DISCLAIMER: BUFFY OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN BTVS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.
DON'T SUE.
A/N: THIS STORY IS INSPIRED BY THE SPOILERS THAT I READ FOR THE FINALE. IT WILL BE A BUFFY-ANGEL CROSSOVER. I MADE SOME CHANGES IN THE STORY AFTER WATCHING THE FINALE.
THE ORIGINAL PAIRS WILL BE BUFFY/SPIKE, ANGEL/CORDELIA, AND A FEW SURPRISES. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. PLEASE REVIEW.
ENJOY.
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Buffy stood in front of the newly made graves, the slayer's scythe gripped around her fingers while propped on the ground.
Dawn's arm went around her waist, a small sob escaping her sister's lips. Immediately, Buffy's free hand went to Dawn's shoulders pulling her closer.
Xander went and stood on the girls' right, just in front of the grave of the woman he loved and lost-repeatedly.
He cast a broken look at Buffy before turning away to read the inscription on Anya's tombstone.
Anya. Forever In Our Hearts. Died June 2003.
Dawn caught his hand and held it.
Xander drew a heavy breath, letting his tears fall.
Buffy continued to look at the graves in front of her, her chest rising and falling from trying to suppress her sobs.
She felt a small squeeze on her shoulder and she looked up and saw Faith who tried to say something but failed. The other slayer only sighed and leaned forward in front of the graves and placed flowers on them.
Buffy whimpered as she scanned the tombstone beside Anya's.
It read: Spike. Great Soldier. Honored Friend. Died June 2003.
Around Spike and Anya's graves were the potentials that they lost.
On the farthest end of the grieving line were Willow and Giles. Behind them were the last of the potentials.
"It's over." Faith whispered after a long moment of painful silence. Everyone lifted their heads to look at her.
Buffy nodded; a determined look on her face as she pulled away from Dawn who was still sobbing.
The apocalypse was stopped and in the end they won. Now they came to bury their dead.
"I need to ask you something." She said as she turned to the rogue slayer.
Faith nodded; a curious look on her face.
Buffy went on. "I know that we've had our differences, that we've tried to kill each more than we'd like to admit but the truth is, we would never have made it this far had you not helped us. Helped me."
"B, what are you getting at here?" Faith asked suspiciously.
"Faith let me finish." Buffy whispered. Faith nodded. "When you said that we could never get along because we weren't meant to exist together, I guess you were right. Now I need to go on. To another life. So here."
She handed the scythe to Faith while the remaining potentials gasped with awe and began to murmur.
"Buffy-"
"I know that this is asking a lot of you so if you don't want this then say so before I hand this over." She said still gripping the scythe.
Faith smiled as her eyes grew misty. "I'd be honored." She said as she received the scythe from the blonde slayer.
"Thank you." Buffy whispered, feeling as if the weight of the world was finally off her shoulders.
"You don't have to give up being a slayer, B. We can try to work together." Faith stated as she looked at the scythe in her hand.
"I know but I want to. I need it. And I deserve it. Dawn too." She replied as she took a quick glance at her sister.
"It's an honor." Faith smiled.
Buffy nodded feeling a great sense of gratitude and admiration for the other slayer. It was true. The rogue had earned her place.
She turned to face Giles who was watching with awe and shock.
"I know that it's my duty and I'm supposed to continue until I die. But the world's safe again and Faith can take care of the hellmouth while I'm gone." She said to her watcher.
"You're leaving?" Dawn asked fearfully.
"No, Dawnie. We're leaving." Buffy corrected. "I know that this must be a shock to all of you." She then turned to the rest of the group. "But I've seen you fight and I've seen you try the best you can. Faith's the leader now, so follow her."
Buffy smiled at them, sad to leave them but at the same time grateful. "I'm grateful for everything you've done, for your courage and patience and for risking your life and your future. Please don't think that I'm abandoning you. Although I won't be part of this anymore, I will come if you need help. You can always turn to me."
The potentials nodded as they murmured in response to Buffy's speech.
"We owe you." One of the potentials stepped up.
"We're even." Buffy replied before taking Dawn's hand and leading her back into the yellow bus that waited by the side of the road.
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They traveled to L.A. after that, using the bus as a home and transportation. Giles drove for a few hours, and then Buffy and Faith took their turns. Everyone else slept most of the way, others staring out the small bus window in silence.
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~Los Angeles~
"I'll miss you." Willow sniffled as she hugged her best friend tightly.
