In this chapter there will be Sexual references and situations, along with images of violence and verbal aggression will be heavily mentioned. This chapter is Definitely Rated "R"

For those who have been posting reviews and wondering why Illyria'a mood has been so weird and out of character with the Cannon, it will be explained in this chapter. And there will be a crossover with another Jossverse show. "Hint hint."


Part 11,


Harmony Kendell was curled up in bed. In the past weeks she had been to several interviews. Heck she had even hit the "hot sheets" for employment before finding a job as an administrative secretary for a demonic bistro. Well the job did have its perks... All the blood you could drink. That was until she felt and hand on her behind as she lay there in her bed.

"Harm..." the masculine voice said as Harmony giggled.

"Yes..." the Blond Vampire said as the same hand worked its way up to her breast.

"Want to make love again, my curvy love." The said as a small horn nudged against the fine hair of the back of her neck.

"Um... Maybe later... But thanks for the blood Peter of the Janacek Clan." Harm said as she rolled over to kiss the Ano Movac demon she had have sex with.

"Well you were very famished..." He said as he ran a red finger down her nose.

"Yeah... I was... I knew I could eat a horse..." Harmony said as she lifted up the sheets to look at her nude body... especially her waistline. "I didn't know I could chug one down in a single sitting." She said as she rubbed her bare thighs under the sheets.

"Well that is what you get for not eating for a month." Peter said as he embraced her.

"Yeah... I didn't know that there was low carb blood. I mean with half the fat but more filling." Harmony said as she rolled over to face her lover.

"Well at least if there is a no human eating policy in this city, I at least know a cook that can feed me right." Harmony said as she went full vamp.

"Well, I at least I have someone that can keep the books in order for me." He said as an audible crack could be heard as he bent his legs backwards and started to get Harmony on top of him as he started to massage her body with his feet.

"You know... you just turned me on." Harm said as the phone rang by her bed. "Crap... Even undead people need to have sex." Harmony said as she reached over and picked up the phone.

"Harmony Kendell." Harm said with her usual Ditzy speak.

"Harmony... why is there a camel sitting in my office?" Her new boss said as she realized that the Dang Camel had shown up early... again...

"Hey you ordered it... But no... I said at my last job those guys tend to deliver early... but does anyone listen... Noo...." Harmony said being sarcastic and serious at the same time.

"Well why did you put it in my office?" Her boss said.

"Because you said if anything comes go and put it in your office. I think you now know what it means to have advance noticed to get something ordered." Harmony said as a certain finger started to caress her lower back.

"Harm... are you with my son? If you are I want to speak with that Shruking piece of...." Harm took the phone away from her ear but got the rest of the sentence.

"Pete I think your old man is pissed at you." Harm said as she fell back in bed off of Pete. The old man had killed the mood. Boy did she want to know what Ano Movac Tantric sex was like?


Amazons... Commandos... Weird Demon Warriors, Streetwise Demon hunters... God you had to have a scorecard to keep up with who was what in this place Amanda thought as she did some Yoga with one of the Slayers she had become friends with... Her mom had, had kittens and Mountain Lions when she had found out. But Kaena was like her... Just growing up. Amanda wondered what it was like to have super strength, enhanced senses, and who knew what else but Kaena just liked being around her. Jet Black hair that flowed like a winding river pulled at the mixed African and Polynesian background Kaena had as she stretched. But it was that Amanda felt comfortable how Kaena showed vulnerability and innocence in that she was afraid of her powers.

"Amanda..." Kaena said she stretched with Amanda.

"Yeah..." Amanda said as she felt the floor beneath her bare toes as she bent down to touch them.

"Do you miss your father?" Kaena said with a feeling of loss in her voice.

"I never really knew him... he died right after I was born. Why are you asking?" Amanda said as Kaena moved her body into a position that made Amanda wince in pain when she saw it.

"Well... You know that I was raised by my watcher and she was a woman after my mom died of Cancer." Kaena said as Amanda stopped and stood up. "So I just wanted to know what it was like to have a normal family." Kaena's question was not so much a journey into Amanda's life, but a question of her own existence.

"Well, things tend to be a bit crazy... My mom works at the hospital with all sorts of strange hours. But usually my Aunt Nina keeps an eye on me." Amanda said looking as Kaena rolled her legs behind her body in such a way that she was touching her shoulders with the big toes of her feet.

"Amanda I heard that your Aunt Nina is a Werewolf... did that affect you growing up?" Kaena said as she rolled her legs back before digging her toes into the carpet of the old banquet hall and doing a series of pushups with one arm as she angled one arm so it was extended outstretched out behind her.

"I wished I could do that?" Amanda said watching Kaena move.

"You wish that you were a Werewolf?" Kaena said as she switched hands and did another series of pushups with her other arm.

"No... Move the way you do... Its very beautiful." Amanda said seeing Kaena stop and get up off of the floor.

"Well I noticed that several of the Slayers are either in Cheerleading, Dancing, or Ballet. Summer one of the other Slayers was supposed to be at a ballet recital the day of the battle of the Hellmouth." Kaena said as Amanda looked at her.

"So battling the forces of Evil pretty much takes precedence over having a life." Amanda said looking at a small Scar on Kaena's shoulder.

"Um... Amanda... I noticed that since you have been hanging around with the rest of the Slayers you tend to want to ask us all sorts of weird questions such as our origins and powers... What is it with you?" Kaena said as she got up.

"Nothing, just trying to figure out this world that I am now in and that my Aunt Nina. I mean... Superheroes... True to life Superheroes... walking among us. " Amanda said as she looked at her hands. "I mean up to a few nights ago, heck a couple of weeks ago... Seeing well... the ... Heck... you're a freaking Power Ranger... or X-Man..." Amanda said as Kaena placed her hands on Amanda's shoulders.

"Hey, over a year ago... The biggest thing I had to deal with was reading the Tobin Spirit Guide to Mystical creatures." Kaena said as she winced some at some memory she didn't want to bring up. "Trust me... Mmm'shive demons have um... Well lets' just say... The ones in Playgirl are larger."

"What???" Amanda said in shock...

"Yeah... trust me... between reading the dry stuff... Um..." Kaena started to blush...

"You were reading Demon Porno..." Amanda's jaw hit the floor. "I thought that purple girl going all going for the sex was mind boggling." Amanda said as she remembered the black tank top landing on her head.

"Yeah... Believe it or not that is how they get most of their followers." Kaena said as Amanda giggled.

"Good grief... They recruit sexless nerds to be their followers." Amanda said as Kaena started to giggle with her some more.

"Yeah... most of the images also tend to embellish some of their physical features."

"You mean the artists touch up the boobs, and the Male... You know... " There was a giggle from the both of them.

"You know of the thoughts and images of what my Quala'tal zal had in plan for me... I am glad that he is dead. If he wasn't I would have placed him in an Ojonnin Sphere and let him suffer for all of existence." Fred said with anger and hurt in her voice before she stormed on off.

