Title: CONSEQUENCES
Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own them (regrettably so). Buffy and Angel belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, UPN, and Mutant Enemy etc. Rurouni Kenshin (RK as it's known among anime fans) belongs to Watsuki Nubuhiro, Sony pictures etc.
Rating: M (for now)
Spoilers: up till "Damage" in Angel. Also, Anya didn't die at the end of "Chosen" in Buffy.
Ch#11: Confession
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Night time
Exterior, Near Moscow
Willow clutched her red, fur-lined, long coat around her tightly as she tried to keep out the cold. She was surveying the Russian hotspots for the Council along with a few other witches. The recent extinguishing of the hotspots was a topic which had filled the wiccan community with unease. Of course there were some who felt quite excited with the possibility of a dark power. Fortunately most of these were rotting in Council custody.
Willow smiled thinking that last thought. A gust of cold air turned her smile into a grimace as she tried to clutch her coat tighter still. She sighed & then, realizing that the wind was going to keep on blowing, tried to forget about it & concentrate on her task. Letting the magic flow through her, she centered her thoughts on finding any void in the natural system of that area. Energy filled her being & flowed out of her to reach her surroundings.
She could detect nothing out of the usual except… a sort of dullness in the atmosphere. There was none of the energy that she'd come to associate with nature… maybe there was something worth investigating after all. She crouched on the ground & pulled off her gloves. Placing her hands on the ground, palms up, she allowed herself to become a part of nature. Different images filled her mind as she saw the everyday life of the forest, life that very few people even bothered looking at. The sheer beauty of nature amazed her. Suddenly the image of a dark shadow came to her. She saw it suck the life out of everything it touched. The spark, that glow of nature that never failed to amaze her, was swallowed by the shadow. She wanted to scream at it but knew that it was only a memory of nature. Suddenly the shadow looked directly at her & a wave of darkness came at her. Startled she lifted her hands from the ground to protect herself. Two things happened very quickly. One, as soon as she broke her contact from the ground, the vision & the darkness ended. Two, She sensed someone's eyes on her.
Glancing up, she saw a woman looking at her. She had the look of an eastern European. She was fair, almost pale with Black hair having shades of violet or purple in them. She was dressed in black pants, a white shirt that, Willow could guess, was of the finest silk & a dark blue long coat. The coat had a hood attached to it which covered her head partially.
Willow (rising to her feet): Hello. Who're you?
Woman: That's quite some power you have. I mean, communing with nature, becoming part of it. (Laughs slightly) Very Impressive.
Willow (feeling unease): Who are you?
Woman: can't you guess? Didn't you like my work?
Willow (horrified): That was you?
The woman smiled & performed a mock curtsy.
Willow: But…why? You're human aren't you? Why act like a monster?
Woman (laughing): would you listen to yourself? Where have you been? Don't you know that there is no greater monster in nature than homo-sapien? As to why….simple, Power!
Willow (getting annoyed): Listen lady, I don't care who you are. Whether you want power or not? I will not allow you to destroy nature like this.
Woman (smiling): ooh…what are you going to do? Whine me to death? Or are you going to get all vein-y on me?
Willow (taken aback): How do you know that?
Woman: Oh I know a lot of things….Willow. How you've evolved from a nobody to something slightly better. How you couldn't handle your grief & tried to end the world. How you saved the world by releasing the power of filth, the slayer… now that can't be forgiven.
Willow: Slayers… why?
Woman (raising her voice): Why? You unleash that filth and yet ask why?
Suddenly she raised her hand, fingers pointing towards Willow and sent a blast of lightning at her. The blast sent Willow flying back twenty feet.
Willow (getting to her feet): Ok, you shouldn't have done that.
Willow let loose a blast of green energy at the Woman. The Woman merely raised her hand and absorbed Willow's blast.
Woman: Is that it? Weren't you a goddess now? Or maybe that was just a kid getting impressed by a showgirl. Don't worry… I'll show you real power.
She raises her hand again & fires another blast of lightning at Willow. This time, though Willow was ready & countered the blast by one of her own. Willow followed it up with another blast of green energy. This one connected & sent her to the ground.
Willow (Communing Telepathically): Ariel, Imran, Nicholas get her now. I need help.
Woman (getting back up): Calling for help already? I haven't even started yet.
