Whistler looked around Rebecca’s apartment. He whistled in appreciation.
“Swanky,” he said, “You know how many chicks I could get with a place like this?”
Rebecca shook her head in disgust. If this guy was really working for the powers that be they must want to know how much patients she has.
“I’m still waiting to hear how you’re my key to Wolfram and Heart.”
Whistler looked over to Rebecca.
“Oh that, yeah, grab a seat this is gonna take a while.”
Rebecca sat down on the sofa while Whistle took the armchair. He stretched himself out and made himself as comfortable as possible.
“How am I going to get into Wolfram and heart?” she asked him attentively
“It ain’t going to be easy kiddo. The big bad wolf don’t just pick anybody off the street they need to make the scene first.”
“What do I need to do?”
“See, it’s like sex, you need the guy to be standing at attention before you let him through the gate, know what I mean?”
“Sadly, yeah.” Rebecca replied disgusted by the analogy
“You need to do something headline worthy, Something that scream ‘wow this girl can really do evil’. That’s where I come in.”
He stood up and paced in front of her.
“You need somebody down at street level spreading the word about the new bad girl in town.”
“And you can do that?”
“Oh hell yeah,” Whistler replied almost offended, “don’t mean to brag but I got this town wired. The demon network runs all over the place. It just so happens I have an . . . opportunity that might help.”
Rebecca looked suspiciously at the weaselly looking man.
“What?” she asked hesitantly
Whistler smiled mischievously at the Divine One
~ Library of Hemery highs School ~
“I can’t do this,” Roxy said as she pushed her homework.
“Come on it’s not that hard,” Vicki replied as she checked out her notes
“Easy for you to say miss brain your good at this crap.”
“Hey. Your not going to beat this if you’re going to have that attitude.”
“What’s the point we all know what we’re going to do in the future it’s not like the vamps and demons are just going to quit is it.”
“You heard what Buffy said this doesn’t need to be full time anymore. Lets try it again.”
Vicki went back to tutoring Roxy. Glenda looked over the top of her magazine and rolled her eyes. Vicki shot her a look.
“Don’t think I’m not going to deal with you next.” She snapped
The door burst open and Shona marched in. she paced straight up to their table.
“Were up.” She said seriously
“Alright!” Roxy exclaimed, “goodbye algebra.”
Glenda gazed lazily at the senior slayer.
“Need help?” she asked
“Not this time Glenda,” Shona replied, “I’ll call you if I do.”
“Wuss.” Glenda replied as she went back to her reading.
Shona flashed Glenda an annoyed look. She shook it off and led the two teenage slayers out.
“What are we dealing with?” Vicki asked
“Some kind of demon decided to use the maternity ward of the hospital as an all you can eat baby buffet.” Shona replied
“Gross,” Roxy replied, “bags slicing it’s head off.”
Vicki did a quick head count and realised there was a problem
“Where’s Nighthawk?” she asked
“That’s what I wanna know?” Shona replied angrily
~ Dorm rooms of UCLA, Los Angeles – 30 minutes later ~
“Sorry I haven’t seen her,” Joni said casually
“She in class or something?” Shona asked
Joni gave Shona a surprised look.
“Doubt it. Not if she wants campus security on her again.”
“What?”
“Penny dropped out about three months ago, didn’t go quietly either, there’s been a rumour spreading that she flipped the deans card.”
Shona stared at Nighthawks former roommate. She wondered why Nighthawk never mentioned this to her.
“Do you know where she might be?”
“She does have that job.”
Joni picked up a scrap of paper and scribbled down the address. Shona took it and read the address and frowned. She knew this area it’s not exactly woman friendly.
“Thanks.” Shona replied unsettled
“If you see her tell her to give me a call. I’m dieing to know how the house hunting went.”
“Alright.”
Shona left campus extremely concerned and confused. If she was having problems why didn’t she go to her or at least her brother? She needed answers and there was only going to get it from one place.
