New chapter, obviously. Not quite sure where the story's going. We'll just wait and see. You know the drill by now I suppose.
Disclaimer: Once again i own nothing, not even a box to store socks in. How depressing.
Evil Empire:
Buffy half walked half sprinted up the stairs towards the lab. Or in the direction she thought it was. How could anyone find they're way around here? There had to be over 20 floors.
She stopped dead and sighed. She'd gotten herself lost again. There was nothing to indicate where she was. Not a sign point her in the right way. Nor was there anyone she was willing to ask for help.
"I must have walked into the Hi-I'm-a-Demon-and-Have-no-Shame corridor." She said under her breath. Deciding it would be wise to go downstairs and ask Harmony where to go, she turned around to head back down the stairs and she ran straight into Lorne.
"Buffykins!" He said happily, giving her a hug. "You look lost. Where ya' heading?"
"I was looking for the science lab," she said smiling. "I must have taken a wrong turn. Spike never was good with directions."
"Well you went two floors too many. We're in my wing, the interesting and entertaining side of this boring old law firm." Lorne took her arm and began to lead her down the steps.
"Nice to see you're happy here. Doing what you love the most."
"Well I had fun running the bar, but this is certainly more exciting. The talent I've seen! Amazing."
"I'm sure it's fascinating." She peered apprehensively at some demon with four or five green horns coming out of his head. "The people, er, demons must be a sight as well."
"Buffy, we really are doing good here. We saved an entire school from a bomb planted in some poor kids stomach a few months ago, and Spike became solid again, oh and you missed the good fun. Some guy turned Angelcakes into a puppet. You know like the ones on the wee kiddie shows."
"Well I am sorry I missed that." She said laughing.
"No, stop please! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
Gunn and Spike stood at the bar of some musty downtown pub and watched Angel bash some Mimic demon's head into the wall. They had dealt with mimic demons before. They took the form of something ordinary, like a bush or mailbox, and caused riots to break out. When in normal form they kind of looked like oversized potatoes.
Angel stopped beating the demon's head in and took a step back. "Tell us what you know of this all evil army."
"Ok," it said, covering its head in case Angel decided to continue beating him. "You need to understand that I'm only a common demon, and the big guys don't tell us little guys much. So, you can't be mad at me for not knowing much."
"How about you tell us what you know," Spike said coolly. "And I wont rip you're wee little legs off. How's that sound?"
"OK! There's this big guy, has to be four hundred pounds or more, his name's Balthazar."
"Balthazar!" Angel snapped. " I thought we killed him already!"
"Musta' found a loop hole or something." Gunn said, laying his kukri down on the counter. "So what's this demon planning to do?"
The mimic demon look as though he wasn't going to say anything else, but Spike picked Gunn's knife up and pointed it towards his scrawny legs, so it decided to spill.
"He's got all these demonic friends, see, my leader being one of them. I know he's got connections with The Sisterhood of the Jhe, the werewolves, the vampires" he gave Angel and Spike a searching look before continuing, " A few Eyghon's, he's even got a horde of zombies. Now I'm not sure abo-"
The demon was interrupted by Angel's cell phone. Muttering to himself, he reached into his pocket to retrieve it. Of course, it was from Fred.
"What's going on down there?" He asked.
"Angel!" Fred's desperate voice came through the phone rather loudly, almost like she was yelling. She was clearly about to loose her head. "We got a load of people in here, dead of course, all missing their heads!"
"Do you know what happened to them?" Angel asked. With every moment of Fred's explanation, his already vampire pale face became paler with a slight tinge of green.
Once he'd hung up he strode over to the demon and slammed him into a table booth. "Why didn't you tell us?" he roared over the potatoes small whimpers. "Don't tell me you didn't know about the Howlers!"
"Howlers? " Spike asked. "No I bloody well don't do Howlers. Those things are brutal shriek happy monsters!"
"What's a Howler?" came Gunn. Of course Gunn had never heard of them. All the Law crammed into his head didn't contain anything about the demons said to be extinct.
Angel sank onto a bar stool, keeping one eye on their hostage. "A Howler's kinda like a mutant dog. Its pure white, not like snow white, like transparent. If you get close enough you can see all its organs. They're covered in a greenish colored slime, more like goo, that smells like sulfur and ash. The funny thing about these Howlers is that they seem to be beheading their victims. I never knew one to do that. But anyway, the Howler clan supposedly died out a century ago."
"Well then how do we know it's a bloody Howler?" Spike asked. "It could be the… Head-Chopping-Off demon or something."
"No it's definitely a Howler." Angel sighed. "Wesley said that half the victims had their ear drums busted out."
"Ear drums?" Gunn said bewildered. "That thing gets your hearing as well?"
"Yeah, it's got a blood chilling shriek that will cause you permanent deafness. Well unless you're already dead, then your ears just throb for a week or two."
"So you've heard it before? Both of you?"
"It's not a bloody pleasant sound!" Spike told him with a pained look on his face. "I'll never forget that one."
"But Wesley seems to think that the Howlers have joined up with the Hell-Hounds." Angel continued. "Fred said that the other half of the people have got their brain sucked out."
"So this Balthazar," Gunn said now looking at the half forgotten mimic demon, "does he have the power to resurrect or something?"
Sorry its so short. I've been wallowing in self pity. GET OFF MY CASE! Reviews would be nice.