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Angel Episode 6.5 115. The Dead of Night
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on Angel. They belong to Fox Studios and Joss Whedon. This work is fictional and is only for my and others entertainment. Therefore no infringement is intended. I do not intend to make a profit from this work. However I own all characters that have not previously appeared/been mentioned on Angel, so I can do whatever I like with them. Therefore any unauthorised usage of these characters is not permitted.
ACT I
Open on an alleyway at night. A man suddenly runs around the corner. As he runs he looks behind him with a terrified look on his face. The camera follows him running down the alley. He soon reaches a dead end. He looks around, desperate for a way out. He sees a ladder hanging down from a fire escape several feet above him. He gets a rubbish bin from nearby and climbs on top of it hastily. A growl is heard from nearby. The man looks to his right, his eyes widening. Several shadows are seen moving towards him. He quickly grabs a hold of the ladder and begins climbing. Suddenly it breaks away from the fire escape stairway.
Man: Ah!
He falls back hard on the rubbish bin lid and then rolls aside on to the ground. He shuffles in pain and looks up. His eyes widen.
Man: No?oh god no!
Growling is heard. The man screams as a hairy, clawed hand scratches his chest. The camera moves to the side as the man's screaming continues. His screams soon turn into gasps and eventually only shredding and chomping sounds are heard. The camera moves round to show a pair of feet. It moves up to slowly to show a vampire. Next to him is a woman, who appears to be a zombie. The vampire smiles.
Vampire: Very good. Our work here's done.
The camera moves down to show a werewolf. It looks up at the vampire with blood smeared all over its mouth. The zombie woman walks towards the mangled corpse of the man the werewolf was devouring. The vampire stops her.
Vampire: No, you got the last one.
The zombie looks angrily at the vampire and makes a grunting sound. She turns around and begins to shuffle away down the alley. The werewolf growls and follows. The vampire smiles, looking at the corpse before walking away too.
Opening credits.
Starring:
DAVID BOREANAZ - Angel
JAMES MARSTERS - Spike
AMY ACKER - Winnifred Burkle/Illyria
J. AUGUST RICHARDS - Charles Gunn
ALEXA DAVALOS - Gwen Raiden
VINCENT KARTHEISER - Connor
Guest Starring:
JENNY MOLLEN - Nina
SETH GREEN - Oz
Open on Angel sorting out papers on his desk in his office in The Hyperion. Spike walks in.
Spike: I take it I don't get an office this time either.
Angel: There's only one office Spike.
Spike: Which you just had to take.
Angel: It was always mine before. Except when it was Wesley's. But look I'm the one whose gotta be here. You're only still in this because you refuse to go away.
Spike: Hey, I was a vital asset. Still am.
Angel: Not when you're distracting me, like right now.
Spike: Oh come on, the world's gonna be over before you've sorted that lot out.
Angel: Not if I can help it.
Spike: Yeah, right. Heard any news from Whistler lately?
Angel: No, not since Willow was here.
Spike: Ah. You ever wonder how many get-out-of-jail-free cards we've got?
Angel: What?
Spike: Well Whistler saved us from the demons in the alley, helped us out with that shape shifter and now he's fixed the whole Fred/Illyria situation. You think maybe we should be winning this ourselves, not relying on him the whole time?
Angel: We wouldn't have been able to on our own.
Spike: Isn't that the point? The deal you made I mean.
Angel: So you're saying next time Whistler tries to save our lives I should tell him to go to hell?
Spike: No, and believe me I'm grateful for his help, but soon we might start taking him for granted. And then what happens when he's got another gig? We're screwed that's what.
Angel: That's not gonna happen. Wolfram and Hart have gotta be planning something. They could strike any day. When that happens, we'll be on our own. I just hope that's enough.
Spike: You and me both. If it happens while I'm out ring me.
Angel: Where are you going?
Spike: To get some air. Metaphorical air.
Angel: Mind if I join you?
Spike: Yes, that destroys the object of me getting away from this place.
Angel: Well I have an actual reason for going. I have to patrol.
Spike: Maybe you should just leave it to me; I mean I am the one who was helping the helpless while you were in bed with a demon that was getting you high.
Angel: I wasn't high?I was delusional.
Spike: As usual.
Angel: Look Spike if you're going then just go.
Spike: Gladly.
Spike walks out. Angel hesitates and then gets up looking annoyed.
