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Glory/Ben (hopeandglory) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-04-01 01:29:00

Entry tags:

adam vasic, andrea rojas, billie jenkins, clark kent, dawn summers, dean winchester, faith lehane, glory, john jones, kara zor-el, needy lesnicki, pike, sam winchester, tara maclay, vi, xander harris

Who: Glory/Ben and Team Wanna Stab them in their shared Face
What: The FIGHT
Where: Glory's very large very awesome back yard. There is sealey energy pplz
When: Hallow'een evening
Rating: PG 13. Stabbity.
Status: In progress, Hold on a few for the subthreads to come - Subthreads, Minions/Victims vs Rescuers, victims switch sides when fixed, supers kick Glory in the face. - Witchey-Fu, and Glory/Ben/Buffy/Dawn

It broke.

The magic, the spell, she felt it, she could feel it slipping and finally shattering, but that was okay. She didn’t need it anymore. Didn’t need the shroud over the past. Not when she was this close. There was nothing Buffy could even do anymore. Glory had called her minions to her, apart from the ones keeping her Key from focusing that pretty green energy on anything that might let her escape, the girl would be bruised and beaten by now. There were her minions who loved her, frickin worshipped her because she was awesome, and there were the crazies. And no Troll God's Hammer, she knew that for sure. Stupid Buffy, where had she gotten a hammer

But she didn’t have it here. No Hammer, no Godly lame. She wasn't worried. And she’d watch for construction machinery.

She was dressed in simple robes, a concession to Ben for when they got home. He was a treacherous little snit when he wanted to be, had fallen right into the fold the second time around like a good little host body. He might even do well back home, and she could totally end him if he did betray her. But she didn’t think that he would. He’d accepted her. He’d gotten Dawnikins.

She waited nervously tapping her foot, Dawn was chained to a wall not far from her, soon she’d be ready, she’d worked so hard on this, On the seal. The one right in Lawrence. It wasn’t visible but it made her tingly to be near, Dawn’s blood, and the right magic would tear it apart. They were so close to completion, so ready to bleed the little brat, only a few minutes now, a few short minutes and she would be home.

And there would be no robot fooling her this time, Not again. Even if there HAD been one. Stupid robot girl had slowed her down.
“Hey Dawnie...you doing okay over there sweetie? I know its got to suck. But I had to lock you down. You know you’d only try to run. And I don’t want to hurt you. I mean...y’know. Till I bleed you. Cause that right there...that’s gonna hurt like a bitch, and be slow. But you know that from last time don’t you? I mean he even says he's sorry for hurting you and all, but not being real. You'll be happier as energy I swear. You'll be doing what you're supposed to do, what you were MADE to do. Isn't that better...And your sister will follow you to death anyway so you don't even need to worry. Bitch has it coming. I have a list. Wrecking ball jerk is on it too. Pity the glinda-witch isn't here. I'd have fun with her. Can mess up her girl again though"

"Um...Your most divine and well accessoriedness in whose splendiferious radiance we bask eternal? Might I interrupt your magnificance’s taunting?"

Aw Jinx. He was totally her favourite. She looked down and patted him on his creepy bumpy little minion head

"What is it, are they here...?"

"We think they are nearby yes..."

Glory grinned and grabbed one of her prettier swords. This would be fun. She was about to dismiss the minion when she thought about something very important, very very. How could she have forgotten?

"Do I look good Jinxy, Do I look ready to go home?!!." she asked him with a beaming grin that was ready to turn at any second. He’d better answer right. He was so gonna be in trouble if he didn’t.

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Rescue vs. Minions/Victims

ex_demonbloo908
2010-04-01 04:37 am UTC (link)

Sam followed Dean carefully. He was determined to make sure that his older brother didn't stray from his sight; one wrong move, one unexpected motive, and something easily could have happened to him. Not to mention that Dean himself wasn't capable of keeping himself from harm. He could either end up hurting himself accidentally or letting something else do so first. Either way, Sam wasn't going to let it happen. It was why when the first few groups started fighting, Sam steered off to the side and focused on Dean. He had a shotgun in his hands and a spare gun at his side if he needed it and, from the looks of things, he was glad he'd thought to bring both weapons along. These ugly monsters - demons, he was sure someone had called them (which was kind of laughable, considering) - didn't look like they would go down easily. So when one strayed too close, Sam raised his gun and fired off a shot. He hit one of the things in the chest, then turned to fire off another round at the next incoming monster. Sam wasn't stupid enough to believe that the bullets would kill the 'demons', but he knew that they'd at least slow them down. That was good enough for him for the time being.

Looking up, Sam spotted Dean sauntering off in the opposite direction. Sam followed suit, halting slightly in his tracks when he caught Dean taking a swing at someone. Unfortunately, that someone wasn't one of their enemies. And that? It wasn't good. Swearing, Sam broke out into a run and moved forward to keep Dean from doing anything worse. He didn't trust everyone that had stepped into the battle enough to believe that they wouldn't harm his brother in retaliation - intentional or not.

"Dean! Hey!"

