Angel shook his head at the lawyer. Either Judson was trying to mess with him or it was much worse.
“That’s impossible I never touched dawn like that!” Angel retorted
Judson shrugged. He was enjoying his moment in the spotlight
“I never said you did Angel.” He replied smugly
“Then how can Rebecca be my daughter?”
Judson sighed and shook his head.
“I’m just going to have to do all the work aren’t I. I’m not surprised really since that what usually happens. I mean, creating Rebecca alone cost the firm 5.7 million dollars . . .”
The entire group looked stunned at this new piece of information. There is no way that could be true.
“What do you mean created?” Buffy yelled angrily
Judson rolled his eyes.
“I’m going to have to go back to the beginning now aren’t I? All right. This happened 22 years ago in the original timeline.”
“Wait? Original timeline?” Gunn asked curiously
“Don’t interrupt! Anyway, as I was saying, the war between the unkillable vamps and the slayers had been pretty neck and neck so the senior partners decided that the slayer general needed to be distracted. They figured that if Buffys kid sister suddenly had her own bundle of joy that she would lose focus long enough for the strike teams to wipe out the slayers.”
Buffy glared at Judson angrily.
“What did you do to her?” Buffy demanded
“Well if people would stop interrupting and let me speak I will tell you. I suppose you all heard the story in this timeline right? Dawn was getting supplies for Club Hellmouth in San Francisco, she grabbed a drink, the lights went out and she woke up in the family way?”
Judson enjoyed the look of sheer anger on both Angels and Buffys face.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Well, it’s no mystery that doctors work better when the patients unconscious. So that’s was Wolfram and Heart science department did just before Dawnie was returned back to the L.A. branch to get impregnated.”
“You are a sick bastard Judson.” Angel yelled.
Judson threw up his hands defensively.
“Hey I didn’t touch her. I just oversaw her conception. Which was not as sexy as is sounds when it was done in a lab. Which is where you come in Angel. See, in the original timeline, we were never 100% sure that we could control Angelus so we used his DNA material to fertilize one of Dawns eggs. This kind of acted like an insurance policy ‘cause if Angelus ever did anything out of line we’d slip this piece of info to the slayer general and she would spend the rest of her natural days hunting him down. Was that clear enough for you?”
“You still didn’t answer my question Judson how am I Rebecca’s father?”
“The same way as in the original timeline.” Judson replied
“That doesn’t make any sense,” Gunn replied, “Distracting Buffy in this time line wouldn’t have done any good the vamps would still be dusted. Why do it?”
Judson gestured to the uber-slayer in the cage. Angel looked back and more of the pieces fell into place.
“This was never about Rebecca you wanted Becky.” He commented
“Rebecca was just a side effect. Who knew she was going to be one of those generation s slayers? You know we had to set up an entire department to deal with you people.” Judson replied
“How sad for you.” Buffy growled
Judson looked at his watch.
“We’ll I got to run. I want to get back to the party before all the little cheese biscuits are eaten. I love them! Don’t know how they do it but that’s part of their charm.”
“HEY!” Becky yelled from the cage, “When were you planning on getting me out of this thing?”
Judson turned to look at Becky.
“I wasn’t. Your job is done Becky,” he replied confidently, “you distracted these lovely people long enough for the apocalypse to start. I’m sure you all will have lots to talk about just before you all die horribly. I recommend starting with that nasty business at Club Hellmouth. Well if you all survive I’ll see you around.”
Judson turned to leave. Becky growled fiercely and slammed against the cage door. It collapsed under the pressure and Becky charged Judson. She grabbed him by the head and twisted it 180o. Judson’s neck cracked and he collapsed to the floor. Becky turned around and stared at the group.
“Ow.” Judson said as he picked himself up off the ground.
Becky turned around curiously as Judson twisted his head around the right way.
“Now how is that gratitude for what I did for you?” Judson asked
He noticed the uber-slayers confused expression and smiled.
“Iron clad contract,” he replied, “They brought me back from hell to oversee the project until it’s end which means that nobody can terminate me before that time. By the way, if any of you end up in hell stay away from the cabaret night it’s just embarrassing. Toodles.”
Judson left the group in a stunned silence. Angel looked at Buffy’s reaction closely.
“Alright. We have no time to lose. Lets grab what we need and head for the portal.”
“I like the idea Angel but how are we supposed to find Rebecca underneath all that rubble.” Gunn asked
“I placed a tracking spell on Rebecca we can follow it to straight to her.”