"What is her problem?" Kaena said as she wondered what was up with Ms. Demony lady.


Illyria slammed the door shut behind her and fell to the floor crying... How much had she given up... She wasn't worshipped... she wasn't even considered a god... Her followers thought she was something to be fondled over like a Shalen Sex servant... She wanted to be at peace with her host Fred... She had even bowed down to the will of the Powers that Be just to get some sympathy from Fred... She just wanted Wesley back... Drogyn had asked her why she stayed and had not returned to the Deeper Well... It was because of Wesley... Now what... Dana had been cured so that she could at least have a connection to something that was Wesley's.... or had a connection to him.... Slayers and Watchers... The two groups had a symbiosis and if she had connect to it for just a little while... then the pain she felt in her heart would go away.

She was hurt deeper than any wound any weapon could forge on her. The creatures of the Wolf, Ram and Hart were just using her as a plaything. A Joke on the world... Dana didn't matter... Even if she did let the young Slayer win during their duel so she could savor the sweet taste of a piece of Wesley's world... even just for a little while, The Slayers didn't matter... her life didn't matter... She was just dust that didn't know that it had settled. All of her strength had been robbed from her... Her Pride had been used against her... how many times had she crushed armies with less consideration than what was racing through her mind now.

"Wesley... I miss you." Illyria said in pain...as she sparked every memory of every event she had spent with him and those of Fred... Just trying to envelop herself in pain as she found a bottle of Wesley's poison and started to down the half filled bottle in one sitting wishing the bury herself in the memories of the dead like Wesley had done for Fred.


"Um..." Fred said as she snuggled up close to Wes... She was in love... No higher moment in her life could compare with this. "I love you Wesley." She said as she traced a finger down Wes's bare chest.

"I love you too Fred." Wes said as he traced a finger down her bareback.

"Why didn't we do this sooner?" Fred said as she rolled on top of him letting the sheet pull off of her naked chest revealing the small rolled cleavage she had that as she suggestively let them caress his bare chest as she moved up his body.

"Well there was the little thing of saving world.... Again." Wesley said as he traced his hands down Fred's arms starting from the back of her bare shoulder's and ending at her hands that were laid on his shoulders.

"Wes... I mean other than that?" Fred said snuggling her cold nose into Wesley's bare chest.

"Your nose is cold Fred." Wesley said as he grinned. "I don't know... Just it took that nearly loosing you after that large demonic puppet tried to kill you that my feelings started to become more apparent." Wesley said as he traced a finger down the dimple of her lower back.

"Wes... I think we both knew we were in love when it came out at Lorne's Halloween party." Fred said giggling.

"Yeah... Lorne's spell did break a lot of ice at that party... I wonder how many couples hooked up that night other than us?" Wes said as Fred inched her way higher on his chest.

"Well let's just say... there is going to be some new born blood at Wolfram and Hart." Fred Giggled as she grinned like a Chester Cat. "Want to go again?" Hinting at what she wanted to do with Wes at that moment as she kissed his chest.

"Yes... I've always wanted to perform Bralen Demon fornication style on someone I loved." Wes said with a grin.

"So, are we talking something like the Karma Sutra?" Fred wondered.

"Think more intimate and sensual." Wes said as he found the first pressure point on her shoulder and pressed as Fred's eyes rolled as she moaned in joy.

"Wes... I think I'm going to love this..." Fred said as she struggled to pull the sheet over the both of them as they made love again. "... OH WESLEY!!!" Fred moaned so loud that she could be heard across the street.


Illyria was nearly at the bottom of the bottle. She had drank so much of the poison hoping that it would kill her... it didn't... All she could picture was Wesley's unshaven face. She needed more of the poison... The Half-breed Spike had some of the poison she needed and she was going to get it from him. That was when she promptly fell down as she attempted to stand.


Spike was walking down the hallways of the old hotel... Talk about a place that needed some fixing up. Well Angel was going through his Bob Villa, Norm Abrams stage. That was when he heard crying behind the door of Fred's old room.

"Blue you in here?" Spike said as he opened the door and attempted to walk in but a barrier hit him. "Illyria... you in here?" He said again as he tested the range of the field until he was able to see Illyria curled up with a bottle of Jack Daniels through the edge of the door. Bare feet tucked in under her as her garments looked like she attempted to morph them into her leather bodysuit but had stopped halfway through the transformation leaving the garments stuck between leather and cloth and clearly superglued to her body. She looked clearly disheveled and drunk.

"Illyria..." Spike said getting her attention as she turned to see him in the doorway. "... Mind that I come in?"

"Half breed... you can come in.. Do you have poison called Jack on you?" Illyria said with a bit of slurring in her voice as Spike walked on in but got stopped by a mystical barrier.

"Blue in the past I was able to enter your room, what with the sudden deflector shield of a sudden?" Spike said worried.

"It is non of your concern... do you have any more of this?" Illyria said holding up the empty bottle of Jack.

"I'll give you some if you let me in." Spike said as Illyria slithered across the floor and waved her hand.

"You may enter Half-breed... Now give me the Poison..." Illyria said as she grabbed his leg and started to pull herself up Spike's body.

"Blue you are drunk." Spike said picking her up off of the floor and tossing her into bed.

"Half breed... you dare touch me... I once had armies flee in terror at the presence of hearing my name." Illyria said as she attempted to grab at Spike.

"Now Blue tells me what is going on... I know that you and the Bird are in there, now tell me what is wrong?" Spike said as he sat down on the bed by Illyria.

"You wouldn't understand Vampire..." Illyria said as tears started to stroke down her face... "Your kind wouldn't understand. You would not know the pain of the wound I bare." Illyria said as she rolled onto her side and buried her face into the pillow.

"Now Blue, speak up it will probably help..." Spike said as he reached up the started to stroke at Illyria's blue locks of hair.

"I am a thing... a now worthless, obsolete thing that weak beings pray to, attempt to mate with or even worse they heavily mock my condition." Illyria said as pain started to form.

"Now now... Blue... People still tremble at you..." Spike said the best to honor her.

"No they don't they think I am Slayer... Not the God-King of old that they should obey and fear." Illyria said as pain rippled down her features.

"So all this is because they think you are something else, and not truly the Big Bad you used to be." Spike said listening to her.

"Half-breed you have no Idea what you are talking about." Illyria said as she buried herself into the pillow more. "I think I do love." Spike said as he wiped a tear from her face.

"You do not. You do not know what it means to be a god. To have followers bow to your will." Illyria said as she shot him a look of death.

"Blue, I was know along with Angel as being a member of the Quartet of Death. Me Angel, Dru and Darla moved ravaged, raped, killed, ate and slaughtered as we pleased." Spike paused as he reminisced. "Killed me a Slayer or two in my time." Spike said letting Illyria know that he could be Big and Bad.

"But were you worshipped?" Illyria said as she looked like she was getting rawer by the moment.

"Blue, I had cronies by the dozen." He said as he watched Illyria move her face up from the Pillow.

"You had followers???" Illyria said, as she was still raw.

