I have to stand up. I can't give everything up now. I will die either way. But I'm not the one who matters. She is. She will live through this. She will live long and become so old that the moon will sigh for the loss of her best friend the day she dies. Yeah. She will find a love, she will have children. Strong children. She will raise them with care and love. She will be a good mother. And then a good great mother. She will not die here and now. I will not allow that to happen.

My back is hurting... My left arm too, it is broken for sure. But it doesn't matter. I'm holding my shotgun with my other arm. It's good enough. The beast is getting on his feet. I was hoping he would be dead by now. Wrong guess. No problem, I'm in control, am I not? Foolish guy. I am just a fool. I wanted to live and be a part of a team. Friends and co. It had been fun. My best female friend, my old male friend. And the newbie, the one Chosen, the beautiful one. So strong she's lying unconscious behind me. These kids... Think they can hold the world on theirs shoulders... She has taken five or six before this punch hit her. A single punch and she's out... Danm, how many did I took? The bruises count is broken by now.

There you are my old friend... Think you can take me out? Yes, you will, I'm already bleeding. My back, this blade from my back. Danm. But you will come with me. No more male in the friends and co. The Scooby! Yes, that's a good one. Too bad no one is here to hear it. The vampire before me will not understand.

No... There are two of them. One I can handle, but I've got just one bullet left... Danm you! I shoot in the second one and he explodes in a torrent of ashes. Fine. Jesse is smiling at me. He knows that I don't have any weapon left to use. He's slowly coming toward me. I'm still able to hold my ground. I mean, I can still stand up.

I will turn you so we can have fun together. And then we will eat the slayer and turn Willow too...

No! Not Willow. Buffy has to live, but Willow, I can't even imagine her as a monster. I love her, as a friend and as a soul. She's the only one person who I can imagine in my inner heart.

No, you will not.

He's grinning now. Fine. I have one weapon left. I throw the shotgun at him to gain a few second. I slide my hand in my back and touch the hilt of the dagger which is resting there. My voice is the one of an animal. Doesn't matter, I know I will die. Die for her maybe, but that would be cruel for her. I know she will blame herself. She will heal. My scream ends. I see on the face of the demon that I have scared him to death. Fine. My body move and my battle cry is more one of pain than anything else. No problem.

My face is on the floor now. Ashes are all around me. I wonder where I'm heading to. Incoherent thoughts are popping up in me. I'm dying as a virgin... pathetic or not? I should have told her. I should have held her. I should have fought my father back on this day. What would have happen seven years from now? I hope they will still be all alive. I will welcome them if not, but the later the better. I'm cold. Please, keep them safe.