“You did what!?” Buffy yelled
“Be angry at me later Buffy. Right now our priority is Rebecca.”
“Oh don’t worry I will be,” Buffy replied
“I hate to be the one to burst everyone bubble but didn’t that Judson guy say that the vamps can’t be killed. How are we supposed to move around apocalypse world safely without getting eaten.” Shona asked
“You’re gonna need a guide.” Becky said
Shona turned and glared at Becky.
“Excuse me miss slaughterhouse the grown ups are talking.” Shona replied.
“I’m the best chance you have. I’ve moved through those streets for eleven years I know them like the back of my hand.” Becky yelled
“Why should we believe you?”
“Because I want to see the look on Judson’s face when we end this apocalypse and I shove my foot through his face.”
Shona nodded. She looked up at Becky carefully. Using her full slayer speed she reached for Becky’s gun, which Goddess Willow placed there, and pressed the barrel against Becky’s forehead.
“I think I like my idea where I kill you for killing all those slayers and for hurting my friend.”
Goddess Willow walked up quickly and placed her hand over the gun.
“Put down the gun Shona.” She said in a calming tone
“Why should I Will? This sick bitch killed all those people why shouldn’t I kill her?”
“Because you’re better then her.”
Shona looked over to the white haired Goddess. Slowly she lowered the gun and handed it to Goddess Willow. She stormed away and leant angrily against the wall. Goddess Willow took over Shona’s position.
“You’re going to behave now aren’t you Becky?”
“What’s in it for me?” Becky asked
“The satisfaction of saving an innocent life.”
“Not after that display.”
“Okay how about I don’t drill one of these bullets through you brain.”
Becky folded her arms defiantly.
“Thought you weren’t planning on killing me. Wasn’t that what that little talk was about?”
“This won’t kill you. You see, first, I’ll destroy every mental defense you have. Then I drill this tiny bullet through your skull slowly enhancing, every nerve in you head to increase the sensation. When I’m done with you Becky. You’ll be lucky if you’re able to talk let alone stand. Now do we have an agreement?”
Becky nodded. Willow returned back to the group.
“I think were ready to go now.” she replied
“Good,” Angel replied, “Because there is no telling what condition Rebecca is going to be in.”
~ What’s left of central L.A., Hell Dimension – one week ago ~
Rebecca lay unconscious on the cracked and dusty ground. The interdimensional drained her of almost all of her physical strength. Over her Angelus and Vampire Willow crouched.
“Awww,” Vampire Willow said as she stroked the slayers cheek, “she looks so peaceful when she’s asleep.”
“Like a little baby we once kidnapped.” Angelus replied
Vampire Willow looked curiously up at Angelus.
“So how is she different from our Becky?”
“A third of the strength for a start,” Angelus replied, “plus not as mean to other people.”
Vampire Willow smiled. She was going to have fun with this person. She stroked Rebecca’s skin slowly.
“Her skin is so smooth. It’s like an unpainted canvas. Oh, oh do you want me to carve you a masterpiece?”
“Later Will we need to get her out of sight before . . . “
The sound of screeching tires rang out and echoed down the street. From around a corner a pickup truck swung into view and drove straight at the vamps. It screeched to a halt about a foot away. Xander and Byron jumped out of the cab and held crosses in front of Angelus and Vampire Willow. They both recoiled away.
“Get Becky!” Byron yelled.
Two other men piled out the back of the pickup a third armed the holy water cannon and trained it on the vamps. Carefully they lifted Rebecca off the ground and laid her in the back. Byron joined them as Xander jumped back into the drivers seat.
“Go!” Byron ordered.
The pick up truck swung around 180o and speed off. Vampire Willow frowned
“That mean Byron from Colony 17 took my canvas.” She said grumpily
“Don’t worry Will. I’m sure something will turn up to help us.” Angelus replied
Byron watched as the vamps disappeared out of sight.
“How’s Becky?” Byron called out
There was no reply. Byron turned around angrily
“How’s Becky!?” he yelled again
“Ah, Byron, you have to see this.”
Byron moved next to the other three men. He looked at the unconscious woman in shock.
“What the hell?”
This woman looked exactly like Becky but there were differences. Instead of her usual psudo-military look this girl was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans. Her hair was a lot shorter and had blond streaks running through it.
What ever those vamps were up to they were playing a very weird game.
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