Cut to Illyria in the back courtyard of The Hyperion. Moonlight is shining over the walls. She is practising swordplay. Gwen walks in.
Gwen: Having fun?
Illyria turns quickly.
Illyria: Fun is not the object of this task.
She goes back to swinging the sword.
Gwen: Yeah I was kinda being sarcastic.
Illyria: If you wish to know, I am practising my skills with this human weapon.
Gwen: Hmm, I can see that. Your infamous power not enough now?
Illyria: My power is a fraction of what it once was. I may have to resort to using such primitive weapons as these.
Gwen: And how's it going for ya?
Illyria: My technique is not yet perfected. Therefore I must continue.
Gwen: Angel and Spike may be pros at using a sword but I don't think their perfect. I don't think any of us are.
Illyria: They are not I.
Gwen: Illyria, sometimes stuff happens you can't predict. You can never be perfect when that happens. You know maybe you're good enough as you are now. You handled that other Illyria ok.
Illyria stops moving the sword. She turns to Gwen.
Illyria: Her power was still greater than that which I possess.
Gwen: She was also evil.
Illyria considers this.
Illyria: Perhaps great power can only be achieved when one acts as ruthlessly as she. As I once did.
Gwen: If that's true how come we always end up on top?
Illyria: The outcome may be different this time.
Illyria looks at her sword.
Illyria: We may need greater power than this.
Gwen: Well maybe there's more too it than power. What about control, I mean without that you might as well not have any power.
Illyria looks at Gwen.
Illyria: My kind regarded control as useless. We walked the land as we pleased, destroying that which was in our way. But I am not that which I was. I must therefore learn the art of control.
Gwen: You look like you're doing a good job so far.
Gwen smiles..
Illyria: You are wise, beyond your years.
Gwen: Really? Wouldn't say that.
Illyria: This is?modesty?
Gwen: Uh, yeah I guess. Not so big where you're from huh?
Illyria: Indeed.
Gwen: Well, modesty aside?thanks.
Illyria bows her head slightly, as if to say "you're welcome".
Cut to Fred putting a model of a nucleus on top of a wardrobe in her room. Gunn is stacking empty boxes in the background.
Fred: There.
Gunn: Looks good.
Fred: Yeah. Pretty much how I remember it.
Gunn: Right. Well that's good.
Fred: Yeah?
Fred looks around at the room, which looks very homely. She looks troubled.
Gunn: Maybe not so good?
Fred: No, it is. It's just?I thought having this stuff would make me feel like I was home again. But it doesn't.
Gunn looks sympathetic.
Gunn: Still not feeling right here huh?
Fred: No. Not exactly. I mean you guys are great and everything, and I can adjust to changes and stuff but?I left everything I ever knew in that world. And to think, that I'll never see any of it again?it makes me feel like I should still be there.
Gunn: Fred-
Fred: I know, I know, I'd be dead if I was. But remember what Willow said; about how all this dimensional travel and stuff was only allowed in extreme circumstances? Well, why am I one of those? I mean what contribution can I really make here?
Gunn: Listen, the other Fred?we wouldn't have been able to do half of what we've done without her. And from what I've seen so far, you're not a whole lot different from her. You can belong here Fred, you just can't force it to happen.
Fred looks troubled but then nods. She and Gunn hug. When they pull away, she shrugs and smiles.
Gunn: Guess we should we should check on the others downstairs. But up here for a while.
Fred: Right. I think I'm gonna stay here just for a little bit. I'll be down soon, ok?
Gunn: Ok then. See you there.
Gunn smiles and walks out. Fred's smile fades as she looks around.
Cut to Gunn at the foot of the stairs in the Hyperion. Illyria and Gwen are standing in the lobby.
Gunn: Hey. What are you guys up to?
Gwen: Oh, well I'd kinda intended to teach Illyria the fine art of hanging out, but we kinda got into one of those philosophical discussions. You know how it goes.
Illyria: You believe I need assistance in socializing with humans?
Gwen: Well, your people skills are kinda lacking to say the least.
Illyria cocks her head slightly.
Illyria: Then I will comply.
Gwen smiles.
Gwen: We'll get on that later. Right now?have you seen Angel or Spike?
Gunn: No, I was gonna ask you the same.
Gwen: It's not like them to just bail on us like this.
Gunn: Think something's up?
Illyria: Judging upon past experiences, I believe we should assume that something is indeed "up".
Gwen: But what if it's nothing?