~ Roys pizza, up town – 20 minutes later ~
“Penny! Your up!” The owner yelled
Nighthawk carefully picked up pizza boxes and placed them in the warmer. Between spending her free nights as a slayer and the rest of the time working she was feeling completely drained. She heard the bell jingle on the front door.
“Hi welcome to Roys pizza, the best pie in town,” Nighthawk said exhausted, “What can I get you?”
“Nighthawk?” Shona said curiously
Nighthawk looked up at Shona. Usually she would be surprised but, by now, she was too exhausted.
Shona, Roxy and Vicky looked around the dishevelled restaurant. Either the city doesn’t head up this far or the owner has the health inspector in his pocket. Shona looked at her partner concerned.
“What the hell are you doing here?” She continued
Nighthawk looked around the room impatiently. She doesn’t have time for explanations.
“You know what? Explain later, come on we have a demon to deal with.”
“I can’t,” Nighthawk replied anxiously, “I’ve got a double shift tonight I’m filling in for one of the girls.”
“Was it the food?” Roxy asked
“Hey sweetheart!” Roy yelled as he stormed out of the kitchen.
He put his hand on Nighthawk’s shoulder. Shona couldn’t help but notice Nighthawk’s uncomfortable look.
“These pizzas aint gonna deliver themselves! If you want to keep your job I suggest you get your tight little ass in the car!”
“Yeah, Roy.” Nighthawk said sadly.
“Thanks babe.” Roy replied slapping her on the ass.
Shona glared at Roy in a fiery anger. Roy looked up at the three women.
“Oh, hey, can I get you three women anything?”
“Hell no!” Shona yelled.
“Suit yourself.” Roy replied as he walked back into the kitchen.
Shona watched him like a hawk until he was out of earshot. She focused her attention back to Nighthawk
“You are so not working here anymore!” she yelled at her
“Shona . . . just . . .” Nighthawk attempted sadly
“What the hell is wrong with you girl? You just gonna stand there and take it?”
Nighthawk sighed heavily. She loaded the pizzas into the warmer slowly. Shona couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
“If your not going to do anything then I will!” Shona continued
Shona leaped over the counter. Nighthawk stepped in her way.
“Just . . . don’t alright.” Nighthawk replied
The portal opened in front of a dimly lit bar. Rebecca, Rebecca, Whistler and the brothers stepped out. Rebecca looked at it curiously.
“What did you say this place was again?” she asked
“Demon bar. According to this guy I know some of the patrons skipped out on their legal bills and Wolfram and Heart want to collect.”
Rebecca nodded.
“So I just take out those demons.”
“No,” Whistler replied, “You need to take out the whole bar . . .”
Rebecca flashed Whistler a shocked look.
“ . . . And before you give me that look, don’t worry, they’re all evil.”
“Oh.” Rebecca replied, “Alright. Samuel, Markus. You’re on run away watch.”
“Yes divine one.” Markus replied
Inside the mood was a serious one. Demons of all shapes and sizes sat around tables dinking anything from beer to blood. On one of the tables a demon said goodnight to his friends. He nodded to the demon working the bar and headed for the door and reached for the door handle. He released it quickly and painfully as the handle began to glow under intense heat. The demon stepped away from the door as it began to ignite. A few moments later it exploded sending fragments flying across the room. Rebecca stepped in, her jacket whipping around in the wind. She surveyed the scene.
“Hey!” a demon yelled from the corner, “I just had that door replaced!”
Rebecca looked at the demon curiously. Using her full uber-slayer speed she was over there before anybody realised she moved. Rebecca grabbed the demon by the collar and effortlessly tossed him into the center of the room. This caught the attention of the rest of the bar. Rebecca barrel rolled out of the way of two advancing demons attack. She leaped back onto her feet ready for a brawl. Raising her had she formed a fireball and tossed it at three vampires in the corner. As they burst into flame she punched another demon across the jaw as she kicked another trying to blindside her.
