Buffy and Angel stood shocked. They stood in front of the chaos, which use to be the police department in Sunnydale and tried to comprehend what happened. EMS had already arrived shepherding the overwhelmed officers to the nearest hospital. Near them a car pulled up. Giles, Willow and Xander piled out.
“Hey, got you’re call Buffy,” Xander said as they rushed up to the Slayer and the Vampire, “what with the urgent . . . oh.”
The rest of the Scooby’s joined Buffy and Angel in looking shocked at the police station
“Oh my lord.” Giles replied, “Is Becky inside?”
“She’s gone.” Buffy replied sadly, “the raid was for her.”
Giles rolled his eyes in frustration
“Quentin.” He grumbled
“Where would they take her Giles?” Buffy asked
Giles checked his watch.
“By now? They would be half way over the Pacific Ocean I’m afraid.”
Buffy screwed her face up in rage. Xander shook his head in belief.
“She was no harm to anyone now. Why send a psycho beefy English guy to get her?” he asked
Buffy looked to Xander in surprise. She couldn’t believe she missed a crucial piece of evidence.
“Angel. Do you feel like getting a drink?” she said
“So you’re flight was delayed?” Quentin asked seriously on the other end of the line
“No sir, we hit a bit of a snag,” Vincent replied, “This slayer don’t wanna stay down.”
“What’s the problem?”
“You mean aside from the bird being completely out of her gourd?”
“Rupert did mention the slayer is in a delicate state.”
“I don’t know about Rupy-boy but is girl definitely getting my hackles up.”
“See what you can do at you’re end. I’ll try and organize another way back to England.”
“Right. In the mean time I’ve managed to wrangle up a testing facility for this slayer. I’ll call back once I have something.”
“Indeed. Keep me posted.”
“Oh there’s another thing sir. When we had this bird cornered Angelus showed. Protected the girl.”
“Angelus? I heard reports that he was residing in Sunnydale. Did you say he protected the girl?”
“Yeah and he walked into the sunlight without goin’ crispy. Guessing we got more to worry about then this Vampire-Witch.”
“Focus on you current task Vincent. Find out what you can about this girl then get back to me.”
“No worries sir. I’ll have her singing by tonight.”
He hung up his cell phone. He turned and pushed his way back through the double-doors leading into the large brick warehouse. In the center of the back wall was a thick barred steel cage they acquired about an hour ago. Inside Becky huddled fearfully against the back corner. Vincent smiled at the scare Uber-slayer and walked up slowly. He arrived at the front of the cage and knelt down.
“You’re quite the conundrum are you girlie?” he said.
From the left pocket of his jacket he pulled out one of the tranquilizer from his pocket. He held it up in front of her.
“See this here? This hold’s enough trank to drop a normal slayer for twelve hours, you hour and a half. Now the eggheads here are throwing this story around about an accelerated metabolism or some crap like that. All I care about is you bullocksing up my plan one to many times.”
He stood up and put his hands in his pockets. Becky hid as much of herself under her security blanket as much as possible.
“The big boy upstairs says I ‘ave to test you now. I figure you’re not gonna play cricket with us so I though I’d do this by FIFA rules. You play ball nothin’ happens. You start to mess with us you get a yellow card and my friend Roger here gives you a little shock . . .”
Becky looks over to Roger, who was holding a sizable cattle prod in his hand. He sparks it threateningly.
“ . . . If you continue to mess with us or try to escape you get a red card and, well, let’s just say you’re not going to be walking for a few hours. Understand”
Becky looked up at the towering Englishman in fear. Vincent looked at the terrified slayer in interest. Slowly he turns around and looks at his team.
“Alright lads. Who was the git who gave her back that bleeding blanket?”
The men look uncomfortable amongst themselves.
“She looked real scared Vince. It seemed to calm her down.” Terry replied
“Oh what is this a soddin’ day care center? Get that blanket or I’ll shove your balls in a blender!” Vincent replied angrily
Willie whistled happily to himself as he polished the top of the bar. Slowly his whistling as Buffy and Angel enter.
“Oh, hey, guys what can I get you.” the bartender said nervously
“Hello Willie,” Buffy replied, “What do you know about the British guy?”
“They like to drink tea and eat scones?”
Buffy and Angel looked at each other.
“Do you want to do this?” Angel asked softly
Buffy shrugged then grabbed Willie by the collar. She slammed his head down hard onto the counter, pressing it down with her other hand.
“The last time I came in you told me to talked to an English guy. What did he want?”
“Ow! Geez! I don’t know what you’re talking about slayer.”
“Really.” Angel replied.