"Yes, luv I did... But it didn't matter... It wasn't until some government goons that I found out what life really chipped me meant. Yes it took me moping around, a few screams of pain..." there was a pause... "Getting heavily drunk, like you love." Spike said as he flipped upside-down the drained dead solider of the Liquor in front of Illyria's face. "Trust me getting stuck and tied up in by the buds of your arch enemy ain't no cheery thing." Spike said as he let Illyria look at him and study. "I even got my freaking clothes soaked when a water pipe broke and I was forced to don some of Xander's clothes." Illyria looked at him as she shifted her head.

"Yes... Blue... Now between me wearing a pair of kaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, that made me look ridiculous." Spike said as Illyria had a confused look on her face. "Okay blue I know that you have the Bird's memories I there... See if you can find the images of a show called Hawaii Five'O. Look for some very bright and strange shirts and you know what I was wearing." Illyria used what strength she had and did a spark. There was a sudden giggle from her... Not so much Fred's but her own...

"Half-breed, the image is humorous..." Illyria giggled some. The grin was enough for him to start with.

"Okay Blue, well I found that I got stuck on a mission to save the world reluctantly, but I found out that I could fight demons... hitting humans hurt like hell due to what the government pricks did to me. But I found some bloodlust in me." Spike said as he decided that Blue needed to have something to keep her going. "I found a reason to live... I wanted to smash, hurt maim things in the name of good, nice people, puppies..." Spike said as he dragged Illyria up and propped her up on the back of the bed.

"Now Blue, I need to help you find that blood lust." Spike said as he sat down closer. "Head on off and hit me." Spike said as Illyria tilted her head either out of being exhausted, drunk, or inquisitive. It was a little hard to know...

"Hit you Half-breed? It will not bring pleasure to me. I wish to have more of the poison." Illyria said turning away.

"Well for the pride of your self hit me. Because I ain't leaving." Spike said wondering what it would take to get a rise out of her.

"Pride... What pride... I have lost that." Illyria said with disgrace in her voice.

"Well..." Spike said as he hauled off and slapped her across the face. "... Hit me." Spike slapped again.

"Half-breed... you are nothing, I am nothing..." Illyria said crying... Spike hit her again.

"Nothing, you weak goddess bitch... Come on... you are Illyria.... you made armies quake in your presence." Spike hit her again, then again. "Oh, see this I am beating the crap out of Illyria. An Old One that is not worth the dust she is made out of." Spike spoke as Illyria kept crying...

"I failed..." Illyria said.

"Well what is it, Oh... Yes... Hamilton... Big bad Hamilton standing by a tree... Hitting Illyria, with His F. I. S. T.S." Illyria was getting angrier by the moment as she brought up her arm to block his slap before grabbing Spike by the throat.

"You Mock me Half-breed, I fought, I pounded complete armies into submission, but I couldn't stop Hamilton from taking Drogyn and Vale from Killing Wesley." There was a spark of fire in her eyes.

"Good... you speak you little cry baby." Spike said seeing it would take a while for her to get back on her feet. "Now give me a reason why I shouldn't toss you back into the sarcophagus that you came out of and bury you alive." Spike said as he scathed her as Illyria took her fear and turned it to anger.

"Half-breed... I want to kill you..." Illyria said as she started to pull him towards her.

"Good... Go ahead and hit me." Spike said as he reached down and grabbed a handful of breast and fondled it knowing that would get her pissed at him big time.

"You dare... touch me..." Illyria yelled as she hauled off and slugged him right across the jaw.

"Now... Do you feel alive?" Spike said as Illyria looked at him in shock.

"What???" Illyria said looking at her hand.

"Do you feel alive?" Spike said again as he got up off of the floor.

"No I feel angry Half-breed." Illyria said letting anger fill her voice.

"Good... You are showing some signs of life..." Spike said as he moved towards her... "Now what do you want in life???" Spike said as he put a question towards her.

"Half-breed you have nothing you can offer me." Illyria said as she got up off of the bed and started to move towards Spike.

"Well what you have dreams about???" Spike said as he egged her on.

"I want to have a life... I want to be known as a warrior... I want armies to tremble at my feet... I want my Children to know they are offspring of a noble people. I wanted to fornicate with Wesley and gain acceptance in his eyes." Illyria said as she grabbed Spike by the throat again.

"So you want to have children..." Spike said as he kept egging her on. "Oh, come on... I don't see you as being the type of person who wants children other than to feast on their cooked and well roasted bodies." Spike said as Illyria fumed.

"I DO NOT feast on children..." Illyria said as she punched back rapidly as Spike drew her out the door.

"Baby eater..." Spike mocked at her. "What ever is eating at you, you better speak up your highness." Spike said as Illyria kept moving towards him.

"You dare mock me... I wish to hurt you more..." Illyria said as Spike kept her moving.

"Good... hurt me... rip out my bloody heart... I know that you have repressed most of your God-King Ego since Wesley's death... you scared Twit. What ever did you see in that drunk bastard?" Whatever Spike said with those last words had hit the nail squarely on the head.

"You dare... Speak that name... You dare...call him Drunk... he was in pain...." With that Illyria summoned a battle-axe and started to slice at him wildly. "The Same pain I am in...."

"Oh, I hit a nerve, you lost little girl." Spike's mockery was getting her angry. Whatever she was hiding was about to come out.

"You have... Now I will rip yours out." Illyria screamed as she ran towards him and he grabbed Illyria's shirt and rolled backwards flipping her on her back...

"Good... you're angry you Slut..." Spike said as whatever was about to happen, pushing the buttons the way he was, he was about to get answers. That was when Illyria jumped up and took a slice at his shirt. "Now you got some life in you still. I thought being with the Slayers and going native had made you weak."

"Weak... I could crush you with my hands..." Illyria said as she lunged at him again.

"Good, lets get this in a place that is a bit more open..." Spike said as he jumped down the balcony and landed in the lobby. "I'm waiting for your Blue..."

"You dare run from me. I will have your spine Half-breed." Illyria said as she jumped down and landed on the lobby floor. Several Slayers, Demon Hunters, Demon Warriors all watched the scene unfolding around them.

"Spike what are you doing?" Angel said as he walked out of his office.

"Just watch..." was all Spike said as Illyria started running towards him swinging her axe.

"Half-breed... you shall die for your impudence." Illyria yelled.

"Good... you got some fire in you... It is good to have the bitchy Queen Goddess back." Spike said as he blocked a blow with a sword.

"I am angry... I pound you." Illyria said getting more simplistic with her speech.

"Good, pound away." Spike said as he kept moving backwards as he not so much dodged her blows but drew her out. But it was something subtly happening to Illyria she was rolling her jaw as if she was getting the feel of something.

"My Maul, feels like it was in the Old." Illyria said as she started to get more aggressive in her fighting.

"More confident aren't ya.... Good I thought I would be fighting a weak amateur." Spike said as his bloodlust started to go. That was when he let out his true vampire self, fangs and all.

