Elektra and Devlin battle Angel while Jeta gets sweet revenge on her sire.

Elektra is a tricky girl, well versed in the arts of elusiveness. She'll only get caught if she stops to feed. Make that WHEN she stops to feed. She's exceedingly ravenous. Devlin finds the body of a teenage runaway on the ground in downtown Hollywood. He finds another dead runaway a block later. Two blocks on, he discovers Elektra in an alley, feeding on a boy she's chased down. "I wish I could chase you some more," she tells the sweating, panting, terrified boy as she holds him against the wall. "Oh well." She bites the right side of his neck. Devlin catches up to her and makes a call on his cell phone while standing ten feet behind his sister.

"Yes, I need an ambulance. Vine and Spring. There's a young man on the ground. He's lost a lot of blood. Please hurry." Devlin hangs up.

"Brother?," Elektra asks, looking over her shoulder. Dev knocks her down with a right hook to the face. He picks up the teenager and runs to the end of the alley, where he drops the boy. Then he grabs Leks as she tries to race by and tosses her back into the alley. Dev slowly walks towards her as she stands up. "There were two more I wanted to bite," she whines.

"Do you want to die?"

"I want you to remember your loyalties." Dev goes bumpy. "That's right."

"I'm trying to protect you."

"Bullshit. You're protecting these people. It's disgusting. Caring about strangers. Whoever heard of such a thing?"

"When is a vampire most vulnerable?"

"I'm a little too old for lessons."

"When he or she is feeding."

"I've taken on four Slayers. I know how to protect myself."

"They're rookies."

"And I'm not," Angel says as he grabs Devlin from behind and tosses him into the wall to Angel's left.

"Hands off my brother!" Elektra swings her purse upwards and nails Angel in the chin, knocking him down. The purse felt extraordinarily heavy. As he gets up, she clocks him in the left side of his head. She spins the purse in a figure eight. Angel keeps his distance, ducks left and right, and finally grabs the straps. Leks kicks him in the stomach and tosses the purse behind her.

"So you two are working together. Can't say I'm surprised."

"Oh, look. Nick Lachey! Wait a second. Eraser head. Cave man brow. You're Angel!" He knocks her down with a right hook. She quickly gets up and backs away. "I don't see what mummy saw in you. To each her own, I suppose." She blocks a left jab, ducks a right hook, but gets hit in the face with a left roundhouse kick.

"What's wrong?," Angel asks. "Not the vampire you wanted to see?" He lands a left uppercut. Elektra looks her right at Devlin. He just leans against the wall, arms folded, watching passively.

"Come on," she pleads before getting knocked down with a right cross. Devlin shows no emotion.

Claire meets Spike outside her darkroom at school. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him. "I'll be done in a couple minutes." She smiles mischievously. "We can do it in there if you want."

"Love to, love, but I have business to take care of tonight."

"More bad guys to slay?"

"A bad girl. And she's, umm, well - "

"Another possibly jealous ex-girlfriend?"

"Something like that. So you should stay in tonight. That's what I came here to tell you."

"How many homicidal exes do you have?" He thinks this over. She looks worried and steps back. "Oh."

"Just one more, really. And she's wouldn't be jealous."

"You mean Dru? So who's this woman?"

"Someone I haven't seen in a long time. Don't worry yourself about it. It's just for tonight. I'd hate to put you in any danger. I couldn't live with myself."

"Like I said, I'm just about done here." She nervously walks back into the dark room. Spike stands in the hall. He hears someone approaching, and spots her sixty feet to his right. It's Edie, Claire's friend who wanted to be more than that for her. Edie sees Spike, looks away to conceal her anger, and continues on.

Ivan lies on his back, smiling. To his right is Jeta. To his left is Jobyna. "Are you satisfied, master?," Jeta asks.

"Very." She rolls on top of him, rubs his chest with her left hand, and moves her right hand up Jobyna's right thigh. She glances in direction of the nervous vampire.

"Something wrong?," she asks Jobyna, sliding her hand under Jobyna's night gown, onto her stomach. Jobyna stands up and runs away. Ivan tries to get up, but Jeta, who's straddling him, holds her sire down. "Let me try first." She goes after Jobyna, while Ivan sits up and drinks some vodka. Jeta catches up with the vampire in the main hall. "Stop," she pleads when Jobyna opens the door. She turns around.

"You're a witch."

"I have many talents."

