The Warlord glanced
over as his returning second in command slid up beside him and slowly
shook her head.
He nodded once as he thought about what to do
next, the school was no longer the base, which meant they had to
first find the base they were now using. With a sigh he nodded to the
four with him.
With a quick nod the four generals headed
around the house.
As he watched them go, the Warlord felt the
hair on the back of his neck rise, twisting about he glared into the
cold eyes of the blonde he had been following.
Dropping low he
lashed a kick out to her head, and slowly stood up as the blow passed
through her.
The blonde stared at him for several seconds
before smiling. "If your gonna kill them in there, leave the blonde
alone." she said before smiling and moving foreword "I can make
it worth your while."
The warlord could feel the mental
persuasion the specter was forcing on him as it moved closer.
Focusing his mind he pulled up thoughts of hell and forced them back
along the strands the creature had used to enter his mind.
Flinching
back the first lost control of its form and shifted to a dark cloud
before shifting back to the blond. "You're strong; perhaps I
could persuade you to work for me." She offered as the Warlord
stared at her for a second before turning back to the house.
The
specter stared at him for several seconds before shifting to the dark
cloud again. "This planet is dead, my Toruk-Han will sweep the life
from the face of the earth and darkness shall reign for all time."
It growled. The Warlord turns and pointedly flips the Dark cloud off
before moving from the shadows towards the house leaving an enraged
cloud behind him. Walking up the steps of the large house he took a
breath before knocking on the door.
Xander groaned as he
shifted around the SiT's and opened the door. "Yeah can I
help..." he stopped as he looked at the figure before him. A black
burka covered the stranger's face and neck, while an armored grey
chest plate and shoulder pads where mostly hidden by the dark Gi.
With the Carbon black chain wrapped around him and armored leggings
combined with the short Katana by his side and the dual Dark Wushu
swords on his back the figure was more then a little imposing. With a
grin Xander took a step back. "So, I guess the Pizza's gonna be
late." He said as he took several steps back.
Stepping over
the threshold the Warlord looked around as the young women jumped for
weapons before looking back at the dark haired youth. "I need the
slayers help to open the Hellmouth."
Xander stared at the
figure for a moment before turning back into the house. "BUFFY IT'S
FOR YOU!"
