~ Colony 17, hell dimension – three days later ~
Xander waited outside the infirmary impatiently. He paced backward and forwards waiting for any news on Becky condition. Giles had told him not to bother since Becky would only resent him further but he still has the image of the little baby he held in his arms after that final battle outside the tent city. The door slid open and Dr. Reed stepped out. Xander walked up to him expectantly.
“How is she doc?” Xander asked
Dr. reed looked sadly into Xanders good eye.
“We managed to stabilize her but so far our efforts to bring her around have been unsuccessful.” He said carefully
Xander closed his eye and dropped his head.
“We’re doing the best we can Xander don’t worry.”
“Right. Thanks doc.” Xander replied, “Keep me posted.”
“Actually there is something.”
“What?”
“Did you get a close look at this woman before you brought her in?”
“No. . . I was driving. Why?”
“I think you had better come and see this.”
Dr. Reed led Xander into the infirmary. Xander walked over to Rebecca and took a closer look.
“What the?” he said curiously
“Our thoughts exactly,” Dr. Reed replied, “This is a complete transformation. It’s almost like she isn’t the same woman.”
“So Angelus and Willow attack her, knock her unconscious, then they gave her a makeover?”
“I wish I could answer that but none of it really makes sense. Look at this.”
Dr. reed pulls back the covers he lifts up Rebecca’s shirt to expose her stomach.
“All of the superficial scarring has completely vanished.”
Xander lightly touched Rebecca’s skin. It was smooth and undamaged.
“What the hell’s going on here doc?”
“Maybe it has something to do with this.”
Dr Reed walked over to a near by table. He picked up the Star of Asgeroth and handed it to Xander.
“She was wearing it when you brought her in. I don’t remember Becky owning any jewelry”
“She Doesn’t,” Xander replied, “mind if I take this to Giles?”
“Sure. You might like to take this to.”
Dr Reed handed Xander Rebecca’s bracelet. He turned it over in his hand curiously
“Thanks. Keep me posted on Becky’s condition.”
Xander left the infirmary. He was still confused why Becky left the colony on her own in the first place. He knew about the strange headaches she was having and the supposed visions of this ‘perfect city’ she had with them but he just chalked that up to her usual dose of stress. As he rounded a corner Frag, head of the tech room, caught up to him.
“Hey Xand-man how’s the Beckster?” He asked
“Still out.” Xander replied
“Dude, is it true that she’s changed and looks kinda hot now?”
Xander gave Frag a strange look. He shook his head.
“She definitely changed. Don’t know what Wills game is but it’s not out of her usually play book.” Xander Replied
“You know the Vamp-Wicca dances to her own drum beat. Oh, hey, while I got you. I’ve been checking out on that spaced energy spike I found just before we found Beck.”
“What is it?”
“I have no idea. Never seen it before. Figured it must be twilight zone stuff though I’d let you take it to the old man.”
Frag handed Xander a small wad of paper. His attempt to hold it and the rest of the things he’s carrying result with everything dropping to the ground. Frag helped him pick them up. He examines the Star of Asgeroth.
“What the hell is this?”
“No clue. Becky was wearing it when we found her. Looks old.”
“Never figured the Beckster for a bling girl.”
“There’s a lot of strange things happening at the moment. I’ll get this back to you when Giles is finished with it.”
Frag nodded. He jogged back down the corridor in the opposite direction.
Giles sat tiredly at his desk. His sixteen-year stint at finding a solution to the unkillabe vampire problem has been extremely fruitless. Over time he had cut himself off entirely from the rest of the colony and Becky’s dictatorship leaving Xander as the only human who still talked to him. He took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Giles had read this book at least a two dozen times but it still didn’t tell him anything useful. He just wished Becky had listened to him when he suggested going after the Chronicles of Naull.
Xander opened the door slowly.
“It’s only me Giles,” he said softly
Giles turned away from his desk. He smiled at the only friend he had left in this world. Time and lack of sunlight had not done any favors for the old watcher.
“You’ve been saying that every time you entered this room for the last few years Xander I always know it’s you.” he replied
Xander shrugged playfully
“I could have been someone different this time. Who knows, I could have even been Becky.” he replied
“No if it where Becky gracing my door step you would have needed to call maintenance to have my door re-attached and I would most likely have ended up on life support.”
Xander frowned. He knew the old man was joking but he doesn’t like to hear Giles talk like that. The old man put on his glasses and gazed curiously at the items Xander was holding.
“What have you got there?”