"Good let us take this outside." Spike said as he kicked to door to the lobby open and led her out into the garden.

"Yes, the night sky would be a fitting place to slay you Half-breed." Illyria said as she started to grow more blue in her face and a slight tearing started to take place as the clothes Illyria was wearing started to rip as her form started to change and two tendrils ripped out of the back of her shoulder blades.

"Come one is that all you have." Spike said as Illyria lashed again.

"I wish to mame you... I want your spine." Illyria screamed as she lashed again.... with one of her tendrils.

"So.... You want to die... Like Wesley..." Spike said as she roared again.

"Ah... Wes... You destroyed everything about him..." Spike said egging her on.

"Pain... is what I feel... I will make violence on you." Illyria lashed again as more ripping occurred to her clothing as the legs of her garment started to pull away and show squid legs...

"Good get it out of your system." Spike said as with a inhuman roar and each lashing more and more of Illyria's garment tore off of her body as a more demony squid thing took its place as they started to move between the cars and through the evening traffic heading by the hotel...

"Pain.... I wish for pain... I want to put pain to my enemies for what they have taken from me." Illyria roared as she started to slash at him with her tendrils now...

"Good, It is nice to see that you have a true face." Spike said looking at the squid demon creature that was Illyria... Well more like a shrunk one-eighth scale version of the mighty God-King that was about the same height as Fred in high heels.

"I wish for death...." Illyria slammed at Spike as she flung a tendril at him. Spike using his quickened reflexes that he had gained from the many sparring matches with Illyria, grabbed her tendril and flung his hand forward into her face leaving a large hand mark across the front of it. Stunned Illyria roared again... Attempting to choke Spike, but since he didn't need any air he kept punching her.

Using his weight Spike got some leverage on Illyria and hauled off and bit Illyria's tendril with his fangs. Not since the time he attempted to eat one of the Sunnydale high Swim team members had he tasted anything so foul.

"Blach..." Spike said spitting out a mouth full of blood as Illyria roared in pain. "You taste horrible." Spike continued as Illyria dropped him to the ground.

"You dare... Mame me... I will destroy you weak half-breed." Illyria lunged again with one of her Bat'leth blades grasped between two pairs of her tendrils. Spike saw the blow coming and rolled out of the way as it impacted the concrete sidewalk in front of a sandwich shop and became embedded. Spike quickly getting to his feet jumped and rolled over Illyria's back and grabbed by the head and slammed her against the store's front wall by the window.

"Illyria looked at yourself..." Spike said bringing her face so that she could see her reflection in the window as several patrons inside looked on in horror as they saw Pink and Blue creature that looked like an adult version of the Squid baby from the first Men In Black movie. "... Would Wesley have wanted you to become a self destructive individual. Yeah... you helped a Slayer... Went native... hell you killed the guy that murdered him and slew an entire army in his name.... I hurt too." Spike said as Illyria got a true look at herself and saw her true form... Not so much her demon self, but the pain in her eyes. "You said yourself that 'To never die... and to conquer all, that is winning' Well Blue you are slowly killing yourself a bit at a time... Wes is gone... You are still alive. Now if you want to honor him. Live. Conquer the foe that is claiming your existence and your life in the process." Spike said as Illyria started move towards the window looking at her features as she reached out and touched her reflection.

"I am in my true form???" Illyria was in shock her brain was racing to catch up to herself as she spoke. Every section of Illyria's demon form looked monstrous, but it was how she was behaving was like a ton of bricks had hit her as she touched the reflection in the mirror. "How???" The question hit her as she started to revert back to her human form. Her very naked human form. Spike took off his long leather jacket and moved to cover her.

"I don't know, maybe part of you that wanted to lash out, got out and told you that you were still alive." Spike said as a crowd was gathering around them.

"Leery???" A child's voice called out. Illyria's brain started to register something as she had to hear her name being called out a third time by the child for her to turn to see who was

"Um... is it just me or I think you got a fan?" Spike said as Illyria looked down at the child.

"Lil???" Illyria said with worry and confusion.

"Um... is that monster thing you?" The child said as Spike took notice of the blue hair and twin strips down the girl's neck.

"It used to be..." Illyria said unsure how to proceed. ".... I do not know... what it means now???"

"Okay, Blue..." Spike said reverting to his human form. "... I know that Wes is gone... but come on... what is eating at you???"

"Leery... What's wrong?" The child said as the air currents shifted and he could smell that the child wasn't fully human and had a touch of demon to her. That was when Illyria lost it.

"I loved Wesley.... When I though everything I could lose could be lost. He helped me find life... I had feelings one of my kind shouldn't have..." Illyria was fully crying by this time not tears of anger or self pity, but tears of repressed emotions and regret. "I wanted him to accept me... I took Fred's form... hoping it would please him... I lied to him that all of Fred was gone... I wanted him to Accept Illyria of the Prymordium... I wanted up to when he died to learn this world through his eyes... He never accepted me as weak... he saw me as one... as a whole... Strong and yet fragile as Pillars of a Zupancic tree, delicate yet beautiful as a flower with thorns." Illyria was in pain by this time as she fell to the ground. "I wanted to bathe in this pain and joy of this human filth and become part of it..." Illyria was in complete breakdown mode. "My pride... My Ego... I have nothing left to give..." Spike moved by her and just slowly started to pat at her shoulder.

"Love you are still alive... Wesley knew that you would go on." Spike said as he looked at Illyria. "All he wanted from you was to be his friend. You had both lost your worlds. Between going all Slayer and All, then becoming a walking ball of nerves... You have so issues to work out." Spike said he noticing the crowd getting larger.

"Leery... come on... its getting cold out here." The child said as drops of rain started to fall down as she started to nudge at Illyria's shoulder.

"Come one Blue..." Spike said as he got up as he started to ache from the rain. "We need to go inside."

"Half-breed...." Illyria said as she looked up at Spike. "How do humans deal with the pain??? I have tried to use the poison Wesley used to get over his pain... All it did was to bring about dreams of the past." Illyria said as she started to get soaked.

"Blue... Time... it takes Time Blue... that and opening up... Ego and All." Spike said as he bent down and picked up Illyria in his arms and walked her back into the Hyperion Hotel leaving the Bat'leth axe blade behind buried in the cement.


"Hostile Seventeen is leaving the premises with unclassified Sub-T Sir." The voice said as video recording equipment monitored Spike and Illyria heading back into the Hyperion Hotel.

"What action should we take?" The Subordinate queried.

"Retrieve the weapon after the crowd disburses... I want to get a DNA sample." The commander said as he waited for his reply.

"Understood, waiting for a clear moment to retrieve the weapon Sir before returning to base." The subordinate said as the Commander looked over at another monitor.

"Has Team Sixteen acquired a fix on Subject three fourteen?" The commander said as on a computer monitor showed the face of a light skinned African woman followed by an overlay of the same woman with decaying bug-devouring flesh.