Buffy stepped out of the way as angel grabbed Willies shirt. He throws the bartender against the wall. Willie groaned in pain and angel dragged him to his feet.
“Want think a little harder this time?” he asked
“Okay!” Willie yelled, “you guys are gonna put me out of business you know that!”
Angel let him go. Willie dropped to the floor and painfully stood back up.
“This big guy came in the other day starts throwing his weight around, among other things. He was making this big song and dance about finding this girl he though was another slayer. I told him he was crazy which, you know, doesn’t work out to good for me. Anyways I told him that if he wanted to try and find her he should look in the high school.”
Buffy folds her arms impatiently.
“This story better have something we don’t know in it or I’m going to give you a new hole to breathe out of.” she replied.
“I’m just gettin’ to the good part Slayer. I hears about this raid that happened at the local PD right. Some guys bust in and kidnap a girl right from the police of all people. So I starts to snoop around, because I knew you were coming to give old Willie the big hurt to find out, and I find out that there was this problem on the way to the airport. This G'boith demon, who owes me money, told me that the girl wake us on the trip and goes nut. Almost tears the van apart. So now their hold up in this warehouse down town.”
“How did this demon know all this stuff?” Buffy asked
“G'boith demons are very sensitive to fear.” Angel replied thoughtfully, “Any idea where this warehouse is?”
“Downtown in the industrial district. Don’t say Willie ever did nothing for you.”
“Well the building will most likely be heavily guarded.” Giles explained
The group sat around the table in the library as Giles laid down the details.
“So what are we up against?” Buffy asked, “ How good are these people?”
“I wont lie to you Buffy. These men are highly trained. Most of them poached from the British military Special Air Service. From the details I heard Vincent himself has trained against one maybe two slayers in his time so he is quite proficient at defending himself.”
“Maybe we could, like, bake a cake, put a stick of dynamite in it and leave it at their front door.” Xander comments
The group looks at him strangely.
“What? Works all the time in the cartoons.”
“Well this is real life Xander. And Becky is in serious trouble.” Giles replied
“We still need to find a way into this warehouse.”
Willow walked into the library. She was carrying a large wad of paper.
“I got that stuff we needed Giles.” she said as she handed the paper around, “most of it is the floor plans for the warehouse I got from the hall of records server but I found this report thing saying that a lot of these places are gonna be demolished soon. That means that probably not in the best of conditions.”
“Ah . . . Willow how did you get all . . . wait on second thought I don’t think I want to know.” Giles replied
Angel looked at a copy of the floor plan.
“Looks like there might be a way in from the roof. If the place is run down then a lot of the metal sheeting should be easy to move.”
Buffy picked up her jacket and slung it on.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Buffy said
“You’re not going.” Angel replied seriously.
“Oh . . . and what makes you think you’re going alone?” Buffy asked
“Because they can’t hurt me. I don’t want to see anything happen to you Buffy you’re too important.”
This caught Buffy off guard. She never expected a vampire to say that about any slayer. At the same time Buffy kept her game face on.
“Alright let me rephrase that. What make you think I’m letting you go alone? This is my family Angel.”
“I know Buffy. I know this is hard for you but you need to trust me. I will get Becky back.”
“What if you don’t Angel? What if you do the big rescues and Becky is killed?”
“Then none of them will live long enough to gloat.” Angel replied
Angel quickly flashes Buffy a reassuring smile then sweeps majestically out of the room.
Angel walked down the hallway and out of the school grounds with purpose. Just as he was walking down the road four men entered the building.
Back in the library Buffy stared at the door for the longest time. She shook her head.
“I’m not going to just sit here while that maniac has Becky.”
“Buffy,” willow replied, “Angel kinda has a point on the whole being killed thing.”
“I don’t think he’s qualified to tell me when I can or can’t loose my life.” Buffy said as she stormed out the door.
She returned a few moments later followed by four men brandishing guns.
Buffy was backed up against the table while the men circled the Scooby’s.
“The council orders you not to interfere with the assessment of the second slayer,” terry said forcefully, “you are to remain in this room till further notice.”
Vincent opened the door to the cage and stepped inside.
“Alright love. You gonna come out and play with the big boys or what?” he asked
Becky huddled in the back corner of the cage and shook her head quickly. Her eyes pleaded with Vincent to leave her alone. Vincent rolled his eyes impatiently.
“Now how did I know you were gonna tell us that? Roger.”