“Just a few thing needed to be check out. Doc Reed found these two things on Becky when he examined her.”
“How is Rebecca?”
Xander looked at Giles carefully
“I thought you said you didn’t care about Becky anymore?” he asked
“Just because I despise the methods she uses to run this colony doesn’t mean I don’t worry about her.”
Xander placed the items on Giles’ desk. He sits on Giles’ bed while he examines the bracelet.
“She’s hanging in there. What ever Will did to her knocked her around a bit.”
“I’m sure she will be up and about threatening people in no time.”
Giles turned the bracelet upside down. Holding the bracelet under the light he caught sight of the inscription engrave inside.
“Hello, What’s this?” he said as he held it under the lamp closer.
Xander moved in spied over his shoulder.
“Looks like some kind of engraving.” He commented
“ ‘This is to make sure you’re always protected. Happy 16th birthday Becky from . . . Angel?’ this can’t be right. ” Giles exclaimed
“Now I’m seriously confused. Why is Angelus giving Becky seriously overdue birthday presents?”
“It doesn’t say Angelus. You know how much he like the personal touch,” Giles commented as he handed the bracelet to Xander, “I suggest you have a talk with Miss Summers when she come . . . oh my god!”
Giles picks up the Star of Asgeroth with reserved excitement. Xander noticed a sparkle in the old mans eyes he hadn’t seen in years.
“What is it Giles. What is that thing?”
“This is the Star of Asgeroth, The amulet spoken about in the chronicles of Naull, this is incredible you say that Rebecca was wearing this when you found her?” he said in amazement
“Yeah, I didn’t see it myself, but the doc told me about it.”
“This is most fortuitous, we maybe able to undo this entire apocalypse.”
“Giles,” Xander said reluctantly, “You know what happened the last time you got your hopes up about some ‘solution’ to the apocalypse.”
Giles wheeled himself around to face his companion.
“This time it’s different.”
“Why? What does that thing do?”
“This, my dear Xander, is the key to the past.”
Xander looked at the star. It just looked like an antique amulet to him, nothing really valuable about it, if pawnshops still existed I’m sure they would get a bit of money for it but at the moment he wasn’t to sure about Giles’ plan.
Byron walked into the infirmary. He stood by Rebecca’s bedside and gazed down at the unconscious 23-year-old woman. Being second in command in the bunker it is his job to run the colony in her absence but since her attitude slowly got worse there was scuttlebutt about suggesting that he should take over. He never paid attention to that type of rumor instead he threw himself head long into his mission. All he wants is what is best for the colony.
Yet something still puzzles him. Why had she changed so radically in such a short time? He heard about the tech room and them detecting some kind of energy spike near where Becky was found and had meant to talk to Frag and his Colleagues about it.
“Byron.” Dr. Reed said from his office
“Just wanted to make sure the commander is all right.” Byron replied
“As well as to be expected considering she nearly had her insides liquefied.”
Byron turned to Dr. Reed in surprise.
“Pardon me?”
“I just got these x-rays developed,” Dr. Reed said as he motioned Byron over to the light board, “a lot of her internals are showing signs of stress, like they were pulled in every direction simultaneously, if it wasn’t for the fact that she is, well, who she is I doubt that she would have survived what occurred out there.”
“And do we know what that is yet?”
“Not yet. She was wearing, what looked like, some kind of jewelry. I had Xander take it to Rupert to see what he could make of it.”
“Is there any chance it could be tied it with that weird energy?”
“It seems likely. The Vampire-Witch must not be holding back anymore.”
Byron walked back over to Rebecca. He brushed a few stray hairs away from her face and looked at her curiously.
“Something’s not right here. This doesn’t seem like that vamps style. It looks to me like she made Becky better not worse.”
“Well until she wakes up I can’t say exactly what went on out there.”
“Let’s hope she does soon. I don’t like operating in the dark.”
Angelus and Vampire Willow leaded patiently against one of the twisted steel beams used to hold together city hall. Angelus hummed to himself as he waited for one of his angels to arrive.
About three years ago humans, who had grown tired of the running and hiding from the vampires struck and arrangement with Angelus, their safety for information and clandestine projects. At first there was only a handful but that number ballooned out into the hundreds. For his amusement he nicked named them the ‘Angels’ because these were people who went against their own kind to do what they felt was right. This was pretty much Angels Boy Scout motto.
Off in the distance he heard the roar of a pickup truck as it speed down the road heading for their destination. It pulled up out the front of the building and a nervous looking male climbed out. Tentatively he walked up to the two vampires with a package under his arm. Angelus and Vampire Willow walked up to the man.
