Sascha's worse day

Sascha had a very similar conversation with her alternate self. The vampire explained how she had helped release Lilith, and how in Sascha’s total despair, Lilith had become everything to her. She willingly…even gratefully let Lilith turn her into one of her children, and embraced the newfound purpose she had. Sascha knew very well Laz and Opal planned on betraying Lilith, and came along to ensure they didn’t succeed.

In the end, the vampire advised Sascha leave town quickly before she was hurt or killed. She still had use, and Lilith wasn’t in the world yet. Sascha headed out, stopping by Hawk’s cage as she left. She confronted Hawk with what she knew and who she was (she still looked like a demon at this point), and he admitted he was here to fight and kill Evil Sascha. He said he worked with Oscar and a few others fighting Lilith and the three of them that had gone bad. He also mentioned the “championship fight” between him and Evil Sascha was later that night.

Sascha had told the watcher’s council to screw off, had no desire to involve her friends with their evil selves, and Bastion had just seen her all dressed up like a Japanese floozy having dinner with Anzo. Anzo was all she had right then. So she went “home” and told him what she trusted him with (why if he was her only hope was she still refusing to trust him?). Anzo made his wetworks team available to her. Her old teammates would be ready within the hour.

1.5 hours later we assaulted the tomb, where Evil Sascha had told us they were. Cam’s “rescue” was…brief. Laz had a shield around him that deflected all the bullets we could throw at him, and all magical attacks as well. Opal gestured and all of them stopped moving at once. She came over very close to Sascha and told her the only reason she wasn’t dying tonight is that she still had a purpose to serve. The rest of them….weren’t that lucky. It was time to teach Sascha a lesson.

Sascha’s body moved of its own accord. She was telekinetically forced to walk forward to her first team member, raise her axe and, looking into their eyes the entire time, bury the axe in their chest. Opal forced Sascha to kill every one of her team as they stood their helpless to do anything about it. The Slayer, who hated showing too much emotion, was crying hysterically by the time her work was done. Opal then released her and told her to leave. She said they’d come for her when they would need her…and there was nothing she could do about it. And if she interfered again, people she cared about would die slowly and painfully. There was nothing Sascha could do. She numbly staggered out of the tomb and found the only person she knew she could count on….Bastion.

Thanks to Laz, she knew he was watching a marathon of old westerns at the movie theater. She slipped in, found his large shape in the dark (it didn’t hurt that he was the only one there), and sat down. Understandably, he wasn’t willing ot talk to her, and got up and left the theater, with her running after him begging him to stop and listen to her. He told her she’d made her choices.

Then they both stopped moving.

Evil Opal came out from behind the corner of the theater, admonishing Sascha for continuing to plot against them. And now Bastion would pay the price. Sascha lost it. She struggled frantically against the telekinetic bonds, and then broke down into begging Opal to stop. Opal looked at Sascha and laughed commenting that if she had such feelings for him, she really shouldn’t have involved him. Sascha had to be taught not to interfere. As the slayer stood there helpless and crying, Bastion’s head whipped around…and stopped.

His eyes, looking at Opal, were glowing a hot white, and he turned toward her slowly and began to walk forward, pushing against her bonds. Opal looked flabbergasted, and concentrated even more, which slowed Bastion, but it didn’t stop him. Opal’s nose began to bleed as he picked up speed, and his fist came back and snapped out at her, with a bright flash of light that blinded Sascha for a moment, Opal flew back a good 15 feet and landed on her back, unconscious.

As the bonds holding her fell, so did Sascha. Bastion came over and helped her up. She wiped at her face and looked at him in amazement, then threw her arms around him.

“…How?”

He still looked pissed, but for the first time, not at Sascha. His expression even softened somewhat as he helped hold her up. “I still have some of His gifts.”

Eventually she let go and went to dispose of Opal’s unconscious form while Bastion, who was still somewhat hurt, headed into the nearby library to rest a bit and hide. When Sascha came back, to her horror, she saw Bastion having a polite little conversation with a small readheaded vampire who looked just like Sascha.

Apparently Evil Sascha had agreed to help them…and she had a plan.