Willow: Ok…I get that you don't like Slayers. But why? What have they done to you? And what exactly can you accomplish by getting rid of me? Shouldn't you be taking it up with the Slayers directly?
Woman: Oh they'll get their due. Some have already been given their dues. But you were responsible for this in the first place. You and that Slayer bitch. We thought you people hated what the council stood for, what it did. But oh no… you even surpassed the council. You will pay for betrayal.
During this she sent several more bolts of Lightning at Willow, most of which Willow managed to evade.
Willow (fending off another blast & firing one of her own): what betrayal? I'm sure we've never met before. Who are you?
Woman: Yumi. (Knocks Willow down with an immensely strong blast of energy) Now… prepare to die. Muro!
A blazing blast of white hot energy erupted from her hands. Willow was about to get toasted when three cold blasts of light blue energy intercepted Yumi's blast.
Yumi looked at where the blasts had come from & saw three figures running towards her and Willow. One of the figures, a man, sent a wave of red energy at her.
Yumi: bachao!
A purple shield surrounded her as the blast ricocheted off it.
Yumi (to Willow): Looks like you'll live today… (in a dismissing tone) later!
With that a glimmering, violet colored portal opened beneath her feet & swallowed her, closing afterwards.
Man (getting near Willow): Who was that?
Willow: Trouble. We gotta get in touch with Giles. I'll fill you guys in on the way home. Nicholas, ask the Moscow coven about a Wicca named Yumi. Any information they may have regarding her would be great. Also warn them about her. I think she is behind the extinguishing of these hotspots.
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Interior, Hyperion Daytime
Spike took a swig from a cigarette as he watched Conner shift in his chair on the TV monitor. He had placed Conner back in the basement and secured the sewer exits so that Conner couldn't escape. There was no denying Spike found the lad interesting. He'd rarely seen such anger in a person. It reminded Spike of his own self in a way. The anger he'd felt when Buffy had rejected him over and over, when Dru had rejected him, when the First Evil had made him its bitch…… yeah Spike could guess how Conner felt. What Spike couldn't understand was the reason behind Conner's killing spree. If he'd been hunting Angel, Spike would've understood (though how he could've done that in spite of the memory wipe would've been hard to explain), but what was his bone with the Slayers.
A noise by the door of the office brought the chain of his thought. He looked up to see Riana standing by the door.
Spike: You want something?
Riana: I don't understand. Why do vampires work alongside humans?
Spike (smirking): Easy to see you're young. Didn't anyone explain to you the love life of your mother-slayer?
Riana: you mean Buffy? Yeah I got the cliff notes version.
Spike: Then?
Riana: I mean, don't you feel your hunger? I can't come anywhere near vampires without feeling the urge to fight.
Spike: You mean how I can control the urge to hunt, to destroy, to cause mayhem? It comes with practice. Having a soul can be quite an eye opener. You tend to look closely at a lot of things people usually take for granted.
Riana: According to my watcher, you gained your soul recently. How did you control yourself before that? Besides, a soul itself is nothing. Take a look at that maniac we have in the basement. He probably has a soul, though I find it hard to believe.
Spike: Yeah? Thing is you don't appreciate something until you've lost it. As to why I helped before getting me soul back, (gives a wry grin) I had nothing better to do. I'd been de-fanged & neutered by a bunch of military cowboys. I couldn't do any of the things I loved to do…except shagging that is.
Riana: And then you fell in love?
Spike: Yeah. Bloody lot of good it did me. (Takes a drag of his cigarette) What about you? How'd you get caught up in this?
Riana: You mean the Slayer business? I belong to a Watcher family. My father was stationed in London. Life was normal until one day I heard that my father had been blown up in an explosion. Then some months later, I'm taking a karate lesson & I kick this guy. I still can't explain the shock I felt when I saw him fly about eight feet in the air.
Spike (grinning): must've been a hoot.
Riana: Yeah…. Hoot. (After a pause) Why do you think he's after me?
Spike: Dunno pet. That's what we're gonna find out.
Riana (staring at the monitor): I don't understand why he would do such a thing? Look at him. He's barely a couple of years older than me. Besides I don't even know him.
Spike: Why do you kill vampires?
Riana: Because of my calling.
Spike: Do you know the demons you kill?
Riana: no. Where's this going?
