Safety
Illyria is leading Angel and Spike through a thicket of trees. Ahead, there is a cave entrance, hidden by brush and vines.
SPIKE: Man, we did some damage, we did.
ANGEL: How else do you suggest to take down an army of darkness.
SPIKE: I just didn’t imagine the devastation. Whole blocks leveled, ground cracked open. It’s a wonder anyone’s around at all.
In the background, screaming, men and women. The growling and roaring of vampires, as well as other creatures laughing in delight. Spike and Angel stop to listen.
ILLYRIA: We must reach the cave. I will not come back for you if you fall behind. You cannot save them by standing still.
Angel hangs his head.
ANGEL: She’s right. Let’s get to the cave so we can find out what the Powers That Be have planned next.
SPIKE: Oh goody, lets hope its something useful.
Out of the bushes steps a short figure.
OZ: Well, I don’t know about useful, but I can be pretty damn funny at times.
ANGEL: Illyria, hang on. Oz, what are you doing here?
OZ: In the neighborhood, or what’s left of it.
SPIKE: Coincidence?
ANGEL: Not likely.
OZ: Don’t believe in coincidence. So, did I miss another apocalypse?
ANGEL: Not quite, we’re still in the middle of it. Again, why are you here?
SPIKE: You picked a great time to visit sunny LA. I think we just killed tourist season.
OZ: That’s ok, I’m not much of a tourist type of guy. By the way Angel, Nina sends her love.
ANGEL: Nina, how do you know Nina? What, where did you see her? I sent her out of town. If she didn’t leave, I’m gonna be pissed. Damn it, I have to go get her now.
OZ: No, it’s ok, she left town. I met her at the airport. We got to talking, found out we had a mutual friend named Angel, who had things looking pretty bad. I decided to see if I could help.
SPIKE: So you meet dog girl at the airport, chat her up and you don’t believe in coincidence?
ILLYRIA: Why are we wasting time with this wolf?
ANGEL: Illyria, this is Oz. He’s an associate of ours.
OZ: That’s me, the associate. You’re Illyria?
SPIKE: Illyria’s an Old One. Fred got infected with Illyria virus, pouf, she’s gone. There stands Bluey.
ANGEL: It seemed to be one of many well-timed accidents on our way to Carnegie Hall. I’m thinking we’re about to go backstage and get ready for the final act. I don’t suggest sticking around. It’s been ugly and bloody. And it’s for keeps. You need to leave.
OZ: Can’t say I came all this way just to be told to go home. Not my style. I want to help.
ANGEL: All right then, come on. Wait, you chatted Nina up? We’re apart for less then a day and she’s chatting up strange men at the airport.
OZ: Don’t worry, it’s a wolf thing. And I’m really not a strange guy.
ANGEL: Oh.
SPIKE: Angel, Oz, coming then.
OZ: Yeah, I’ve got some time. Is this it, I mean where’s the rest of your group?
ANGEL: Dead.
SPIKE: Blown up.
ILLYRIA: We are what’s left of the army for the Powers That Be.
GUNN: (Stepping out of the trees) Not quite.
ANGEL: Gunn, how are you here?
SPIKE: Good to see you Charley and no offense, (turning to the trees) but is there anyone else looking to jump out at us? Don’t have much time here, let’s get on with it.
GUNN: Spike’s right, we need to get into the cave quickly. I’ll explain in there. The Powers That Be equivalent of an H-bomb is about to go off and we need to split.
The group, five strong, push the brush away and enter the cave. The entrance vanishes and there is a big flash of light. The night goes silent.
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Flying
Looking out over a late afternoon sky
FAITH: When is this bird going to land, I’m gettin' closed in here man.
BUFFY: We’ll be in LA a little after 7 tonight. I’m not sure when that is because I don’t know what time it is. What time is it?
DAWN: Our time or Rome time?
BUFFY: Our time.
DAWN: Ok, we left London at 4:30 and we’ve been flying for an hour. Are we over land or water, I can’t tell.
FAITH: I’m not really liken the view, so I’m not taken a close look.
DAWN: Well, let’s just say we’re almost to the states, which means we’d be in eastern time zone. And that’s 6 hours behind London time, and it takes 3 hours by the clock to get from London to LA, but that’s only because the change in the time zones. We’re going back in time, which is really cool. But that doesn’t help you does it. I’d say its 5:30, about to go on 4:30.
FAITH: B, you have to stop little sis from hittin the ring dings. It’s not good for her and it’s not good for us.
BUFFY: All I know is what the pilot tells us. He says we’ll be in LA soon and I believe him.
DAWN: Buffy, it’s going to be ok right.
BUFFY: Sure, I trust the pilot, I mean, I don’t know him, but the airline wouldn’t put him in charge…
DAWN: I mean, with Spike and Angel; they’re ok? (more of a question than a statement)
BUFFY: I think so, no, (more forceful) I know so. It’s so going to be ok. We’ll get there and discover that they’re sitting around playing Canasta and everything is just fine, and why am I not convincing you.
DAWN: I don’t think Spike plays Canasta.
BUFFY: Oh. Dawn, in my heart I know, nothing bad as happened to either one of them. Well, maybe bad, but not terrible. And we’ll get there soon, see everything is alright, volunteer for clean-up duty and we’ll go home.
DAWN: I thought we were going home.
BUFFY: Both of them are very good at taking care of themselves. You’ll see.
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