Chp; 17 The Taking out Hart
Sun shined through the windows in the morning. Conner wasn’t In his dorm room. Gone to take a shower. Emma sat on the edge fiddling with her hands as she waited. Conner came out with a towel drying his hair. He was a little confused.
“I didn’t think you’d be here still,” stated Conner, he stood before her shirtless only his jeans on and his wet hair.
Emma looked up at him, “I can leave.”
“You’re sad,” said Conner.
Emma shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know.”
Conner sat next to her on the end of the bed, “You don’t have to be sad.”
Emma looked at him, “Please don’t trick me.”
“I’m not going to trick you,” stated Conner.
“People trick people.”
“I’m a person, with super powers, two vampires for parents, not a normal person,” said Conner.
“You wanted to be normal so bad, why are you around Angel?” asked Emma.
“I was thankful for the life he gave me, I was a wreck before now, but I realized I should do more.”
“I know that, I remember seeing all of it.”
“Well life was odd,” sighed Conner.
Emma would’ve showed some kind of sign of affection but she didn’t feel she should trust him yet. She didn’t know what to think, what to feel, she was very calm but hysterical at the same time, she hid it well, “What was it like everything, what did it feel like.”
Conner grabbed his shirt off the bed and put it on still talking to her, “Sick,” he thought about It, “I was scared, kinda sleepy.”
“I feel that right now,” said Emma.
“Don’t.”
“Why do you want my trust so bad?” asked Emma looking at Conner.
“I care.”
“You hook to people too quick,” scoffed Emma.
“That’s why I was tricked, I trusted to much,” said Conner.
“Evan after that Cordy woman gave birth to a 6ft black woman,” laughed Emma, “You were bloomin’ blind.”
Conner went wide eyed in agreement, “Unfortunately Yeah. Even though I knew what Jasmine was.”
“Nobody should find out this, where I am, nobody, my dad-” said Emma.
“Nobody will find out,” reassured Conner.
“I feel a little happier now,” sighed Emma.
“I wouldn’t trick you, I like you, a lot,” Emma looked straight forward, Conner put his hand on her shoulder and slowly put his arm around her.
“What’s statutory rape?” asked Emma shrugging him off.
“Why?”
“I heard the word once, well words, Angel was talking but I was too far to tell what about,” said Emma.
“Statutory rape, that’s when a legal adult has sex with a miner,” said Conner.
Emma was a little confused, “Okay.”
“A miner is somebody under the age of 18, Somebody older than that who has sex with a miner has committed a crime,” sighed Conner.
“You did that, You did something bad,” stated Emma.
“I know.”
“You’re a bad man,” she smiled, “I like bad boys.”
Conner smiled at her, “I’m just one of those rebels I guess.”
Emma stood up, “We’ll see what happens tomorrow night.”
“Going?”
“Got to go back sometime,” stated Emma.
Things were confusing. There was flashing. Screams. The Harvester walked through the halls of Wolfram & Hart. There was fire but not there, fire on the streets.
The Harvester bowed down to someone. Everything was unclear like a dream. Flashed that happened made everything look like it was in different places.
There was though something visible was a room made completely of ice. A coffin of ice too in the middle of the room. There was a searing scream.
It was the next night Emma was shaking. Emma was screaming. She lay next to Conner. Those images were really of a dream.
Conner grabbed her up in his arms quickly kneeling on his bed and she stopped screaming she sobbed in her sleep. Visions of That Harvester flashing under her eyelids.
“Emma?” asked Conner. Emma pushed him off her almost pushed him backwards off the bed Emma fell back against the bed. She was confused. Conner steadied himself on the bed. Emma was breathing hard. Emma let out a long breath, “Emma, are you okay?” asked Conner getting close to her.
“Something bad is going to come,” said Emma.
Conner pulled her towards him and held her in his arms tightly. He stroked her hair and she held on, “What?”
“The Harvester,” said Emma.
“Don’t think about it,” said Conner holding the trembling girl in his arms rocking her back and forth, “Not now.”
“What was I doing?” asked Emma.
“Screaming,” said Conner.
“I smelt flesh, burning flesh,” said Emma quietly.
“We’ll tell Angel when day comes,” said Conner.
The people of the dorm that were awaken went back to their rooms and to bed.
Angel came down the stairs in the morning. Conner and Emma walked in.
“Something bad is going to happen,” said Emma.
“Emma saw a dream,” said Conner.
Angel sighed, “What?”
