"This is just so great.", Spike commented around a cigarette. "What's going on here, Angel?", Buffy commented. "I thought things were going good.", she continued. Giles, Xander and Willow glanced around nervously.
Angelus stopped laughing. "This was entirely too easy.", he said. "If I'd have thought of this sooner, I would've made my own threat. See, Spike figured out that your greatest power is your freinds. And I knew the only way to beat you was to love you. So when Dru got wind of this Witch's Revenge bit, I got a plan. You need help, I offer it. You like what you get, you trust me. I seperate your people...send some to the hospital on the one night of the three nights a month one of them has to be chained down in his home, and get some freinds of my own-and you're beaten." Angelus jumped up and down with delight. "I've got you. I got you, Slayer."
Angel sauntered up to Buffy, whose face was now awash with tears. Buffy lifted a fist, and Angelus lifted a finger. "Ah, ah, ah. You even pretend to fight, and you'll just have to guess which of my boys shoots down your friends. And even if you could do that, there's no way you could stop the vampires I've sent to the hospital from killing your freinds there." Buffy's frown was dripping wet from the tears.
"So here's what you're going to do.", the vampire continued. "You're going to become a vampire.", he said. Giles and Willow gasped, while Xander moved between Willow and the other vampires. "Spike, can you take care of him?", Angelus asked. Spike flicked his cigarette into Xander's face. Xander batted at it wildly, and was unprepared for the blow Spike landed to his stomach. Xander went down, and Spike spun his wheel chair kicking Xander in the face.
When the boy hit his back to the ground, Giles miraculously produced a cross bow and leveled it at Angelus. Perhaps just as miraculously, Darla produced two pistols and shot the bow out of his hands, destroying it. "Are we done now?", Angelus asked. The vampire turned to Willow. "I'm not going to have to rape you to prove a point am I?", he told the frightened girl. Willow began to hyperventelate.
Angelus turned his attention back to Buffy. "You see what you've done? Because of you, all your friends are going to die. Now I'll give you a chance to save them." The vampire turned in a circle, slowly surveying his victory. "You become a vampire...and every single one of them lives. Of course, they'll have to promise to never hunt vampires again, but do you think they would without you?" Angelus returned to Buffy and clutched her to his chest. Despite herself, the weeping Slayer could feel her arms reaching for him. "You know you want to Buffy. No one will every harm your freinds again. Hell...even we can be together.", the vampire told the girl he coddled. Darla raised an eyebrow, but Dolton's hand steadied her.
Buffy pulled away from him. She only wanted to look him in the eyes, to know that it wasn't her Angel that was doing this to her. She was entirly ready to say yes. But Angelus saw something in her eyes. He didn't see his reflection, because vampires don't have reflections. He did see exactly what was behind him. And he was turning even before the vocalized warning reached his ears.
"Yeehaw!", the Brain yelled. "Ride the accumulated herd, cow boy!", he shouted. That wasn't the most pertinent fact. What was important was that the Brain was riding Oz in full werewolf form, guiding him by his chains as a herdsman would a horse. The werewolf leaped at Angelus just as the vampire was turning.
But Angelus was nothing if not fast. Sometimes, Angelus has been known to be so fast that a mortal couldn't follow his movement. The vampire spun as fast as he could, punching out as hard as he could. And Angelus' fist connected squarely on Oz's jaw. The Brain fell off the werewolf, seven feet to the ground. A loud crunching sound was heard, accompanied by the roar of a beast in pain. It wasn't Oz's yell, the werewolf was on the ground next to the Brain unconcious. All eyes turned to Angelus.
"Owwhuhhhh...", the vampire whined. He tried to hold his arm, but the wrist and the elbow were obviously dislocated. Angelus fell to his knees, trying to crawl away from Buffy and alleviate the pain from his fragmented arm. He only succeeded in getting a few feet from Buffy. Giles turned to make a break for it, but Dolton growled him back into line. "You wouldn't want to see how bloody necrophelia can get, would you Watcher?", Dolton bluffed.
Dru grabbed the whining Angelus, and Spike rolled up to him. "Hold him still pet.", Spike said. The vampire in the wheel chair grabbed Angelus' hand and pulled. With several pops, the nesseccary bones snapped into place. Angelus' yells of agony subsided into hoarse whimpers. But when he turned back to look at Buffy, only hate filled his eyes.
He launched himself from the ground and grabbed the Slayer by her throat with his good hand, lifting her off the ground slightly. "YOU....You miserable little bitch!", Angelus yelled at her, holding his recently injured arm to his torso. "I ought to cut your heart out right now and such the blood while you still breathe! I'm only going tell you this last time. You see no force in the world can stop me." "Well, maybe one.", a voice told him from the ground.
While everyone was looking at the Brain and Oz, Pinky carefully followed his instructions to get close to Buffy. When Angelus rushed her, Pinky was already there. Angelus looked down, and saw the mousy vampire Slayer holding on to his pants. With a mighty tug, Pinky pulled Angelus' leg out from under him and sent the vampire to the ground.
"Kill that mouse!", Angelus yelled after falling onto his injured arm. But the Mousy Pink Defender was already moving. Before Darla could draw her guns again, Pinky had made it to Spike. Pinky jumped into the air and swung at Spike's nose. He connected, and the vampire's chair tipped backwards, spilling Spike. Dru rushed Pinky instantly, and dove to grab the mouse. Pinky knew she was coming, and dove under her. Using his Slayer strength, he actually launched the vampire that had to outweigh him 300:1 over the row of cars parked in the street.
Pinky jumped to the left and barely dodged the first bullet Darla fired. He ran to her through a hail of gun fire. When he reached her leg, he quickly climbed into Angelus' leather trench she was now wearing over her school girl's uniform. Pinky poked his head out of a pocket in the coat, and ducked down-narrowly missing getting hit in the head with hot lead. Pinky poked his head out of Darla's collar, and she fired a round over her should but still missed. Pinky's head appeared from the hem of her skirt, but another round fired only left a whole in the skirt. Soon her clothes were riddled with bullet holes. And then Pinky found a pencil.
Pinky staked Darla, and the dust she created exploded around him. The vampires gaped openly. This hesitation let Pinky leap high, and catch his feet in Dolton's jacket. Pinky stabbed the pencil in him with both fore paws, and he disintegrated. Teresa turned to run, but Pinky threw the pencil like a javelin and she turned to dust.
"I don't believe this...", Angelus growled from his knees, attempting to hold his arm in place. "I will not be stopped by a rat.", he spat. The air grew quiet. The recently reasserted Spike and Druscilla stood and sat still as could be. Pinky turned slowly. "I'm a mouse!", he said coldly.
"Come on Dru.", Spike told his mate. "That rodent's dynamite. If Angel wants to mix it up with him, he's more than welcome. We don't have to be involved with it." Dru whimpered, but grabbed the back of Spike's chair and wheeled him off. Pinky strode toward Angelus, and the vampire's expression was overcome with worry. "Uh...Pinky", Buffy interjected along with her foot. Both her words and her foot were brushed aside with a wave of his arm.
Angelus growled, but ran off. Two small moans came from where Oz was. "My aching head.", the Brain stammered, rubbing his head with both hands. "Uh guys?", Willow asked. "I'm like...really grateful for the rescue and all...but isn't Oz going to um...wake up soon?" Even then, the werewolf shook his head back and forth.
"Not yet.", the Brain said. The mouse climbed over Oz to where a syringe had fallen. The Brain and Pinky plunged it into Oz, and his breathing became steady once again.
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