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Faith wished to go and hunt down Angelus while half cocked did she. That was just fine with me. No need for her to be around when I lured the bastard in on my own and ended this charade. He had tasted my blood before and with it flowing rather freely at the moment I wagered that he would come calling sooner rather and later. Of course the sweat Faith and I had stirred up while wrestling would only serve to make the fiend salivate even more at the thought of catching us in a compromising position.
Blankly I watched as Faith strutted out the front door holding the tranq gun at her side. Certainly she would be annoyed with me for using her as a red herring later. She could be as annoyed as she wished, it wasn't all that likely I would be alive to listen to her complaints.
Leaving a trail of blood on the wall I made my way to the basement, glancing at the security panel I had installed some time back. Excellent, he was here already. A blinking red light indicated one open window on the third floor fire escape which had been secured earlier. "Excellent. Frell-sung are we prepared?"
"We are. I again discourage you from this course of action." The deeply resonating voice from a corner of the basement nearly made my ears ring. It hadn't been easy to get him here, but I had managed to pull a few strings.
"Noted." Moving toward the cage I laid down, halfway inside, peeling away the bandages on my neck and hand as I heard the door above creak open.
"Yoohooo, Faithy? Wussley? I like hide and seek as much as the next vampire but come on already. Let's just get down to it." His voice was filled with typical cockiness and bravado. That wouldn't be lasting long. Feigning my condition I attempted to crawl, hearing his footsteps stop just behind me.
"Angel?" I rasped. He was completly clueless.
"Foolish Wesley, always one step too slow." Angelus grabbed the back of my shirt, pulling me to my feet. Facing him I surprised him with a smile.
"Not quite." Stabbing him in the neck with a syringe loaded with tranquilizer I shoved him into the cage, slamming the door. "Begin Frell-sung." Stupid vampire.
Blankly I watched as Faith strutted out the front door holding the tranq gun at her side. Certainly she would be annoyed with me for using her as a red herring later. She could be as annoyed as she wished, it wasn't all that likely I would be alive to listen to her complaints.
Leaving a trail of blood on the wall I made my way to the basement, glancing at the security panel I had installed some time back. Excellent, he was here already. A blinking red light indicated one open window on the third floor fire escape which had been secured earlier. "Excellent. Frell-sung are we prepared?"
"We are. I again discourage you from this course of action." The deeply resonating voice from a corner of the basement nearly made my ears ring. It hadn't been easy to get him here, but I had managed to pull a few strings.
"Noted." Moving toward the cage I laid down, halfway inside, peeling away the bandages on my neck and hand as I heard the door above creak open.
"Yoohooo, Faithy? Wussley? I like hide and seek as much as the next vampire but come on already. Let's just get down to it." His voice was filled with typical cockiness and bravado. That wouldn't be lasting long. Feigning my condition I attempted to crawl, hearing his footsteps stop just behind me.
"Angel?" I rasped. He was completly clueless.
"Foolish Wesley, always one step too slow." Angelus grabbed the back of my shirt, pulling me to my feet. Facing him I surprised him with a smile.
"Not quite." Stabbing him in the neck with a syringe loaded with tranquilizer I shoved him into the cage, slamming the door. "Begin Frell-sung." Stupid vampire.