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There's nothing like the blood of your loins to guide you. [Nov. 21st, 2006|09:37 am]
The Downward Spiral

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[shanshu_angel]
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The fight with Buffy and Spike had not gone the way that I had planned. I had wanted to kill Spike because he was a pain in the ass. Even if I could get him to see my way of thinking, he was too crazy at this point to be any use to me, even though he had roamed with me in the past. Besides, he was a pain in the ass and I didn't like him and had liked his poetry at one point.

He had drained me of some of my blood, so I needed to retool and did that by killing two sisters right outside of their house after fleeing the scene of the fight with Buffy and Spike. I was trying to figure out what the hell Spike's problem was. Why would he be helping Buffy, then seem to want to attack her? Why would he bite flesh out of me? I wouldn't have seen that coming from miles away.

Worst of all, my plans to kill Spike, hurt Buffy really bad, and who knows, maybe even sexually assault her for a trip down memory lane and then take Dawn and start the real terrorizing of Buffy by making Dawn a demon...had been banished, and the cavalry had been coming. I saw Giles, Willow and Xander from on high after I had split.

I got my kills and was now torn of two minds. I wanted Dawn to be a demon. There wasn't a better way to make Buffy feel eternal anguish. Sure, she would come after me, but she would not only be facing me at that point. She would be facing her sister too, and I would have made sure that Dawn was ready to fight against a slayer. I would make her the most evil thing walking the land, outside of me of course.

I still wanted to go back for them, and would, but first, ther ewas Wesley, there was Cordelia and there was the punk of my spunk to deal with. The beast had beat me to killing Gunn and Fred and though I had killed Lorne, I hadn't drained him and once more, my plans had failed.

All was not lost, though, because there was nothing as powerful as blood to lead me right to them, even in a city where blood was being spilled on every block. That blood was piercing, and made me long for another kill, but unlike those vampires killing below, I had an agenda and was actually a threat. Besides, the blood that I wanted was getting closer and I couldn't believe that I hadn't gone here sooner. Connor was there, Cordelia was there, and I believed that I smelled the faintest of traces of Wesley and his grief and fear. Somebody else was there, but I couldn't help but smile when I thought about Wesley and his grief. He had found the bodies of Fred, Gunn and Lorne. His love of Fred would now make him easy to convert, even without turning him. He was already over the edge and had been since the other half of me had tried to smother him months back.

Now, I knew. I didn't know about Cordy's pregnancy. Something wasn't right there. But, all was not lost. I was about to find out. Easy pickings were afoot. Wesley probably had a gun, but Cordy would be easy to kill and it would be so fitting, since she had betrayed the other side of me in order to sleep with the runty punk of my spunk.

When those two were gone, I would finally get that chance to face Connor the way that he had always wanted to. I wouldn't turn him, though. I would hurt him, and badly, and make him face more loss, just to see how far over the edge that he went.

The plan was brilliant, if I did say so myself, and it was time to live it. I crashed in through the window, only I didn't expect to see Faith there. This just became tougher, but I still had a smile on my face.

"A bonus. I get slayer blood tonight. I almost did earlier, but now, I don't think that I'll fail."

Wesley raised the gun to fire, but like lightning, I charged him and grabbed his hand before he could pull the trigger and flung the gun out of the window and him, hard into the wall. He wouldn't be getting up for a while. This was tougher, now, but not altogether bad. Faith couldn't take me and already knew it.

[Faith, Connor, Wesley and Cordy]
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From: badass_slayer
2006-11-24 07:39 pm (UTC)
This whirligig of emotions was getting old fast. They had all lost someone, or someones, and the whole mourning process was kickin' in, I get that, but we had bigger fish to fry and now wasn't exactly the time to be draggin' our heals around in our own emotional waste. Angelus needed to be put down like the dog he was and I had no doubt his kid could help do that if he'd just pull his head out of Cordy's ass and focus for a hot minute.

Wes seemed to have it together, for the most part. He was definitely missin' a cell or two in the over sized brain of his but at least he was down with what needed to be done. And, as for Cor, what better way to get rid of those unsightly stretch marks then a good old fashion fight to the death with her recently desouled employer.

There was a crash and suddenly that whole fight to the death thing became something of the real.

"A bonus. I get slayer blood tonight. I almost did earlier, but now, I don't think that I'll fail."