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frostandsnow
2010-04-01 04:39 am UTC (link)

Dean had managed to punch her, distracted as she was by the others fighting. The one with blades and the one...was he fighting, burning them with his very hands. Interesting. She hadn't noticed the blow coming in from Dean and staggered back just a little. Cursing under her breath.

"...Come on...Dean you're too close. Sam, you gotta get back to Sam don't you. He's not here, you know he's more important than any stupid key so...don't make me drag you Shortbus"

Ruby was so not in the mood to be babysitting a man she hated. But she'd sworn to Sam that she'd protect Dean, and she'd only let him get this far cause crazy or not he still knew a word that made her pause, and hurt and made her eyes blacken. And she'd decided Sam would be adverse to her hexing or stabbing his brother to slow him down. Probably even punching, even if he could punch her. An act she felt was more Dean than crazy.

He'd be so damn smug.

"Don't make me make you. No one wants that"

As she spoke she heard Sam from the side of her and stepped into view from behind the other fighters.

"Can I hit him? Just once. He'd stop fighting?"

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Rescue vs. Minions/Victims

slayersocialwrk
2010-04-01 04:46 am UTC (link)

Faith was pretty pissed that Doyle had listened to B and let Pike go. That guaranteed that she was going to be heading after Glory. Not that she wasn't willing to be in on the fight, of course. She just wished that Pike had stayed back at the motel. She had once again gathered her knives and Pike's gun and headed to where the big scene was going down at.

Once there, Faith spent no time at all jumping into the fight. She killed demons left and right, and whenever she came up against a crazy person, she checked her punches so she didn't actually kill anyone, just knocked them out. When she noticed that there was a witchy-kinda-crazy among them, she just avoided her. Faith wasn't a fan of magic and had no problem staying away from that.

Her eyes flickered over to where B was fighting Glory from time to time-to make sure the hellgod didn't kill her, of course. She didn't want anyone else having that pleasure 'cept her. That was the only reason. Well, that and she'd probably have to jump over and fight Glory herself if B died. So it was a good idea to keep tabs on what was happening. She was also distracted as she waded through the ranks of the insane people, hoping to spot Pike somewhere before he got himself hurt or killed.

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Re: Rescue vs. Minions/Victims

tweedywatcher
2010-04-01 04:58 am UTC (link)

Giles' gaze also kept flicking to Buffy, concerned for both her and Dawn. He was hoping against hope that everyone would come through the battle alive and hopefully intact. He tried to catch Faith's eye as well for a moment.

Tara was beginning her spell now, and he prayed that it worked. He had wanted to say the spell with the others, but he'd reasoned that he would be most useful doing what he was right now.

A demon smacked him in the head from behind, and he turned, dazed, fighting to shake the cobwebs out as he plunged with the sword. He only wished that he wasn't just a mortal human, that he had something more to call on. He felt the beginnings of the fatigue, and he knew he'd use his reserves up faster than the younger people here. He just hoped Tara's spell bought all of them what they needed to succeed.

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notafishie
2010-04-01 04:58 am UTC (link)

Pike had been about to continue his assault on Andrea. He hadn't attended the quipping school of combat. Quipping while fighting, in Pike's experience, wasted time that could be used dodging or attacking. Sure, he could joke around before and after, and if he had some help he could make toss an occasional joke during a fight, but usually he was all business. So instead of responding to her, he just advanced, prepared to continue the fight for as long as he needed to.

And then something hit him, and the spilled jigsaw puzzle of his mind snapped back into sharp relief.

His eyes widened as the dark lifted and the crawling went away. Suddenly he could form coherent thoughts again. The dark fog that had settled over his mind from the minute that hellbitch reached into his mind was gone. With sudden clarity, he knew what was happening.

He'd just struck a friend.
Dawn was going to be bled dry.
He'd been forced to relive all the feelings from Detroit.
He'd dropped the l-word with Faith while crazy, which might color any future attempts to make her believe it was true. Maybe even ruin things.

Most of the people here would probably have mistaken Pike for a mostly harmless hanger-on, great for moral support but probably not as good of a hunter as he thought he was. Pike certainly had never come across as dangerous to anyone here. The one fight he'd been involved in, he'd gotten stabbed. It didn't give the impression of someone that could actually be dangerous.

That was a misconception that anyone who saw him during this fight would probably not believe again.

He was still standing in full view of Andrea, but he wasn't seeing her. His eyes narrowed, his heart sped up and thudded in his ears like a heavy metal war drum, and something dark, cold, and flinty replaced the usual open, laid back look in his eyes. His face reddened, his fists clenched, and he literally shook with fury.

He was going to kill as many of these scabby little bastards as he could. And he was going to enjoy it.

He spun on his heel, away from Andrea. He needed a weapon, and that scabby little bastard with a short sword about ten feet to the left was a great source. Without so much as a second thought, he charged it. The sword swung, but Pike ducked under it, stuck out his arm, and slammed the demon into the ground with enough force that the impact could probably be heard over the din of the fight. Without missing a beat, he lifted one booted foot and brought it down in a vicious stomp directly at the center of the demon's throat.