Rebecca paced over to a chair and kicked it up into her hand. She smashed it over the head of the closest creature. One of the tallest creatures in the room tried to crush her from behind. Rebecca, sensing the attack, opened a portal beneath her feet and she slipped in. This thew the demon off center as a second portal opened above him and Rebecca landed on his back. She snapped the demons neck and flipped off.
Outside Whistler watched as the brothers effectively took out any demon attempting to escape. He smiled happily as, moments later; Rebecca stepped out of the bar.
“Nice work,” he said happily “Good to see the monastery didn’t make you soft.”
“What next?” Rebecca asked
Whistler looked at her seriously.
“This one’s not gonna be so easy kid. There’s this other firm in town that has made it its life work to win against Wolfram and Hart.”
Rebecca frowned. She didn’t like where this was going.
“What’s the deal?” she asked
“This law firm its run by Charles Gunn.”
Rebecca previous look of shock didn’t compare.
“No way.” She replied
“Sorry Rebecca if you want to get in the mix with the big boys your going to have to get your hands dirty.”
“Why Gunns office?”
“You haven’t been around evil in a while have you? Personal vendettas, very big in their world.”
“I’m not going to kill humans.”
“You might have to if you want to get at the partners. You think I enjoy telling you this? I don’t, this is how the game’s played. I’m sure you and the Olsen twins behind you can come up with a best of both worlds solution.”
Gunn finished signing some contracts. He handed the documents back to his secretary who took them away to file. Behind her there was a knock on the door. Gunn looked up and smiled.
“Hey Angel,” he said happily, “This is your first time down to the office.”
Angel looked around the luxury building impressed.
“I had to see it eventually. You’ve been talking about this place for so long.”
“Well I don’t like to brag . . . Who am I kidding I love to brag. This place is amazing.”
“Your business has certainly picked up since you shifted out of the Hyperion.”
“Yeah. I’ve been picking several celebrity clients on the name alone.”
“I wondered why you called it ‘Gunn: law firm’.”
“I’m guessing this isn’t a social visit Angel so what’s up?”
“There was a girl take about two nights ago. We found some skin on the scene. Alex examined it and said that it might be a Geagan Demon.”
“I’ll get on it.” Gunn replied picking on the phone.
“Thanks” Angel replied handing him the name of the girl.
Gunn and Angel waited patiently for the other end of the phone. Gunn looked up at his former employer curiously.
“So how’s Alex holdin’ up? You two had that thing the other night.”
Angel dropped his head sadly.
“He’s doing the best he can. I know they say it’s supposed to get easier with time but . . .”
“ . . . None of those people knew Rebecca?” Gunn prompted, “I know what you mean.”
Angel nodded.
“How are you doin’?” Gunn continued
“It’s been a rough year, losing Spike and Illyria to that chaos demon who switched Rebecca with Becky. And with Nina . . .”
“Still hasn’t called yet huh?”
“I don’t know where she got the idea that there is still something between me an Buffy.”
“I think it was when you spent all that time with her.”
“We were trying to find Rebecca that’s all.”
“Yeah,” Gunn mused, “you keep telling yourself that.”
There was a click on the other end of the line. Gunn snapped back to attention.”
“Sammy, it’s Charles, I need you to run a trace on a name for me.”
Gunn picked up the note.
“Last name, Bentley, First name, Hilary, can you put a rush on that . . . thanks.”
He hung up the phone and smiled at Angel.
“Should be here in about ten Sammy’s the best at these things.”
“Great.” Angel replied.
The intercom on Gunns desk buzzed. He pressed the button.
“What is it Janice?”
“There are two gentlemen here who wish to see you. They say it’s urgent”
“I’ll be right out,” Gunn said, “ ’scuse me for a moment Angel.”
