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[true_angelus]

I knew somewhere inside me that she would do this. I just knew it and was stupid to even agree to it in the first place. Sweet damaged little Faithy let pussy boy loose and now where is she? Not here. Not in the basement that I myself helped chain Angel down, in chains that were unbreakable, and she went and gave him the key. Set him free. I was a

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[true_angelus]

I smirked at him, smirked at him like the useless lump of dead flesh he was. Once he tore throats out without batting an eye, dug his fangs deep into the sweet flesh of a Gypsy girl. The mere thought of that made me make a mental note to find me a sweet little Gypsy girl when I was done kicking his ass. He always stood the same. Relaxed, hands in pockets, confident yet near failure smirk of a smirk. It was pathetic and it made me sick.

"You're right guess we were too busy being drunk on the cheapest ales and whores." I slowly walked around him and I could feel the battle rising in the air, it was thick and poisonous. I wanted nothing more than to find out where my girl was and then promptly slam a stake through his chest. Maybe I'll have Connor do the honors to help him over his 'I hate Daddy Angel' complex. Killing does a world of good.

"I'm wondering if I'm going to have to kill you for what you have of mine. Faith. I'd kill for her, in fact I did kill her for her. So she'd be strong again and not weak and broken in your bed. Evil so she can payback anyone and anything that ever did her wrong." I stood directly in front of him and gave him a nudge to the chest with my finger. "You just watched, figuratively and literally." I smiled a cruel smile and threw the first blow. My fist connected hard with the underside of his jaw causing his body to fly backward and come to a grinding halt against a wall.

[john_allerdyce]

I heard Angelus' voice floating through the halls and it was hard not to laugh. Here I thought I was going to have to figure out a way to call him or rescue Faith on my own. Angel was so lame that he must have left a big map that pointed straight to his ass and said 'find Faith here.'

"Hey Dad." I said, as Angelus punched Angel hard in the face. You'd think it would be hard to tell them apart, but I knew which was my real father. Too bad Angel didn't have a clue.

"That looked like it hurt." I said, watching as he jumped up to his feet. "Am I needed for this family reunion or do you want me to go free Faith?"

The look on Angel's face was priceless. That's what he gets for the fucking memory comment. Seriously, was he retarded? Was there a short bus to take him to work every day? I wanted to rip his tongue out of his mouth and make him swallow it. He had no idea what he did to me and he thought a few tears and an apology would make things right?

I lashed out and kicked Angel hard in the stomach. "That memory comment wasn't real funny."

[weloveyouangel]

I watched Angelus closely as he circled around me and I saw the look on Connor's face, I didn't understand it, I thought things were better now. I was focusing on that and that's when I got punched. I fell back on the floor and narrowed my eyes, game face showing as I got back up.

This was too much, now my boy ... son was against me. Really against me, moreso than I already thought he was. He kicked me in the stomach and I stumbled back, looking at both of them through narrowed eyes. Connor chose his path, he knew I loved him, I wanted him on my side and I wanted to take care of him, but him doing this? I wasn't sure I could even beg him to come back. That was over with. I couldn't think about it right now because all of a sudden my fist lashed out, knocking Angleus in the face. Twisting my body, I kicked him hard, boot connected with chin as he flipped and fell on the floor.

Growling, I turned toward Connor. My first instinct was to rush him out of here, make sure he was safe, but it was too late for that now. I knew where he stood, but I still wasn't going to fight him. Instead, I focused my attention on Angelus.

"Get up pussy boy!" I growled and stomped on his face before picking him up and knocking him into the wall.

[true_angelus]

I slowly rose up from the ground with a grin on my face as I wiped blood from the corner of my mouth. I walked around him one more full time and stepped back a few paces to just take him in. I was fighting myself and even that felt odd to me and that was saying something. He was trying to focus on Connor, my son, and I knew if he so much as harmed one hair on his head he'd be dust without hesitation. Pussy boy, him calling me that. That's just hysterical.

"Guess I have to remind you that it's you that's the pussy boy. I'm the one who gets all the chicks and always wins, not you. Stop trying to hard really it's just pathetic." I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and launched him up and over me and into the corner of his desk. That had to hurt and the deep gash when he turned to look at me proved that it did hurt.

"I'm not leaving here without her and if I have to kill you Angel I will. Even if it means we both become piles of dust. You. Don't. Get. Her." I emphasized each word with my fingers angrily shoving him back as he stood. He was backed at the desk when I saw the television from the corner of my eye. Faith laying on the floor of a cage.

"You put her in a cage? Only I do that." My fists began landing blows to his chest and face, whatever connected first. He was crossing lines he shouldn't cross, trying to lock up the pretty things? That's mine. I was too busy to look behind me when I heard a heartbeat in the background, it quickly disappeared. Probably some smart human fleeing before things got really bad. So it would have surprised me if I had turned around because I would have seen Cordelia heading toward where Faith was detained. I didn't though, didn't care.

[john_allerdyce]

It was sort of fascinating to watch them fight with each other. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to fight myself. The fact that Angel called Dad pussy boy sort of freaked me out. Wasn't he the one always going on about how dangerous Angelus was? Poking the crazy tiger with a stick didn't seem like a good plan, especially when you are already bleeding and your scent screams prey.

"You guys have a thing for cages. Hope that isn't genetic." I said, keeping my distance as I kept an eye on the door. I kept expecting someone to show up to offer assistance. Isn't that how things usually went down?

Angel shot me a glare that made me take a step back. He was seriously pissed off at me and that was pretty unfair. "Hey stop with the glaring okay? You're the one who killed me, brought me back, erased my memories and the memories of your friends, so you do not get to play victim here."

I smiled suddenly as I caught a glimpse of Cordy on the screen. Wasn't sure if anyone else noticed her, but at least Faith would get released and we could get the hell out of here. I wanted to punch Angel, but Angelus looked pretty pissed off. I had a feeling this was one of those look don't touch the fucker is mine moments. I could respect that.

I got a weird feeling that ran up my spine suddenly. "I think someone's coming." I whispered, preparing to take out anything that came through the door. It felt a little like a slayer, but maybe I was feeling Faith with a delayed reaction.

[weloveyouangel]

My back kept on hitting the desk and it was digging and I could smell blood. I growled violently and it was harder fighting Angelus, he knew all my moves before it would happen, but then again, that gave me an advantage. Somewhat. He went to slam me again and ducked, moving around and kicking him in the back, knocking him over the desk. I stood there and looked at Connor who just stood there, I shook my head at him, disgusted before moving back over and grabbing Angelus.

"You're not taking her from me," I said carefully and slammed his head down on the desk. I just wanted to take it all out on him and toss him out the window. I wanted to end myself just because I had the thought that it would end him too.

I think someone is coming ...

"That would be me," I heard Buffy's voice and I looked up at her and ... the young girl. "Buffy ... he .." I trailed off and she just looked at Connor as I got back with Angelus who was now staring at me with narrowed eyes. At least Buffy had my back, hopefully, you never knew anymore.