From the side of the cage Roger charged up his cattle prod and stabbed Becky. Becky convulsed and collapsed to the center of the cage. Vincent reached down and grabbed her by the hair. He dragged her out of the cage and shoved her across the room. Becky stumbled but remained upright. She hugged herself tightly as she stared at the heavily armed men surrounding her. Vincent walked over to a crate full of medieval weapons. He started to rummage around inside.
“I think it’s time you show us what you can do Slayer.”
Vincent pulled out a loaded crossbow. He swung around quickly and fired. Becky gasped as she moved at lightning speed and caught the crossbow arrow. This made her very unsettled every time she used her power. Vincent clapped slowly.
“Nice work love. See we don’t have to worry bout you timing or nothin’.”
Vincent reached beside the crate. He picks up two staffs and throws one to Becky. Becky catches it Awkwardly looking confused at Vincent. Vincent moves in with a strike. With a knee-jerk reaction Becky blocks it. Vincent continues with a few other strikes. Becky dodges each one until the last one clips her across the cheek and she falls. Becky looked up at Vincent and something stirred inside her.
At first it was a light feeling. But it soon made its presence known. Becky wasn’t sure what she just taped into but it was familiar and powerful . . .
. . . and incredibly angry . . .
Slowly Becky’s face turned from fear to anger. She stood up slowly and swung her staff around with precision. Vincent smiled in anticipation. He felt that this girl was holding back now he was going to see the real her. In an unexpected move Becky slammed down the staff hard onto the ground. It snapped in two and the broken piece sailed into the air. As it dropped Becky caught it while keeping her gaze squarely locked on Vincent. She spins both halves lightly in her hands. Gripping his staff tightly Vincent walked in for the attack. Becky dodged every strike he attempted. On the last swing Becky blocked the staff. She lifted her foot and snapped it in two followed by a spin kick the sent him flying high up into the back wall. He dropped down hard onto the ground and coughed.
With out missing a moment Becky stormed up and kicked him in the chest, which flew him back onto his feet. Moving both halves of the broken staff at lightning speed she attacked the Enforcer with a series of strikes to his ribs. Vincent double over in pain and motioned to roger to stop the fight. Becky sensed roger approaching. She spun around quickly and threw on of the staff pieces. It hits him squarely in the face. While he was disoriented she kicked the cattle prod out of his hand and caught it. She returned her attention to Vincent. Becky stormed up to the enforcer and grabbed him by the throat. She lifted him off the ground and readied the cattle prod for when she let go. She stared into his eyes and readied for her final move.
. . . Then she stopped . . .
With a great deal of effort she suppressed the angry force that just possessed her body. Dropping Vincent and the cattle prod she stumbles back and collapses onto the floor. She looks down in a panic. What the hell just happened to her? What was that? Becky shook her head in shock. Is that who she really was? Some psychotic fighting girl.
Becky brought her knees up and hugged them. What ever just happened to her she didn’t want it to happen again.
Vincent climbed back up to his feet.
“Now that’s what I call a brawl!” he yelled happily.
“What assessment?” Buffy asked Terry who had the shotgun trained on her.
“The council wishes to know the full abilities of the second slayer.” Terry replied, “and since there was a balls up of our travel plans it had to be done locally.”
“Exactly why are you here then?” Giles asked
“Vincent felt that you might have some Objections to his testing methods.” Terry replied, “since he tents to lean towards the more hands on approach, if you get my drift.”
Buffy narrowed her eyes angrily. She knew she could take out at least two of them with out them moving. Slowly she slid across the table.
“Uh, uh, uh, slayer stays where you are. You might be able to take me out but your friends would be dead before I hit the ground.”
Willow looked at the gun toting men anxiously. She leans into the group
“We gotta try and get Angel.” She said softly.
“Angel? You mean Angelus?” Terry replied, “I thought I saw him leave the building but I didn’t see a trail of dead body’s so I figured I imagined it.”
A thought crossed Terry’s mind and he smiled humored.
“Wait . . . You’re expecting a vampire to come save a slayer? That’s just sick.” He said
“Oh I don’t know,” Angel said as he appeared from the stacks, “I think it’s kind of poetic.”
Angel kicked out and knocked the gunmen standing next to him over. Terry tried to react but had is gun knocked out of his hand by Buffy. She then followed that by punching him across the jaw and he collapsed to the ground. One of the remaining two gunmen trained his rifle on Buffy. Seeing this Angel leaped off the railing and tacked him to the ground. While Buffy was dealing with the final gunmen terry drew a handgun from his jacket he sidled across the ground and popped up behind Willow. He put his arm around the schoolgirl dragging her to her feet. He placed the gun to her temple.
“Alright!” Terry called out to the slayer and the vampire, “the dance number stops here! One more step and this little girl get her head ventilated.”
