USER: It had been a particularly hair-raising day; they had followed Cordelia's visions into the depths of the sewers which ran underneath the city of Los Angeles. And it was only her and Wesley. Angel and Cordelia had taken on a walk-in client. She was back up to Wesley as Cordelia was back up to Angel, though Fred suspected they had split up the way they had because Angel had a thing for Cordelia. They had fought against a few demonoid creatures, a species which neither her nor Wesley had any information on. A rare occurrence in and of itself. Although they had not surmised the weaknesses of the creature, bullets and swords and holy water did nothing, even fire did nothing. And before you say anything about the absurdity of throwing a weapon meant for vampires at the creature, it was the only thing she'd had left. When Fred found herself cornered by one of the demons with Wesley fighting off two more she had gotten desperate so she'd chucked a whole bottle of the stuff onto the creature, and then the bottle at it for good measure, it was still coming towards her. "Wesley," Fred screeched, the sound reverberating throughout the sewers. The demon reared back its arm as if to strike her down and as it did so its mouth opened emanating the most god awful stench, spittle flew over her and the floor and walls and all, and it stunk to the high heavens. Now she knew why Cordelia had sent her here instead of assigning herself and Angel to the task. Fred could say with absolute certainty t...

USER: It had been a particularly hair-raising day; they had followed Cordelia's visions into the depths of the sewers which ran underneath the city of Los Angeles. And it was only her and Wesley. Angel and Cordelia had taken on a walk-in client. She was back up to Wesley as Cordelia was back up to Angel, though Fred suspected they had split up the way they had because Angel had a thing for Cordelia. They had fought against a few demonoid creatures, a species which neither her nor Wesley had any information on. A rare occurrence in and of itself. Although they had not surmised the weaknesses of the creature, bullets and swords and holy water did nothing, even fire did nothing. And before you say anything about the absurdity of throwing a weapon meant for vampires at the creature, it was the only thing she'd had left. When Fred found herself cornered by one of the demons with Wesley fighting off two more she had gotten desperate so she'd chucked a whole bottle of the stuff onto the creature, and then the bottle at it for good measure, it was still coming towards her. "Wesley," Fred screeched, the sound reverberating throughout the sewers. The demon reared back its arm as if to strike her down and as it did so its mouth opened emanating the most god awful stench, spittle flew over her and the floor and walls and all, and it stunk to the high heavens. Now she knew why Cordelia had sent her here instead of assigning herself and Angel to the task. Fred could say with absolute certainty t...

USER: It had been a particularly hair-raising day; they had followed Cordelia's visions into the depths of the sewers which ran underneath the city of Los Angeles. And it was only her and Wesley. Angel and Cordelia had taken on a walk-in client. She was back up to Wesley as Cordelia was back up to Angel, though Fred suspected they had split up the way they had because Angel had a thing for Cordelia. They had fought against a few demonoid creatures, a species which neither her nor Wesley had any information on. A rare occurrence in and of itself. Although they had not surmised the weaknesses of the creature, bullets and swords and holy water did nothing, even fire did nothing. And before you say anything about the absurdity of throwing a weapon meant for vampires at the creature, it was the only thing she'd had left. When Fred found herself cornered by one of the demons with Wesley fighting off two more she had gotten desperate so she'd chucked a whole bottle of the stuff onto the creature, and then the bottle at it for good measure, it was still coming towards her. "Wesley," Fred screeched, the sound reverberating throughout the sewers. The demon reared back its arm as if to strike her down and as it did so its mouth opened emanating the most god awful stench, spittle flew over her and the floor and walls and all, and it stunk to the high heavens. Now she knew why Cordelia had sent her here instead of assigning herself and Angel to the task. Fred could say with absolute certainty t...