"Wanna test that theory?" I asked but was ignored as Wes pulled out his gun and Angelus took it from him. "Wes!"

I didn't have time to wait and see if watcher boy was ok. Instead I quickly wedged my toe under a loose board on the floor and kicked it up into my hands.

"Lets do this."
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[User Picture]From: superhero_son
2006-11-25 03:40 am (UTC)
"A bonus. I get slayer blood tonight. I almost did earlier, but now, I don't think that I'll fail."

I could feel him coming even before he jumped into the window.

I didn't care what he was talking about. Killing Angelus in front of Cordy would be the only thing that could make me feel anything right now.

Faith threatened him and sure, that might be a good fight, but Faith wasn't going to get the chance.

I leapt through the air and tried a spinning kick at him, but he blocked my leg and sent me flying into the wall.

But, when he did, he turned his attention to Faith, or maybe it was Cordy. I almost wanted him to drain her before I killed him, but there was nothing more that I wanted then killing him. Cordy used me, but Angelus, my true father, brought me into this shitty world.

I lunged at him while he wasn't looking, except he seemed to know that I was coming and caught me ina headlock. I pounded his ribcage as he applied pressure to my skull, and my punches didn't prevent him from starting to repeatedly hit me in the face. Eventually, he sent me flying, and before I knew it, I hit the window and glass shattered around me, some of it in my skin.

It was something. It hurt, but I felt, and it motivated. I would kill him...as soon as I landed.

Thump!

Anger coursed through me, but it wasn't enough to help me get up. I felt like my skull had split open, and then drakness hit me like a ton of bricks.
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[User Picture]From: pryce_less
2006-11-25 03:52 am (UTC)
I was prepared to shoot Angel. I didn't want to kill him, but mere bullets wouldn't kill him anyway, and the easiest and safest way to do so was to shoot him, disable him, tie him up and then focus on the beast and getting his soul back in him.

However, he was able to get the weapon out of my hands, toss it out of the window and smash me with a backhand for good measure, although his shot didn't hurt nearly as much as the wall crashing into my face did.

"Wanna test that theory?"

I hadn't envisioned it happening this way. Angelus was savage, more so then I had expected him to be. He handled Connor and sent him flying out of the window.

I rushed to see how Connor was doing, hoping that he could recover the weapon for me.

"Lets do this."

Connor wasn't moving. I hastened to mention it, or show the expression on my face, but from here, it appeared that Angelus had killed his son.

The only thing left was to try to get into his head so that faith would have an easier battle against him, with the major dilemna being that Angelus was far more brutal at the head games then I was.

"Does killing Lorne and seeing Gunn and Fred dead get you off, Angelus? Is this your idea of fun? Or is that not enough? How about the fact that you've just killed your son. Would that reach your standards of savagery?"

I couldn't hope to play head games with Angel, but making him believe that he had killed Connor might very work to persuade him to pull his focus away from Faith, where she could then manhandle him, which I very much wanted to see, and assist with.
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From: queen_chase
2006-11-26 03:59 pm (UTC)
"Connor!"

Everything happened so fast. First Angelus coming through the window, then Wesley being thrown into the wall and then Connor attacking his father...

I tried to move toward the window but I felt frozen in place. I was still really weak and there was no way I was going to be able to fight Angelus, not like this. The only thing I could do was watch, which at this point was probably worse then being knocked around by a crazy psycho vamp.

While Faith and Angelus seemed to be having some sort of stand off, Wes went to the window to check on Connor. His face was turned away from em and I couldn't tell for sure but I had a bad feeling in my stomach. My God, could Connor really be dead? It wasn't possible, it just couldn't be. Connor was strong, like his father, he could take...he had to.

"Does killing Lorne and seeing Gunn and Fred dead get you off, Angelus? Is this your idea of fun? Or is that not enough? How about the fact that you've just killed your son. Would that reach your standards of savagery?"

He was lieing, he had to be. Connor wasn't dead, he was just hurt. Angel wouldn't be able to live with himself when he finds out what he did. If we ever get Angel back that is.