Angel moved quickly. Giving terry now time to react he kicked one of the rifles of the ground into his hand and threw it at the gunmen. It struck with precision knocking terry out while leaving Willow unharmed. Xander quickly rushed to her side. Buffy looks at all the unconscious body’s then at Angel.
“Why did you come back?” she asks curiously
“I told you Buffy you are to important to lose.” He replied not missing a beat.
Buffy gazes at the vampire carefully. She has this deep feeling that she sorely misjudged this creature of the night.
“Thanks.” She replied in an uncertain tone.
Angel smiled.
“Come on. We still have another slayer to save.” He replied
Vincent locked the door to the cage again. He leans against it and stares at the bewildered uber-slayer
“You definitely got a lot of spirit haven’t you love.” He said
Becky didn’t answer. She was thinking about the force she unleashed from inside of her. She curled up tightly. What ever was inside her scared her more then Vincent and Angelus combined and was way to dangerous to let out again.
Vincent pulled out his cell phone and pressed the speed dial button.
“Quentin Travis.” Quentin said on the other side of the line.
“It’s me.” Vincent replied
“Vincent. Have you completed your assessment?”
“Yes sir. I have fully tested this slayers ability.”
“What do you have to report?”
“I what the witches said about this bird having more then double the slayer power is an understatement. This bird’s a fighter, and a dirty one at that.”
“Do we have any idea where she was trained?”
“Not exactly. I sensed most of her fighting was instinct. But a lot of her moves had the smell of military on them.”
“Army trained?”
“Yep. A couple of moves she pulled out I’ve seen done by U.S. Special Forces during my time with the SAS. There were a few I’ve never seen before to.”
“What about her strength?”
“Pretty sure, if she had to, she could lift a bus.”
“Do you think she’s ready to be put into activate service?”
Vincent looked at the Girl curled up at the bottom of the cage.
“No. All her power is buried deep. We’re goin’ to need to do a lot of chiselin’ before we get at it.”
“I see. Thank you Vincent I’ll make sure she get a full psychological evaluation when you return with her to England.”
“Right.” Vincent replied as he hung up.
He walked back over to the cage.
“Well, my dear, you’re very fortunate. You get to come back with me to the mother country.” He said smugly
Buffy and Angel walked briskly up to the warehouse. Holding her weapons bag firmly Buffy hid with angel round the corner of the nearest building and watched one of the retrievers standing guard in front of the warehouse.
“I’ll try and make my way to the roof. See if you can find an open window.”
“Actually,” Buffy said as she unzipped her weapons bag, “I have a better idea.”
The double doors swung open inside the warehouse. The man guarding the front walked in awkwardly. Vincent looked at him in an annoyed curious way.
“John what the hell are you doin’ in here I told you to watch the front.”
From behind him Buffy stepped out brandishing the shotgun used by Terry.
“Hi honey. I didn’t miss the big show did I?” she joked
Vincent rolled his eyes.
“Terry you stupid git!” he said to himself
“Now why don’t you be a nice maniac and let the girl out of the cage?” Buffy asked sweetly.
Vincent folded his arms.
“Make me.” he replied
From the roof Angel dropped down.
“Alright.” he said as he slammed Vincent’s head into the bars. Becky looked up curiously. She saw Angel standing there and backed herself tighter into the corner. She didn’t want the Vampire to get her.
Angel threw Vincent across the floor. Buffy knocked out the guard and paced up to Vincent. She pointed the shotgun.
“Now back to the issue of the girl in the cage.” Buffy said
Vince kicked up and knocked the shotgun out of her hand. He rolled up back onto his feet and caught it. Angel was about to move when Vince pointed the shotgun at Buffy
“Don’t move vampire.” Vincent threatened
“You wont kill her she the Slayer.” Angel said confidently
“Why not? If she dies all we have to do is find the next one. No dramas there.”
Angel frowned. He had a good point. Buffy slowly began to panic. Giles said that this guy had trained against a slayer before so trying to get rid of the weapon probably wasn’t a good idea. All three of them stood motionlessly. Becky sat up. She could clearly see the shotgun and knew this wasn’t going to end well. Inside she felt the angry force slowly begin to show it’s self again.
“This is how this is gonna work, right,” Vincent stated, “you and the vampire are gonna leave and never bother us again while me and super slayer are goin’ back to merry old England. Got it?”