The front doors of the Hyperion suddenly burst open. At least fifteen werewolves, zombies, vampires and other creatures begin piling in.
Gunn: Oh I think it's something.
Illyria: We must find weapons.
They rush to the weapons cabinet, as the creatures advance.
Cut to Spike and Angel walking through the LA streets. Spike is looking around vaguely, and Angel is staring straightforward.
Spike: You know you really didn't have to come along. I know you worry, but I can handle myself even on these streets.
Angel: Shut up Spike. I'm not here cause of you.
Spike: Oh so you have some other appointment?
Angel: Actually I do.
Spike: Really? You got a date or something?
Angel: No it's Con-
A van suddenly screeches to a halt on the road next to Angel and Spike. They stop and frown.
Spike: Oh here we go.
Angel: Wait. That van, I recognise it.
Spike: What? Well I certainly?hang on. That's not?
The van door opens. A man gets out and walks towards Angel and Spike. It's Oz.
Spike: Oh and it bloody is.
Angel smiles as Oz approaches.
Angel: Oz.
Oz: Angel. And Spike. Guess you guys sorted out your differences in the end?
Spike: No.
Oz: Oh. Well it's good to see you.
Angel: Right. And I mean this in the best possible way, but what are you doing here? It's been five years.
Oz: Yeah. I've been around. More than once actually.
Angel: Around?
Oz: The world. Thought I should see it for myself. It's big. Kinda green, mostly blue. Anyway that got old after a while. So I came here.
Spike: Yes we can see that. Why?
Oz: Actually, to help you guys out.
Spike: Uh thanks but we've got it covered.
Oz: Not as much as you think.
Angel: What do you mean Oz?
Oz: I'll explain, but we could do with somewhere to crash, if that's ok.
Angel: Sure, you can?wait, we?
Oz: Oh, right.
Oz turns around and opens the van door.
Oz: (to person in the van) You don't have to be afraid.
A blonde woman slowly gets out of the car. She looks up at Angel. It's Nina. Angel looks surprised. Spike smiles slightly.
Spike: Well, isn't this a nice surprise!
[I]Angel gives him an annoyed side wards glance, but then looks back at Nina. She doesn't look impressed.[/I
Nina: Angel.

Angel Episode 6.5 115. The Dead of Night
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on Angel. They belong to Fox Studios and Joss Whedon. This work is fictional and is only for my and others entertainment. Therefore no infringement is intended. I do not intend to make a profit from this work. However I own all characters that have not previously appeared/been mentioned on Angel, so I can do whatever I like with them. Therefore any unauthorised usage of these characters is not permitted.
ACT I
Open on an alleyway at night. A man suddenly runs around the corner. As he runs he looks behind him with a terrified look on his face. The camera follows him running down the alley. He soon reaches a dead end. He looks around, desperate for a way out. He sees a ladder hanging down from a fire escape several feet above him. He gets a rubbish bin from nearby and climbs on top of it hastily. A growl is heard from nearby. The man looks to his right, his eyes widening. Several shadows are seen moving towards him. He quickly grabs a hold of the ladder and begins climbing. Suddenly it breaks away from the fire escape stairway.
Man: Ah!
He falls back hard on the rubbish bin lid and then rolls aside on to the ground. He shuffles in pain and looks up. His eyes widen.
Man: No?oh god no!
Growling is heard. The man screams as a hairy, clawed hand scratches his chest. The camera moves to the side as the man's screaming continues. His screams soon turn into gasps and eventually only shredding and chomping sounds are heard. The camera moves round to show a pair of feet. It moves up to slowly to show a vampire. Next to him is a woman, who appears to be a zombie. The vampire smiles.
Vampire: Very good. Our work here's done.
The camera moves down to show a werewolf. It looks up at the vampire with blood smeared all over its mouth. The zombie woman walks towards the mangled corpse of the man the werewolf was devouring. The vampire stops her.
Vampire: No, you got the last one.
The zombie looks angrily at the vampire and makes a grunting sound. She turns around and begins to shuffle away down the alley. The werewolf growls and follows. The vampire smiles, looking at the corpse before walking away too.
Opening credits.
Starring:
DAVID BOREANAZ - Angel
JAMES MARSTERS - Spike
AMY ACKER - Winnifred Burkle/Illyria
J. AUGUST RICHARDS - Charles Gunn
ALEXA DAVALOS - Gwen Raiden
VINCENT KARTHEISER - Connor
Guest Starring:
JENNY MOLLEN - Nina
SETH GREEN - Oz
Open on Angel sorting out papers on his desk in his office in The Hyperion. Spike walks in.