I was angry...pissed, and without thinking, grabbed the knife I had used to kill the girl in the other room. It wouldn't kill him, but it would certainly hurt like hell I thought as I lunged at him from the side.
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[User Picture]From: shanshu_angel
2006-11-26 04:12 pm (UTC)
"Does killing Lorne and seeing Gunn and Fred dead get you off, Angelus? Is this your idea of fun? Or is that not enough? How about the fact that you've just killed your son. Would that reach your standards of savagery?"

I laughed, distracted, and tried to clear it from my head.

"If that fall killed the little runt, then he was even weaker then I thought that he was."

I had to look down and see. The only threat her was from Faith, which, well, that was also a laugh, because Faith couldn't control her rage enough to fight with any kind of strategy and she punched herself out, showed every move that it soon became easy to read her. I had never shared that with her when the other pathetic side of me had tried to help and counsel her.

I hadn't been paying attention to Cordy. She was so disgusting and clumpy and beat down on the floor that I figured that she would just be meat for the tasting when I finished with Faith and the punk of my spunk.

The knife would have caught me in the ribcage, if at the last minute, I didn't react and try to dislodge the knife from her hand with my knee. The knife buried itself in my quadricep.

Faith was going to attack now, and weakness wouldn't be shown from this end.

I grabbed Cordelia by the hair and picked her up as she tried to dig the knife around in my right quadricep.

"Ouch," I said, with a look of anger, although I wasn't really angry, couldn't contain, and eventually just smiled it off as I threw her onto Faith, and pulling the knife out of my knee, I rushed towards Wesley and the window.

I could kill Wesley now, but he dove low, and I had to see if Connor was dead.

I made the mistake of looking too long, but I knew one thing, simply by sniffing the air. Connor was just unconscious, which was a delicious possibility.

I took too long there and with telling Wesley...

"Nice try, watcher, it was a good move to try to throw me off, but he's not..."

Faith hit me mid chest, as she lunged at me and we crashed into the wall.
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From: badass_slayer
2006-11-26 04:35 pm (UTC)
The plan had been to let the big guy make the first move, 'cept the others didn't seem to be down with that plan and attacked Angelus anyway. How the hell any of them had lasted this long was beyond me. I guess I should have expected it from the kid. He thought he was bad, probably enough to take down dear ol' dad all on his own only Angelus wasn't havin' it and chucked the kid out the window.

Wes had gotten up, which was good, but instead of staying where he was he went to the window to check on Connor, turning his back on Angelus. It was up to me to keep the big guy busy and I would have except Cordy got to him first. She lunged at him with a knife. Where the hell it came from I had no idea but she somehow managed to jam it into his leg, wounding him, before he grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up off the floor. As much as I didn't like the chick, I could just let her hang there.

I moved forward, not expecting to be thrown backward as Cor's body came flying at mine. We both hit the floor and for a second were unable to move. Quickly I pushed her off me and lunged at Angelus while he was busy checkin' out the kid and mouthin' off to Wes.

I buried my shoulder into his chest and threw us both into the nearest wall. Without thinkin' I sunk my fingers into the open cut Cordy had made on Angelus leg, hopin' the sudden rush of pain would distract him as I brought my knee up into his groin.
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[User Picture]From: pryce_less
2006-11-26 04:49 pm (UTC)
"If that fall killed the little runt, then he was even weaker then I thought that he was."

Angel was suficiently distracted. I thought that this was the perfect time for Faith to attack, but instead, it was Cordelia who threw herslef at him. I wondered what it was that she was doing and without ,y revolver, I felt impotent, and powerless.

As it turned out, Cordelia buried a knife into his leg. I didn't know what she was trying to accomplish with her display of rage. Possibly she still ha dlingering feelings for Connor? possibly, she wa sstill held by the evil within her?

I couldn't think of these things right now, and especially not as Angelus tossed Cordelia into Faith and started towards me. I didn't know if he was trying to kill me, but my first instinct was to dive for the floor. He was fast, but if his intent was to kill me, then I wasn't going to make it easy on him. I was going to give Faith the time that she required to make Angel pay.

"Nice try, watcher, it was a good move to try to throw me off, but he's not..."

That was good news, and better, he had been distracted and believed me.

Faith attacked and smashed Angel and herslef into the wall. The strategm of getting so close to his fangs wouldn't have been something that I would have suggested, however, as she dug her fingers into the wound created by Cordelia, I hopped to my feet and looked around the room and found a large club, almost like a bat. I wasn't going to let this opportunity slide by. Faith had him off balance and he would have to contend with her.

