I had managd to escape the fight zone through the alley, Claire over my left shoulder, the sword in my right hand ( Read more... )

Justin and I were prepared to fight hundres, thousands of demons, even. We had been ensouled and for better or worse, we both knew that this was where we were supposed to be, whether we were accepted by those that we were helping, or if we bloody weren't ( Read more... )

I never thought I'd be involved in another battle, this soon. The size didn't bother me until we got here. This is big. More importantly, it's serious. Angel got himself into this mess and I'm here to help him out of it. I pretty much dragged everyone here for the fight. The only person here by her will is Faith ( Read more... )

"Look, I'm not saying he's in the right. But, Willow dying wasn't anyone's fault. She chose to use magic. She knew the consequences. We should have been watching her back. Instead, we were fighting."She had just said that Angel wasn't in the wrong, but he wasn't in the right, either. It was a strange way to look at things, especially considering ( Read more... )

This was the only way. It had to be done. It was the only way that we could survive. It was the only way that I could protect Sam, and keep her and myself alive. We had entered the fight, all ten of us, the entire unit, from virtually the middle and even though we had weapons and even though we were able to take out most of the demons, all but Sam ( Read more... )

I had met some new friends. Faith, I knew, but the blonde, who was awfully strong, just like Faith, I didn't know and I didn't know the black guy either. They were warriors, just like I was. I figured that the blonde was a slayer just like Faith was, and the black guy reminded me of Gunn, only shorter and maybe a little thicker ( Read more... )

We were making progress in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds. There were literally tens of thousands of demons on the streets of Wilshire boulevard, all with one focus, and one focus only and that was to go after Angel, as they had most assuredly been sent by their dead demon masters of the Circle of the Black Thorn, if not by the Senior ( Read more... )

Cordy's glow was better then any machine gun. Sure, her glow made the demons kinda weak and almost penetant or somethin' which made my machine gun and Wes', twenty feet to my right, all the more effective. But, come on, now, it was so much easier to kill these demons with our guns and for Illyria, Spike and Angel with their swords, because of Cordy ( Read more... )

Rory and I were now immersed in the battle. We had come here, and had been ensouled in the strangest of ways, but the how and why's about us being here could be discussed at length when we had the time, because right now, gorgeous brunettes that both of us were envisioning were most likely in this battle, and they needed our help, as did all of the ( Read more... )

Amanda had skipped out on us. Giles, Xander, Willow and all of the slayers of the vamPIRES had gone to Los Angeles to help fight Angel's monstrous, battlestar gallactica battle, leaving me behind in case everyone was to die there, which I couldn't bare to think about, but behind I was left with Dawn and two slayers, to let the Council live on ( Read more... )