Spike (Staring at the monitor): He's doing it for the same reason you are, because he believes in something. That's what we have to find out, his reason.
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Wolfram & Hart
Angel is reading something but it is clear his mind is elsewhere. He has a frown on his face.
Lilah (grinning): c'mon champ. Don't feel too bad about it. At least you don't have to hide anything from your friends anymore.
Angel (without looking up): When I need your opinion, I'll be sure NOT to ask.
Lilah: By the way, I must say the senior partners are very impressed by the job you guy's have been doing.
Angel (still reading): you mean nothing?
Lilah: Oh no… it's most impressive how you people have fit in. It almost looks as if you were meant for this.
Angel (quietly): Lilah… how would you like to take a bath in boiling oil?
Lilah: no thanks. I find I'm more of a molten lava girl.
There is a knock on the door, followed by Wesley & Cordelia's entrance.
Angel (looking at them expectantly): yeah?
Wes: We received a call from the Watcher's Council.
Cordelia: You wouldn't believe their audacity.
Wes: Yes… (Off Angel's look) they're sending someone here to question us.
Angel: What?
Cordelia: yeah. I think they left their minds with the rest of Sunnydale. The nerve of them, thinking they can dictate us.
Angel: Who're they sending?
Wes: Somebody named Anya along with some other people. And they're arriving in an hour.
Lilah (laughing softly): Wow… won't wanna be in your shoes champ. I mean, how are you gonna explain that the one who's been nipping the little slayers in the bud is none other than your hell-spawn?
Cordy: Shut up!
Wes: Although she does have a point. They'll want to take Conner.
Cordy: Like we'd let them.
Angel (deadpan): Well we'll just have to make sure we do it on our terms.
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Dark Room, Unknown Place
Voice: Have you woken Rava'er yet?
Shishio (looking into Space): Not yet. Yumi's powerful, yes. But even she can't bring you forth without some help.
Voice: What about my servants?
Shishio (scornfully): They're useless.
Voice: you forget your place.
Shishio: Forgive me my Lord. But they don't have the power to do what you ask. Yumi can do it but she has other things to worry about.
Voice (thundering): Then what are you doing?
Shishio (teeth grinding): I will complete my promise. The Slayers will be annihilated. It's getting done as I speak. But one phenomenally powerful witch is not going to pull the rest of it off alone.
Voice: What do you want?
Shishio: Servants… and my power, all of it.
Voice: Very well…. You shall have the help of the darkest beings on this planet….my servants…The Circle of the Black Thorn.
Shishio: and my powers?
Voice: Why?
Shishio: Because I will not be a pawn. You may have brought me back, but I will serve on my terms. I will destroy all who stand in my path… but there are others like me…others who can stop any being you pit against them….except me.
Voice: Very well.
The room fills with the presence of a dark red mist. Suddenly two red eyes appear on the mist. Dark Red energy from the mist strikes Shishio and he convulses in agony. Finally it stops & Shishio remains crouched, smoke rising from his bandaged body.
Voice (coming from the mist): Lord Shishio.
Shishio: Yes my master?
Voice: Rise & fulfill your destiny (beat, then in a thundering tone) and find the boy!
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Angel's office, Wolfram & Hart
Angel and the rest of the team are waiting for the Watcher's Council team. There is a buzz from the intercom.
Harmony: Chief, your guests are here.
Angel: Send them in…. and don't call me chief.
The Door opens and Anya walks through, followed by Dawn, Fukou & Lindsey. Angel's expression darkens as he looks at the last member of the party.
Lilah: Lindsey?
Lindsey: Lilah. Still around I see.
Angel (to Lindsey): What the fuck are you doing here?
Lindsey looks at Anya expectantly. For a moment Anya looks as if she doesn't know what to do, then…
Anya: Hi. Anya Jenkins, Senior Advisor & watcher form the Watcher's Council. (Motions towards Dawn & Fukou) These are Dawn Summers & Fukou Karisawa, Watcher in training & psychic respectively. (Motions towards Lindsey) and this is Special Operative of the Watcher's Council, Lindsey McDonald.
There is a stunned silence as everyone digests this last bit.
Wesley: They've stooped to associating with known murderers and killers? I thought they were pure goodness now.
Angel (to Anya): Ms. Jenkins, do you know who this man really is? (Off Anya's confused look) He used to work here at Wolfram and Hart. In fact, he was in-charge of Special projects division, the man responsible for countless innocent deaths and for being a particular nuisance to me.