"You've bewitched him."

"I give him what he wants."

"No. You get what you want."

She runs her right hand through Jobyna's hair, who cringes and backs away. "Not all the time."

"You're disgusting."

"To the humans, we're all disgusting." Jeta finds it quite ridiculous that Jobyna thinks sucking the blood out of a small child to be decent behavior while pleasuring a woman is somehow scandalous and beyond the pale.

"You're going to kill me, if I don't go along. Just like the others."

"I don't miss the others. I'll miss you, Jobyna."

"You only care about yourself, Yetta. Soon, he'll see that."

"See what?," Ivan asks, entering the room. Jeta looks at him and grins.

"Jobyna won't live with me. She says you have to choose." Jobyna looks terrified.

"No I didn't. I never said that, master." Jeta reaches out her right hand and touches Jobyna's left hand. She moves away.

"See, master. She can't stand me." Ivan ponders this dilemma. Jobyna falls to her knees in front of him.

"I have always devoted myself to you, master. Never to myself. I am your loyal servant." Ivan grabs a scythe that was hanging on the wall. He motions for Jeta to also get on her knees. Then he tells them to lie on the floor face-down. Both women faithfully follow orders, confident they'll survive. Ivan beheads Jobyna. Jeta stands up, looking more relieved and grateful than she truly feels.

"We shall take the world by storm," she exults. "Drink this continent dry." He holds her tight. She gasps in anticipation.

"You are the one I've been waiting for, my Dark Angel."

"Girl's gotta make it on her own," Elektra jokes about Devlin's lack of support. Angel kicks her in the chest and punches her in the face. She ducks a right hook and hits his head with a right roundhouse kick, followed by a cartwheel kick. She blocks Angel's next punch and puts him down with a back flip kick. Devlin claps.

"Bravo, sis. Would you like this?" He holds out a wooden stake.

"Nah." She steps to her left to avoid a right cross, slides to her right to elude a left jab, and hits Angel in the chest with a left hook kick, though he blocks her follow-up right roundhouse kick. "I want daddy to see me kill him. I think he'd really like that." She hits Angel in the face with a flying left kick, causing him to back up.

"Maybe he'd even give you another roll in the hay. Is that what this is about?"

"If I wanted that, why wouldn't I just get him drunk?" Angel tries a right hook while Elektra looks at Devlin, but she leaps back out of the way. "It's always worked in the past." Angel recognizes her quickness, and decides to force Elektra to go on the offensive.

"I think Eraser Head is offended by your distraction," Dev tells sis. "It's almost as if you don't take him seriously."

"There is only one of him." Angel leaps in the air and knocks her down with a flying right kick to the chest she wasn't expecting. "Well isn't that special. The big lug can move." She tries a right kick to his chest. He grabs her foot. She does a back flip to break free. Since Angel has his arms down, she steps forward and tries a left jab. He ducks, slides behind her, grabs her back, and tosses Elektra into the wall, eight feet to the left of Dev, who puffs on his cigarette and acts like a spectator.

"Go back to your human face. Let him imagine he's fighting a Slayer. We know Angel lacks the skills to kill them." Angel decides to teach this boy a lesson once he's done with Elektra. Buoyed by Devlin's pep talk, and the contempt he shows for Angel's abilities, Elektra goes on the attack. Angel blocks a left kick and a right punch, but she lands a left cross to his face. Angel responds with a left hook that staggers her. He follows this up with a right cross and a left kick to her stomach. Elektra lands two punches to his stomach, but he puts her down with a right uppercut. "You're not looking good, sis." Angel glances to his right at Dev, worried about a surprise attack. Elektra gets up and throws a straight right kick that Angel backs away from. She comes in and lands a left uppercut. But he responds with a left jab, a left hook, a right hook and a left cross, knocking her down yet again. Dev attacks when Angel's not looking. Angel faces right, blocks a right hook and a left cross, and knocks Devlin down with two right jabs, a left uppercut and a straight right kick. Elektra comes at Angel with a flying left roundhouse kick. He grabs her in midair and throws her face-first to the ground. Then he picks her up with his left hand and shoots a stake out from under his right sleeve.

"Traitor," she says, either to Angel, Devlin or both of them. But when Angel tries to jab his arm forward, Devlin grabs it and hurls Angel fifteen feet back.

"Hands off my sister," he says, tossing his cigarette to the ground. She smiles ear-to-ear. Then she looks serious again.