"Yes... The Clone of the being called Jasmine the Devourer has been spotted. Given that we are sending in automated retrieval units to like the ones used on the Wolfram and Hart facility, getting her back this time will not be a problem, Sir." Another Subordinate said as he looked at a burned and battered dog tag lying before him.

IPA MIL: 93982 S-A4

FARLEY, MESA

9087-9891-332-BJ02021

TYPE O POS

"Chaos will be mine on the humans." The commander said as he pulled out a sheet labeled, Battle of Serenity Casualty list. "Chaos will be mine on humanity."


Shendell was running for her life... Why didn't her persuasive powers work on them? She didn't want to eat anyone; she just wanted to be left alone.

Whenever she ate people she experienced their memories, their pain, their lives... it made her sick... even if they did die happy. All she wanted was to exist. So she had started to eat large animals so keep up her strength.

"There she is..." A voice rang out... Shendell ran faster and she didn't want to look back as she ran with full force through a chain link fence leaving a gaping hole in it and tearing her flesh in the process.

"Shen... got to get up..." She said to herself as she ran harder. Then a weight slammed into her.

"Got ya," One of they cyborgs said as his cybernetic hand held on her shoulder and yanked her back. The decaying flesh and metal face grinned sickly at her. Out of instinct Shendell spewed from her mouth a mixture of digestive corrosive fluids and carnivorous insects onto the cyborgs face. The carnivorous matter started to eat away at the organic matter of the flesh leaving only behind the metal. At that time she wished she hadn't done that. He didn't have bone under his skin or what was left of it. He had metal and as he opened his mouth or what was left of it a dart fired from it and landed in her neck and an electrical shock flowed into her system leaving her dazed.

"Subject captured.... returning to base..." The now faceless soldier said as with what strength Shendell had left she grabbed a necklace off of his neck and pulled it off before she lost consciousness. Little did she know that that necklace would be the key to finding her as an faceless red figure above her watched in horror drag her away to a nearby van.


"I feel bothered because I feel Bothered." Illyria said as she bathed. So much like a human she was now... she could be hurt. How she had spat at Wesley for saying those words as she brought up a hand to her chest. He had known what was under this proud prideful exterior... How blind was she to the facts... Her jaw hurt, her face raw... Spike knew... Angel knew... No worshippers... She...

Illyria felt hurt... Fred felt hurt... Two beings wrapped in one body...

"Illyria... I had sex with Wesley..." The Fred voice spoke through her mouth...

"You dare Speak...." Illyria spat as she scratched. Her skin itched...

"They know... Gunn knows..." Fred spoke again...

"I wish not to hear you..." Illyria said as she got out of the shower-dripping wet.

"Dry off Illyria or you will get sick." Fred Spoke again...

"No... I will not..." Illyria said as she moved into the bedroom and saw Gunn standing there. She stopped as water dripped off of her naked body.

"Illyria… I know how much Lil means to you as a link to your pass… Hell Harriet came by to invite you to that Interspecies Mixer so that you could start to understand that you were not alone in the world. Plus you opened up to that Small girl when you wouldn't let any one else in during your period of weakness." Fred said as she started to plead with Illyria to get her to look towards the future.

"Um, Illyria I see that you are talking to yourself again." Gunn said seeing Illyria standing there.

"I was not... I was talking with my Shell." Illyria said attempting to spite the being she was attached to. "Her impulses are overriding my will."

"Illyria you were avoiding the issue," Fred Spoke again... Gunn was shocked at what he was seeing.

"Charles... Sorry, I..." Fred commanded Illyria's arms to cover herself but Illyria willed them to stay put, which only gave a moment of modesty to Fred's personality.

"Human what do you wish to speak to me about?" Illyria ordered.

"Illyria... how long... how long has Fred been fighting to get out of you?" Gunn said as he moved over to her.

"Since I took her shell to be my vessel." Illyria said with no distain. "I wasn't expecting for the human to explore my memories." Illyria said as Fred butted in.

"Okay Ms. Nudist... you won't cover up this body we are in then I will tell Gunn that you were a Pot Head like me while growing up." Fred said changing her body stance that Gunn knew it was Fred. At that moment Gunn started to giggle.

"Wait..." Gunn giggled more with a grin of utter humor hitting his face. "I can't exactly see Illyria as being a Pot Head... But some of what I am picturing is hilarious." Gunn said as he loosened up his stance and started to swagger some... "Whoa... man... I'm an Old One... Yeah... Groovy man..." Gunn said doing a bit of a Spike impression in there with his Stoned Surfer dude. Illyria just looked mortified.

"Stop it human..." Illyria said as she attempted to be big and Bad, but was failing utterly. Gunn stopped when he saw the pain in her eyes.

"Sorry Blue," Gunn said as he moved over to hug her.

"These human emotions are like a curse... I cannot control them... they sway like the currents of the wind, going from soft to violent." Illyria said as Gunn could see the conflict inside herself and it wasn't with Fred.

"Easy there..." Gunn said as he embraced her. There was tension running through Illyria's form as all the muscles in her shoulders and lower back clenched. "... Why don't you tell me about it." Gunn said as he kissed Illyria on the forehead.

"You show human affection for me???" Illyria said as she looked up as she looked into Gunn's eyes.

"Yes he does..." Fred said just taking over a small section of Illyria's mind and letting her know.

"Do... do you desire Fred Back... I can give her body back to her and I can..." That was when Fred voiced her opinion...

"Illyria I know that you won't do that... You're too scared... I know why... and I respect it. Remember I have been your memories too. That and the Oracles want us to be in this body together... Remember..." Fred said as she vocalized through the Shell's mouth. Gunn realized that Fred was asserting herself on Illyria like some computer virus.

"Fred... Please tell me what do you want?" Illyria said being raw again...

"Tell them the truth... you are very prideful and have an ego the size of North America. Not get this through your head... You want respect... Well among humans you have to earn it... hell you went native with the Slayers thinking that you could be their leader... Shit..." Fred said using her best French... "... For the most part they saw you as a Slayer in Training... An Apprentice..." Fred said as her words bit into Illyria. "Illyria... you want everything given to you... Well here is News Lady... In this world you have to earn it... Now.... if you want respect... Tell Gunn everything.... " Fred said as Illyria felt conflict race through her mind.

"Gunn, can you please get the sheet so I have something to cover myself with." Illyria said swallowing most of her ego for that moment and watched Gunn full the top sheet from the bed and wrap it around her body. "You wish to know about me..." Illyria said sparking her finger and placed it by Gunn's forehead. "I shall share out of respect for the shell." With that Gunn was pulled into Illyria's mind.


Harmony was placing the plastic paint tarp around the floor of the restaurant before the camel was being brought in. For Vinji demons from Turkey, eating Camel was a delicacy even when it was raw but Harm was looking forwards tasting some of the blood. A young demon girl standing behind her looked at her with a grin on her face.

"You know for a Vampire that is dating my cousin, you aren't so bad." The girl said in her black and white waitress uniform.

"Well, I did earn this job fair and square." Harmony said grinning.