"Take care of yourself, Will." Buffy whispered as they said their good byes in front of the car that was parked in front of the Hyperion. They had to Los Angeles, to seek out Angel who Buffy knew could help them most.
And of course he did.
Buffy and Dawn were done packing and now they said their good byes.
"Take care of each other." Willow said as she turned to give Dawn a hug.
Dawn nodded silently.
Giles took his turn to say goodbye, removing his glasses and clearing his throat. "Buffy-" He began but Buffy cut him off by suddenly embracing him.
"Promise me we won't lose touch, Giles." She sniffled as she tightly hugged the man who had been like a father to her for so long.
"I promise. I'll check up on you all the time." He said and Buffy pulled away from him. Dawn followed suit and hugged him.
"I'll really, really miss you, Giles." She said in her little girl voice.
"I'll miss you too, Dawn." He said as he hugged her.
Xander followed; a small regretful smile on his face. "It won't be the same without you and Dawn, Buff." He said, shuffling his feet a little.
"We'll make do. It's the best we can do to move on." Buffy replied bravely.
Xander nodded. "I'm sorry about Spike. He was a good man."
"I know." She whispered, her voice tightening a little. She didn't want to cry. "We'll miss Anya too. She was brave."
"Yeah." Xander sniffled.
Buffy stepped back put her arm around Dawn and thanked them again. They nodded, saying their good byes, looking as if they had lost another one of their members again.
"We'll see you soon, ok, B?" It wasn't a question but more a requested promise from Buffy.
"Soon." Buffy replied.
"Cleveland is probably infested with demons when the gang and I get there. We might need your help one of these days." Faith declared with a soft chuckle.
"I'll be there if you really need my help." Buffy said softly as she walked around the car that Angel had given her and got into the driver's seat. "But I don't think you will."
Dawn waved frantically from her window, tears streaming down her cheeks as they slowly drove away.
"Thanks, B." Faith whispered.
Cleveland, here I come, Faith thought as she walked back into the Hyperion.
The slayer had passed on the torch. Or scythe to be exact.
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Angel stood in front of his enormous window, overlooking Los Angeles. The door pushed open and Lilah walked in, a folder in one hand.
"Hey boss." She said in cheerfully. "How was your little trip to Sunnydale?"
Angel snorted, without as much as casting a glance at her direction. "You already know Lilah." He said.
"Congratulations on a job well done. Sunnydale is now a safe zone. Well, actually a big giant hole." She replied.
"I didn't do anything great."
"How are Buffy and the gang?" Lilah continued.
"Buffy and Dawn are in Florida. Giles went home and everyone else is in Cleveland to guard the other hell mouth." Angel replied grimly.
"The job is never done." Lilah muttered with a shrug as she walked up to him. "I thought you'd like to know of a recent activity here in L.A." She handed him the folder.
Angel flipped it opened and frowned. "When was this?" He asked.
"Just got in, boss. He's in the waiting area." She said.
Angel raised an eyebrow. "You let him in?"
"A friend of yours is a friend of Wolfram and Hart." She quipped before walking out of the office.
Angel sighed, shaking his head at the revelation. Lilah returned a few seconds later with Spike.
Spike looked disoriented as he cast Lilah a disapproving look. "Gone big time?" He asked.
"You're alive." Angel stated as he walked towards Spike. The last thing he heard about Spike was at when he sacrificed himself for the world and after that there was nothing else.
"Yeah, well, just lucky I guess." Spike replied off handedly.
"Does Buffy know that you're alive?"
Spike shook his head.
"You're different." Angel stated, narrowing his eyes at the other man.
Spike shook his head, chuckling a little. "I didn't burst into flames like a soddin' barbecue when I went outside in the daylight. I was wondering if you knew anything about that." He said.
Angel gasped as he stared into Spike's eyes and soul. "You're human."
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Buffy gripped the steering wheel tightly to the point where her knuckles turned white. "Stop it!" She hissed.
Dawn, who was in the passenger's seat glared at her. "I want to go home." She said stubbornly, sounding like a four year old child having a temper tantrum.
Buffy shook her head. "I am not going through this again."
"I want to go home Buffy. I don't like it here. People are horrible. Everything is so damned NORMAL!" Dawn shrieked angrily.
"That's exactly what we need, Dawn. Normal. Don't make this hard. Give it time. We'll get used to it." Buffy sighed, trying to be patient.
Dawn groaned, suddenly pounding her fist on the dashboard.