“Something called the Harvester,” stated Emma.
Wesley hadn’t ever mentioned the pending apocalypse, or he tried and Angel kind of told him to calm down. Wesley was stressed about this. He looked it. He felt he needed a hair cut. [He didn’t really need one but, eh’]
Wesley laid back in his chair thinking, he sat there for a long time in the same position. In The same state of mind. He felt weak, but he wouldn’t sleep. He’d been awake for 3 days. Thinking, and thinking.
The days he did sleep it was because his body couldn’t handle being awake any longer. Wesley knew where to start. He didn’t want to tell anyone about what he knew though. They’d be angry with him now if he mentioned that he did know.
That would lead to them finding out about Waltz. Spike would be angry with him for letting Emma getting tested by 2 men from Wolfram & Hart. Angel would be angry because, you should of said something a little sooner.
Gunn and Conner would have mixed feelings. Anger or mistrust would be in the group of feelings. That’s at least what Wesley thought would happen. So many secrets.
He couldn’t repress the truth, people would be hurt. Would he be shoved out of the group for it too. Wesley had to tell them.
Wes knew what he had to do, but, he just sat in that chair behind his bedroom desk thinking that he was truly thinking about it and that he’d come with some kind of thought that would save his ass. And the Entire world’s ass from being slaves or dead.
He didn’t even know the harvester existed.
The Harvester had seen the Wolfram & Hart building. He read everything in there he could get his hands on and watched T.V. He spent his first days locked up in an office reading and watching T.V.
He was starting to turn into Wesley. Except Wes hadn’t watched T.V. and had a meal every now and again. The Harvester was also waiting for ideas even thought he already had them twice as fast he just wanted to read knowing that the world can wait for his rein.
The Harvester was merciful that way.
Gunn brought Wesley and Spike to the Lobby. Conner and Emma were there still.
“What’s going on?” asked Gunn.
“Emma had a dream about something bad,” said Angel.
“What?” asked Spike, he wanted to asked if she was alright but he knew she wouldn’t like him babying her in front of the group.
“Emma says that there’s a demon that is either here or not here now, that will soon be here named The Harvester,” said Angel.
“In my dream there burning flash, screaming, death on the streets, and I think he has a boss of some kind cause, well, he bowed down to someone and there was some talking but I don’t know what he said,” stated Emma.
“So we have a new problem on our hands,” said Angel, “We need to find out everything we can about this Harvester.”
“What if it was just a bad dream?” asked Gunn, “Come on Emma we all know that you don’t have the most complete past, dreams come up funny or bad sometimes.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” asked Conner.
“Well a couple of nights I had a dream about a duck doesn’t mean Angel’s going to get a sex change and Conner is going to become a chief and cook duck that wants to bad talk me,” stated Gunn, “This might just be a bad dream.”
“It’s not just a bad dream,” said Wesley, he’d finally come out with it, “The Harvester’s actual name Harvesuieous, he’s an old one. Ruled millions of years and enslaved most the species for his own good and well was one of the Old ones that like a little war, or big.”
“Did you learn this from Illyria?” asked Gunn.
“No,” sighed Wesley they were all quiet waiting for his reply, “I just found out recently. Waltz told me.”
“When I was getting tested?” asked Emma.
“No, I’d known for sometime, I just didn’t say anything,” said Wesley, “Waltz worked Wolfram & Hart and was an old friend of mines from the academy, he was even an old friend of Reese’s he works in the science lab at Wolfram & Hart and knew Lilah was planning something, he told me that.”
“And you didn’t say anything?” asked Angel.
“I don’t why I didn’t,” sighed Wesley.
“You let Wolfram & Hart people near my daughter,” said Spike getting all territorial going up to Wesley.
“I trust Waltz. He tried to stop Reese,” said Wesley looking at Emma.
“You let him in here?” sneered Emma, “Really bright choices.”
“Alright so we’ve got a big bad on our hands, and now Wesley tells us, well we haven’t heard anything scary besides that earth quake and we live in southern California so it could be nothing to worry about,” said Angel.
“What if Waltz’s buddy wasn’t trust worthy,” explained Conner.
“Then that dumby has my blood for his little firm,” said Emma, “They took my blood.”
Spike went up to Wesley and punched him in the face, “YOU TRY TO SACRIFICE MY DAUGHTER’S LIFE!!??”
Blood dripped down Wesley’s face from his nose. Angel and Gunn went to Wesley’s side. They helped him up and Emma waved her hand and the wound healed. She looked towards him as, if she were talking she would of scoffed.
