February - Finale

[mr_angel]

It was time to finish this. After more than six years of hell from the place we were finally going to stand up and say we weren't taking anymore. To them, we were just pieces on a chess board strategically placed for their end game. Now we were about to fuck up their game and show them exactly what it meant to have a free will that didn't

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[chosenpotential]

I wanted to rip her head off when she backhanded me and gave me a message to give Grace. Apparently she wasn't up on the latest news on the whole Grace situation. But whatever. She was probably just trying to get to me anyway. I got to my feet as she got up and started walking towards Angel. The building was shaking horribly and the portal was getting bigger and bigger. Part of me wanted to rush at her and knock her into it, but what if I ended up going in with her? No way in hell that was gonna happen. I think she knew the battle was over and the only thing she could do was just go into the light. Figuratively speaking.

She was talking to Angel, but I couldn't hear what she was saying over the sounds of the building starting to come apart. It was rumbling and shaking and I knew it was only a matter of minutes before it totally collapsed. We needed to get the hell out of there. I rolled my eyes when she blew Angel a kiss and smirked at me before disappearing and the portal closing.

I ran after Angel, trying to get the hell out before the whole thing came down on us. The stairs were already gone though, and Angel knew of another way out, so we ran, taking the stairs two at a time as they collapsed behind us. We barely got to the bottom. Running down the corridor, barely dodging pieces of the ceiling as they collapsed behind us, we pushed open the door and ran like hell to get out of the path of the falling debris. Once we were far enough away, we both turned back to look at the remnants of what remained of Wolfram & Hart. We'd managed to send Dom back to hell, I hope the others had managed to do the same. We stood there in silence for a couple of minutes, staring at the aftermath of a war. And just like with war, our victory would be bittersweet. We might've won in a sense, but what all did we lose in the process?