The doorway behind where the sibyl sat. The five are looking at the door, they seem to be waiting for Angel to open it. He is hesitating.
SPIKE: Well, come on then, let’s get it done.
GUNN: Angel, do it now, while we’re ready.
ANGEL: Are we, are we ready? Last time we had weapons, we had a day to prepare. This time what, nothing in our hands and the ramblings of a less than with it prophetess, which, we have not even analyzed the poem yet. Could be something there. (he lowers his hand).
ILLYRIA: This wavering is unbecoming for a leader. You will get us all killed.
ANGEL: If everybody would just stop yappin, maybe I can figure this out.
GUNN: What’s there to figure out. Open the door, kick ass like we’ve been doin all day, and live life large.
ANGEL: What’s there to figure out, for starters, how about like how you are here? How you came back from being in the middle of kaboom? You made me leave you back at the hotel, you were two minutes from death, and yet, here you stand, not a scratch on you, and the clothes, I’m mean these are the clothes you used to wear when you were Charles Gunn, Wolfram & Hart hot shit. Not the Gunn, vampire killer I left behind.
SPIKE: No, wait just a minute there Angelboy. Who here hasn’t come back from the dead? Um, Oz.
OZ: Nope, not dead, never was.
SPIKE: There that covers it, so why is Charley here a sudden liability?
ANGEL: I’ll tell you why, because…
GUNN: Because I am.
Everyone turns to look at Gunn, Spike looking surprise. Angel and Illyria not.
GUNN: I owe you an explanation. The best I can give you. Things are still a little blurry to me.
ANGEL: Make them unblurry.
GUNN: I remember the hotel starting to shake and hearing the explosion before feeling it. Then, suddenly, I was in the White Room, dressed like this. I thought I was in heaven, kept looking for Fred. But another conduit showed up. A hawk.
ANGEL: What did it tell you, Gunn.
GUNN: It said I was the new liaison to the Senior Partners.
SPIKE: What! Oh, bloody brilliant! You’re the new Eve, or how about Judas.
OZ: I take it that’s not the answer we were hoping to hear.
ANGEL: Not really. Charles – what else did the conduit tell you.
GUNN: It said that you were regrouping. That Angel’s contract is still in force and like it or not, you are still CEO of Wolfram & Hart. It also said that you would be in the park across the street from Wes’ place and I needed to be there for you.
ANGEL: That’s it. Are you sure
GUNN: Angel, that’s all it said. Next thing I know, I’m here with you guys. I feel like I’m not here to help you, but I can’t abandon you.
ILLYRIA: You are the traitor in our midst. It is unusual that the traitor is exposed before the treacherous act as occurred.
OZ: Maybe it’s already occurred. How do we know us being here together isn’t what they wanted.
ANGEL: Funny, but somehow the Senior Partners always seem to get what they wanted. But it was the outcome that sometimes didn’t go their way. Spike, you watch Gunn. Gunn, I’m sorry, but at this point, you’re back of the pack.
GUNN: I understand.
ANGEL: Let’s go, watch for more surprises.
Angel open’s the door, the interior is dark. They all walk through the door. The room is filled with light. They are back in the White Room
ANGEL: Damn it, we’ve been played.
VOICES: Did you think you could win? Could you possibly stop what has been in motion for millennia?
The group starts to form a circle, each looking around for any signs.
Several demons, similar to the ones that led the attack the night before materialize and charge the group.
ANGEL: Gunn, you help me. Spike, take Oz.
With that, the group commences to fighting. Another brutal campaign. Illyria takes the weapons from the two she kills. She throws the swords to Oz and Gunn. They are both holding their own, helping Angel and Spike. Finally, Angel twists a demons head and the fighting stops. The bodies disappear and more demons materialize.
VOICES: Don’t you see, we are eternal, we are legion.
ANGEL: Yeah, already heard this speech, from Hamilton. He also told me I wouldn’t kill him. Yet somehow, I did. (the fighting commences). What you don’t seem to understand (hacks off a hand of a demon) is that we will continue to fight you (kicks another one) no matter what.