Dawn: you used to work here?
Lindsey: Yeah. But I changed my ways. Can't say that for you now Angel, can we?
Anya: Why didn't you tell us this?
Lindsey: Mr. Giles knows who I am. You can take it up with him. Besides, I don't think we came here to discuss my past. Rather his present (points at Angel).
Cordelia: What! Giles knows of this. How can the Council think us as corrupt when they're hiring someone like him?
Anya (regaining her composure): We'll leave it up to Buffy to deal with him. If he's clean, he'll be fine. Otherwise, he's history. (to Angel) What do you know about the killings?
Angel: We found about them in the newspapers. It seemed that only young women were being targeted, so I asked my associates Mr. Wyndham-Pryce & Mr. Gunn to check it out.
Anya: and?
Angel: There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary as far as murders were concerned, except that they had all been murdered using a knife or some sharp object. Then Cordelia had a vision.
Dawn: Cordy has visions now?
Cordelia: yeah, for five years now.
Angel: She saw Slayers fighting…
Cordy: Getting massacred is the term.
Angel: Anyways, We got a name from her visions, the Hitokiri. We pulled some strings and Gunn was able to get us the bodies of three recently murdered girls. All of them were slayers. After that we contacted you and got ourselves a list of all the slayers active in and around LA.
Gunn: Me and Wes checked the locations but most of them were out. Near the end of our little survey we found a slayer fighting for her life.
Wes: We managed to save her and brought her here so that she can be looked after.
Fukou: who was the attacker?
Wes: A young man, in late teens or early twenties, wielding a sword. He managed to hurt Ms. Gilchrist pretty badly.
Anya: did you catch him?
Wes: no. he escaped.
Dawn: Where is the Slayer?
Angel & the gang look at each other.
Angel: She's someplace safe.
Lindsey: then why don't you take us to her?
Angel: Look she wants to stay with us so we can protect her & catch her attacker.
Lindsey: Well, I'm sure that Ms. Jenkins will agree with me that she be returned to us. We know what's best for her.
Fukou: he's hiding something.
Anya: what?
Fukou (looking at Angel): he's hiding something. I can feel it.
Dawn: you mean they've been lying to us?
Fukou: No… that much was true. But there's something more. (To Angel) what are you hiding?
Anya (staring at Angel): Or whom?
Fred: Look you guys, Angel's not hiding anything. (looks at Angel) It's just….we're respecting somebody's wishes.
Anya: Who?
Fred remains silent.
Anya (sternly): Tell me who are you hiding from us? Look innocent girls are dying. You have to tell us… or else we'll find it on our own. (Beat) Fukou.
Fukou takes a couple of steps towards Fred, when Wesley steps in her path.
Wes (quietly): Stop.
Lindsey: stay out of this book guy… (to Fred) what is he hiding?
Angel: Spike.
Lindsey / Anya / Dawn: what?
Angel: Spike. He's back, been back for a while.
Dawn (whispering): Spike?
Anya: How can this be?
Unknown to everyone, Lindsey grinds his teeth realizing Angel's stolen his trump card.
Angel: He… he's interested in learning about this slayer. He's with her now.
Anya: and you let him? He's a vampire.
Cordelia (catching on to Angel's plan): He's got a soul.
Anya: should've known. He's like this around all the slayers; Buffy, Faith… and now this one.
Dawn: Hello? How did he come back? More importantly…when?
Lorne: He returned a couple of months ago. He came out of that amulet Angel gave you guys.
Anya: what? How'd you get it back, through the mail?
Angel: actually yeah.
Anya: alright… you're taking us to see him. Now!
Cordelia: Now is not a good time. It's daylight. Angel will be a crisp outside.
Wes: Wait till dark.
Angel (glancing at his team): Yeah…meet us here at midnight. We'll take you to him.
Anya: why midnight?
Angel: because we'll all be working till then. You want to see him, come at midnight.
Lindsey: we'll be here.
Angel: good. Now if will excuse us…we've got work to do. (Pushes a button) Harmony.
Harmony (via the intercom): yeah chief?
Angel: see our guests outside the building.
Anya, Fukou & Lindsey stare at Angel a moment, then turn to leave.