There was a sickening cracking sound and the demon began gasping for air. Pike just leaned down, plucked the sword from the demon's suddenly frantic hands, and stepped over its body. The fact that it would die a slow death of suffocation pleased him more than it should have, but right now, all Pike could feel was white hot fury. There was no room for guilt.

A demon came at him from the right with a piece of road clutched in both hands. Pike batted the clumsy attack aside with the flat of his new sword, lashed his hand out, and buried his thumb in one of the disgusting little thing's eyes. It screeched and stumbled back, and Pike thrust his sword into it's throat and tore it out the right side, sending demon blood and gore out onto the street. A third demon stared at him and Pike just walked up and cleanly decapitated it.

Then he turned and proceeded further into the crowd of demons, looking for more to kill.

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ex_demonbloo908
2010-04-01 04:51 am UTC (link)

Oh. Good. It was just Ruby. That was okay, Dean could hit Ruby. Mostly because Sam knew that Ruby wouldn't harm him in return...at least not much. He wouldn't put it past the demon to at least take a swing at his brother to get him to calm down. Of course, as soon as Sam had that thought, Ruby turned to him and asked if she could give him a hit. Sam rolled his eyes and brushed past her, as if that single look alone happened to be enough of an answer. No way. Grabbing Dean by the shoulder, Sam attempted to pull him back so that he could calm him down and, hopefully, talk some sense into him. Talk sense into a crazy man? He'd have better luck at convincing Santa Claus to set a Christmas tree on fire.

Sam tried to suppress a cringe at the Christmas reference, tugging on his brother as he did so. "C'mon, Dean..." He didn't like this. It was bad before, but now his brother was attacking Ruby?

...actually, that was probably the sanest thing that Dean had done all night.

"Ruby's on our side. You know that." Sam tugged at his brother's shoulder again, leaning down a little in hopes of meeting his brothers eyes. He wouldn't attack him, would he? Was he really that far gone? "Dean, we can do whatever you want. Just keep your hands to yourself. We'll help you, okay? You know I'll help you." He was lying. But if this was what he needed to do in order to keep Dean from going all nutso on everyone, then so be it. It wasn't like Dean was gonna hold a grudge later on for it. That was, if he remembered anything. Or if Tara's spell actually worked. God, he hoped that it worked.

[ooc: And I'm splitting this! Because keeping it in one thread is confusing.]

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Rescue vs. Minions/Victims

sonovabitch
2010-04-02 04:03 pm UTC (link)

Dean struggled against Sam. Pulling himself from his brother's grip. One priority taking over the other; the need to protect the key over not ever hurting Sam. His hand balled into another fist but before he could raise it, to clock his own brother, something happened.

He blinked and shook his head as the spell took affect. It was as if the jumbled, shifting, buzzing had just stopped. Things were rearranged and slow and carefully put together, and with a click all was right again. Mostly. "I hope to God, you were just making the crazy person feel better, Sam, or I might reconsider punching you." The words were lame even to his own ears, as he tried hard to infuse some humor in them.

Rubbing his hand over his face, Dean's eyes took in his brother, and answered before Sam could even ask. "Yeah. I'm sane again. Or as sane as I ever been." His eyes cut to Ruby, involuntarily, and it was a visual struggle for a moment. However, at that instant he was too tired to care. All of barriers weren't back up and he was just raw. Which was why it was eaiser now than it ever would have been for him to say, "Sorry."

An apology that would likely never happen again. He didn't give any thanks because that was pushing it. And he hadn't asked her to stand his way. He was damn sure that had been Sam. However, she'd done it. He didn't delude himself into thinking that she'd done it for him; not even in his previous state would he have been able to consider that. Still. She'd watched out for him and he'd ... hit her. It was good. He wasn't going to lie about that and if he could get away with it again, he'd do it. His apology was more for harming her when she'd been trying to help, than the actual act of hitting her. Five letters more complicated than they should have been, but he had the feeling she'd understand.

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Re: Rescue vs. Minions/Victims

frostandsnow
2010-04-02 04:21 pm UTC (link)

Sam wasn't going to get hit, she wasn't gonna let it happen even if it meant she had to take another punch. She was about to pull Dean's arm back behind his back when he paused, his hand not even raised yet, something was happening. And Ruby had an idea what that something might be. Dean was back to himself, confirming this as he spoke. Sane as he'd ever been, well she wouldn't deny that. But she was happy Sam had his brother back, she didn't like seeing him hurting and without his brother. He should be.

Ruby couldn't deny her eyes had widened when he actually said it, said sorry. She wasn't going to push it, or do anything to take away from it. She mearly nodded and moved back a little to stand beside Sam but not to interfere if they wanted one of the brotherly moments they had now and again. Just like before back when Dean didn't who who the brunette called Krissy was when he'd returned she felt awkward at times like this.

"Don't worry about it" she managed to say and busied herself looking around to see if there were any more of the ugly creatures claiming to be demons around. They offended her just by existing in her world and she was happy to ensure they didn't anymore.

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