"Took you long enough."

"Finally showing your true colors," Angel says as he stands up. "I think Debbie will understand."

"You're right, Angel. She won't shed any tears over you." Angel laughs and attacks them both.

After convincing Ivan to be monogamous, Jeta went along with Ivan on a raid of a nearby village. They torched one house, waited for the occupants to run out and devoured the family while killing any other villagers who stepped out of their homes to see what the commotion was. He agreed that spreading this sort of terror among the population was more thrilling than feasting on doomed concentration camp inmates. However, Ivan was less enthusiastic about attacking German soldiers. To him that seemed needlessly dangerous. Which it was. But that argument was for another time. Right now, the two vampires are back home and fully satiated after their feast. But there is more. Jeta had promised yet another surprise. Ivan waits in his bedroom for a few minutes, and just when he is beginning to become impatient, she walks in, wearing a long black skirt with nothing on top, her bare chest smeared in the blood of their victims. Ivan can't believe his eyes. He takes her in his arms, starts licking the blood up, throws her on his bed and makes mad, vigorous love. She moans, loudly but metronomically, half-heartedly playing a role. All the time, she stares up at the ceiling, as if trying to leave her body while he's inside it, screaming her name in unilateral ecstasy.

Once Ivan is sound-asleep, Jeta leaves the room to quietly get dressed. She smells of the vodka she had poured on her body both to slake Ivan's thirst and to dissolve the blood. In her mind, Jeta was the witch in the forest, and her methods of pleasing Ivan were the equivalent of feeding the children candy to fatten them up for the slaughter. She lights a kerosene lamp and carries it into the bedroom. Jeta picks up a vodka bottle and empties its contents onto Ivan. He giggles and pants. He's having some dream where Jeta's licking liquids off his body, so her action only further arouses him. She pauses for a moment to appreciate the delicious irony, lights a twig with the flame in the lamp, and places it on Ivan's chest, setting him on fire. Ivan wakes up screaming. She breaks the lamp on the floor, spreading the flames to his straw mattress, which now becomes his pyre. Jeta steps back and watches. The only light in the room is Ivan himself, who stands up and runs around in terror. When he first raped her, she vowed he would die screaming. It had taken her a little more than a fortnight to make good on that promise.

Jeta walks away as the old barn slowly goes up in flames. She doesn't look back. She had avenged her sire by killing all his minions before disposing of him. With her father taken care of, it was now time to get to work on the Fatherland.

"Apologies to Kool Keith, but I think you're due for a critical beatdown," Dev says to Angel, who blocks Dev's punch, blocks Elektra's kick, throws her into the wall to his right, grabs Dev's arm and throws him into the wall to his left.

"You were saying?" The two of them get up.

"He doesn't get the reference," Dev notes with a sigh.

"To the Ultramagnetic MCs? I don't think Spike would get that reference," Elektra replies. Angel shoots out his two stakes as his opponents attack simultaneously. Elektra leaps backwards and upwards, grabs Angel's right arm with her feet while bracing her back against the wall, and flings him towards Devlin, who ducks under the stakes and sweeps out Angel's legs. Angel puts the stakes' points against the ground and pushes them back up his sleeve. Dev backs away from Angel and towards his sister.

"Stakes that shoot out when you're excited. How ridiculously phallic," Leks opines.

"And two of them," Devlin adds. "That's a lot of compensating." Angel leaps forward and slams them both into the wall. He hits Dev with two left punches while he's down, picks Elektra up and tosses her twenty feet into the other wall. Devlin leaps ten feet in the air. Angel leaps after him, grabs Dev and pulls him to the ground. The stake under his right sleeve shoots out and he goes for the kill. Dev quickly reaches into his coat pocket, takes his own stake in his right hand and shoot its for Angel's heart when he's doing to same thing to Devlin. They both stop when the stakes are touching their sternums. "You should have known I was a quick draw," Dev says to Angel as they stand on the verge of mutually assured destruction. Elektra, who's standing to Angel's right, winds up for a big right kick to his face. But Angel leaps back out of the way before she can hit him, and Leks fall on her butt during the follow through.

"I saved your life," Elektra proudly states as they stand up.

"No you didn't."

"He had a stake to your heart."