“No fighting,” said Angel, “I demand it, we just need to figure out what to do.”
“Well if that man wasn’t trustworthy, wouldn’t he have already of done something?” asked Gunn.
“I don’t care,” sneered Spike, “Something bad happens to my daughter something bad happens to you.”
“Calm down,” scoffed Emma to her own father, “They would of done something by if that mattered, a plus, daddy,” her voice was mean, “I can take care of myself.”
Spike backed off and sat on the purple thing, Wesley spoke, “I wanted to say something but there was a feeling that I shouldn’t, and I didn’t, but I’ve spoken now.”
“Do you know where we can find out more Wes?” asked Angel.
“There’s some Codex that I should read, to know how to defeat this demon,” said Wesley.
“Where are they?” asked Gunn, “We’ll just order them on up.”
“There in Wolfram & Hart,” stated Wesley.
“So what, are we going to bloody walk trot right on in there to see what pops up, what if they know how to stop Emma?” suggested Spike.
“No one has ever proved that I can really be stopped,” said Emma, “I can die, but I can come back, ultimately I wont die, I’ll just come right back.”
“Reese concord making you before as weak as a human did he not?” asked Angel.
“Yes, through darkest magic this side of the devil,” stated Emma.
“Well this is Wolfram & Hart,” stated Angel, “They are this side of the devil.”
“Whatever,” scoffed Emma, “Just keep contradicting yourself.”
“I’m not going to contradict myself,” said Angel, “We’re going to get those Codex.”
“What if,” suggested Spike, “This Harvester Fellow is already dancing around.”
“I believe he would of done something by now if he was around yet,” said Wesley, “Most of The Old Ones were egotistic and well, would be rather willing to screw things up.”
“Understandable,” stated Conner.
“So we’re going into Wolfram & Hart to get some ancient books,” said Emma.
“And I’m going to pay a little visit to Lilah,” stated Angel.
Lilah was drinking some coffee at her desk signing some papers. When Angel suddenly appeared behind her. She didn’t flinch, she didn’t do anything. But speak, “Hi Angel.”
She put down he cup of coffee and turned towards him in her chair, “Hi Lilah.”
“Well, why are you hear because, I strictly said no vampires for Christmas,” said Lilah, “And why didn’t I hear you come in?”
“I killed your vampire detectors,” stated Angel, “Where’s The Harvester and why in the Hell would you be that stupid?”
“Oh I see you found out my plan, finally, God, Angel, is old age making you blind,” said Lilah, she smiled, “No, I was just sneaky, right under your prophecies.”
“Sorry Lilah but I don’t like people touching me down there,” said Angel.
“Well Angel, I’m sorry I can’t help because well, The Harvester he’s been locked up in an office for about I don’t know, days, reading, watching T.V., I can give you the key to that office if you want, cause I bet he’d really like to meet you because he’s already read all your files and knows everything about you all the way up to the son that had sex with another vampire with a soul’s child.”
“Don’t say anything about that,” stated Angel.
“Don’t worry my lips are sealed but I don’t know about that Harvester he’s bound to tell someone,” said Lilah, “It’ll be the talk of the water cooler.”
“What were you thinking?” asked Lilah.
“See, I unfortunately do whatever the senior partners want me to-”
“Don’t you have any morals Lilah, what, did the apocalyptic demon himself make plans not to kill you.”
“We’re on a, don’t kill rule the world basis thank you,” said Lilah.
“Don’t tell,” Angel said sarcastically, “You’re doing it for the sex?”
“I don’t have sex things that are like, a billion millennia old,” said Lilah, “Plus I think,” she started whispering, “He might be gay. That Fella not afraid to show a little leather.”
“So the senior partners put you up to this and you said yes,” said Angel.
“Well it’s better to say yes the to end up enslaved going home to a nice hell every night after I work under the pitchfork folding towels for the next century in my grandma’s basement with my dirty uncle Robert,” said Lilah.
“You’ve got issues if you call that hell,” said Angel, “Stop what you’re doing.”
“And what?” asked Lilah, “Are you going to save my soul?”
“I think with you that’s impossible,” said Angel.
“Thanks,” said Lilah.
“You’re welcome for the enlightenment,” stated Angel.
“So where’s these bleeding Codex?” asked Spike.
“In my old office which would have been given to the next willing ex-watcher’s member,” replied Wesley.
