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Wesley sat quietly, watching Illyria pace. She might have adapted to the life she had now but she was still a very powerful demon. He hadn't said anything but her power seemed to be growing the longer they were together. Sometimes she seemed to be acting more and more like Fred too. He was starting to feel a little freaked by how Fred-like she could seem. It was only moments like this as she moved like a caged tiger that he had no way of denying she was a predator. It bothered him that he had become so used to her that he had all but forgotten she wasn't what she appeared to be. She was an amazing blend of human and demon.
Illyria on the other hand had very different thoughts in her mind. She smelled a faint scent not the dissimilar from the unnatural one the humans had dubbed 'Xander 2.0' and she paced trying to isolate it's origin. It hadn't taken long for her to realize which direction it was in. The hard part was telling Wesley without telling their guards. Being subtle was not something any of the old ones were known for, mainly because when they were in power they were more likely to just attack each other.
Wesley stared at Illyria, wonder what had gone wrong with her. He knew she was a demon but she was insane too, and suspicious he noted as the guards also stared at her. Illyria growled and quickly moved knocking the guards to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Wesley shouted as he shot to his feet.
"There is an unnatural one here," Illyria announced as she walked calmly to the door. No words were needed for her to explain where she was going.
Wesley glared at her as he followed. He had only decided to stay behind because he was confident that he could control her, he was wrong, and who knew what she would do, alone, in a top secret military base, when they were looking to ask for their help. The chances of this ending well were not good. Wesley was just thankful that she had only moved at the speeds a human was capable of and hadn't killed the guards. He had breathed a breathe of of relief as he saw the movement of their chests showing that they were alive.
Wesley softly spoke to Illyria as she led them down several darkly lit hallways, occasionally knocking out any guards they came across. Nothing he said seemed to reach her as she remained silent. As she took in her surroundings, assuring that her companion would come to no harm she smiled at the direction she was certain the scent was located in. Wesley sighed as Illyria calmly ripped out a panel to what was once a very well designed secret door. He stopped trying to reason with her because a secret door in a secret base was probably a bad thing, it certainly had been from what he knew of the events in Sunnydale after he left. He stepped over the rubble of the door, hoping their were no cameras there, although how we was going to explain the hand groves that now existed on the panel he wasn't sure.
The two of them continue down the new hallway as quietly as they could. Illyria was unhappy with how much time she was wasting waiting for Wesley to keep up, his new devotion to being silent making him move even slower. He was still moving faster than most of the soldiers on base would have, but even if Illyria had known that she wouldn't have been impressed, she expected that from him.
They were about 10 minutes down the tunnel when red lights started flashing everywhere. Illyria grabbed Wesley's hand and started pulling him after her as she ran. Illyria's inhuman hearing let her know that some of the guards had been discovered, she needed to find the source of the scent before they were discovered.
Wesley was panting as he was finally released from the old one's grip. As he knelt on the cold metal floor he looked around him, his breath caught at what he saw.End chapter 18Reviews inspire me! Seriously they do.
I wrote this right after I posted the last chapter, only I never got around to proofreading/editing it until now, I'm not even sure I did a good job of that right now. It's hard fixing stuff on a tablet so I do that at home on my desktop. This is a cliffhanger and I am sorry about that. When I wrote this I was on a writing spree and was anticipating writing ch 19 fairly quickly.