i promised violence so here be violence.
sorry it took so long to write a new chapter i've been busy goin to high school, and then uni on sataday's. But here it is.
Thanks for the reviews, guy, keep them coming please
____________________________________________________________________________________When they arrived at the apartment, Connor set Spike on the ground, who immediately started to explore the place.
"Good news is that the demons ain't movin'." Gunn said. "They just standin' there. Like zombies."
"Zombies do not stand. They walk very slowly." Illyria corrected.
"Yeah, but they might as well just stand there."
"Maybe they're supposed to just stand there." Connor suggested. "Like they're protecting something."
"Like the portal?" Angel finished.
"Bad news is," Spike said, walking into the room with them. "Is that there's about twenty demons who don't know how to stand still and are just itchin' for a fight. And they're in the bedroom."
As if summoned, the demons rushed them.
"Get the weapons from them!" Angel shouted, right before he was tossed to the other side of the room.
Illyria had no problem fighting the demons. She had killed three in just a matter of seconds.
"You are nothing but a shadow of those from the past. I am deeply ashamed for them." She informed them, while slicing ones head off. "Bow down and you shall be spared of death."
None bowed.
Connor 'borrowed' a sword from the green slime demon he was fighting and returned it to him through his head.
"Well, i guess you won't be needing it anymore." He took it back.
Three tried to rush him, but only two actually made it to him. He dodged the first one and stuck his hand into ones chest, ripping out his life sorce. When he looked up, he saw Angel starring at him.
"They had these in-"
He was cut off as a mean looking demon knocked him to the ground.
"You shall pay for killing me brother, filthy human."
He ran Connor through with a short sword, and the boy fell to the floor. Rolling with momentum, he jumped to his feet and snapped the things neck.
"I really hate when they do that."
Gunn liked demons. Really, he did. He'd been fighting vampires and demons since he was young. What he hated, was fighting yellow squishy demons with tentacles. And him owning no weapon.
"Sorry, you're really not my type." He grunted as the thing tried to grab him. "It's not me, it's you!"
He twirled //No! I jumped. No twirlin' goin' on here// out of the way and bumped into a green demon //like Lorne// and took the things sword off the sheath on his back. Turning back to the squishy demon, he cut off one of its tentacles. Two more grew in its place.
"That ain't fair." He stated. "Sorry, Squishy, but i don't have a death wish."
He moved away from the thing and 'choose' another apponent. One that wasn't yellow. Or grew tentacles back, twice as many.
The demon ran Angel through with a sword, and twisted, before yanking it back out. Angel screamed with the pain and fell to his stomach. He turned onto his back just in time to see the sword flying towards him once more. He kicked his leg out, cataching the demon on its shins, and knocking him back to the floor, rendering his legs useless. Clutching his own wound, the vampire-turned-human rose to his feet.
"Now i know how painful it is for a human."
He took the demons axe, and decapitated it.
"Is everyone still alive?" He called.
"Yeah." Came Gunn and Connor's reply.
"Yes. Though i am shamed by there small effort." Illyria said.
"That's a yes." He muttered.
He raised the axe and charged at an oncoming demon.
"Yo, Connor, how many you got?" Gunn shouted.
"Eleven." He grunted. "...Twelve. You?"
"Seven." He blocked his attacers attack, and shoved him back. "How many cuts?"
"Three. You?"
"four and a half...five."
"First one to twenty?"
"You're on."
Gunn swung, but missed, and got punched to his stomach. He doubled over and was elbowed in the back, driving him to his knees.
"Fourteen!" Connor shouted. "Fifteen..."
"Two for the price of one!"
Connor soon found himself back to back with Gunn. Connor had one the race.
"What's my prize?" He asked.
"You get more demons to kill than me."
He shrugged. "Fair enough."
"Do you see Angel anywhere?"
"He's on the floor, with a sword pointed at his neck." He paused. "And he's up again."
"I see Illyria's doing fine, as always."
"Dad's got your demon." Connor said.
"What? Oh, she not my type. It's the tentacles."
"I'm gonna go help him. You ok?"
"Yeah. Go."
Connor jumped over the demons back, striking and killing him as he did so, and landed beside Angel.
"Want a hand?"
"Or a tentacle." Angel joked.
"I'll get 'em to go after me, and you kill it."
Just like that, Connor darted to the left, and the tentacles followed him, the demon turning.
Seizing the oppotunity, Angel waited for the right moment before raisin his axe up high, and planted in the demon big, squishy head. Yellow bllod squirted out, spraying both Angel and Connor, as well as the demons left around them.
Soon, all the demons were dead, and they stood in the centre of the room, breathing hard. Except Illyria, who hadn't even broken a sweat.
"Where's Spike?" Gunn asked, once he got his breath back.
They looked. They found him behind the upturned sofa, passed out and cut. His shirt was ripped to shreds, and his face, arms, stomach and back were covered in shallow cuts. The was one on his forehead, just a little deeper than the others.
Angel glanced at his own wound, and was happy to see that it was already closing. Not only did he keep the inhuman strength, he'd also kept the super-fast-healing...thing.
They tended to Spike's wounds first, seeing as how he was now the youngest, and the smallest. He didn;t need any plasters, for the cuts were little more than scratches. The only one that required any covering was the one on his forehead.
Gunn then slipped his shirt onto Spike, to keep him warm until they got him hone.
Then they all patched themselves up.
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TBC in part 2
So, what do you think? I know, not much baby Spike, but he's a baby now, with no super human strength or healing power any more.
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