|Hog tied and ready for round up, so what now?
||[Dec. 6th, 2006|12:30 pm]
The Downward Spiral
I really wasn't down with the whole damsel in distress thing. The fact that Angel had managed to get me into that head lock only proved what Wes had been sayin earlier....I had gone soft. Dude, what was a girl to do? One minute their preachin' the wonderful world of redemption in your ear and the next their tellin' you to get tough, release your inner killer. Not that gettin' medieval on Angelus wasn't appealing right about now, it was just a devil on one shoulder and an even bigger one on the other sort of thing. All I knew was this was turning out to be one hell of an adventure.|
As if bustin' out of prison hadn't been excitin' enough, Wes then loads me up with all the ins and outs of Angel Inc's sudden fall from grace. Angelus was back, LA was wrapped up good and tight in total darkness brought on by some big beastie thing from God knows where. Most of the team was dead and Cordy had a baby with Angel's son. Yeah, let's not forget Angel has a son. I still couldn't wrap my head around that one even though I was lookin' right at the little freak. And here I was thinkin' my award winning jail break would be for nothin'. Man was I ever wrong.
"This isn't going to work. The guy who took my soul away is dead. What are you going to do, get Willow here before I escape again?" I pulled hard on the rope as I finished noting it. He laughed. "I don't think so."
"You aint goin' no where big guy." I said into his ear and patted him on the chest.
Not right now at least, but those ropes wouldn't hold him forever. We were gonna need some heavy duty restraints and maybe even a cage. Hell he can have my old cell if he wants. I sure as hell wasn't usin' it anymore.
I stood up, keepin' a good eye on him this time. No way was I gonna let him get another drop on me like the last one. Wes was right,I was soft. I never would have let him take me like that back in the day. Well, except that one time when he and B tricked me into believin' Angelus was back, when he wasn't. Come to think of it, I was still pretty sore about that.
"So Wes, what's the plan?"
[Open to Wes, Conner, Cordy & Angel]
I listened, respecting the way that faith hit my filthy demon father. The blood shot from his mouth and landed on the wall and I fantasized about two things, starting to ignore that Wesley was pointing that gun at me, and completely, now, ignoring, what my filthy demon father had said to try to taunt me. His time would come when he was Angel, hiding away from what he truly was.
I fantasized about beating on Angel the way that faith just had, and I had to admit, it was sexy watching Faith smash his face. She was so strong and sexy and older, and yet she wasn't Cordy, who would totally use me.
I helped Faith when she asked me to, wordless, deciding that from now on, I would follow Faith in what she wanted to do.
We carried Angelus down the stiars and it was funny that he tried to get away from us. Faith hit him again, several times at the bottom of the stairs, when he managed to break free from us, with shots to the face, that left Angelus not moving and weak at her feet, like he really was.
For good measure, I kicked him in the ribs while he was down, and we got him into the jeep, where I saw Fred again, lying in the cargo section of Wesley's jeep, which gave me clarity about why he was pointing guns at me and kinda enabled me to forgive him, and it was also easy, because Faith had pretty much knocked Angelus unconscious, and me getting to kick him so hard in the ribs...also very cool.
Wesley shot a demon or three as he and Cordy got in the front seat. I tried not to think about Cordy, as Wesley drove to the hotel. There was nothing but bad there.
I chose to look at Faith after she had manhandled Angel and as he now sat in between Faith and I, hogtied and beaten down.