“Are we going to kill anybody?” asked Emma.
“I don’t think we’ll have to,” said Wesley.
The lights all around them suddenly went off in the Lobby of Wolfram & Hart. The floor began to shaking abruptly. People were going for a safe place. The Group just stood in the middle of the room as dry wall dust fell a little on them.
The shaking stopped. Some voice came on, “Prepare for lock down.”
Every single window in the entire room then went black, a piece of medal shot over ever single window.
“Uh oh,” said Gunn, “I didn’t do it.”
Angel noticed this and well, of course so. The lights went out, the floor shook and the windows blacked up. Lilah tapped her chin, “I didn’t order for that.”
The phone rang, Lilah picked up the receiver, “Hello?” Angel looked at the medal covered windows as Lilah hung up the phone, she spoke to Lilah, “Turns out things can go bad.”
“What do you mean Lilah?”
“The Harvester has just destroyed Every one of our firm buildings on earth except for this one.”
“That’s bad,” said Angel.
“That’s not right,” stated Emma.
There was loud creaking sound at the elevators, people were getting away from them as the doors were smashed open by none other then The Harvester. The group turned towards The Harvester.
“Hello girl,” said The Harvester noticing Emma, “And you others.”
“It talks,” stated Emma.
Emma went up towards The Harvester, “EMMA!” yelled Spike.
She ran at him and jumped up and Kicked him in the head. The Harvester flinched a little but was hardly phased.
Emma landed and backed away from The Harvester, “Holy Shit.”
“Get away from him Emma,” said Spike stepping forward.
“We need to save her,” said Conner.
“Spike don’t do anything we need to get those Codex,” said Wesley.
Emma punched The Harvester quickly in the face then kicked him in his stomach of like rock. Spike ran forward and punched The Harvester too. The guy just stood there and Spike hit the ground, “Bloody Hell.”
“Run, hide somewhere!!!” demanded Emma.
Harvester punched her in the head knocking her down, blood came from her face. Emma started getting up wearily.
Emma looked back to them, “Run, NOW!!”
Spike looked at her then did as she said and ran off with the other part of the group. Conner walked forward, he stayed behind.
Emma went to punch the demon and he grabbed her fist. He started snapping her fingers with his hand. She yelled in agony. Blood dripped down Emma’s arm. The Harvester spun her around and snapped her arm. She yelled in agony again. Then he yanked it quickly.
Conner came towards the Harvester angrily, “Get your damn hands off her.”
He punched the Harvester in the head making him let go of Emma. Conner‘s eyes had turned yellow and when he breathed through his mouth with anger there was a low growling sound and he had fangs. Odd bird.
Conner punched The Harvester in the face quickly making the Harvester fly back wards but he still stayed on his feet. The Harvester punched Conner in the face to quick for Conner to have dodged it. Then he grabbed Conner and threw him into the elevators leaving a dent.
Emma cradling her arm used the other one and slammed it into The Harvester’s stomach. Then she kicked him. Conner was back,
The Harvester punched him and He grabbed Emma and picked them up. They were bloody, her arm was bleeding heavily and blood dripped from her mouth. The Harvester threw the two to the next level, Emma and Conner hit the walls.
Emma healed slowly but hardly she could stand again. Conner helped her walk they stood up and ran towards where the group went.
Spike, Wesley, and Gunn were walking down the halls, “I shouldn’t of left my daughter there. I should go back.”
“Conner’s with them isn’t he?” asked Wesley.
They looked for Conner.
“WE SHOULD GO BACK!” demanded Spike.
“Everything in here unless we can help it is going to die,” said Wesley, “We need to get the Codex and get out of here.”
“I’m not leaving without my daughter,” said Spike.
“Then don’t,” stated Wesley.
The building started shaking again.
Emma and Conner were still trying to get away. They were limping at a fast pace but not good enough. The Harvester appeared in front of them automatically. Conner and Emma stopped. They had healed but were in still no condition to fight.
Conner and Emma started backing up.
“You are truly strong,” smiled The Harvester.
Conner went at the Harvester and jumped up to kick him but didn’t work. Conner started punching him in the stomach a punch a second. Nothing happened. Emma’s eyes went yellow and she jumped at the Harvester and leapt over him Then she kicked him in the back.
The Harvester still wouldn’t go down. Emma The Harvester swung his arms out quickly and Emma and Conner were both thrown into the lobby in a flash of light. The Harvester walked towards them.