"But I had a - " Angel cuts the rehash short with a left cross to Dev's face and a right roundhouse punch to Elektra's. They both back away, Leks to Angel's front and Dev to his right. Elektra tries a leaping right kick, which Angel blocks. But once he puts up his hands to do that, Dev attacks, kicking the side of his head with a leaping right hook kick, sending Angel into the wall. Elektra adds a straight left kick to his chin. But Angel quickly recovers and ducks Dev's right cross, which slams into the wall. As Dev cries out in pain, Angel hits Elektra in the face with a left hook and steps away from the wall, facing them both head-on. He parries their first set of attacks and knocks them both back with punches. Dev throws a right hook that Angel easily blocks. But as he throws the punch, the clever vampire puts his left hand into his trench coat and pulls out a twelve inch-long lead pipe with a three inch-long elbow at the end. He swings and nails Angel in the right temple, following this up with two quick, precise blows to the exact same spot. Taken completely by surprise, Angel goes down. Elektra backs up and starts hopping up-and-down excitedly as Dru used to. Dev switches the pipe to his right hand and switches sides, whacking Angel in his left knee. His next blow is for Angel's face, but he puts up his left hand, blocking the blow with his left wrist, causing further pain. Devlin quickly takes advantage with two blows to the left side of Angel's skull. But Angel blocks a third blow, grabbing the pipe with his right hand and ripping it away from Devlin, who quickly retreats. He turns his back to Angel, picks up Elektra's purse, hands it to her, takes her left hand in his right and leads her away.

"But it was just getting fun," she pouts.

"We proved out point."

"No we didn't." She reaches into her purse, pulls out a two inch-wide throwing star, and flips it behind her with her right hand just after Angel climbs to his feet. He doesn't have time to react, and the star lodges itself deep into his right kneecap. "No we've proved our point." Dev turns around to look. Angel hurls the pipe and hits him in the forehead. He smarts, rubs the impact point with his left hand, then blows Angel a kiss. Hand-in-hand, the siblings skip out of the alley, singing the Pixies' "Wave of Mutilation." Angel, who is hobbled and in incredible pain, has no choice but to take out his cell phone and make a call.

"Wesley, I need a ride. I'll explain when you get here. Just," Angel looks around and feels regretfully helpless, "Hurry."

Elektra and Devlin run for a few blocks before he decides they should head underground to avoid the commando gangs Angel has at his beck and call. She hugs him when they're safely in the sewers. "We did it. We did it!"

"Two on one. It would have been a disgrace if we lost," he coldly replies.

"Are you nuts?," she remarks, playfully shoving him. "If we can take Angel, we can take just about anyone." She looks excited. "We could take Buffy!"

"Of course. She's never had to fight two top-caliber vampires at once. It's her lone tactical blind spot."

"Then we catch the next plane to Rome and put the homewrecker in her place. Fuck her Slayer minions. Let's go for the Queen Bitch."

"Someday. But not now." Elektra looks completely exasperated. They've just had a smashing success, but he betrays no pleasure.

"Why not? You scared of her? You afraid of a Slayer even Spike couldn't take?"

"It's my belief he could have. Especially if I had been on his side."

"Now you can be on my side."

"I made an oath to protect you. I kept that oath tonight. But I can't keep pulling you out of every briar patch you get stuck in. Eventually, ya gotta learn to stay away from briar patches."

"What the fuck's a briar patch? You ever seen one, Dev?"

"It's goddam metaphor."

"No, it's an excuse. A lame excuse to hide your real reason: I believe she goes by the name Deborah."

"It's Debbie. And yes, right now I value her companionship more than yours. I think I'll always value her companionship more than yours. This was what happens in families. Siblings grow up, get hitched, and grow apart."

"You are such a fucking copy cat."

"Don't you ever get tired of all the seducing and killing?"

"No. Every kill's special. There's nothing better than holding life in the palm of your hand. Or maybe you've forgotten."

"You're wrong. There is something better. I'm sorry you can't experience it."

"You mean love?," she disdainfully asks. "Love's just an addiction. You're addicted to Slayer pussy. You, and every other man in this family. It's a weakness. A disease. You're a junkie."

"We're all hooked on something."

"For you, it used to be putting the arrogant humans in their place. No you're working for one. You're working for someone who wants to kill me!"

"One more reason for you to stay away from us."

Tears well up in Elektra's eyes. "You ruined it. We had this perfect moment, and you go and ruin it." Elektra runs away.

NEXT: Elektra and Jeta get their Spike on.