I now had something that I could use against him as well, and I was ready, for an opening, waiting to strike.
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From: queen_chase
2006-11-26 06:03 pm (UTC)
Well if that wasn't just about the dumbest thing I could have done, then I don't know what was! What was I thinking attacking Angelus like that? Well, I know what I was thinking...I was thinking about Angel and how devastated he would be if he found out he, as Angelus, had murdered his son. And maybe, even a small part of me had been thinking about myself too. Connor and I had made a baby together, even if it wasn't exactly me at the controls. You don't just forget something like that so easily.

Angelus had thrown me against Faith, knocking us both to the ground. Not exactly my first choice of women to be rolling around on the floor with but at least she had broken my fall.

"Nice try, watcher, it was a good move to try to throw me off, but he's not..."

Oh thank God...

Faith pushed me off her like a sack of potatoes (which I guess is pretty accurate given the weak, uncooperative state of my recently pregnant body) and ran at Angelus. She used the cut I had made against him and brought her knee up, hard, into the family jewels. There was absolutely no fight left in me and then only thing I managed to accomplish was pulling my way across the floor to the open window as Wesley picked something up off the floor and waited for the right time to use it.

I pulled myself up enough to look out over the sill...Connor was gone.
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[User Picture]From: shanshu_angel
2006-11-26 06:19 pm (UTC)
Faith dug her fingers into my wound, and it hurt, but I was ready to dispatch of her, except that she brought her knee forward and drilled me in the jewels.

She did it again and again, and I realized that I was going to lose consciousness if this continued, which I couldn't afford right now. I wasn't going to be stopped by this situation.

Wesley had grabbed a weapon, and this was a situation that I needed to contain and contain now. Unfortunately, though, Faith was strong and I was in no position to move. My only hope was to drain her, but as I tried to muscle my way up to her neck, she kneed me in the balls again, and as I recoiled, she hit me with an elbow, followed by another one, to the nose and when my head smacked against the wall, my body burning, my nuts wanted to explode, Wesley swung at my head and I didn't have the ability to block the wood as it connected with my forehead and I saw nothing.
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From: badass_slayer
2006-11-28 09:03 pm (UTC)
Angel made a play for my neck and I drove my knee into his nuts again. No way was this sonofabitch gettin' a taste of yours truly, not today. I elbowed him once in the gut, then again in the nose, sending his head back against the wall.

I heard the impact of the wood against Angel's head before I saw it and watched as Angels eyes rolled back in his head.

'Bout damn time I thought as he hit the floor. The precious gear might never work properly again and his nose might not be as straight as it once was, but it seemed like Wes had put the bastard down for good and that's all that mattered.

"Got any rope?" I asked, turning to Cor. She nodded. "Get it. We're gonna need it."

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[User Picture]From: pryce_less
2006-11-29 05:42 am (UTC)
The swing with the bat wouldn't kill him, I knew, and therefore, I gave it everything that I had, despite knowing that we needed Angel healthy and soon. Faith had managed to handle him and hey, I wasn't opposed to cheap shots below the belt if they kept you in a winning position, for in this instance, if we weren't in the winning position, then we would all be dead.

Connor stormed in, angry, bleeding and looking like he was going to attack Angelus.

"Got any rope?"

I nodded.

"Get it. We're gonna need it."

I dropped the bat and wordless, made my way to the door, but stopped, if nothing else, to give Faith the warning.

"Connor, Angelus is unconscious. Now, we have to focus on getting his soul put back in him, so if you need to stew, go kill some demons, but Faith stops you if you try to stake your father right now."

I exited without looking to see his reaction and dreaded the thought of having to look at Fred in that car as I garnered the rope.
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[User Picture]From: superhero_son
2006-11-29 05:47 am (UTC)
I would have leapt back through the very window that Angelus tossed me out of, but I could tell that my equilibrium was way off.

That wasn't going to stop me from going through that door and pummeling him with every thing that I had before dusting him in front of Cordy, which was what motivated to charge up the stairs.

I came in just in time to watch Wesley smash him across the head with a club, with my club. I had used that before against some slimy demons. I wanted to do that to Angelus, to my real father. Faith had gotten him under control, somehow, and then Wesley had hit him. I stepped in, wondering how I could hurt him.