Emma and Conner ran landed on the ground. Conner spit up blood. Emma and Conner stood up. The Harvester came at them. Emma then stood in front of the Harvester. She grabbed him and just with so much anger held on.
Her eyes opened wide and her ears started to breath. That thing that happens when she touches people started to happen. She pulled away blood marks on the Harvester. Emma’s eyes started going red blood shot, her white of her eyes were red from blood. The iris yellow and the pupil dilated.
Emma jumped up and twirled around quickly knocking her fist across his face. Emma landed back on her feet and spun around slamming her elbow across his face then she punched him in the face with her fist. Emma pushed him out of the room.
She stood there breathing hard. Spike had run in. Conner watched Emma. The blood in her eyes dripped down her cheeks because it wasn’t settled in her eyes anymore. Emma cocked her head to the side.
Emma’s voice sounded like two people talking for a moment, her roots of her hair started turning red like The Harvester and Illyria. They’re skin the same. Emma looked at her hands, “I like this body such strength,” he seconded voice sounded manly, “If only she would stop rejecting me,” she laughed.
Conner went towards Emma She looked at him then passed out quickly. Her skin and hair went back to normal. So did Conner’s even though his change wasn’t as dramatic. Conner caught her.
“You can touch Emma,” said Spike.
“I guess,” said Conner.
“Carry her we should go find Angel,” stated Spike, “Then find Wesley and Gunn again.”
The harvester was slammed through 2 offices were of walls till her landed in a hall landing on his feet halting himself. He started laughing. He stood up looking around at all the fleeing people. He kept laughing.
Angel and Lilah were walking through the halls of Wolfram & Hart.
“I don’t think this is an electrical problem,” stated Angel.
“I’ve noticed, it’s a Harvester problem,” she said kicked one of the dead people on the ground out of her way as she kept walking, “And Frankly not very good for the shoes.”
“So he’s going to kill everyone in here?” asked Angel.
“That’s what I’ve been lead to believe,” replied Lilah.
“So is there anyway to stop it?” asked Angel.
“Not that I’m aware of,” stated Lilah.
“You’ve really done something stupid,” said Angel.
“I’m dead, do you think I care,” said Lilah, “As I said it wont save my soul,” Lilah continued, “So, tell me what, do you feel threatened by all this?”
“All what?” asked Angel, “This, here, dead bodies on the floor, just take me to the armory or something.”
“The Harvester has infinite hearing, he knows where you are and can open up a portal right to here and rip your throat out, but thankfully he’s too nice to let you not live a little longer.”
Wesley and Gunn were going to Wesley’s old office. They were being very careful of what came a long. Gunn had achieved coming by a pole for protection.
“I don’t believe that will really help you in a battle with an infinite god monster,” stated Wesley.
“Still, I can play a little faceball while I’m getting the crap beaten out of me, make me feel noble,” said Gunn.
“You’re not going to die,” said Wesley.
“What makes you think I wont Wes,” said Gunn, “I mean I’ve once again become the muscle, I just know more.”
“That doesn’t guarantee death,” said Wesley.
“Well I’m certainly not immortal,” said Gunn.
“You’re part of Angel Investigations, don’t look down upon your job,” said Wesley, “You’ll be immortal as long as your with us.”
“Really,” said Gunn, “I see you trying to comfort me, don’t worry I’m ready to go when the time comes, get some rest and relaxation.”
“I should of told you guys what I had going on,” said Wesley.
“I think it’s fine, I mean sounds like you and this Waltz had a good ole conversation, probably a lot of stuff said, but it takes coping to spit it out, or guts,” said Gunn.
They didn’t talk for a long moment. They got to Wesley’s old office and opened the door inside was the dead body of the one who work there now. Wesley saw the books that he wanted right on the desk.
“Imagine it Wes,” said Gunn looking at some of the books on the shelves just to look as Wesley packed up the ones that they needed, “The future, we’re dead, maybe our descendents are somewhere out there, but Angel’s still around fighting the big bad, Spike, Emma, weird isn’t it, Emma still 16yrs. Old looking,” laughed Gunn.
There was scratching noise. Wesley looked around. It was in the vent Wesley put down the books for a moment and went to the vent the scratching got louder. Wesley slowly opened the vent, “Something’s in there.”
“What?” asked Gunn going towards Wesley.
Quickly, something jumped out and pit into Wesley’s throat. A zombie had bit into Wes. Gunn went over to Wesley and started beating on the zombie and it let go of Wesley. Wesley stood up blood going down onto his shirt. The zombie in the vent started coming towards them.