There was a loud metallic thud that came from behind Vincent. He turned to see what it was. Becky was back on her feet. She glared at the enforcer. Vincent couldn’t help notice that she bent three inches of solid steel. Becky took three paces back she ran up to the cage door and kicked it. The door ripped of the cage and sailed across the room. Buffy and Angel dived out of the way as the door collided with Vincent sending him crashing into the wall. Becky marched out of the cage and up to the Enforcer. She shifted the door out of the way like it was nothing and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. She slammed him down onto her knee. Vincent was down for the count. Shortly after the angry feeling subsided again and Becky stepped away from the damage she caused. She looked around the room disoriented until her eyes landed on Buffy. Slowly her mouth began to quiver as tears began to fill her eyes.
Buffy got to her feet and went over to her.
“It’s over now,” Buffy said softly.
Buffy hugged her niece tightly. She could feel the girls scared confusion from across the room. Angel approached cautiously. Becky saw the vampire approaching and started to move back. Buffy smiled at Becky.
“Wait Beck. It’s okay, he’s one of the good guys.” Buffy said in an approving tone
Angel smiles at the Summers girls in relief. This was going to be a lot easier with both on board.
With Buffy and Becky in the team. Vampire Willow doesn’t stand a chance.
Becky sat across from Angel. They arrived at the Espresso Hut about a few minutes ago and both were feeling a little anxious and defensive. Becky fiddled with her hands nervously while looking at the Vampire.
“You’re not going to drink that?” angel asked gesturing to the coffee in front of the uber-slayer
“Not really thirsty,” Becky replied shyly, “so you’re not bad anymore?”
“That’s right, actually, it’s kind of thanks to you.”
Becky looked at Angel confused.
“If you hadn’t followed old Giles advice we wouldn’t be here to save the world.”
Becky began to pout. She had a vague recollection of the old version of Giles and it wasn’t pleasant. Angel placed a reassuring hand on Becky’s shoulder. He felt glad that she didn’t brush it off
“You’re going to be alright now. We’ll get through this,” he said reassuringly.
“I don’t know if I’m alright?” Becky replied, “I have this thing inside that wants to come out and hurt people and I don’t think I want it to.”
Angel sighed. He knew this feeling better then anyone.
“I know it’s hard. But you’re stronger then you think Becky. You can manage.”
“But how do I stop it?” Becky asked sadly
“Take it slow,” angel replied, “and remember I’m hear to help.”
Becky smiled. In an unexpected move she walked over and hugged Angel. This felt a little disconcerting at first but soon he quickly got use to it.
Things finally felt right for Angel. For the first time since he got re-ensouled he felt a sense of being at piece.
Now he knew that they were going to win . . .
“Awww.” Said a voice Angel really didn’t want to hear. Becky and Angel stopped hugging and looked as Vampire Willow leaned against the edge of the window with her head propped up on her hands.
“That was a beautiful moment. You know, I nearly cried.” Vampire Willow said sarcastically
Becky stepped back cautiously. Angel could smell the fear coming off her. Angel stood up and moved himself in between.
“Becky get out of the way.” He said seriously
Vampire Willow nodded
“Good idea.” She said
She moved her arms swiftly sending Angel flying against the back wall magically. Seconds later a table leaped off the ground and pinned him legs first. Vampire Willow smile at Becky.
“I was in the middle of something with you wasn’t I?” she said as she grabbed the uber-slayer roughly by the collar.
She dragged Becky out the window and onto the pavement. Vampire Willow continued to drag her across the road and threw her roughly against the wall. Before Becky could move she restrained her magically. She reached for a small pouch of powder from her left pocket. Say a few brief words in Latin she threw the dust on Becky. She began to glow briefly but soon the orange aura dissipated as the protection spell lost its power. Once done vampire Willow grabbed the collar of Becky’s sweater and ripped it open. From her right pocket she pulled out a rough looking crystal and thrust it into Becky’s Stomach. She began to chant and, as Vampire Willow did, a white aura surrounded her. Energy snaked its way to her abdomen and began to collect in the crystal. Becky began to feel colder and colder as her slayer power was drained from her body. Once Vampire Willow had finished she released the holding spell and Becky collapsed to the ground painfully. Every one of her muscles ached and Becky felt empty inside. It was almost as if Vampire Willow had ripped out her soul.
Smugly Vampire Willow slinked up to Angel. She playfully showed him the crystal.
“Two of three.” She said softly and walked away
Vampire Willow rejoined Becky as she tried to get to her feet. She put her arm around the now powerless girl and waved at Angel
“Say bye, bye, to Angel Becky.” She said in a condescending tone.
Angel squinted, as there was a bright flash of light. When it was over both of them had gone.
Vampire Willow did it.
She got the power and she got the girl.
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