Spike: I take it I don't get an office this time either.
Angel: There's only one office Spike.
Spike: Which you just had to take.
Angel: It was always mine before. Except when it was Wesley's. But look I'm the one whose gotta be here. You're only still in this because you refuse to go away.
Spike: Hey, I was a vital asset. Still am.
Angel: Not when you're distracting me, like right now.
Spike: Oh come on, the world's gonna be over before you've sorted that lot out.
Angel: Not if I can help it.
Spike: Yeah, right. Heard any news from Whistler lately?
Angel: No, not since Willow was here.
Spike: Ah. You ever wonder how many get-out-of-jail-free cards we've got?
Angel: What?
Spike: Well Whistler saved us from the demons in the alley, helped us out with that shape shifter and now he's fixed the whole Fred/Illyria situation. You think maybe we should be winning this ourselves, not relying on him the whole time?
Angel: We wouldn't have been able to on our own.
Spike: Isn't that the point? The deal you made I mean.
Angel: So you're saying next time Whistler tries to save our lives I should tell him to go to hell?
Spike: No, and believe me I'm grateful for his help, but soon we might start taking him for granted. And then what happens when he's got another gig? We're screwed that's what.
Angel: That's not gonna happen. Wolfram and Hart have gotta be planning something. They could strike any day. When that happens, we'll be on our own. I just hope that's enough.
Spike: You and me both. If it happens while I'm out ring me.
Angel: Where are you going?
Spike: To get some air. Metaphorical air.
Angel: Mind if I join you?
Spike: Yes, that destroys the object of me getting away from this place.
Angel: Well I have an actual reason for going. I have to patrol.
Spike: Maybe you should just leave it to me; I mean I am the one who was helping the helpless while you were in bed with a demon that was getting you high.
Angel: I wasn't high?I was delusional.
Spike: As usual.
Angel: Look Spike if you're going then just go.
Spike: Gladly.
Spike walks out. Angel hesitates and then gets up looking annoyed.
Cut to Illyria in the back courtyard of The Hyperion. Moonlight is shining over the walls. She is practising swordplay. Gwen walks in.
Gwen: Having fun?
Illyria turns quickly.
Illyria: Fun is not the object of this task.
She goes back to swinging the sword.
Gwen: Yeah I was kinda being sarcastic.
Illyria: If you wish to know, I am practising my skills with this human weapon.
Gwen: Hmm, I can see that. Your infamous power not enough now?
Illyria: My power is a fraction of what it once was. I may have to resort to using such primitive weapons as these.
Gwen: And how's it going for ya?
Illyria: My technique is not yet perfected. Therefore I must continue.
Gwen: Angel and Spike may be pros at using a sword but I don't think their perfect. I don't think any of us are.
Illyria: They are not I.
Gwen: Illyria, sometimes stuff happens you can't predict. You can never be perfect when that happens. You know maybe you're good enough as you are now. You handled that other Illyria ok.
Illyria stops moving the sword. She turns to Gwen.
Illyria: Her power was still greater than that which I possess.
Gwen: She was also evil.
Illyria considers this.
Illyria: Perhaps great power can only be achieved when one acts as ruthlessly as she. As I once did.
Gwen: If that's true how come we always end up on top?
Illyria: The outcome may be different this time.
Illyria looks at her sword.
Illyria: We may need greater power than this.
Gwen: Well maybe there's more too it than power. What about control, I mean without that you might as well not have any power.
Illyria looks at Gwen.
Illyria: My kind regarded control as useless. We walked the land as we pleased, destroying that which was in our way. But I am not that which I was. I must therefore learn the art of control.
Gwen: You look like you're doing a good job so far.
Gwen smiles..
Illyria: You are wise, beyond your years.
Gwen: Really? Wouldn't say that.
Illyria: This is?modesty?
Gwen: Uh, yeah I guess. Not so big where you're from huh?
Illyria: Indeed.
Gwen: Well, modesty aside?thanks.
Illyria bows her head slightly, as if to say "you're welcome".
Cut to Fred putting a model of a nucleus on top of a wardrobe in her room. Gunn is stacking empty boxes in the background.
Fred: There.
Gunn: Looks good.
Fred: Yeah. Pretty much how I remember it.