"Yeah, you did have to eat the other candidates before my dad settled on you." The girl said glaring at her.

"Hey... I got hungry." Harm said in her defense.

"Yeah... Well be glad that my Uncle Richard doesn't find out that you are a Vampire. He might want to stake you to make sure that his current marriage works out." The girl said as Harm dropped the restraint tape on the floor.

"What???" Harmony Stammered out of her in shock.

"Yeah... Uncle Richard was hot about this Ethno-demonologist babe, was going to marry her, but when she found out the entire brain eating of the Ex thing and the stripper at the bachelor party she broke it off. But mostly he blames the fact that the Ex brought some vampire to the bachelor party for putting some weird bad mojo on him. So whenever he sees a vamp he tends to want to stake them." The girl said as she kicked out another bunch in the roll. Harmony who was standing on the edge of her seat was worried that she would be next.

"So.... this entire banquet of the Vinji clans thing might go well for me if your uncle doesn't find out I'm a..." Harmony did an imaginary vamp turn with her hands doing a little fangy clawy thing. "Gurr..." She finished.

"I saw a vampire once get staked by a Slayer..." An elderly male voice said behind Harmony. "... The speed was unlike anything I had seen."

"Grandpa..." The girl said as Harmony looked at the old man.

"Natasha Govilvic, listen to me young one. I may be old, but back in the Sixties when I was young like you I decided to raise some mayhem of my own. Then I met the Slayer... I still wake up at night in terror at what that Slayer did."

"Grandpa... Slayers only go after Demon folk if you do something bad. So what did you do in your infamous youth to get one after you?" Tash said as she moved a table back into place over the plastic before breaking out another sheet to cover it. "Man... Dad wants the table covered and then some." Tash said carefully.

"Well, I did try to mug some guy she was dating... That and the nude photos of her I had taken while she was going skinny-dipping." The grandfather said with some embarrassment.

"Grandpa... Wow... you were a perve when you were younger?" Tash said with almost shock.

"Well I can top that... I went to high school with one... and tried to eat her baby sister." Harmony said as Tash's jaw hit the floor. "Having your minions impaled by your favorite wooden unicorn tends to want to make you leave the city, ergo the coast."

"Wow... and I thought seeing an actual Slayer was big..." You top it Harm... "So, what did she look like?" The girl egged on.

"Well she had blond hair, a little on the thin side but she could definitely pound our ass into the floor." Harmony said as Tash looked at her.

"Wow and I thought seeing one drop kick thirty vamps in cheesy gay pride rainbow-est. robes attempt to munch on my and my friend Dara." Tash said as harmony dropped another table she was holding.

"What did you say???" Harmony said in shock as she looked at Tash...

"I saw two Slayers take out a whole nest of Vampires." Tash continued as Harmony listened on in horror. "I mean the dark haired one was stabbing like crazy... But it was the one with the blue hair I would have wanted to see fight. From what Dara said about this girl's fighting style... It was like a John Woo flick... Plus... she had this weirdo name... what was it... Lera... Lerry..." Tash said attempting to remember the name as it hit her... "Oh, I remember Illyria." Harmony looked over at Tash as the Vampire blood in her veins drained from her face.

"Anything specific about how she was behaving around you?" Harmony said worried and gulping in the process.

"Well Illyria did say that she needed to pummel the Half-breeds... I think she was meaning vampires... considering that she was pretty distraught over losing some guy named Wesley... I would hate to be the Vampire that sucked his blood out and killed him." Tash said as she turned to see Harmony fainting out cold...

"Harmony..." Tash said as she ran over to her Vampire co-worker. "I hope this isn't about me telling you about the Slayer?" With that Tash started to pat at Harmony's face in an attempt to wake her up.


Annetta Cain looked down at the necklace in her hands... Those... Whatever they were living dead dudes took... What would be the best way to say the girl they had taken... "Vomit Girl" away...

"I need help..." Anetta said as she looked at her red hand. "I need to find Illyria...." With that Annetta jumped up onto the side of a building and started running across rainy rooftops to get to the Hyperion Hotel. "I hope that she can help me?" She said as she ran harder as her magical enhanced form moved across the tar-tacked surfaces she was on.


Gunn was sleeping by Illyria... This was only the second time they had shared a bed together but it was the first time that they had have had sex. The difference with Illyria than having Sex with Fred was that Old blue was very explorative when it came to both their bodies. It was like making love to a virgin, a really scared virgin who just learned of how her plumbing worked with a man's.

Between learning that Fred or Fred's spirit was alive in Illyria had made him more sympatric to the blue demon woman... Spike was attempting to force Illyria to cope with Wes's death and help her find some sense of direction away from the self-destruction she was on. It was strange... Hearing Fred again...

Between going into that Vulcan Mind meld thing Illyria had done... Fred had taken up residence in Illyria's memories exploring the memories like any other problem to be solved. And yet Fred and Illyria had come to a truce of sorts... I mean having someone in your head learning all the intimate secrets one would have would be disturbing enough but... There was an understanding between the two... Fred has said that Illyria was just now a scared woman who... even though prideful, knew that she needed to find a purpose. Fred had literally taken her by the hand and given her a new view on things... But as monstrous egos go... Fred had put her foot down on Illyria. But it was Illyria's curiosity about things that kept her going so Fred used it when she could to guide Illyria...

"Illyria..." Gunn said as he leaned over and stroked her bare shoulder... The blue stain not so much fading but letting warm flesh reflect through. "...You okay?"

"I do not know... My body has had sensations I have not experienced before... but the merging of our two fleshes..." There was a long pause from Illyria as she thought. "... Fred, was... understanding... I feel lost ... yet safe..." Illyria said concerned and relieved.

"You feel like you are flying without wings..." Gunn said as Illyria's teared filled face looked up at him.

"... Gunn... Is this what human attachment feels like???" Illyria's sense of courtesy took over...

"I'm not sure..." Gunn said as he continued to think... "What was it like for you??? I know that Fred is in there and..."

".... You are wondering it this was an intellectual exercise for me to explore the Sh... Fred?" Illyria caught herself somewhat worried of her actions.

"Well, we just wanted to know what had happened to this form..." Illyria continued as she looked at the bruises on her body as she tugged away a section of shedding flesh on her arm... "Fred is correct, the form is attempting to strike a balance between my needs and hers..."

"Yeah... well" Gunn said as he rubbed at the blue line on her forehead as a thin line of skin came off and more of a peach layer was revealed with a more clearer blue pattern. "I think whatever you are changing into, I wouldn't be too surprised that you don't grow those tendrils out of your back again." Gunn said as a tendril morphed out of Illyria's back and caressed his face.

"I just found out I could do that Human.... I feel like my old Jaw has returned." Illyria said as she closed her eyes and caressed Gunn's old wound with her tendril letting a sense of calm overtake her...

"Yeah... it probably would mean that the more at peace you and Fred are with each other, the more power you gain back." Gunn said as he stroked her neck.