Gunn and Wesley pulled away. The worker then came at Gunn quickly. Quickly? They’re zombies. That thing was faster then a normal human. Gunn quickly turn and around and smashed the pipe against the zombies head and went towards the door as Wesley grabbed the books. They went out the door.
Slowly the zombies were getting up. Slowly, very slowly. But then as soon as they got to their feet for some reason they were quicker. Gunn hit the one’s blocking his way. One woman bit his ankle.
Wes had the books in a bag and he was smashing them across the faces, “We should get to the armory!”
“I prefer getting out,” said Gunn.
“We’re too far away from the nearest escape to just go there,” Wesley stated smacking his books across another one’s face.
Conner was caring Emma as him and Spike walked down one of the halls.
“We should get weapons, or get the hell our,” said Spike.
“What about finding the others?” asked Conner.
“Fine, then we’ll do that,” said Spike.
Emma started coughing. The blood from her ears was gone. Everything about her was back to normal except for the blood and dirt on her clothes. She opened her eyes slowly.
“Put her down,” said Spike.
Conner helped Emma down. Emma blinked confused, “What the hell happened?”
“You were possessed by The Harvester,” stated Conner.
“No we need to get out affairs in order and get the bloody hell out,” said Spike leading the rest of the way.
The dead bodies started making that scratching sound. They looked down at one of them, “Did it do that?” asked Emma.
The body then started standing up and Emma slammed her foot into it’s throat and it stopped moving. Another one rose to it’s feet and Conner slammed his fist into it’s head. More started getting up and coming towards them.
Emma punched one in the head in front of her then flipped one behind her. They started running down the hall past the living dead.
Angel and Lilah made it to the Lobby fighting. Angel kicked one on his right in the stomach then swung around and punched one.
“How are these things so fast?” asked Angel.
“They’re on fast forward,” replied Angel.
One bit him in the side and slammed him against a wall. Angel punched it in the head then one came around in front of him and leapt at him and Angel punched that one in the face. Before he could pull his arm in Angel had two women biting it.
Lilah was beating them off with her shoe but had already been biting. Angel jumped up and kicked one across the face. He landed and grabbed one by the head and tossed him aside. Angel punched one in front of him as another bit him.
“There’s too many,” said Lilah stabbing the zombies with the heel of her shoe.
“I hear Angel,” said Emma.
“Me too,” said Conner, “And Lilah.
They started following the sound of Lilah and Angel.
Spike, Emma and Conner ran into the lobby. Followed by more dead people. Emma jumped up and spun around kicked four of the demons in the head and there bodies went down as their heads went across the room. Emma landed on her hands flipped up and kicked 2 of them in the head killing them.
Angel tossed one to the side of the room and punched one in the head as it came towards him. Conner’s eyes went yellow and he flipped forward on his hands and jumped up kicking two across the heads knocking those dead thinkers off. He landed and slammed one in the face with his fist.
Emma grabbed two by the hair and slammed their skulls together killing them. Emma spun around on her right leg and kicked one with her left killing it. She landed on her left and kicked one with her right.
Conner backed handed one and punched one in front of him. He went on his hands and pounced on two then flipped up landed on his feet spun around kicked two of them in the head. Emma passed him by flipping back wards kicking two’s heads off. More came.
Emma landed and slammed her hands into two’s heads. Emma ripped off one of the stair rails and twirled it around slammed it against one’s head on the right, stabbed one on the left and then hit one across the face again on her left.
Conner ran at a wall and jumped off of it pouncing on one then flipped back again pounced on another and landed jumping up and killing another. Spike, Angel and Lilah were cornered. Emma and Conner went to their rescue.
Conner leapt up and slammed two of them against a wall killing them, and jumped off. Landed on his feet punching one in the head. He grabbed one from Angel and ripped it’s head off by the hair then tossed it’s body aside and punched one on his left in the head.
Emma scratched one across the chest twice and slammed her fit through it’s stomach throwing him off.
Gunn and Wesley were running down the hall of the armory and towards the door. “Get in there!” demanded Wesley.
Gunn pushed open the door and his life sort of flashed through his eyes as he saw before him The Harvester. Something was wrong. Wesley stopped in his halt to see a fist of white skin and red before him. Sticking out of his friends chest.
Gunn wasn’t in shock of The Harvester he had the things’ fist in his chest.
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