Dawn (turning to leave): Angel.
Angel: yeah?
Dawn (smiling faintly): it was nice to see you.
Angel: yeah, you too.
The others wait while Lindsey, Anya, Fukou & Dawn leave the room. Then, after a moment.
Lorne: that went well.
Angel: yeah. Ok… change of plans. Fred, call Spike and let him know we'll be dropping by in an hour. Rest of you, wrap up your work.
Cordelia: What about Conner's interrogation?
Angel: we're doing it in an hour.
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Interior, Unknown place
There is a young boy, of about 15-16 years of age, sitting in a room, happily humming a tune & polishing a katana. There is a knock on the door and Yumi walks in.
Yumi: Soujiro darling, Lord Shishio has a task for you.
Soujiro (sounding excited): really? Cool.
Yumi (smiling faintly): Lord Shishio desires that you track down Conner. He's been missing for too long now.
Soujiro: I thought Mr. Manners was responsible for him.
Yumi: He is. But even he doesn't know where he is. However he suggests that you try the vampire Angel.
Soujiro: Ok. Tell Mr. Soujiro thanks for me. It's been an awful while since he gave me any job to do.
Yumi: Don't worry Sou… Lord Shishio was saying it only this morning that soon he'll move in for the kill.
Soujiro (wistfully): I just hope he'll include me in it. The others seem to think I'm too young for this stuff. Well everyone except Conner.
Yumi: He should know. The others are afraid of your power Sou; don't sweat about it.
Soujiro (smiling): Thanks Yumi. I won't. Tell Lord Shishio that Conner will be with us soon.
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The Lobby, Hyperion
Cordy: Angel, you didn't have to be so defensive against the Council.
Angel (sighing): I know. But I can't let them find out about Conner. I hate it… but his involvement in this mess means I can't challenge the Council, at least not now anyways.
He and Cordy walk out of his office towards where Conner is chained to a wall in the lobby. The rest of the gang is gathered around Conner, watching Spike who is injecting something in Conner's arm.
Angel: What's that? I thought we decided to make him drunk.
Spike: It would've taken too long. Besides I doubt he'd wanna get drunk knowing what we want.
Gunn: what'd you give him?
Spike: some stuff Fred gave me. It's supposed to make him relax… lower his defenses. (To Fred) Ain't that right pet?
Fred: yeah. Basically it dampens his nervous system blurring the edges between dream & reality.
While the others were talking, Spike crouched down in front of Conner and stared in his eyes. Conner glared defiantly in Spike's eyes, but then he felt his eyelids grow heavy. Frowning and trying to keep himself awake, he shook his head & glared at Spike, only to find that Spike had vamped and was glaring at him with great intensity. Conner felt Spike's eyes burning with ember flames and felt himself drowning…
Spike: Be in me…
Putting his hand on top of Conner's head, he placed two fingers in front of Conner's eyes, forcing him to sway with the movement of Spike's fingers. Conner felt himself losing the battle as he tried to shake off the feeling of sleep. He heard Spike whisper something but tried harder and harder to resist. Finally he felt Spike's voice fading and his consciousness returning. Suddenly he felt as if someone had thrown cold water at him. He looked up to see his dad Peter smiling at him.
Conner: Dad?
Peter: You shouldn't study too hard. You fell asleep at your desk…again.
Conner looked about himself and realized he was in his room. Frowning to himself, he looked up.
Conner: Sorry about that. (Frowning) I guess I was tired.
Peter: you look troubled son. Anyway I can help?
Conner: No… there was something at school the other day. It's ok now.
Peter: well anyways… go to sleep. (turning to go) You know whatever it is that's got you troubled, you should write about it.
Conner: Write about it?
Peter: yeah. Jot it down on a piece of paper or your diary. It helps. An especially good way to vent frustration is to write as if you're in a confessional. It helps soothe the mind. Well…good night son.
Conner: Good night dad.
After Peter left the room, he changed his clothes & went to lie down in his bed. He lay there frowning then got up, took a piece of paper and a pen from his desk & began writing.
My life is so weird... 4 months ago I was just a normal kid (well…mostly), living life like I was supposed to, having no particular ambitions, just a vague idea of what a successful life could be & how I wanted it. Then it all changed. A man named Holland Manners approached me. He was a nice fellow, very calm, considerate. He gave my life a new purpose. He taught me the truth. Showed me what I could be. He told me that I was special, that I could make a difference. I've always wondered if there was a reason why I was so strong, why I always excelled at everything I did.