"I have become my own enigma to solve..." Illyria said as she sat up and moved out of the bed letting the tendril retreat into the flesh of her bare back as she walked towards Fred's Mirror.

"Blue... You okay..." Gunn said as he noticed a complete change in her mood.

"Human... the Half-breed Spike is right... I must take pride in that I am alive." Illyria said, as she turned naked towards Gunn... "Yet... I have my own inner battles... is this what it is like to be human... to have a constant battle inside of one that makes the conflicts of my people look like an insect fighting over its food." Illyria turned towards the mirror... "I bare the stain of buses that even blemish my soul... And the Stain and marking of my people crash and ebb like the tides of a mighty ocean. Is this what I am supposed to be to the Wolf, Ram and Hart... A cruel joke on the world." Illyria said as she changed into Fred's form.

"Is this what I am supposed to be... A type of Half-breed that is troubled because of their troubles... Am I less or am I more???" The questions were not being aimed at Gunn but towards herself.

"Blue... Maybe this is a journey you are on... Nothing to be revealed until things fall into place, you are at the start of it." Gunn said as Illyria moved back towards the bed...

"I wish to make and bare your larva with you..." Illyria said very frankly...

"Are you saying you are in love with me?" Gunn said as Illyria tiled her head with her look of questioning.

"I... I do not know... I have.... Is that your desire???" Illyria said as she moved on top of him.

"Blue... just give things time...." Gunn said as Illyria started to bite her lip...

"Do you wish Fred and her Personality in this shell... to be more prevalent..." Illyria said as she started to get worried...

"Illyria... Do you... do you feel comfortable as who you are?" Gunn asked as Illyria looked at her hand and let the blue of her demon self bleed through onto Fred's skin but attempting to keep Fred's' body tone close to the old shell's as possible.

"Golly... Gunn... I do not know..." Fred's chipper ness showed through as it slowly faded to the background... "I wish to explore..." Illyria said in her own tone of voice as Fred's appearance started to blend with her's. "... I am stumbling through this world and the recent battle with Spike has forced me to see that whatever pride I have had... is slowly destroying me or is misplaced." Illyria leaned forward. "I wish not to serve yet.... I serve... I am confused..." Illyria said as Gunn ran his hand up Illyria's bare arm.

"You are learning what it is to be part of a course Blue... You are learning that there are other strengths out there other than your own... Some higher and in smaller numbers, others in mass numbers but at lower levels... Not everyone can be a soloist..." Illyria started to bite at her lip when Gunn said this... "Sometimes... depending on the song... their strengths come through. You are still trying to find your song... don't worry... I'm still trying to find mine as well and I am a bit off key." Gunn said as a tear came down her face.

"Do you wish me to sing a part of the Song of the Green?" Illyria said wondering if Gunn in his own broken and disjointed way would help her.

"Blue... I haven't heard you sing... I have heard some of what Fred like to sing, but not you." Gunn said as a grin slowly started to form on Illyria's face.

"I will sing for you..." With that Illyria started to ponder about what section of the song she was going to sing...

"You know Blue... We have to find a way to help keep your clothes on because." Gunn slowly traced I finger up to her shoulder... "You look beautiful like...."

"Like the light that opens the flowers." Illyria said as she started to hum a few lines before opening into full verse of a language that only a few entities in existence could have ever heard.


Annetta Cain was flying across rooftops until she saw the Hyperion Hotel... Annetta had followed Illyria for days since she had shown up with the Amazons... Annetta had wished that she hadn't been different, that was until she had seen Illyria and the other Amazons fighting to save the City on TV... There were being like her out there. They had powers and fought evil... A simple thing for a child of eight years of age... But... It was scary and exiting...

"Mommy... can I be a superhero when I grow up." She had said to her mom....

"Honey... I don't think so... Superheroes only exist in make-believe and on Cartoons..." Her mom had said... "What if I did have super powers, then I could help find the men that got daddy in trouble and bring them to justice then he would be set free." She had said to her mom...

"Annetta... Things don't work out the same in the real world as in fantasy... Things tend to break down." He mom had said... "All you have to do is hope for the best." She had said to Annetta. Those words had bitten down on her...

"But Daddy is a good man... Good people don't go to jail..." she had pleaded with her mom.

"As you get older the truth is something you will not like to hear." With that her mom left crying and locked herself in the bathroom leaving Annetta in the bedroom alone...

"I will bring the ones that put Daddy away behind bars... Then we can be a family again..." Annetta said as she left her mom there and went into her room and closed the door. That was several weeks ago... Annetta was still searching, but with the discovery of her powers she had been experimenting. But seeing Illyria those few times had made want to be like her. That was when Annetta stopped on the rooftop across from the Hyperion. A strange place, but if this was Superhero central then she might be able to get help then she saw Illyria come out of the roof door. Illyria was wearing a bathrobe and she was looking up at the night sky.

"Wesley... Why does the pain continue? I know that I have avoided my Grief." Illyria said as she walked around as Annetta saw that Illyria was moving around the roof in her bare feet letting the sticky tar and wet gravel adhere to them. "... Is this what you wanted me to realize... to cope with the loss... to face it like any other enemy???" Illyria let her shoulders slump down... "The Half-breed is right... I need to face my Grief like any other... Wesley... Do you see the stars from the other side???" Then Annetta's foot slip... "Who goes there!!! Reveal yourself!!!" Illyria commanded as Annetta moved from the shadows...

"Sorry..." Annetta said as Illyria looked at the strange creature before her.

"What sort of being are you?" Illyria said as she tilted her head in attempt to understand what she was seeing.


Illyria knew the cold would have no effect on her shell, but the garment that she had wrapped around her nude frame had a scent of Wesley on it. But it was the red creature standing before her had her full attention. The creature bore no visible face to its human bipedal form... It had two long Annetta emerging from its forehead, but given how the skin was shifting it was like it was a garment was covering its entire skin. So the creature before her was not naked, but concealed as revealed by each of the toes and fingers hanging off of every curve on the creature giving off the appearance of nudity.

"Your garment... it is like my armor...." Illyria looked using her vision that could peel through the layers of reality.

"Well, I kinda of summoned it..." the female said in an almost embarrassed way. A mood unfitting for a warrior. "Wow... Your are Illyria...." The creature said as she moved forward offing out a hand. Illyria moved and summoned one of her blades and commanded the robe she was wearing to adhere to her body and form a partial body suit to her royal vestments.

"Being state why you are here? Or be gone from my presence." Illyria commanded.

"Um.... Well I thought you could help me.... See.... I saw a... Well a mutant like us be grabbed by a few... Terminator... Arnie dudes.... and I thought you could..." The being was behaving with no sense of urgency... Just attempting to force out words...

"Aid you in battle..." Illyria said looking at the being... "Tell me why you have sought me out..."

"I need your help," the creature said...

"I know that..." With that Illyria peered into the veils of reality to see the creature's true form... she was shocked at what she found... "You are a child...." The creature moved back in fear unlike being confronted by a herd of Hell Beasts.

