Wesley and Gunn seemed convinced that finding this slayer named Jada would only occur if we traveled to this place called London ( Read more... )

Wesley and I had slaughtered the remainder of Sebassis' unit with considerable ease, which was most pleasing in my eyes, because I longed for my sexual pleasure with Wesley. He pleased my eye and my body and I did the same for him, regardless of whether Fred Burkle was inside of me in so much detail or not. I knew that he wanted me ( Read more... )

Wesley and I had left the tunnels. The demons were not there, even though we had spent a great quantity of time searching for them. Lost, were Gunn and Angel's son, and we knew that they had encountered more demons in the tunnel then we had. No discussion of them had been brought up as Wesley and I had debarked from the dingy and smelly sewers ( Read more... )

"Okay, Connor and Gunn go to the left, Illyria and I will go to the right, but remember, not all demons are evil. There will most assuredly be demons like Merle down here trying to avoid the chaos. Spill the right blood, Connor, Charles. Charles, you'll be able to tell what demons are evil, as will I. Let's go."Whether we killed demons good or evil ( Read more... )

I had defeated Azyreal the devil and his group of pathetically weak foes. When doing so, I was struck by how small and weak this world indeed was if the beings behind the evil that ran things, as Angel had put it, could be so miniscule, so barely above amoeba or flatulence ( Read more... )

I could not believe how human that I felt and that I did not mind with a furious anger that I did. What Wesley had just done to me was what I had been exploring with him for weeks. I just hadn’t believed that Wesley would ever look past me enough to see Fred inside of me. It did not resonate, did not affect me that Wesley might look past the ( Read more... )

This was vulnerability. I did not like this feeling. I could recall flashes, where at different points, the Burkle girl felt these emotions, but for me, they were a stain. They were a stain that crept into every fiber of my being, letting it be known to all who saw me that the great Illyria could be so devastatingly humiliated by another being. ( Read more... )

"Right, blue, want to stay here with Drogan?"

I told the half breed that I wasn't concerned with what happenings went on within the confines of this building.

"Two of you can make yourselves comfortable. There's plenty of beer in the fridge, and you can also make yourselves comfortable watching television, or with the play station, playing a ( Read more... )

The half breed and myself had taken care of the problem that Wesley had gone to Angel, with. He had ignored me altogether when he went to Angel, but what threw Wesley off of kilter was that Angel ignored the problem of the Boritz demon killing puny humans, so that he could go into his office, another closed off space, and plan for his big power ( Read more... )

It was frustrating. Wesley's departure from intercourse with me after I had taken on the Burkle persona was disturbing me more then I would care for it to. Worse, was how ineffectual he was. These human emotions were a mystery, and he was supposed to be my guide, but I had learned quite a bit in these past weeks, and there was a distinct difference ( Read more... )