Gunn walked out of his office and up to reception. He saw the two men waiting and smiled at them warmly.
“Welcome to Gunn: law firm. My name is Charles Gunn how can I help.”
“Greeting. My name is Markus this is my partner Samuel. We understand you have some experience dealing with Wolfram and hart.”
“Absolutely, we have a great track record against them, what’s the problem.”
Markus and Samuel looked at each other.
“This is kind of awkward,” Samuel explained, “My partner and I refused to do business with them and now we think they have sent someone after us.”
Gunn frowned. He motioned the men to follow them. Back inside Angel was collecting the information he needed as Gunn approached.
“You might want to hear this Angel.” He said seriously, “Go ahead.”
“As I was explaining to Mister Gunn. We believe that Wolfram and Hart want to kill us.” Markus explained
“Any specific threats?” asked
“No. I did hear a rumour that they sent an assassin after us. A woman calling herself Emerald.”
“Guessing ‘Jade’ was a little to clichéd for an assassin.” Gunn commented
“I have something I need to clear up first but I will definitely look into this.” Angel said
“That is all we ask,” Samuel replied, “I will give you our . . .”
Suddenly, from behind them, a portal began to open in the roof. Group looked at this extremely concerned. Out of the portal a woman dropped out wearing a long hooded green jacket and a dark green ski mask.
“Definitely not human.” Gunn commented
“Oh god she’s here.” Samuel exclaimed
~ Outside the office of Gunn: law firm – 20 minutes ago ~
Rebecca kneeled down on the rooftop of adjacent building. She watched the door carefully as Angel stepped out of his car and entered.
“You never said Angel was going to be here.” She remarked to Whistler.
“It’s not like I can see the future Beck,” whistler replied, “We’ll just have come up with something better.”
“Forget it I’m not doing this. This is just getting way out of hand.”
“Fine then, lets just give up on the whole quest entirely, hey do you want front row seats the next time Wolfram and Hart decide to put on another apocalypse?”
Rebecca flashed him a look.
“This was never going to be easy,” Whistler explained, “chances are your gonna have to do a lot of things you don’t like.”
Rebecca looked down at the office once again. She started to think strategy.
“Alright, but if were doing this nobody’s going to die.”
“Do I need to explain the whole ‘being evil to impress evil lawyers’ concept to you again?”
“NOBODY’S going to die.”
“Aright,” Whistler exclaimed defensively, “I was just sayin’ . . . actually there might be somethin’ I can do. It’s going to take some creative arm-twisting but I think it’ll work just. I’ll be right back.”
Pulling out his cell phone he started to dial as he made his way back down to the street. Rebecca thought about the best way to approach this. A light bulb went off in her head.
“Markus, Samuel how are your acting skills?” she asked
Angel moved to a defensive position in front of the brothers. He stared the assassin straight in her deep brown eyes. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something familiar about this woman but he pushed it to the back of his mind.
“What ever Wolfram and Hart sent you here to do it’s not going to happen.” Angel said angrily
The assassin didn’t reply. She simply readied herself for a fight. Angel didn’t want to disappoint her. Motioning Gunn to take the brothers into his office Angel paced up to the woman. He swung out with a left hook. The assassin ducked under and flipped backwards-catching Angel on the chin. He fell to the ground hard. The assassin grabbed him by collar and flung him back onto his feet. She kicked him in the Stomach sending him flying back into the doorway of Gunns office. Climbing back on to his for a second time he picked up a letter opener from the top of a filing cabinet and flung it at her. The assassin concentrated on the flying blade and it began to lose momentum until it came to a complete stop a foot away from it’s target. It dropped to the ground as the assassin stared seriously at the vampire.
Inside his office Gunn watched the fight scene worried.
“You guys stay here I’m going to go out and help.”
“Absolutely,” Samuel commented as he raised his hand, “We should all do what we must.”
Chanting quietly he opened a portal beneath Gunns feet. Shocked Gunns dropped down quickly.