Gunn: Right. Well that's good.
Fred: Yeah?
Fred looks around at the room, which looks very homely. She looks troubled.
Gunn: Maybe not so good?
Fred: No, it is. It's just?I thought having this stuff would make me feel like I was home again. But it doesn't.
Gunn looks sympathetic.
Gunn: Still not feeling right here huh?
Fred: No. Not exactly. I mean you guys are great and everything, and I can adjust to changes and stuff but?I left everything I ever knew in that world. And to think, that I'll never see any of it again?it makes me feel like I should still be there.
Gunn: Fred-
Fred: I know, I know, I'd be dead if I was. But remember what Willow said; about how all this dimensional travel and stuff was only allowed in extreme circumstances? Well, why am I one of those? I mean what contribution can I really make here?
Gunn: Listen, the other Fred?we wouldn't have been able to do half of what we've done without her. And from what I've seen so far, you're not a whole lot different from her. You can belong here Fred, you just can't force it to happen.
Fred looks troubled but then nods. She and Gunn hug. When they pull away, she shrugs and smiles.
Gunn: Guess we should we should check on the others downstairs. But up here for a while.
Fred: Right. I think I'm gonna stay here just for a little bit. I'll be down soon, ok?
Gunn: Ok then. See you there.
Gunn smiles and walks out. Fred's smile fades as she looks around.
Cut to Gunn at the foot of the stairs in the Hyperion. Illyria and Gwen are standing in the lobby.
Gunn: Hey. What are you guys up to?
Gwen: Oh, well I'd kinda intended to teach Illyria the fine art of hanging out, but we kinda got into one of those philosophical discussions. You know how it goes.
Illyria: You believe I need assistance in socializing with humans?
Gwen: Well, your people skills are kinda lacking to say the least.
Illyria cocks her head slightly.
Illyria: Then I will comply.
Gwen smiles.
Gwen: We'll get on that later. Right now?have you seen Angel or Spike?
Gunn: No, I was gonna ask you the same.
Gwen: It's not like them to just bail on us like this.
Gunn: Think something's up?
Illyria: Judging upon past experiences, I believe we should assume that something is indeed "up".
Gwen: But what if it's nothing?
The front doors of the Hyperion suddenly burst open. At least fifteen werewolves, zombies, vampires and other creatures begin piling in.
Gunn: Oh I think it's something.
Illyria: We must find weapons.
They rush to the weapons cabinet, as the creatures advance.
Cut to Spike and Angel walking through the LA streets. Spike is looking around vaguely, and Angel is staring straightforward.
Spike: You know you really didn't have to come along. I know you worry, but I can handle myself even on these streets.
Angel: Shut up Spike. I'm not here cause of you.
Spike: Oh so you have some other appointment?
Angel: Actually I do.
Spike: Really? You got a date or something?
Angel: No it's Con-
A van suddenly screeches to a halt on the road next to Angel and Spike. They stop and frown.
Spike: Oh here we go.
Angel: Wait. That van, I recognise it.
Spike: What? Well I certainly?hang on. That's not?
The van door opens. A man gets out and walks towards Angel and Spike. It's Oz.
Spike: Oh and it bloody is.
Angel smiles as Oz approaches.
Angel: Oz.
Oz: Angel. And Spike. Guess you guys sorted out your differences in the end?
Spike: No.
Oz: Oh. Well it's good to see you.
Angel: Right. And I mean this in the best possible way, but what are you doing here? It's been five years.
Oz: Yeah. I've been around. More than once actually.
Angel: Around?
Oz: The world. Thought I should see it for myself. It's big. Kinda green, mostly blue. Anyway that got old after a while. So I came here.
Spike: Yes we can see that. Why?
Oz: Actually, to help you guys out.
Spike: Uh thanks but we've got it covered.
Oz: Not as much as you think.
Angel: What do you mean Oz?
Oz: I'll explain, but we could do with somewhere to crash, if that's ok.
Angel: Sure, you can?wait, we?
Oz: Oh, right.
Oz turns around and opens the van door.
Oz: (to person in the van) You don't have to be afraid.
A blonde woman slowly gets out of the car. She looks up at Angel. It's Nina. Angel looks surprised. Spike smiles slightly.
Spike: Well, isn't this a nice surprise!
[I]Angel gives him an annoyed side wards glance, but then looks back at Nina. She doesn't look impressed.[/I
Nina: Angel.
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