with a chuckle, "Take your best shot, little girl."
Illyria swings an immensely strong punch at Vail's head as she transforms her shape from Fred to the blue-tinged Illyria in mid-swing. The result of the punch caused Vail's head to be crushed in by the force of the punch.
The scene switches one last time on Amara to the alley Team Angel said they'd meet at, which is behind the Hyperion Hotel that Angel once owned before all the death and becoming CEO of Wolfram and Hart L.A. branch. Angel runs down the alley in the pouring rain, carrying his sword. When he gets to the end off the alley which is ended with a chain-link fence, he searches for his comrades, but doesn't see anyone as of yet. The sky thunders above him and the rain continues a heavy downpour.
"Boo," a voice says as he shows himself by walking out of the shadows to reveal that it's Spike.
"Anyone else?" Angel asks.
"Not so far. You feel the heat?"
"It's coming," Angel states grimly.
"Finally got ourselves a decent brawl."
Soon Gunn comes running down the street toward Angel and Spike with his homemade battle-axe, "Damn! How did I know the fang boys would pull through?" he says as his steps become weaker, "You're lucky we're on the same side, dogs, 'cause I was on fire tonight," he then added weakly, "My game was tight," Gunn almost collapses, but Angel and Spike catch him and help him onto a crate so he can sit down.
Spike looks at Gunn's wounds, "You're supposed to wear the red stuff on the inside, Charlie boy," he states.
Gunn looks down at his wounds that Spike pointed out, "Any word on Wes?" he asks.
Illyria suddenly jumps down from the chain-link fence to stand behind Angel, "Wesley's dead," she says rather bluntly and gets a range of different reactions from the guys; Angel looks heartbroken; Gunn starts to cry; Spike hangs his head, "I'm feeling grief for him," she says a crowd clamors in the background, "I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence," she adds with a tilt of her head.
The noise of a crowd is getting closer to the group, "Well, wishes just happen to be horses today," Spike says as hears the crowd approaching.
"Among other things," Angel added as he looks upon the approaching crowd, which is made up of hundreds, if not thousands, of demons of all sorts, shapes and sizes. There's even a huge winged dragon flying angrily towards them overhead.
"Okay. You take the thirty-thousand on the left..." Gunn jokes.
"You're fading. You'll last ten minutes at best," Illyria states as she looked over his wounds.
Gunn stands, "Then let's make 'em memorable."
Angel steps forward and Spike, Gunn and Illyria follow his lead. Spike stand off to Angel's right, Gunn stood a step behind Angel on the right and Illyria on the left. They stare at the horde of demons as they approach Team Angel.
"In terms of a plan?" Spike asks Angel, glancing towards him.
"We fight," Angel answered simply.
"Bit more specific."
Angel steps forward toward the mass of demons, "Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon," he says as the demon horde charges at them to attack, "Let's go to work," he says as his last words and swings his sword.
The flashes were quick, Amara felt as if she was there. She felt the pain and sorrow. Every scene after, wreaked of death and got worse and worse. The Angel team all fell one by one, staring with Charles Gunn who lasted two minutes longer then Illyria had predicted. When he fell, Illyria went into a blind rage. She fought hard and eventually died taking as many demons with her as possible. The last of the original Angel Investigations team to fall was Angel himself. He slayed the dragon but not before it slayed him. Soon all that was left was Spike, surrounded by the corpses of all the kills he and the other had made, two corpses and a pile of vampire dust. Spike left the scene, never to be seen from in L.A. again.
Amara took in a huge gasp and panted as she took in all of the tragic sights she had just witnessed and felt. She felt the pain of their deaths and Spike misery when he came out as the only one still standing.
Glor: (cries)
Ghost Girl: (sweatdrop) She just couldn't kill Spike...
Glor: (makes a weird high pitched sob)
Ghost Girl: Eh... She can't talk but that sound was her way of saying: "Killing Spike would be like killing Riku!" Heheh...
Glor: (cries, sobs, squeak, blink, blink, blink)
Ghost Girl: (deciphers) Uh... She says: "Plus I have another thing for Spike... Europe! You Angel and Buffy fans know who's in Europe, specifically Rome, Italy." And don't worry you people who have never watched Angel or Buffy, it won't be around much longer.
Glor: (regains her voice, rasps) K-kikyou bitch!
Ghost Girl: (uber-sweatdrop) That's her way of saying Sengoku Jidai is the next world but not until after the situation in Spira is resolved.
Glor: (dream sigh, raspy) Gippel!
Ghost Girl: Okay... Enough of her and her going gaga over every bishounen there is...
Glor: (drool) Bishounen...
Ghost Girl: (shakes head in disappointment) Review.
Glor: Bye-e! (drools over bishounen)
P.S: All the scenes from Angel ('cept the last paragraph of the vision, 'cause I just made up what happened because the episode fades out after Angel's "Let's get to work". Pfft, 'Not Fade Away' my ass...) came from the transcript on buffyworld(.)com, which has every Buffy and Angel episode transcript, although the earlier ones aren't so great... And hope you liked the little fluff scene, but I swear I have no clue where it came from! It just poofed in like a big fluffy cloud or something... I dunno, but is it just me or is there getting more and more angst? I think it's gonna get more angst-y still... Well the way I'm planning it, it is.