“I got what you asked for.” The man said giving the package to Angelus
“That’s great Sam.” He replied as he opened the package and read the contained notes.
Angelus shook his head in disappointment.
“I told Judson that the energy he suggested for crossing be too much for Rebecca. Remind me to talk to the senior partners about this.” he said to Vampire Willow handing her the documents.
Angelus walked over to Sam and put his arms around his neck.
“Now Sammy boy what about that other thing we discussed.”
“Oh don’t worry Mr. Angelus. The wheels are in motion.”
“Please, please. Mr. Angelus was my father . . . actually I think his name was Rick anyway you get the idea. So when shall I see results?”
“Colony 17 should be in total disarray by tomorrow evening.” Sam replied
“That’s fantastic news. Just make sure the woman who looks like Becky isn’t harmed.”
“Excuse me? Did you just say looks like Becky?”
“That would be telling Sammy. Just make sure it’s done by the time I arrive. This has to be done quick I have a funny feeling by the end of this week I’m going to have a visit by my worse half.”
Frag worked frantically at his computer. On the screen was a visual representation of the energy spike. Typing in a few commands the image began to shift and swirl until it formed the shape of a column.
“Whoa!” Frag said, “This can’t be good.”
Frag picked up the receiver of the phone near the desk and dialed a number.
Back in Giles’ room the intercom began to buzz. Xander stood up from Giles’ bed and answered it.
“Yeah?”
“Hey Xand-man, I’ve been flanging that spike and I think I might know what it is?”
“Okay, shoot.”
“Well it’s not exactly a Spike it’s kind of a . . . pop.”
Xander and Giles looked at each other curiously.
“Do you mind adding more to you description?” Xander replied
“It’s like the air in that one spot just when kablooy. You know when somebody, like, over fills a balloon, it’s like that but with this bizarro light show attached.”
Giles picked up the notes Xander brought with him. He held them in one hand and in the other he held the Star of Asgeroth. Very slowly things began to fall into place but at this stage the picture wasn’t that crystal clear.
Xander switched off the intercom and sat back down on the bed.
“So what are we thinking here?” he asked the old man
“I’m not entirely sure,” Giles replied, “That kind of energy almost sounds like some type of transportation magic but if that were the case why send Rebecca to the same spot?”
“It could have something to do with the way she looks now.”
Giles shook his head seriously.
“I’m going to have to have a stern word with that woman when she comes to.”
“You can not be serious.” Byron said
“Why not, man, she out for the count this would be the best time for you to do it.” Sam replied anxiously
Byron leaned against the wall in his quarters. He folded his arms and glared at the three other people in the room with him.
“No. We should at least talk to the commander first before we make this kind of decision.”
“Is that before or after she kills us for insubordination?” Jenny said from the Bunk
“You know Sam’s right. The change would do wonders for the colony.” Frank continued from the doorway
“A decision has to be made not Byron. None of us are willing to live under Becky’s regime any longer. We think a simple shift in command would improve our situation” Sam insisted
“But you all aren’t talking about a simple shift are you? You’re talking about mutiny,” Byron replied seriously, “You don’t know what this girl had to sacrifice I do! She keeps this colony running.”
“Yeah. By killing anybody who stops. I don’t know what is worse living in here or surviving outside.” Jenny replied
“Why are you sticking up for her man? She treats you the worst. When was the last time you got any decent sleep?” Sam asked
Byron shook his head.
“That’s not the point! The point is were still alive and we all know it’s about survival in here.”
“Is that what Dennis would have said?” Sam asked
Byron glared at Sam. This only fueled Sam determination.
“He was you son Byron and you let ‘Commander’ Becky snap his neck for questioning her methods.”
“I didn’t let her kill him.” Byron snapped back
“So you’re telling us you did your best to stop her?” Frank asked
“No it’s . . .” Byron attempted.
He dropped his head in frustration.
“Either we do it with you or we do it without you Byron it’s you’re choice.” Sam stated
Byron looked at each of them carefully. This wasn’t a decision to take lightly but deep in his heart he already knew his answer.
“Alright. This is how it’s going to work. I will speak to the supervisors of each department. If they all agree about the change I will assume leadership of this colony.”
Sam handed Byron a clipboard containing the signatures of all the department supervisors.
“Already done so.” he replied
Byron read over the list and nodded.
“Well then. It looks like we officially have a mutiny.”
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