"God dammit Buffy! It's been six months. We are still miserable!"
Buffy glared at her sister. They were having one of their fights again. Ever since they moved, all they've done was fight.
"I don't care if it takes you six months or six years to readjust, Dawn! We are not going back to Sunnydale! It's a hole in the ground now anyway. There is no Sunnydale." She retorted.
"You know what I mean Buffy. It's the people that I want to go home to. When you said we were moving, you didn't have to move us all the way to Florida. This is where people from up north go for vacation!" Dawn said angrily.
"We're not leaving. There's nothing you can do about it." Buffy said firmly as they pulled up their driveway.
Dawn groaned again as she got out of the car and slammed the door after her.
Buffy bit her lip, refusing to stoop to her sister's immaturity. She was going to let Dawn cool off.
Dawn walked into the house, slamming the door, almost hitting her sister. If it wasn't for Buffy's slayer senses, she would definitely been hit already.
"This is shit!" Dawn yelled as she ran to her bedroom upstairs.
"Watch you language!" Buffy calmly called after her.
"I don't give a crap, Buffy. This is stupid. Your idea was stupid! You're stupid for dragging me all the way to the other end of the country when you knew that those people were my family!" Dawn continued to yell.
Fed up and exhausted, Buffy threw her keys on the table and followed her sister. She shoved Dawn's door open and stood in the middle of her sister's room.
"Do not call me names. I am trying the best I can to help you. To give you a normal life. Something that I could never have. You can have a future here, in Florida." Buffy said, trying to keep herself from yelling at the girl who was testing her patience.
"Just because you want this does not mean that I do too. I was perfectly happy with the way we were." Dawn retorted.
"You were happy that we never had one peaceful night, that we were being constantly hunted down? That our home is now a crate?"
"Yes, Buffy. As much as you don't like to believe it, I was happy. That was home. I had my family there." Dawn retorted.
"I'm sorry for taking you from them but I am trying the best I can here, Dawn. I really am." Buffy said grimly.
"Well, it's not enough." Dawn said icily.
Buffy looked at her, slightly hurt by her sister's bluntness and shook her head. "No, I guess not. It never is." She whispered. "But we're staying. There's nothing you can do about it."
This was not the happily ever after that Buffy expected. But she knew that they'd have to live with it.
Dawn shifted her position, crossing her arms in front of her. "Well see about that." She declared, daring her sister.
"Okay, you know what? That's it. You're grounded." Buffy finally said before shutting the door behind her.
Once Buffy was out of the room, Dawn picked up the nearest thing and threw it at the door. Clenching and unclenching her fists, she paced the room, occasionally groaning and muttering something about Buffy.
She finally came to a stop. "I'll show her." She whispered darkly. Moving quickly, she took out the box of herbs and potions. She smiled.
She sat in the middle of the small circle, her legs crossed Indian style. Dawn continued to chant while she cut and mixed the herbs and other ingredients into the clear vase which she used to replace a bowl.
Desperate times called for desperate measures.
"A little teleportation spell and I'm home." She whispered to herself. She continued to chant the words from the book that she had secretly taken from Giles' store. She knew that it would come in handy someday.
Suddenly the knife she was holding slipped and she cut her palm. Dawn cursed, moving to wipe the blood from the floor but suddenly the blood whirled, forming into a growing portal.
That was not part of the ritual.
Wind entered the room, sucking her into the hole. Inside it, all she could see was darkness. Dawn screamed as she held on to her bed post while the portal continued to pull her in.
"Buffy!" She screamed. "Buffy! Help me!"
Downstairs, Buffy heard her screams and ran to her room as fast as possible. But when she opened the door, all she found were the remains of what appeared to be a ritual gone awry.
Dawn's sheets were thrown all over. There were broken pieces of glass on the floor and worst of all, there was a small splatter of blood.
"Oh, God." She gasped.
~*~
A/N: I KNOW THAT I PREVIOUSLY WROTE THAT SUNNYDALE STILL EXISTED BUT I MADE SOME CHANGES SO THAT IT GOES WITH THE FINALE. WELL NOW, SUNNYDALE IS GONE. BUFFY MOVED AND SO DID EVERYONE ELSE.
IT'S PRETTY MUCH THAT EVERYONE WENT THEIR OWN WAYS.
I HOPE IT WASN'T TOO CONFUSING SINCE I MADE SO MANY REVISIONS OF THIS CHAPTER.
TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
THANKS FOR READING.
A/N: THIS STORY IS INSPIRED BY THE SPOILERS THAT I READ FOR THE FINALE. IT WILL BE A BUFFY-ANGEL CROSSOVER. I MADE SOME CHANGES IN THE STORY AFTER WATCHING THE FINALE.
THE ORIGINAL PAIRS WILL BE BUFFY/SPIKE, ANGEL/CORDELIA, AND A FEW SURPRISES. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. PLEASE REVIEW.
ENJOY.
~*~
Buffy stood in front of the newly made graves, the slayer's scythe gripped around her fingers while propped on the ground.
Dawn's arm went around her waist, a small sob escaping her sister's lips. Immediately, Buffy's free hand went to Dawn's shoulders pulling her closer.
Xander went and stood on the girls' right, just in front of the grave of the woman he loved and lost-repeatedly.
He cast a broken look at Buffy before turning away to read the inscription on Anya's tombstone.
Anya. Forever In Our Hearts. Died June 2003.
Dawn caught his hand and held it.
Xander drew a heavy breath, letting his tears fall.
Buffy continued to look at the graves in front of her, her chest rising and falling from trying to suppress her sobs.
She felt a small squeeze on her shoulder and she looked up and saw Faith who tried to say something but failed. The other slayer only sighed and leaned forward in front of the graves and placed flowers on them.
Buffy whimpered as she scanned the tombstone beside Anya's.
It read: Spike. Great Soldier. Honored Friend. Died June 2003.
Around Spike and Anya's graves were the potentials that they lost.
On the farthest end of the grieving line were Willow and Giles. Behind them were the last of the potentials.
"It's over." Faith whispered after a long moment of painful silence. Everyone lifted their heads to look at her.
Buffy nodded; a determined look on her face as she pulled away from Dawn who was still sobbing.
The apocalypse was stopped and in the end they won. Now they came to bury their dead.
"I need to ask you something." She said as she turned to the rogue slayer.
Faith nodded; a curious look on her face.
Buffy went on. "I know that we've had our differences, that we've tried to kill each more than we'd like to admit but the truth is, we would never have made it this far had you not helped us. Helped me."
"B, what are you getting at here?" Faith asked suspiciously.
"Faith let me finish." Buffy whispered. Faith nodded. "When you said that we could never get along because we weren't meant to exist together, I guess you were right. Now I need to go on. To another life. So here."
She handed the scythe to Faith while the remaining potentials gasped with awe and began to murmur.
"Buffy-"
"I know that this is asking a lot of you so if you don't want this then say so before I hand this over." She said still gripping the scythe.
Faith smiled as her eyes grew misty. "I'd be honored." She said as she received the scythe from the blonde slayer.
"Thank you." Buffy whispered, feeling as if the weight of the world was finally off her shoulders.
"You don't have to give up being a slayer, B. We can try to work together." Faith stated as she looked at the scythe in her hand.
"I know but I want to. I need it. And I deserve it. Dawn too." She replied as she took a quick glance at her sister.
"It's an honor." Faith smiled.
Buffy nodded feeling a great sense of gratitude and admiration for the other slayer. It was true. The rogue had earned her place.
She turned to face Giles who was watching with awe and shock.
"I know that it's my duty and I'm supposed to continue until I die. But the world's safe again and Faith can take care of the hellmouth while I'm gone." She said to her watcher.
"You're leaving?" Dawn asked fearfully.
"No, Dawnie. We're leaving." Buffy corrected. "I know that this must be a shock to all of you." She then turned to the rest of the group. "But I've seen you fight and I've seen you try the best you can. Faith's the leader now, so follow her."
Buffy smiled at them, sad to leave them but at the same time grateful. "I'm grateful for everything you've done, for your courage and patience and for risking your life and your future. Please don't think that I'm abandoning you. Although I won't be part of this anymore, I will come if you need help. You can always turn to me."
The potentials nodded as they murmured in response to Buffy's speech.
"We owe you." One of the potentials stepped up.
"We're even." Buffy replied before taking Dawn's hand and leading her back into the yellow bus that waited by the side of the road.
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They traveled to L.A. after that, using the bus as a home and transportation. Giles drove for a few hours, and then Buffy and Faith took their turns. Everyone else slept most of the way, others staring out the small bus window in silence.
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~Los Angeles~
"I'll miss you." Willow sniffled as she hugged her best friend tightly.