“Quickly we must return to the meeting point.” Samuel commented as Markus opened a second portal behind them.
The assassin dodged two more of Angels attacks and countered with a scorpion kick to the face. As Angel stumbled back she ran up to him and flying kicked him in the chest. Angel few back at unparalleled speed. He smashed through Gunns office door and out the back Window. The assassin quickly scouted the office to confirm that she was alone. She pulled off her mask and sighed heavily. Rebecca hoped she had given Markus and Samuel enough time. There was only one thing left to do.
Rebecca moved to the center of the office and concentrated. Folding her arms across her chest the magical energy began to swirl around her. The air rippled as she drew in more and more power. When the energy had reached its peak she flung her arms out sending the energy flying in all directions. Every object near her was pushed violently up against the walls. Rebecca kept sending energy out as she hears the load bearing support poles begin to bend and creak against the strain. With a loud crack they gave way. Just before the rubble hit her she opened a portal under her and slipped through to safety.
Angel watches on in shock as he saw the entire building collapse in front of him. He had no idea who this Emerald was but he was going to find out.
Later on that after noon Whistler and Rebecca sat quietly drinking coffee in a diner. Whistler’s angry expression made her curious.
“You said something headline worthy right?” she asked
“I didn’t mean bring down the entire building. Just make it look like you slaughtered everyone. You know how hard it was to slip those cadavers from the morgue into that mess? It was hard. So did your plan work?”
“Samuel and Markus got most people out before the crash I think I managed to get the rest. Let’s hope it worked.”
Whistler looked over to the door seriously. He quickly finished his coffee and collected his things.
“Looks like you go somebody’s attention I’ll see you later kid.”
Rebecca looks over to the door and sees a sharply dressed woman with sandy blond hair approach. Rebecca calmly went back to her meal as she approached.
“That was a little presumptuous of you to use our name for your mess.” Pearl said as she sat opposite Rebecca
“Yeah, well, everybody’s got to blame someone.” Rebecca replied
“I understand that you were also responsible for talking out Jakes bar as well.”
“They looked at me funny. Any reason why you’re talking?”
“I’m here to offer you a job,” Pearl commented, “We could use a person of your exceptional talent.”
Rebecca looked at her curiously.
“Thought you needed to go to law school first.”
Pearl smiled.
“There are many facets of Wolfram and Hart that deal with more mundane concerns for our clients.”
“Mundane, huh, sorry not interested.”
“I can assure you that you will be paid exceptionally well.”
“And I can assure you that my boys are going to kick your ass unless you give me a good reason for them not to.”
From adjacent booths the brothers stood and walked over to Pearl. Pearl simply smiled and slipped a simple envelope in front of Rebecca. Curiously Rebecca opened the envelope and pulled out the large wad of 100-dollar bills inside. A smile crossed her face.
“Wow. This is a lot of green.” She commented
“You’ll get paid ten time that amount on a weekly basis if come with us.”
“Alright,” Rebecca replied, “I’m in.”
“Great just be at this address early tomorrow and we’ll get the ball rolling.”
It took Pearl a few minutes to return to the office. She stepped into the elevator and pressed a sequence of buttons and a large white button materialised. Moments later she was in the white room. Pearl waited patiently for the conduit. From the distance the conduit approached. Her look was different from the last time she was in here but she knew the conduit took on the most appropriate form for the situation. She examined the most recent form in surprised. The conduit looked like a 22-year-old woman with brown eyes and long brown hair tied up into an aggressive plat.
“So?” it asked
“We have her.” Pearl replied
“Like there was any doubt. You know why she agreed.”
“Yes. I’m a little confused why the senior partners agreed to let her work here.”
“Because she has something inside her that is going to be very useful to us.”
“What should I do with her in the mean time?”
Evil Becky smiled.
“Let’s see exactly how loyal The Divine One is willing to be.”
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