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Angel snarled and twitched about in pain as the electrical current kept his muscles from responding as they should. In one small corner of his mind the vampire was surprised and impressed at the tactic the armored form had opted on, making his vampiric strength worked against him in this case.
The rest of his mind was, of course, filled with all the nasty things he intended to do once he managed to get his hands on the walking tin can.
It was forty-five seconds after the attack started that the small power cell finally died stopping the flow of electricity through his body.
Inhaling a deep gasp of unneeded air, Angel carefully rolled onto his stomach before forcing himself up to his knees. Resting there a moment, the ensouled vampire jerked the small device out of his body with a grimace when the small prongs ripped out of his flesh.
Glaring at the small piece of technology, Angel pulled his hand back to shatter the micro-tazer, and froze before following through on the impulse. While he couldn't do anything with it, there was a possibility that Giles or Willow could. Slipping the small device into his coat pocket, Angel shook off the last lingering effects of the attack before working his way to his feet and moving to check Buffy.
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Willow stared at the system that was currently testing the power supply she had pulled out of the robotic demon that had once been her online boyfriend. She wondered how she had gone from a shy geeky computer nerd to pulling apart robot-demons to help one of her two super-hero friends fight the forces of darkness.
For a moment, Willow felt seriously out of her league; Angel was a vampire with a soul, Buffy and that new girl were Slayers, Giles was a Watcher and now even Xander had moved up from just being support guy to being the an internationally acknowledged superhero.
For a that brief moment in time Willow felt a deep sadness at being left behind before shaking the feeling off and setting her resolve face, she turned back to solving Xander's problem. If her best friend could work his way up to being a true hero, then there was nothing saying she couldn't too.
It was several hours later that Xander entered the warehouse with the injured slayer held carefully in his arms. He paused at the multitude of items hooked up to a small soda can sized generator while an exhausted redhead snored from her position slumped over the workshop table.
Setting Kendra in the Hyperchamber, Xander checked to make sure she didn't have a concussion before sealing her in and turning the system on to a general healing setting. After finishing up with her, Xander carefully pulled his armor off and set the entire thing on the charging stand.
After a quick shower to wash the sweat and grime off, he pulled on some clean clothes before he moved back to the workroom and carefully lifted the sleeping redhead off the table and lay her on the cot to sleep.
Stretching his exhausted muscles Xander slowly went about unplugging the system Willow had set up. He couldn't think of anything, save a micro Arc, unit that should have been capable of generating that much power in such a small package.
Unhooking the final system, Xander made a mental note to talk to Willow about it when she got up. He finished his day by making a few phone calls to the Rosenberg house and Sunnydale General Hospital before he collapsed into a pile of clean clothes and drifted off to sleep.
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"Hey Mike, this the one?"
The Older man turned to look over at his partner before focusing on the teen lying on the floor. After a quick check on the kid's information and the reports they had received, Mike nodded, "Yeah that's him, Billy Fordham, runaway. Says here he's terminal and suicidal," Mike said sadly before pulling the gurney over to him, "Better strap him down so he doesn't try to hurt himself, we'll make him as comfortable as possible until the end."
With a tired sigh, the two workers for the Sunnydale Mental Ward carefully loaded the disturbed teen into the medical transport. It was always sad to see one so young in this situation.
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Spike stumbled into the warehouse. He had been careful to backtrack and change directions several times in case the armored Knight decided to pursue him. With a curse at the interfering tinker-toy, Spike looked up as his sire slowly walked out of the back room and braced herself against the wall.
"Did the nasty Tin Man spoil my tea party?" she asked slowly as she tried to calm the screaming voices in her head.
Looking at her for a moment, Spike smiled as his sire proved yet again that even crazy it was always a good idea to listen her. "Yeah love, met the Tin Man tonight and you were right as always," the blonde Vampire said as he moved up to help the weakened master vampire back to her room. "Didn't even get to taste the slayer and there were no crumpets at all, you would have hated it," he said as the vampire leaned her head against his shoulder.
"The Tin Man has taken the Slayer under his shield now and he's going to protect her forever and ever and make us dance in the nasty sunlight," she whispered before looking up at her favorite creation. "I don't wanna play with the Tin Man, Spike. He's going to take away all our toys and leave me all alone," the insane vampire said before lying down on the large bed Spike had stolen for them when they first got to Sunnydale.
Considering things, Spike looked at her for a moment, "Dru love, how do you feel about a trip to Canada?" Spike asked and smiled at his sire's look. "I hear they have entire months with no sunlight," he explained as Drusilla nodded tiredly.
She wanted away from this town as fast as possible; she just hoped the mean badger man didn't get them, not that she was going to bring that up with Spike right now, he wasn't entirely right in the head.
"Spike, what's a Wolverine?" she asked as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
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(A/N) So, that's the end of the 'Lie to me' ep, Billy will have one more appearance, but not for several more chapters.
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