Chapter 4: The Royal Women's Plan.
Spike kicked at Cecily but Drusilla grabbed his foot and threw it down.
"Bad, Willie. Behave for Mommy," Drusilla said in an angry voice. (Well as angry as she can sound.)
"Who the hell are you?" Faith asked Dru.
"Drusilla. She's Spike's sire," Giles said in deep concern. He could remember the last time he saw Drusilla. She had let Angelus torture him for hours until she stepped in made Giles think that she was his ex, who Angelus killed.
"Can we run away now?" Xander asked.
"I'll handle this. You guys go," Spike said pushing them back.
"Hells no. I'm staying to fight," Faith said putting his arm down.
"Oh God, are we going to finish this, this millennia?" Cecily asked sarcastically.
"Willie, where's Daddy?" Drusilla asked.
"Daddy?" Faith asked.
"Angel," Cecily responded. "Where's grandpa, big brother?" She asked.
"Dead," Spike said pained, but not much.
Drusilla gasped but then it turned to a smile. After all Angel had set her on fire.
"Oh well. We can go on with the plan, without him Dru," Cecily said smiling, as her face changed to a vampire.
"Giles, get Buffy," Spike said trying to get rid of him.
"Xander, let's go," Giles said stepping back. Spike looked after them as they ran off.
"Faith, get out of here."
"Let the slayer stay. We could use her," Cecily said happily.
Spike kicked at Cecily just as she was about to keep bantering. She jumped back and punched him in the face. Cecily pulled out a gun and shot at Spike. He was hit by a tranquilizer dart. It was powerful. He could already feel it taking effect. He looked over at Faith. Drusilla had already knocked her out and left her alone. Things were getting blurry. A minute later Spike passed out.
A demon was walking down a street in Cleveland. He was trying to move on with his life but he couldn't. He walked into bar and sat down at the counter.
"Dan, I want lots of gin. Strait," he said to the bar tender.
"Ok. You know you should go to-,"
"Dan, I don't need to go back to Vegas. I went bankrupt there. Shaman whore. Give me your luck and I'll sleep with you. BITCH!" He screamed.
Everyone stopped talking. The impath demon on the stage stopped singing.
"Pathy, get over here!" He yelled to the demon on stage.
The demon got off stage and sat down.
"LA LA LA!" The demon song, very annoyingly.
"Lorne you don't have to listen to Wrath. He's just pissed about a whore who put a hex on him," the tender said cleaning a glass. The demon grabbed the glass and took smashed it into the tender's face. Lorne jumped up and ran outside. He kept running until he ran into a group of people.
"Sorry," he yelled as he started running again.
"LORNE?" One of the girls yelled.
Lorne turned around. He saw Buffy, Dawn, and Willow. Of course he only recognized Willow.
"WILLOW!" He screamed in joy. He ran over to her and hugged her. "Oh thank God. I need help. I hate this town, I hate L.A. and I need help!" The demon yelled.
Spike got up. He was looking around and all he could see was five vampires chained to a giant wooden box, Cecily and Drusilla off to the side, three children with no pupils chained to the wall, four guys dressed in robes, and a large demon. It looked human but it had read eyes and deep red skin. It was wearing a giant cloak and holding a scroll Spike had seen once in L.A.
""We have prepared a holy place in the darkness and anointed it with oil. We have taken of the blood of the living and gathered the living dead," the robed guys chanted.
"As it was written they shall prepare the way and the very gates of hell shall open. That which is above shall tremble. For that which is below shall arise and the world shall know the beast and the beast shall know the world," the main demon chanted. He looked up and said,"Five, are without breath,"
"Yet they live," the robed guys responded.
"Five are without time."
"Yet they live,"
"Five are without soul."
"Yet they live."
"Five are without sun."
"Yet they live."
"Five are dead."
"Yet they live."
The main demon began to chant in Latin and a windstorm began to blow. It circled the vampires and turn them to dust. A huge shockwave shot out and knocked everyone back. Spike had seen enough. He broke the chains attaching him to the wall and smashed a robed guy with it.
"As it was written, the vampire with a soul shall be destroyed by one once close with him. As it was written, so shall it be," the demon said smiling. It snapped its' finger and everyone in the room disappeared.
"Oh, hell," Spike said looking around.
Author's Notes: I'm sorry it tookso damn long to finish this chapter. I needed to buy a new copy of Angel season 1 for the ritual. My sister lent it to her friend and his little brother put disks one, two, and six through a heavy duty paper shredder. So I do apologize.