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I finally managed shaking Buffy, was in the elevators with Faith still clutched tightly to me. I wondered vaguely if Angelus was going to make an appearance, totally fuck things up. I needed to get a grip on that boy before he did anymore damage, anymore damage being killing more people in this building that were crucial to the whole Illyria rewind deal. Maybe re-ensouling him was the best option until we could sort all this out, all this being one dead Faith in my arms. The doors slid open and I made my way down the hall. So close, so close I could feel it, could hear that panther growling low in a predatorial threat. Fuck that god damned animal, it wasn't real to begin with, it was a fucking warning to those who were pussies. The room was blindingly white as I carefully laid her body on the floor, glancing at the blood and bruising around her neck. He'd pay. Oh he would figure out real fucking fast who the boss was around here, I'd make sure of that. He'd either play by my rules or get his ass shoved back into Angel post haste.
"What is this atrocity you put in this room?" A voice said from behind me, causing me to turn where I was kneeling from, my fingertips holding me up as I glanced into the face of my up and coming punishment. Or at least I was sure of it by the feel the room suddenly took on. "Answer me Alyx, I've no time for this nonsense. Have you not gained control of Angelus? Are you not strong enough, superior enough, have you failed us? I'd like to not think that, but look what you bring. Faith, Slayer. Dead. This is not the plan." I felt the room rumble and I swallowed hard before standing up, facing my licks.
"Ram, no. I am in control, I just have yet to let him in on all of the plans. He didn't know, he wasn't aware of the-" The room shook again more violently, dropping me to the ground beside Faith's body. "I am not in control, but I will be. I hadn't intended on this happening, surely... something can be done? With her?" I looked up at Ram with a bit more desperation than planned, and a laugh filled the room. Cold and cruel.
"You feel too much for Slayers, Alyx. It blinds you. Kennedy blinded you and now Faith... you should not be affected by such things. You are powerful, strong, immortal. Behave as such." Ram roared and suddenly Faith's body blinked into oblivion, my gaze returned to Ram. "We will see to her, whatever that means is not your concern. A tormented soul such as hers could use a bit of time ... elsewhere." A cold smile crossed over lips, lips that could with one word end me. No arguments were allowed, decision made.
"Yes, of course." I nodded and stood up, standing stoic and hard. I'm evil. I'm bad. I don't care where she goes. "My gratitude, Ram." I bowed my head and suddenly the room was empty.
"What is this atrocity you put in this room?" A voice said from behind me, causing me to turn where I was kneeling from, my fingertips holding me up as I glanced into the face of my up and coming punishment. Or at least I was sure of it by the feel the room suddenly took on. "Answer me Alyx, I've no time for this nonsense. Have you not gained control of Angelus? Are you not strong enough, superior enough, have you failed us? I'd like to not think that, but look what you bring. Faith, Slayer. Dead. This is not the plan." I felt the room rumble and I swallowed hard before standing up, facing my licks.
"Ram, no. I am in control, I just have yet to let him in on all of the plans. He didn't know, he wasn't aware of the-" The room shook again more violently, dropping me to the ground beside Faith's body. "I am not in control, but I will be. I hadn't intended on this happening, surely... something can be done? With her?" I looked up at Ram with a bit more desperation than planned, and a laugh filled the room. Cold and cruel.
"You feel too much for Slayers, Alyx. It blinds you. Kennedy blinded you and now Faith... you should not be affected by such things. You are powerful, strong, immortal. Behave as such." Ram roared and suddenly Faith's body blinked into oblivion, my gaze returned to Ram. "We will see to her, whatever that means is not your concern. A tormented soul such as hers could use a bit of time ... elsewhere." A cold smile crossed over lips, lips that could with one word end me. No arguments were allowed, decision made.
"Yes, of course." I nodded and stood up, standing stoic and hard. I'm evil. I'm bad. I don't care where she goes. "My gratitude, Ram." I bowed my head and suddenly the room was empty.