Anyways…Holland told me bout the slayers, how there used to be only one which fought against the demons (he convinced me of their existence) & was a symbol of goodness. He also told me how that symbol of goodness & righteousness turned corrupt. How the Slayer's helpers (I think he called them Watchers) grew corrupt & ignored their duties. According to Manners they were supposed to bridge the gap between demons & humans. He also told me of how the reawakening of a slayer distorted the balance. Finally he showed me the greatest sin of the Slayer (and the Watchers), how they unloaded their responsibility on innocent girls tainting them with power, filling their minds with illusions of grandeur, how their power makes them think they're above the law.
At first I didn't believe him…but then he showed me a group of these new slayers torture a demon's family for fun; and what demons? They were half human. I saw them take pleasure in the kill on the pretense of gaining information.
Manners told me what I had to do, how I had to become just as hard (maybe more) to save innocents (humans and demons alike) from these slayers. He took me to meet Shishio. He was another reminder of the cruelty of the watcher's council. His body had been burned by the Council long ago. He told me that there were others like me. He told me of my heritage.
According to Shishio:
"long ago there used to be countless number of slayers. They were made to help save humanity, but their power corrupted them & they abused it. They destroyed demon communities, until one day, they demons asked the worshippers of the Wolf, the Ram and the Hart to help them. They brought forth the power of the Hitokiri, a demon from the depths of Quortoth (a demon world), and imbued its power to a group of men. These men hunted the slayers to punish them & a war raged for years between the two. Finally the Higher Beings intervened and made it so that only one slayer & one hitokiri (the men were also called Hitokiri or…shadow assassin as it is called in Japanese) shall remain. The Hitokiris power was hidden in a warrior's soul, in his 'ki'. Only those who could control their ki would be worthy of becoming the Hitokiri, and even then the strongest was chosen."
According to Shishio, the only people apart from a few exceptions who could control their ki were the ancient Samurai warriors of the East. Thus it meant that the Hitokiri power remained locked in the east whereas the Slayer power was open to any potential.
He also told me that since the Slayers broke the ancient pact, the power of the hitokiri has resurfaced. He went on & on about destiny & giving the hitokiris their rightful place at the top of the food chain, but I only listened to the part regarding balance. To me…balance must be maintained. Though I doubt his intentions (there's some stuff he isn't telling me, I agreed to become Shishio's disciple. He has shown me the origins of my power…power that is as tainted as that of the slayer…he has taught me how I can call upon it through my anger & the hitokiri's rage. My powers amaze even me. Only Soujiro can match me. I think I must have impressed Shishio too for he now calls me his dark one…his Destroyer. On
But I'm not elated. To think I have to kill to restore goodness. What sort of justice is that? What sort of goodness is built upon the deaths of others? But… I have vowed to restore the balance… it will require me to do things I will hate myself for. But that's what I'll do. After all, like someone once told me (though I can't remember who)…the world is a harsh place…it's cruel & unfair, but that's why there are champions…champions who fight for others… I will be that champion.
I pray that I be forgiven for the lives I will take, for the few innocents I may have to hurt so that I can save even more…may the Lord spare me. Amen.
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A stunned silence met the end of Conner's confession. A single tear rolled down Angel's cheek as he looked at his son, the son for whom he had sacrificed so much for. A sob escaped Fred as she stared at Conner with a hand at her mouth. Wesley folded her in his embrace as his mind flooded with his guilt over taking Conner away. Somehow he thought that if he hadn't taken him from Angel, none of this would've happened. Spike slowly rose from his position beside Conner (after giving him the suggestion to sleep) and looked at Angel with sympathy.
Spike: I, uh…
Angel: Save it Spike. I'm thankful for your help, but… don't.
Cordelia: What'll we do Angel?
Angel: whatever we must. I will not let anybody mess with my kid. They wanted to play with me, I'll show them how well I can play. Nobody messes with my son!
Voice: What!
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AN: Phew…another chapter done. I hope people will like this chapter. A lot of people have been asking me whether I can cope with all the new characters. People…I can! I'm bringing them in for a reason. I know it's been slow sailing thus far, but now that the secret is out…things will pick up!
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