"Take care of yourself, Will." Buffy whispered as they said their good byes in front of the car that was parked in front of the Hyperion. They had to Los Angeles, to seek out Angel who Buffy knew could help them most.
And of course he did.
Buffy and Dawn were done packing and now they said their good byes.
"Take care of each other." Willow said as she turned to give Dawn a hug.
Dawn nodded silently.
Giles took his turn to say goodbye, removing his glasses and clearing his throat. "Buffy-" He began but Buffy cut him off by suddenly embracing him.
"Promise me we won't lose touch, Giles." She sniffled as she tightly hugged the man who had been like a father to her for so long.
"I promise. I'll check up on you all the time." He said and Buffy pulled away from him. Dawn followed suit and hugged him.
"I'll really, really miss you, Giles." She said in her little girl voice.
"I'll miss you too, Dawn." He said as he hugged her.
Xander followed; a small regretful smile on his face. "It won't be the same without you and Dawn, Buff." He said, shuffling his feet a little.
"We'll make do. It's the best we can do to move on." Buffy replied bravely.
Xander nodded. "I'm sorry about Spike. He was a good man."
"I know." She whispered, her voice tightening a little. She didn't want to cry. "We'll miss Anya too. She was brave."
"Yeah." Xander sniffled.
Buffy stepped back put her arm around Dawn and thanked them again. They nodded, saying their good byes, looking as if they had lost another one of their members again.
"We'll see you soon, ok, B?" It wasn't a question but more a requested promise from Buffy.
"Soon." Buffy replied.
"Cleveland is probably infested with demons when the gang and I get there. We might need your help one of these days." Faith declared with a soft chuckle.
"I'll be there if you really need my help." Buffy said softly as she walked around the car that Angel had given her and got into the driver's seat. "But I don't think you will."
Dawn waved frantically from her window, tears streaming down her cheeks as they slowly drove away.
"Thanks, B." Faith whispered.
Cleveland, here I come, Faith thought as she walked back into the Hyperion.
The slayer had passed on the torch. Or scythe to be exact.
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Angel stood in front of his enormous window, overlooking Los Angeles. The door pushed open and Lilah walked in, a folder in one hand.
"Hey boss." She said in cheerfully. "How was your little trip to Sunnydale?"
Angel snorted, without as much as casting a glance at her direction. "You already know Lilah." He said.
"Congratulations on a job well done. Sunnydale is now a safe zone. Well, actually a big giant hole." She replied.
"I didn't do anything great."
"How are Buffy and the gang?" Lilah continued.
"Buffy and Dawn are in Florida. Giles went home and everyone else is in Cleveland to guard the other hell mouth." Angel replied grimly.
"The job is never done." Lilah muttered with a shrug as she walked up to him. "I thought you'd like to know of a recent activity here in L.A." She handed him the folder.
Angel flipped it opened and frowned. "When was this?" He asked.
"Just got in, boss. He's in the waiting area." She said.
Angel raised an eyebrow. "You let him in?"
"A friend of yours is a friend of Wolfram and Hart." She quipped before walking out of the office.
Angel sighed, shaking his head at the revelation. Lilah returned a few seconds later with Spike.
Spike looked disoriented as he cast Lilah a disapproving look. "Gone big time?" He asked.
"You're alive." Angel stated as he walked towards Spike. The last thing he heard about Spike was at when he sacrificed himself for the world and after that there was nothing else.
"Yeah, well, just lucky I guess." Spike replied off handedly.
"Does Buffy know that you're alive?"
Spike shook his head.
"You're different." Angel stated, narrowing his eyes at the other man.
Spike shook his head, chuckling a little. "I didn't burst into flames like a soddin' barbecue when I went outside in the daylight. I was wondering if you knew anything about that." He said.
Angel gasped as he stared into Spike's eyes and soul. "You're human."
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Buffy gripped the steering wheel tightly to the point where her knuckles turned white. "Stop it!" She hissed.
Dawn, who was in the passenger's seat glared at her. "I want to go home." She said stubbornly, sounding like a four year old child having a temper tantrum.
Buffy shook her head. "I am not going through this again."
"I want to go home Buffy. I don't like it here. People are horrible. Everything is so damned NORMAL!" Dawn shrieked angrily.
"That's exactly what we need, Dawn. Normal. Don't make this hard. Give it time. We'll get used to it." Buffy sighed, trying to be patient.
Dawn groaned, suddenly pounding her fist on the dashboard.
