Title: Day That I Died
Author: Tara
Disclaimer: I own nothing but some pen and paper to right this story. Good Charlotte wrote the lyrics I am using, and Joss Whedon worked out this whole universe that I am just borrowing.
Feedback: Please tell me if that ink and paper was a waste
Distribution: Take it. just ask
Rating: PG
Pairing: none really. Mentions Anya/Xander and Buffy/Spike
Spoilers: Chosen
Summary: Spoiler I'm not sure if I have to mark a spoiler for the summary, but I am because I have no desire to be yelled at. : Anya and Spike's thoughts as they are dying in chosen. The times are all wrong, but you'll get the overall idea.
Buffy said she loved me! Sure, she didn't really mean it, but she said it! I could die a happy man now. Well, I guess I will die, and I'm not a man. It did take my sacrifice to the world to make Buffy say she loved me, but, hey, she said she loves me!
I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I died.
I'll get those things! Just keep thinking of bunnies. DIE BUNNIES! Woah, I just killed three upper-vamps. Woah! That's what they get. I bet the first made bunnies, just to pass out little packets of evil. Uh-oh, Andrew's in trouble. I'll save you! Ha, you're de... Ow!
Can you feel the cold tonight?
You know, all this light is really giving me a headache. Well, not to mention the burning! I know, I'll laugh. Ha ha ha! Ok, not working. I think about senseless things. Teeth. Basket. Weaving. Purple. Hey, that used to be my favorite col... bloody hell.
It sets in but it's alright.
Ow, being stabbed when you are human is a lot more painful then being stabbed when you are a demon. Maybe the hurt really comes from the fact that I know I am going to die. I think Andrew survived though. I can't believe I would die sacrificing myself for a man. Me! The patron saint of scorned women. At least Xander will know I was a good person. Ow, being stabbed hurts.
Darkness falls I'm letting go.
I really wish this burning would stop. It really hurts. Woah! I'm sacrificing myself for the world. Bloody Hell! I'm becoming the Poof! All happy that the world is going to be sge, and fine with the fact that I am going to die. Maybe Buffy really does love me if I am this much like him. Oh God, I'm going to die thinking I'm like Peaches! I really need to think about something besides Angel and this bloody burning! Buffy said she loved me!
All alone, but I feel just fine.