"How did you know? Now one knows what I look like..." The child said as Illyria lowered her blade...

"I see through illusion young one..." Illyria said as she slowly moved towards the girl... "Would you feel comfortable talking to me in your true form." Illyria said as she realized that she would need tact in dealing with what was before her...

"Um... You wouldn't be ashamed at having a kid around?" The child said as Illyria slowly took her by the hand.

"No I would not young one.... Come... we must speak with the Half-breed Angel." With that Illyria guided the girl down as the Illusion started to fade to reveal the young ethnic mixed Metizo girl with Blond Curly hair.


Nina Ash was in the lobby... It had been over two hours since Spike and Illyria had their little brawl... Nina's head was still spinning... Fred... or what was left of Fred was sharing a body with a Demon... a scared... very mortal... Traumatized to hell and back demon... Who was searching for any ties to a world that was long gone?

What every peace treaty Fred had struck with the creature must have been one for the history books because anything that would make her werewolf form look like a chiawawa definitely took some reasoning with.

But it was the fact that Illyria seemed to be at peace now... More calmer than she had... Like whatever buttons Spike had hit had made her face her ghosts... that was when Nina saw Illyria coming down the stairs in a white, well the best thing she could say was it looked like a Female guest star on Star Trek one piece uniform with the legs cut off. Beside Illyria was a young girl about eight or nine years old being lead down by the hand who was wearing jeans and layered hooted red and yellow sweatshirt.

"Hey Illyria... Listen I'm sorry about what Amanda and her friend said about the...." Nina wished she could have phrased that a better way...

"Nina.... What was said couldn't be taken back." Illyria said with some confidence growing in her....

"Yes... But..." Nina Stopped as she got a whiff of Illyria's body...

"You and Gunn... You didn't just and then you... you know...." Nina pointed to the child...

"No Nina... The fornication that me and Gunn performed did not produce this individual." Illyria said as she sat down on the circular couch with the child.

"Then she is..."

"A Client in search of our help." Illyria said as Fred's voice came through.


For the next hour Annetta told her story of herself and of the girl she had seen being grabbed. Gunn felt for the girl and offered to use his skills to see what he could do to help out her dad. But there was something that Illyria had felt... She was feeling a connection to things that felt old yet new at the same time... Some of the noble pride of battle and exploration that she had was returning as well as the need to do something. She felt a connection to the old... To having an Empire once again to sitting on a throne... But it wasn't that... This was more grounded less about status and more about action needed and actions taken...


Eve, former child of the Senior Partners of the Wolf, Ram and Hart lay curled up in the back of the old Ford Pickup Truck that Lindsey had fixed up... The truck bed tent that he had gotten hold of during his journey proved to be an adequate shelter for her. That was until her stomach decided to expunge its most recent contents and she thrust her head out of the tent and heaved hard onto the ground. Eve knew that she was with Lindsey's child.

"Lindsey..." Eve said as she pulled her head back in and laid back down on the plywood but panel on the truck bed in her sleeping bag. "... I miss you." Eve said as she sunk into the artic sleeping bag and curled into a ball as she pulled of her shirt to let the cool night air caress her bare back as her mind drifted back to the moments she heard Lindsay playing his guitar and singing.

"My Beautiful Eve,

My one and only Eve

The one with hair the color of gold

The one that warmed the hard of cold

My Beautiful Eve,

My One and only Eve"

Eve let the tears run down her face... that was until she got scared but the sound of thunder about her and bright lights shining through the tent. Eve was so scared that she ripped the sleeping bag open and grabbed the pressured repeating crossbow that Lindsay had purchased from a mystical arms dealer in LA. The Senior Patterns wouldn't take her. Then there was a crunch as the tent ripped as she fell forwarded back into the cab of the pickup truck as the felt the truck being dangled up.

"What the...." Eve said aloud as she grabbed hold to the edge of the underside of the tie down of the truck bed with one hand and grasping like crazy the crossbow as she heard the glass of the truck back window crack under her foot. Eve looked up to see that a metal four-pronged claw similar to the one used in auto salvage grabbed onto the truck bed. Whoever they were they were taking her and the truck with them.

Eve got worried more and more as she felt the line start to pull her up then there was a change in the light as it started to elevate the inter truck and she realized that she was in an aircraft and from the sound of it was defiantly a jet or some sort of large aircraft.

"Denjen wa..." A male voice said as she started to notice that the voice as Chinese or probably if she hearing right Wheaton...

"No. Sha va va na." Another male voice said.

"Okay..." A third voice said. "Lock it down... our boss wants what is in this ground transport piece of Cossic."

"Cossic..." Eve said to herself... Wheaton... these guys were from Wheaton.... The Senior Partners must have called in their pals from that side of the Bulk... "Okay lets open her up." The voice said as a figure started to come forward the still hanging truck... With that Ever aimed towards the shadow and pulled the trigger letting a volley of five arrows discharge through the fabric of the tent before she started to shoot at random as she logged through the hole she had made.

Eve rolled across the cold metal floor of the aircraft as her eyes quickly adjusted to the bright lights of the cargo area. Quickly seeing a netted down pallet of shipping cargo crates Eve Ran as hard as her bare feet could and dogged behind of them. Eve's heart was beating so hard that not since she had run from Hamilton the night she had lost her immortality and later the night that she escaped from the LA offices of Wolfram and Hart.

"Sciliani... Aida... Trandot... remember our employer wants her alive." A voice said over the loud speakers. "So go gentle on her. We don't get paid if she is damaged or dead."

"Shavea na... Da va... We heard you boss. But she is armed." One of the men said as Eve looked around the Cargo hold she was in to scope things out to see if there was anyway that she could get out.

"Use stun rounds..." The leader said over the speaker.

"Will do..." then there was a pause as Eve heard under his voice... "Jackass..."

Eve started to move backwards and climb up a crate so she could have a better shot at who was coming for her. Her bare feet touched cold stone and she looked down to see a Sarcophagus of an old one that had a gem cracked out from it. It wasn't until she heard a soft phut and a sharp pain in her back as she fell down face first on the Sarcophagus as the Iris opened just enough to let a wift of Demon essence head into her nose before closing.

"Got her." One of the men said as he came up by her and rolled her over.

"Good, take her to medical and strap her down." The voice said over the intercom as Eve in her semi lucid state could feel herself being picked up and carried over the shoulder.

"You know that this Dame... has a good looking chassy to her." One of the men said as Eve knew that they were talking about her body and probably mostly about her bare chest.

"Yeah... A bit on the small side but a handful is all you need to be happy." Another said, as Eve was heaved off of his shoulder and placed on some examining table as Eve sensed another person coming into the room.

"Guys leave... I need to strip her and prep her for statius, and the last thing I need is your hormones oozing all over her. Now Scram!!!" A female voice said as She started to stick various needles into Eve and start to cut Eve's clothes off of her body as she lay on the cold steel table.

All Eve could think of was Lindsay and the safety of her unborn baby as darkness over took her.


Part 12,

New Players in Town,