The End... [hell_done_over]
I ran through the blinding rain. I felt my body shudder as I ran towards the rest of the group. The events of the night replaying themselves in my head like a river of images. I did not understand why the images plagued me, nor did I care to. I wanted to destroy, to kill everything and anything that dared to challenge me. I felt... grief. I felt... sorrow. I felt... pain. And I did not like it.
Within minutes I was right where I had said I would be. I jumped a fence that closed off the alley and climbed a small building nearby. I could see Angel and Spike from the rooftop and in the distance, Gunn running towards them.
"Any word on Wes?" He asked.
Just as he did, I jumped down from the chain-link fence and stood behind Angel.
"Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence." I stated, my voice trembling with grief, and anger and rage.
"Well, wishes just happen to be horses today." I turned to see Spike standing opposite of Angel.
"Among other things."
"OK. You take the 30,000 on the left..." I tilted my head slightly, noticing the mortal wound that Charles Gunn carried with him.
"You're fading. You'll last 10 minutes at best." I said with a slight hint of concern.
"Then let's make 'em memorable."
The demons approached at a great speed, from above and below. I looked at the sky and saw an ancient creature fly above us... A dragon.
"In terms of a plan?" I heard Spike ask.
"We fight."
"Bit more specific."
"Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon. Let's go to work."
I didn't need to hear anything else. I knew what I had to do. For a moment all I could see as I ran towards the demons was the image of Wesley laying in my arms... dead. I grabbed one of the approaching demons as it lunged itself at me, I clutched him by his neck and flanged him hard into the air, his flying body hitting the opposing brick wall at the end of the alley.
I cocked my head as another demon moved towards me swinging his sword. I smirked confidently and blocked his blade, and just as I had done with Vail, I punched this demon in the face as hard as I could, my fist punching right through it.
Right at that moment I felt another demon hitting me had in the back, I stumbled forward a bit, but I didn’t fall, I looked behind me and he proceeded to punch me again and I kicked him hard making him double onto the ground.
"You filthy creature. You dare threaten a god? I shall make you pay for your insolence." I roared.
He came at me again, axe in hand, I blocked his punch, but he was able to hit me in the face with the end of his axe. I began to taste a metallic substance, and brought hand to the side of my mouth touching it, and examined my bloodstained fingers. I could feel a surge of anger rise throughout my whole body. The demon tried to swing his axe at me again but missed as I took his legs from under him, making him fall to the ground hard. I picked up his axe quickly and decapitated him on the spot.
I didn't know how long I would last. The demons just kept coming. I was tackled from behind by a very large demon with horns and an axe in each hand. I cocked my head at it, and kicked it off of me. He stepped back, but did not loose its balance. He laughed and it infuriated me. He swung his axes simultaneously at me but he was too slow and I was able to dodge his blows quite easily.
I began to punch him everywhere I could as fast as I could, breaking every bone in his putrid body in the process. He finally dropped the axes and I picked them up and smiled, liking their weight.
"Rot you filthy demon!" I screamed and brought the axes simultaneously on his neck cutting it off from his shoulders.
I looked around me and I found myself surrounded. This fight was not going well, the demons just kept coming. But there were too many of them. Soon I was on the ground. Unable to move. Blood filled my mouth and I was pinned to the ground by five large demons. I never thought the end would be this way. I had been defeated. I, the great god king had fail. I had failed Wesley. I closed my eyes for a moment, my whole being in unbearable pain. Soon I drifted back to those last few words...
"Fred. I've missed you."
"It's gonna be OK. It won't hurt much longer, and then you'll be where I am. We'll be together."
"I-I love you."
"I love you. My love. Oh, my love."
When I opened my eyes again, I was alone. I sat up and found myself in a strange place... and I was no longer in pain. How did I get here? Where was I? Where were the other? Nowhere in sight. I was truly alone. We had lost.
Within minutes I was right where I had said I would be. I jumped a fence that closed off the alley and climbed a small building nearby. I could see Angel and Spike from the rooftop and in the distance, Gunn running towards them.
"Any word on Wes?" He asked.
Just as he did, I jumped down from the chain-link fence and stood behind Angel.
"Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence." I stated, my voice trembling with grief, and anger and rage.
"Well, wishes just happen to be horses today." I turned to see Spike standing opposite of Angel.
"Among other things."
"OK. You take the 30,000 on the left..." I tilted my head slightly, noticing the mortal wound that Charles Gunn carried with him.
"You're fading. You'll last 10 minutes at best." I said with a slight hint of concern.
"Then let's make 'em memorable."
The demons approached at a great speed, from above and below. I looked at the sky and saw an ancient creature fly above us... A dragon.
"In terms of a plan?" I heard Spike ask.
"We fight."
"Bit more specific."
"Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon. Let's go to work."
I didn't need to hear anything else. I knew what I had to do. For a moment all I could see as I ran towards the demons was the image of Wesley laying in my arms... dead. I grabbed one of the approaching demons as it lunged itself at me, I clutched him by his neck and flanged him hard into the air, his flying body hitting the opposing brick wall at the end of the alley.
I cocked my head as another demon moved towards me swinging his sword. I smirked confidently and blocked his blade, and just as I had done with Vail, I punched this demon in the face as hard as I could, my fist punching right through it.
Right at that moment I felt another demon hitting me had in the back, I stumbled forward a bit, but I didn’t fall, I looked behind me and he proceeded to punch me again and I kicked him hard making him double onto the ground.
"You filthy creature. You dare threaten a god? I shall make you pay for your insolence." I roared.
He came at me again, axe in hand, I blocked his punch, but he was able to hit me in the face with the end of his axe. I began to taste a metallic substance, and brought hand to the side of my mouth touching it, and examined my bloodstained fingers. I could feel a surge of anger rise throughout my whole body. The demon tried to swing his axe at me again but missed as I took his legs from under him, making him fall to the ground hard. I picked up his axe quickly and decapitated him on the spot.
I didn't know how long I would last. The demons just kept coming. I was tackled from behind by a very large demon with horns and an axe in each hand. I cocked my head at it, and kicked it off of me. He stepped back, but did not loose its balance. He laughed and it infuriated me. He swung his axes simultaneously at me but he was too slow and I was able to dodge his blows quite easily.
I began to punch him everywhere I could as fast as I could, breaking every bone in his putrid body in the process. He finally dropped the axes and I picked them up and smiled, liking their weight.
"Rot you filthy demon!" I screamed and brought the axes simultaneously on his neck cutting it off from his shoulders.
I looked around me and I found myself surrounded. This fight was not going well, the demons just kept coming. But there were too many of them. Soon I was on the ground. Unable to move. Blood filled my mouth and I was pinned to the ground by five large demons. I never thought the end would be this way. I had been defeated. I, the great god king had fail. I had failed Wesley. I closed my eyes for a moment, my whole being in unbearable pain. Soon I drifted back to those last few words...
"Fred. I've missed you."
"It's gonna be OK. It won't hurt much longer, and then you'll be where I am. We'll be together."
"I-I love you."
"I love you. My love. Oh, my love."
When I opened my eyes again, I was alone. I sat up and found myself in a strange place... and I was no longer in pain. How did I get here? Where was I? Where were the other? Nowhere in sight. I was truly alone. We had lost.