Go time.
Tracking Faith together, my father and I, was definately a change. For the better I think. It had been the better part of 10 years, though I use the phrase lightly, since I'd seen him. That's a long time, but...he still seemed so unsure about my presence. It was like he was afraid that I was still just like I had been, fresh out of Quortoth. But, I didn't hate him anymore. I mean, there is still that residual feeling, I guess that will never go away, but...I've grown a lot since then. And, I'm more or less, over it. Yes, he's a vampire, something that I've grown to hate, but he's saved the world more times than I can count. I think that cancels out the shit he's done in the past. At least in my eyes.
Hell, my presence even made Wes unseasy, I could feel that too. Damn, I just need to have one big meeting, and tell them that I don't hate any of them and it's all water under the bridge. Because, a group can't fight well if there are so many insecurities going on.
But, my mind is wandering again. Because, this...this is the night. It has to be. We're on the trail of Faith and her abducters, all leading us to Kakistos. And, most likely, a huge battle. Whether or not I make it out, that doesn't matter, all I know is that if I die, I'm taking that bastard with me.
The second my father spoke, my heart stopped. Just for that moment. I looked up at the huge house down the street from us, and...felt it. To use a coined phrase, 'something wicked this way comes'. But it's not him. It's us.
I quickened my pace to a jog, not really thinking about how to storm the place. I stopped at the perimeter and turned to look back at everyone, making sure they were still keeping up. That was when I heard something, my head whipping back to face the grounds.
Glass breaking? I ran along the yard until I saw it, broken window. Then I heard her. "Faith," I whispered to myself. Turning quickly, I whistled to the rest of the group, before I ran towards the source of the noise, literally running into Faith. She was frantic, and hurt...badly. Shit.
"Faith...what happened? What's hurt? Where is he?" I asked all these questions as calmly as I could. But hell, now I wanted to get in there and kick some ass worse than before.
{Open to...lotsa people? Um, Wes, Faith, Angel, Illyria...maybe the baddies too? Oh, hell. OPEN}
Hell, my presence even made Wes unseasy, I could feel that too. Damn, I just need to have one big meeting, and tell them that I don't hate any of them and it's all water under the bridge. Because, a group can't fight well if there are so many insecurities going on.
But, my mind is wandering again. Because, this...this is the night. It has to be. We're on the trail of Faith and her abducters, all leading us to Kakistos. And, most likely, a huge battle. Whether or not I make it out, that doesn't matter, all I know is that if I die, I'm taking that bastard with me.
The second my father spoke, my heart stopped. Just for that moment. I looked up at the huge house down the street from us, and...felt it. To use a coined phrase, 'something wicked this way comes'. But it's not him. It's us.
I quickened my pace to a jog, not really thinking about how to storm the place. I stopped at the perimeter and turned to look back at everyone, making sure they were still keeping up. That was when I heard something, my head whipping back to face the grounds.
Glass breaking? I ran along the yard until I saw it, broken window. Then I heard her. "Faith," I whispered to myself. Turning quickly, I whistled to the rest of the group, before I ran towards the source of the noise, literally running into Faith. She was frantic, and hurt...badly. Shit.
"Faith...what happened? What's hurt? Where is he?" I asked all these questions as calmly as I could. But hell, now I wanted to get in there and kick some ass worse than before.
{Open to...lotsa people? Um, Wes, Faith, Angel, Illyria...maybe the baddies too? Oh, hell. OPEN}