Authors note: Please review and Fred is really Illyria. If anyone who helps out with the site needs to add Fred's demonic side to the character list.
As the blade swung down Illyria's neck, Gunn attempted to warn her. The axe sswung and hit her neck, leaving...nothing but a shattered axe and an agitated Illyria. "Fool!" she yelled laughing in the demon's face. She picked up a large broken shard of the axe and threw it at the Fyrall's neck like a boomerang. With a clean cut it cleaved right through and back into herand before the demon and it's now unattached neck hit the ground.
Gunn looked at Illyria with obvious shock. “You don’t think I wear this armory to arouse young men, do you?” Gunn laughed at them and sat down on a knocked down trashcan. Clutching his ribs he said softly, “I’m dying.” It wasn’t a statement, it was reality.
“Not while I’m alive.” I wasn’t an offer, but a promise. Letting loose a battle cry, she launched her self into battle.
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“Arrara Desparo Mandoon. Arrara Desparo Mandoon.” Willow continued chanting ignoring the demons trying to destroy her shield. Since it was the war goddess who was protecting her, the chance that a demon would break through her shield were really slim. Willow was really scared about the spell she was about to cast. She then scolded herself. Don’t think negatively, she thought to herself.
Willow then started chanting louder. As she continued, she opened the red bag again and pulled out a dagger. The hilt of the dagger was gold with rubies engraved in it. Willow stopped chanting and said, “I hate blood sacrifices.” She took the knife and carved a deep cut into her palm in the shape of a triangle with a line through it. She winced in pain, ignoring the tear rolling down her face. Willow lifted her hand up to the gods and screamed,” Accept my blood, Nygra!”
Angel turned and saw Willow screaming and dark red light illuminated her. Willow’s hair turned to black then back to red with flashes of white appearing at her roots. The shield fell down around her and the red energy spread out around the fight. Six black beams fell down on the warriors below. Angel then writhed and screamed and pain and pleaded to anyone to make it stop. He was crying uncontrollably and shaking from the cold and the pain.
Of a sudden it stopped. Angel opened his eyes and almost wished he hadn’t. Conner was fighting in front of him a fierce snarl on his face. The crossbow in his left hand and a sword in the other, Conner was something to be feared. With inhuman strength, he fought, killing savagely and enjoying every minute of it.
Angel want to stop his son, stop the hatred, but he found himself wanting to fight too.
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Gunn laughed in amazement as new strength consumed his body. He could barely feel the wounds from Senato Bitch's vamps. They were like bug bites. itching in numerous spots on his body, only succeding in iritating him, not causing him any real pain. He stood up and laughed again.
"I'm back inthe game!"
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Illyria fought and fought, forcing herself to live. She was always a predator and was not about to fall prey to a large army of demons. Kick, punch, swing, kick, punch, swing, she told herself over and over again. Then she stopped letting their attacks fall apon her.
Illyria gasped as she felt power surge through her entire body. She clutched her abdomen as flashes of pain hit her again and again, like a continous slap in the face. Then nothing. My powers, she thought, have returned. She closed her eyes and thrust out her palm munipulating time around her. Stupid, she thought for the umpteenth time that night.
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Spike roared in pain as the closest demon to him stabbed him in the shoulder. "Bloody hell--Oh, this is never a good sign." Looking down at his body he saw himself glow a dark, black color. He then felt a rush of pain, like his skin was burning off the bone, his head about to burst in pain.
Spike dropped the axe he was holding and staggered backward. He screamed in agony and clutched hishand to his chest. If I'm gonna die, at least I'll wish I was with her. "Buffy!" Spike screamed in infinite pain.
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At the same exact moment a girl lay in her bed dreaming about someone she had once loved, dreaming horrible things. Things she hadn't witness since May of 2003 in a hellmuth in her city. She sat up straight in bed gasping for breath. Clutching her covers the blonde, petite woman shook the rinfing out of her ears and stood up, listening closely for the familiar voice that had been calling her name.
Buffy leaped outta bed and grabbed the hotel phone and dialed a number. Punching Willow's phone number in Buffy drank some water and tried to shake the memory of her former lover's pain out of her mind.
Listening closely for a ring, she sat down on her bed and breathed in deeply. Buffy cursed when she heard th sound of Willow's voice mail.
"Hey this Willow and I'm not here right now, but you probably figured that out already. But you didn't know I wouldn't be back for another week, huh? I'm in LA helping out a friend. Leave a message and I'll call you when I'm back. Bye!"
"Will, it's me, um you kinda forgot to mention you were going to LA. Yeah, I'm gonna assumed it's Angel. Call me back, I really hate ex[plaining things on answering machines." She hung up the phone and buried herself underneath the covers. Envious of Willow, Buffy thought about her life here in Rome. When she actually thought about it, it was kinda boring.
She missed the action and the thrill of a kill (demon) and to be honest, saving the world from a fiery apocalypse some times isn't so bad.
She again picked up the phone and dialed another a number this time Xander and Faith's phone.
"Come on...Pick up...Oh hello? Faith, it's Buffy."
"Hey B! Shouldn't you ne sleeping? Its like three am in Italy."
"Yeah, well bad dream, um--"
"So you wanted to talk it wit me? Gotta tell you, I'm not much for therapy. I'm ususlly the one who needs it . Maybe you should hire a--"
"No," Buffy interupted."Actually I just wanted to know when you guys were swinging back down here."
"Um," Buffy waited anxiously for Faith's reply. "Willow's magical map thingy tells us their is another newbie in Venice. We should be 'round there in about two weeks. Why?"
"Ijust kind of miss it. Think I'll come with you."
"reat and I know what you mean.I'll tell Xander the good news. He'll be thrilled. Hell I'm thrilled. I've had to punch him several times to get him to shut up about his damn comic books." Buffy could almost hear her shaling her head in laughter.
"You guys don't mind me coming?" she asked hesitantly not wanting to intrude opon Faith and Xander's mission. "Nah B, your like family. Or whatever the hell those family types say. Me lacking of a family I wouldn't know, but you get the gist." Faith ended with a sad tone.
"Hey. I consider you a part of my family. A big part. Youv'e foughten by my side and helped me save the world , and now your helping find teenagers with super powers. Open your eyes a bit. Youv'e got people who care. A lot."
There was an awkward silence on the other line, and a slight sniffle(barely). Buffy figured Faith didn't know what to say so she said,"Call me when you guys get here. I'll be ready."
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