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[jla_villains]

The Hyperion Hotel is very far removed from its heyday of the 1950's.   It's only months removed from the time period where Jasmine had led the world to a brief peace.  It has since sat abandoned.

Until now.

Eight Kriaphor sit around a drawn circle.  A young lady, no older than 12, lays, bound and unconscious, in the center of the circle.

The head

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[jla_whedonverse]

Never one to pass up a good entrance, Angel kicks open the front door - sword in hand.

"Sorry, boys. It's check-out time."

[jla_villains]

"You again." Sorrow says. "Obviously someone who's uncomfortable with the idea of change. Brethren, dispose of him."

[sand_hawkins]

From the back entrance, a Kriaphor demon's unconscious, limp form is thrown through the doorway right into another one.

Through the dust, Sand Hawkins walks through, Wirepoon gun in hand. He fires right into the back of a Kriaphor 10 feet in front of him, then yanks hard, sending the Kriaphor flying towards him. Sand palm-shots him into the back of his head, sending him flying towards the right, then
pulls the wire to his left. The resulting swinging arc knocks over four other demons, although they remain conscious.

This isn't as strong as Sand's used to being - his strength is maybe 1/2 of what he can normally access on his earth - but it's plenty strong.

"Nice to know things don't change across dimensions, Sorrow."

[jla_villains]

At Sorrow's command, the Kriaphor still standing converge on both men, splitting between the two. They are superstrong, capable warriors - but even they know their role is to keep these infidels at bay until the spell is completed.

[jla_villains]

Sorrow gestures, and Sand suddenly finds himself falling straight down from the top of the 2nd floor. "One and the same, Hawkins. Don't ask me how I got here, but apparently the Subtle Realms are accessible from multiple realities. I found myself here, and I found that apparently I'm the avatar of these beings bringing death and destruction to the EARTH." He solidifes enough to snapkick Sand across the jaw, then goes immaterial again. "King of Tears. Hey, second time's a charm, and this time my only resistance were a bunch of undead rejects and maybe some young nubile teenagers with some excess strength. Of course, can't KILL" He lands another kick "the undead, but hey, that's what minions are for right?

[jla_whedonverse]

At this, Spike emerges from under the floor and nails Sorrow hard with a punch to the head. "Boo."

[jla_villains]

This is enough to send Sorrow flying down towards the ground...and THROUGH it, as he was still intangible.

"What the..."

[jla_whedonverse]

He dives through after him. Two can play the spook game and he's been practicing.

"Not wha', mate. Who! An' you just got a small taste o' the Big Bad! Have another!"

He's leading with both fists, straight for Sorrow's "face".