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As battle plans go? This one really sucked. And I don't mean just suck. I mean *Suck*, with a capital S, yo. Not like we had any other choice though. Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Or a vampire in some cases. Former blue smurf goddesses. After the lickin' she got from this Hamilton dude, I'm guessen' she's ready to rumble. Sure she's one of those to meet in the alley. Fang boys too. Wes and me? Not so sure.
No matter. I'm gonna fight till the bitter end. Was born to do so. Owed it to Allona. Owed it to my parents. Owed to Cordelia and Fred. We was gonna take them *down*, if that was the last thing we did. Might actually be the last thing, but who's countin'? Sure as hell gonna miss Anne, just got to know her a little better. Things that mighta been, things that coulda been. What did that blonde chick say? The one with the movies Wes forced me to watch? Que sera sera or sumat.
Dunno what that means, but damn straight.
You take out the senator, Gunn, he said. My pleasure, big guy, I said. 'Cause, didn't think there was gonna be that many 'security guard's' 'round her. Miss High and Mighty political bitch sure actin' like she's all big an important. She's gonna be big and importantly bleeding' to death in 'bout two seconds. Oh yeah. Go in, take out the babe and the rest? Don't care 's long as I make it to the alley. And I will.
Grippin' my axe, I boldly walk into the 'center'. Big fancy buildin', got Wolfram and Hart written' all over it. "So this is where the evil white people put their side branch of Mecca!" I yelled as I loudly entered the room. Several men and woman stood up, eyes flashin' yellow. Crap, that's not good. But then the person I was looken' for stood up from her desk with that overly serene smile. Bitch.
"Mister Gunn? Can I help you?"
"Oh yeah," I grinned back and let the axe fly. She didn't even have time to make so much as a sound as her eyes went dead and she folded over forward onto her desk. Alright. Mission accomplished! But as I turned 'round, I saw the rest of the crowd had kinda gathered close. Way to close. Wrinklin' my nose, I flicked my wrist and two stakes landed in my palms. Remind me to thank Wes later. "You boys and gals wanna party?" I grinned at them like the idiot I was .
Oh yeah, they wanted to party alright, I thought as they moved in on me an mass.
"Shit."
[Open to Faith]