"God dammit Buffy! It's been six months. We are still miserable!"
Buffy glared at her sister. They were having one of their fights again. Ever since they moved, all they've done was fight.
"I don't care if it takes you six months or six years to readjust, Dawn! We are not going back to Sunnydale! It's a hole in the ground now anyway. There is no Sunnydale." She retorted.
"You know what I mean Buffy. It's the people that I want to go home to. When you said we were moving, you didn't have to move us all the way to Florida. This is where people from up north go for vacation!" Dawn said angrily.
"We're not leaving. There's nothing you can do about it." Buffy said firmly as they pulled up their driveway.
Dawn groaned again as she got out of the car and slammed the door after her.
Buffy bit her lip, refusing to stoop to her sister's immaturity. She was going to let Dawn cool off.
Dawn walked into the house, slamming the door, almost hitting her sister. If it wasn't for Buffy's slayer senses, she would definitely been hit already.
"This is shit!" Dawn yelled as she ran to her bedroom upstairs.
"Watch you language!" Buffy calmly called after her.
"I don't give a crap, Buffy. This is stupid. Your idea was stupid! You're stupid for dragging me all the way to the other end of the country when you knew that those people were my family!" Dawn continued to yell.
Fed up and exhausted, Buffy threw her keys on the table and followed her sister. She shoved Dawn's door open and stood in the middle of her sister's room.
"Do not call me names. I am trying the best I can to help you. To give you a normal life. Something that I could never have. You can have a future here, in Florida." Buffy said, trying to keep herself from yelling at the girl who was testing her patience.
"Just because you want this does not mean that I do too. I was perfectly happy with the way we were." Dawn retorted.
"You were happy that we never had one peaceful night, that we were being constantly hunted down? That our home is now a crate?"
"Yes, Buffy. As much as you don't like to believe it, I was happy. That was home. I had my family there." Dawn retorted.
"I'm sorry for taking you from them but I am trying the best I can here, Dawn. I really am." Buffy said grimly.
"Well, it's not enough." Dawn said icily.
Buffy looked at her, slightly hurt by her sister's bluntness and shook her head. "No, I guess not. It never is." She whispered. "But we're staying. There's nothing you can do about it."
This was not the happily ever after that Buffy expected. But she knew that they'd have to live with it.
Dawn shifted her position, crossing her arms in front of her. "Well see about that." She declared, daring her sister.
"Okay, you know what? That's it. You're grounded." Buffy finally said before shutting the door behind her.
Once Buffy was out of the room, Dawn picked up the nearest thing and threw it at the door. Clenching and unclenching her fists, she paced the room, occasionally groaning and muttering something about Buffy.
She finally came to a stop. "I'll show her." She whispered darkly. Moving quickly, she took out the box of herbs and potions. She smiled.
She sat in the middle of the small circle, her legs crossed Indian style. Dawn continued to chant while she cut and mixed the herbs and other ingredients into the clear vase which she used to replace a bowl.
Desperate times called for desperate measures.
"A little teleportation spell and I'm home." She whispered to herself. She continued to chant the words from the book that she had secretly taken from Giles' store. She knew that it would come in handy someday.
Suddenly the knife she was holding slipped and she cut her palm. Dawn cursed, moving to wipe the blood from the floor but suddenly the blood whirled, forming into a growing portal.
That was not part of the ritual.
Wind entered the room, sucking her into the hole. Inside it, all she could see was darkness. Dawn screamed as she held on to her bed post while the portal continued to pull her in.
"Buffy!" She screamed. "Buffy! Help me!"
Downstairs, Buffy heard her screams and ran to her room as fast as possible. But when she opened the door, all she found were the remains of what appeared to be a ritual gone awry.
Dawn's sheets were thrown all over. There were broken pieces of glass on the floor and worst of all, there was a small splatter of blood.
"Oh, God." She gasped.
~*~
A/N: I KNOW THAT I PREVIOUSLY WROTE THAT SUNNYDALE STILL EXISTED BUT I MADE SOME CHANGES SO THAT IT GOES WITH THE FINALE. WELL NOW, SUNNYDALE IS GONE. BUFFY MOVED AND SO DID EVERYONE ELSE.
IT'S PRETTY MUCH THAT EVERYONE WENT THEIR OWN WAYS.
I HOPE IT WASN'T TOO CONFUSING SINCE I MADE SO MANY REVISIONS OF THIS CHAPTER.
TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
THANKS FOR READING.