VOICES: Until you’re dust.
ANGEL: Until we’re dust.
With that, the demons disappear and a vortex opens.
VOICES: What you don’t seem to understand is, it doesn’t matter. You can stop this now. You know what must be done.
GUNN: (shouting) No, not like this. It is possible to stop this and move on.
VOICES: What do you propose counsel?
GUNN: A trade, a sacrifice. That will stop this.
ANGEL: Gunn, what the hell are you doing?
GUNN: Angel, I know what’s going on. There needs to be a sacrifice in order to stop this. (to the voices) I’ll go into the void and you let the group go, my friends. This ends, but there will be others. By what I saw in the files under Apocalypse, you still have a few scheduled.
VOICES: We already have you. You are not meant for the void. We will accept a sacrifice, but it needs to be to all of us.
SPIKE: What the bloody hell does that mean, to all of us. How many spooks are there.
VOICES: Three vampire, just three. Angelus, as head of Wolfram & Hart, it falls to you to make the sacrifice.
ANGEL: Just Angel, damn it and I’m not choosing anyone, there will be no sacrifice. We’ve done enough of that.
VOICES: But you already did make the choice, you brought us our three.
White ropes appear out of the floor and bind Oz, Illyria, and Spike. The three start to yell. Frantically trying to extricate themselves from the rope. Spike and Oz are yelling for Angel to help. Angel grabs a sword and tries to cut Spike’s binds. He is thrown backwards. Gunn helps him up, whispers in his ear.
VOICES: The wolf, the ram, and the hart will be satisfied.
Angel walks towards the group. He stands between the group and the vortex, looking at his friends.
ANGEL: This is how it has to be. We’ve done so much, and somehow, it’s never enough. We have to keep sacrificing those around us to reach our goals. It never ends. But it will. It will tonight.
OZ: No, Angel, don’t.
SPIKE: Do it you stupid git, before I get a chance to stake you.
ILLYRIA: The price of power is absolute, but the price to win is borne by all.
ANGEL: No, you don’t understand, I’m the sacrifice. I’ve spent my entire search for redemption sacrificing those around, those I love. It’s my turn now.
Angel runs into the vortex. A sword comes out of it and cuts off his head. A form of dust is seen momentarily before the vortex destroys all form. The roar ceases and the vortex disappears. Silence. The ropes fade away as well.
GUNN: I’m sorry, I’m sorry this all had to happen. Spike, it couldn’t have been for you. It had to be Angel. It was always for Angel.
Suddenly, the three left standing start to fade out.
SPIKE: Oh, balls.
Other side of town, the three materialize.
OZ: What the hell just happened?
SPIKE: I have an idea. With what Charley said. It was another of those damn tests. It had to be Angel, couldn’t be me. Wasn’t meant for me.
ILLYRIA: He has ascended. I grieve for Gunn. But I do not grieve for Angel. He has received his kingdom.
SPIKE: Well, I don’t. I’m not sure he’s dead. All I know is that I want to get the hell out of LA. I don’t know why I keep coming back to Southern California. Nothing but trouble for me it is. Hey Illyria, you’ve got nowhere to go and I hate traveling alone. I’ve never been to Canada, want to go? Perfect for a vamp like meself. The farther north we do, the longer the nights. Toronto is supposed to be beautiful this time of year. Do us wonders it would.
ILLYRIA: The leader is gone, there is nothing left for us here. Wesley is gone, Charles is gone, there is nothing left for me. I believe it is time to leave this place. I will follow you because it suits me.
SPIKE: You really know how to build a guy up bluey. Well Oz, take care. If anyone asks about me, tell them I died.
OZ: You’re really just going, just like that. I mean isn’t there something else we need to do.
SPIKE: Look around, everything here is dead. I’m not really the go to guy for clean up. I’m a little tired of doing the Powers That Be’s dirty work. I need a vacation. Come on Blue, lets go to Canada.
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