The lackey.
Here I was, alone, demons around me in a place that looked a lot like Los Angeles, only always dark and dilapidated, and I knew what my place was and what this place was.
Lilah, of course had met me upon my arrival, upon Lorne, of all people, putting two bullets into my chest, to tell me that I was nothing, that I was nobody, that I was the lackey, the bottom feeder on the chain.
She had made it seem like Wolfram and Hart had planned all of this, and who was I kidding? TThey probably had. I mean it was just like them to vanquish all of us, especially Angel and his team to this place, where they would still have to fight evil and not be able to affect the way things were on Earth, where they were probably as bad as ever.
It wasn't a good thing for me, though. I had been sent to a holding dimension by them and had my heart ripped out, simply for covering myselves from them and trying to kill Angel, so I was sure that they weren't happy with me right now, especially since I had made a pact with Angel, agreed to help bring them down and had taken some of their Earthly evil instruments from them, when I had wiped out the Sarvan.
I wasn't worried, really. I mean, I was dead, right? Lilah had made the offer for me to come back to her, and the rest of the team, only she hadn't been big with the details, and I foundmyself walking by a vampire, taking he life of somebody...well, that was already dead, and didn't do a thing about it.
If the vamp wanted to come at me, then he was more then welcome to. He was no Angel, and I had been so close to besting that bastard, that I knew that I could throttle this one...or maybe I couldn't? Maybe all of the vampires here were bad-asses?
I just walked, needing to find another bar and drink some more, guessing that somebody was watching my every movement, guessing that it was probably Lilah, only I couldn't give her that satisfaction right now; give her the satisfaction of knowing that I was bruised, battered, and tormented by her having more power then me.
I knew that there were demons in this Los Angeles-like place, and I knew that there was beer, which I currently wanted. As I strolled the streets, quickening my pace, I saw a feminine figure in the distance, and rushed towards her, as she looked familiar.
My footsteps were loud and I knew that she heard them. I was lifted when I saw who it was, and I also knew that she had to be warned about what this place was, and that she had to be protected. "EVE!" I called out, hurrying towards her, as she fully turned to me.
(( Lady Eve))
Lilah, of course had met me upon my arrival, upon Lorne, of all people, putting two bullets into my chest, to tell me that I was nothing, that I was nobody, that I was the lackey, the bottom feeder on the chain.
She had made it seem like Wolfram and Hart had planned all of this, and who was I kidding? TThey probably had. I mean it was just like them to vanquish all of us, especially Angel and his team to this place, where they would still have to fight evil and not be able to affect the way things were on Earth, where they were probably as bad as ever.
It wasn't a good thing for me, though. I had been sent to a holding dimension by them and had my heart ripped out, simply for covering myselves from them and trying to kill Angel, so I was sure that they weren't happy with me right now, especially since I had made a pact with Angel, agreed to help bring them down and had taken some of their Earthly evil instruments from them, when I had wiped out the Sarvan.
I wasn't worried, really. I mean, I was dead, right? Lilah had made the offer for me to come back to her, and the rest of the team, only she hadn't been big with the details, and I foundmyself walking by a vampire, taking he life of somebody...well, that was already dead, and didn't do a thing about it.
If the vamp wanted to come at me, then he was more then welcome to. He was no Angel, and I had been so close to besting that bastard, that I knew that I could throttle this one...or maybe I couldn't? Maybe all of the vampires here were bad-asses?
I just walked, needing to find another bar and drink some more, guessing that somebody was watching my every movement, guessing that it was probably Lilah, only I couldn't give her that satisfaction right now; give her the satisfaction of knowing that I was bruised, battered, and tormented by her having more power then me.
I knew that there were demons in this Los Angeles-like place, and I knew that there was beer, which I currently wanted. As I strolled the streets, quickening my pace, I saw a feminine figure in the distance, and rushed towards her, as she looked familiar.
My footsteps were loud and I knew that she heard them. I was lifted when I saw who it was, and I also knew that she had to be warned about what this place was, and that she had to be protected. "EVE!" I called out, hurrying towards her, as she fully turned to me.
(( Lady Eve))