I had thought that Angel was the one that needed the stakin', even though that seemed like somethin' after all of the loss, that even I couldn't do. Cordy was neva gonna wake up, Fred was gone. Heck, I was willin' to give myself up for my part in what happened to Fred, and I still would.
I had thought that it was Angel that might need the stakin', but as it turns out, I couldn't be more happy in the plan. Angel had set it up perfectly. I didn't need to be in that meetin' wit the Senator Brucker Bitch, but he had me there just to raise my hate, and my assignment was now to kill the bitch.
Didn't seem like much. I knew she used vamps in her campaign, and probably to kill in front of her just for her own pleasure, but I didn't know that there would be so many of them. I was hopin' that there would be all vamps, though. I staked one, wonderin', and thrivin' on the wonder that Senator Bitch could very easily be in charge of a legion of vampires. Yeah, it could be that she was just in the Circle of the Black Thorn so that she could try to pass evil bills up on Capitol Hill, but that didn't seem in keepin'. All politicians were evil in some way, and anything radical that she might want to do, would probably neva pass in a vote. Yeah, I was thinkin', as the axe went into her head, that she probably had a legion of vampires of her own, and just for my own benefit, I thought that she was in charge of all of the ones that I had been fightin' my whole life.
As she died, I still had about eighteen or so to kill, and it wasn't goin' to be easy, but I knew how to beat vamps. Part of me wanted Rondell and some of the otha brotha's here with me, one more time for old school, because the world could be in some serious hurt afta all of this, but when I started fightin', and kickin' and stakin', two at a time, I figured, nah, this is the only way that I want it.
Fred was watchin' me the whole time, I just knew, and if this was it, then this was the way that I was born to go down. Things got harder. The vamps weren't only tryin' to use their teeth, but they were also usin' weapons of their own, but should I expect anything less? They were vamps. Even with a ten on one, and surroundin' me, they would still cheat, even though they were the ones wit the superpowers and all, and I was just a guy. I was a tough guy with a smooth bald, head, but I was still just a guy, without the superpowers.
I thought of Fred, and had a smile on my face through the effort, and things got easier. I got stabbed a couple of times, but while it hurt, and while I was bleedin', it didn't slow me down, and while I got punched once or twice and kicked once or twice, I acted like these vamps were little boys hittin' me, and I had to face it as only four were left, these were political vamps. They were killa's yeah, but let's face it, these guys weren't about exactly twenty Spike's, or twenty Angel's. Thank God for that.
With a little more effort, I was done. I looked around, and there was Senator Bitch, with the axe in her head, so dead, and the look on her face made me smile, and then there was a lot of dust. Now, it was time to get to that alley. I slumbered away and out into the rain. I felt a little panic. I knew that I had been stabbed enough times that I should be gettin' to a hospital, but I felt Fred lookin' down on me, and saw Alanna lookin' down on me, and knew that there was only one place for me, and that was in that alley. I remembered, as I ran, the best times of my life, when I felt the comfort of Fred every night, and I remembered why it was that I had met Fred. Because I was a fighter to the last and wasn't goin' down without a fight; that I fought to save my people back in the day, and now, I would fight to try to save the world. Again.