"Connor, Angelus is unconscious. Now, we have to focus on getting his soul put back in him, so if you need to stew, go kill some demons, but Faith stops you if you try to stake your father right now."

I wiped blood off of myself and then seethed. "Why put the soul back in him? He's a killer, he'll just lose it again and kill more people. We should just finish him off now."

I didn't care about any threats about Faith stopping me. Let's see her try, I thought as I whipped out my stake and approached the real beast in this city.
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From: queen_chase
2006-11-29 05:07 pm (UTC)
"Connor!"

He still doesn't understand, and how could he after everything he's been through?

With a lot of effort, not to mention pain, I finally was able to get up off the floor and take a few steps toward Angel just in time to block Connors path. I shook my head slowly but the pain and anger in his eyes told me that wasn't going to help. I had no choice...

I raised my hand to Connors cheek and, just like before, began to glow. There was still so much I didn't know about my demon powers and probably a lot more I didn't want to know about them. All I could do was hope that this power, the one I was using now, wasn't one of those works-only-once ordeals. If I couldn't calm him down he was going to attack Angel and I don't think even Faith could stop him.

"Connor listen to me, you can't kill your father. This thing, the demon, it's not who he is and some where in you, I think you know that."
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[User Picture]From: shanshu_angel
2006-11-30 04:54 am (UTC)
Wesley had hit me with something wooden and he had hit me hard and my mid-section felt like it was going to explode, from the constantly getting kneed in the nuts.

Faith was still holding me down and I heard Connor. That's what woke me up, but I played it off. Faith was close and had to be alert for what I was doing, or if I made any movements.

Connor, though, had distracted Faith. As always, Connor was better then one of the bad guys. His anger was my ticket home.

"Connor listen to me, you can't kill your father. This thing, the demon, it's not who he is and some where in you, I think you know that."

I grabbed Faith's throat and even though I was sore, I moved behind her, putting her in an arm bar, her neck right there for me. Head aching, balls creaming, this was my chance.

"Yeah Connor, you don't want to kill me, not that you could...because if you did, you would be killing off Angel and nobody wants that."
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From: badass_slayer
2006-12-01 02:53 pm (UTC)
"Wanna bet?" I choked out before elbowing him in the gut.

Angel laughed at whatever pain that might have caused but his hold on my neck was still tight and gettin' tighter.If that damn kid of his hadn't come in here all hell bent on stickin' it to daddy this wouldn't have happened. I was really startin' to dislike the little brat and reminded myself to kick his ass for this later.

"So what's the plan big guy? You gonna throw us both out that window there and drag me kickin' and screamin' back to your little vamp love nest?" He squeezed my neck more. I laughed. "Hate to break it to ya but my names not Buffy and I'm not down with the whole necrophilia thing. I like my men warm and soulful."

I put both hands on his arm and quickly bent forward using the muscles in my back and legs and throw Angel over my shoulder. I would have staked him right then and there if that little voice in my head that sounded a lot like B hadn't stopped me. That beast thing Wes kept talkin' about was still out there and somethin' told me we'd need Angel around to help kick it's ass all the way back to whatever hell it came from.

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[User Picture]From: superhero_son
2006-12-01 08:17 pm (UTC)
"Yeah Connor, you don't want to kill me, not that you could...because if you did, you would be killing off Angel and nobody wants that."

He got back control over Faith and could bite into her at any moment. Sudden movements could mean Faith's life. But, was she not a slayer? She was strong. He wouldn't be able to drain her before I got to him.

"Nobody realizes that Angel's just a face that you are forced to wear. This is your real face..."

I sneered, knowing that Faith was in this position because I had distracted her when I came back in. It pissed me off.

I moved over and sized things up. I could hear Wesley coming back up the stairs. I saw the gun that he had in his car. I could make Angelus distracted again and give Wesley a clean shot where he wouldn't hurt Faith.

"You can try whatever you will on Faith. I'm still going to get to you and this time, I'm going to do what I should have done on that boat..."

I moved closer, but he moved with me, putting Faith in between him and myself. He was going to bite her and turn her. Why did she have to bring the lovenest thing up? Of course that's what Angelus would do. She was sexy and strong, perfect to be his new Darla...my mother.
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