Out of the frying pan into the fire ((tag Victor and Clark))

[slayers_desire]

April gently touched her head, placing a cloth to the wound on her head. Someone had knocked her out. And wherever she was... it was dark. And she could hear chanting.

Her clothes were gone, and she was now wearing a simple white gown. Which meant her PINpoint was gone too. She had no idea where it was.

There was also a ward that negated her magical defenses, and that wasn't an option.

It had seemed such a good decision to come to her home universe... when she had to leave the Smallville universe because of the strange appearance of a twisted and psychopathic Clark Luthor in her bed. She had called for help from Victor Allen, and Victor told her to escape. And this was supposed to be her escape.

But when she appeared, she was taken aback by the disastrous sights and smells of LA. And she had gone looking for someone she knew, but instead was taken by surprise by a person who came up behind her and had knocked her out. And now... she whimpered... she was in trouble.

Typically... this was just typically...

She didn't know why she was here, but April had to wait and learn what she could. And hopefully she could find a way to get home soon.

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[slayers_desire]

Physically, April is fine. It is mentally that is the issue. She woke up in bed with a psychopath... ended up getting kidnapped when she was just looking for a safe place to be... and what she saw and heard will haunt her for quiet some time.

The Demon is prevented from escaping by Spike, Wes and Connor. "You heard the lady, now turn around and fight like a man, you git," Spike growled.

The Demon turned, and faced Victor with a growl.

[kalel_ofkrypton]

At least now he knows that they didn't manage to force her to eat. That's one bright spot in the midst of these horrors, though it doesn't make them any less scarring. "Sorry it took so long."

[victormakesart]

"You're such a stupid--" That's when the wind starts coming out of her sails and she starts thinking, oh, he might get his feelings hurt if she calls him stupid, and then she thinks of the children again and gets angrier.

"Yeah, get over here. You think it's okay, what you did? What you're a part of?"

[slayers_desire]

"Where did you go?" April sobs. The fact he disappeared in the first place, then she was disconnected from him was very disconcerting for her.

The Demon blinks. "Are you refering to the Cows?"

Lorne facepalms. "Oh no... not that..."

[kalel_ofkrypton]

"I got switched with an alternate... I was sent to his world. I got back as soon as I could. I didn't know what he'd do to you..." And it turns out he had more to fear from where she ran for safety.

[victormakesart]

"I'm referring to the two children there, on the floor." Victor takes a threatening step forward, and she feels like possibly she could punch this guy in the face. Which is terrifying for a nonviolent person.

[slayers_desire]

"He didn't care about me. He thought about killing me, so I called Victor." April whispered. A part of her feels... like she needed to be protected.

She holds her stomach and whimpers. Softly.

The Demon steps forward too. And he grabs Victor by the arm, tightly. "The cows were killed. You are another cow."

[kalel_ofkrypton]

"He was raised by Lionel..." It's not much of an explanation. But it's a good hint at why his double was as twisted as he was.

And his concern spikes when she reacts that way. "Are you okay? Is the baby all right?"

[victormakesart]

"You wanna hit me? You think I'm scared of you? Well, let me tell you, you're not a superior creature." She wants to hit him. Every ounce of her wants to hit him. She looks down at his hand on her arm like it's a piece of wilted, molding lettuce.

[slayers_desire]

"I sensed that." She hisses.

"I am hungry."

The Demon looks at Victor for a moment, then raises his other arm to smack her across the mask.

[kalel_ofkrypton]

"I didn't bring any kryptonite with me." Maybe if he can find some kind of enchanted weapon, just enough to cut him...

((sleep time))

[victormakesart]

Her mask caves in around where his hand hits, and she can feel the side of her face start to swell with heat, but she can't really feel the pain from it right now.

She couldn't even really move out of his way because the grip he has on her arm (which is bruising).

"Yeah, big strong demon," she spits. "I'm not scared of you."

[slayers_desire]

"That is a good thing...kryptonite makes me sick. At least the green variety does." April softly admitted.

The Demon moved to slam his fist into her face again, when he was stopped by Spike and Connor. "Jesus Christ... getting yourself killed isn't going to solve a damn thing!" Wes protested.

[kalel_ofkrypton]

"It does?" He's confused and a bit alarmed by that. Is his weakness somehow contagious? They've been together for so many years, maybe being exposed to him for so long has made her vulnerable too...?

"Can you hold on long enough for us to get you to safety?"

[victormakesart]

"You know what I'm tired of? Guys with minimal cerebral activity bullying people. I'm tired of people dying on my watch." She grabs for the wrist of the hand that's around her arm, squeezes it right under the wristbone, gives it a twist, usually that's enough to make someone let go or at least loosen their grip but she's never tried it on a demon.

[slayers_desire]

April just nodded, and closed her eyes for a moment, to rest in his arms.

Victor's attack on the Demon doesn't do anything. It is not until Lorne starts to sing softly, that it finally lets go, to cover his ears.

"Okay Connor and Spike, send him back home." Lorne gently touches Victor's elbow. "Me and Clark are going to take our girls home. Wes, give those angels a decent burial. We will see you back home later."

[kalel_ofkrypton]

Clark picks her up, and begins walking towards the exit. He can hear that the others have the situation under control, and right now, his focus is on his wife. "Keep your eyes closed," he gently suggests. He knows that she's seen the bodies in the same room as her, but there is at least one other victim along the way, and dozens of defeated vampires.

[victormakesart]

Victor hesitates by the children, wants to do something for them, in that moment would give just about anything to bring them back, would give the rest of the functioning in her legs, would give her right arm.

[slayers_desire]

Lorne will allow her a moment, before gently tugging on her arm, and guiding her home. He recognizes the signs of shock.

They get back to the underground base. Lorne guides Victor to the sofa, then goes to the bar to mix up something. He glanced up at Clark, "We do have blood in the fridge. With Spike around, it is a necessity."

[kalel_ofkrypton]

Clark sets her down on the couch, and goes to retrieve some of their blood supply. "Does anyone have any enchanted knives or anything?" he asks quietly. "I think she could use a pick-me-up." And he knows that Kryptonian blood can be more potent than human, so mixing in at least a few drops might help give her a boost.

[victormakesart]

She sits, unbuckles her broken mask, lets it slide to the ground, her face is swollen and her cheek is puffed up and purple. She slips off her jacket, baring her scarred arms. She looks like someone who has been frapped and poured into a human form. So many scars it's hard to imagine that they can all fit onto one person.

[slayers_desire]

"Sure thing darling. We have magical weapons on the back wall, pick your flavor." Lorne goes over to Victor. He kneels and offers her a large glass of something green. "Drink this sweetheart."

Just as Clark goes to the back wall to get the knife, Connor and Spike return. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Spike demanded to Clark.

[kalel_ofkrypton]

"Giving her what she needs. She's been feeding from me for a long time now. Voluntarily." It's important to stress that part, especially today.

[victormakesart]

"What does it have in it? I don't drink," she says, rubbing a hand over the ridges of raised tissue on her arm, head back against the couch as though it's too much effort to raise it.

[slayers_desire]

Spike goes over to Clark. And whispers. "That is all fine and good. But if you are going to offer her your blood, do it the right way. Don't bottle feed her like some infant."

"Oh sweetheart, it is just some vegetables, some herbs, and it will help clear your head, not fog it." Lorne encouraged her to drink again.