Author: Dawnie16

Pairings: Buffy/Angel, Spike/Elizabeth, Tara/Willow, Anya/Xander, Cordelia/Doyle (he didn't die its my story so na na na na na!), Wesley/Fred(no Illyria)

Summary: Faith never wakes from her coma at the end of season 3 and dies. A new slayer is called to Cleveland named Elizabeth. This story takes place 3 years after season 3 so basically at the end of Season 6. After Spike and Buffy's torrid affair in season 6 he leaves, and yes he doesn't do the whole attempted rape, and Tara lives as well. Spike leaves and gets his soul but comes back mid season 7 with a new slayer and new status. Angel and Buffy find some clause in the curse of his soul and find a way to be together without bringing forth Angelus again. A prophecy will determine all of there fates.

Disclaimer: Basically, good ol' Josh owns all the characters except Elizabeth so ha! And this is strictly my storyline so that's mine too: D

Prologue

After graduation and the mayor had been defeated Buffy and the gang went off to her house for a much needed Scooby party. The festivities had begun and slowly the night was drawing to a close when a sudden phone call gave all there heads a spin.

"Hello? Yes this is Buffy speaking….mhm yes I knew her….no I don't believe she had any other family….no. no it's no trouble at all…we can make the arrangements." Buffy slowly slid down the wall. She stared wide-eyed at her friends and said in a calm whisper, "Faith's dead."

-------In London, England--------

Quentin Travers slowly made his way up the steps to the 2 story condo. He took in his surrounding's and noticed the small and neglected garden, the rod iron fence surrounding the home and the odd brown colored home. He reached for the door knocker but the door opened up and too his surprise stood the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Long flowing brown hair to the bottom of her back, bright green eyes, plush lips which had been drawn into an annoyed thin line. Even though she had sweatpants and an old oxford sweater she was still breathtaking.

"I'm guessing your Quentin? Well, let's just say that I don't really want you here so be a dear and show yourself out of this hell-hole" said the girl, slamming the door in his face.

"You know why I am here don't you young lady, you are the new chosen one. The other slayer known as Faith died last night in Sunnydale, California. You are the new chosen one along with Miss Summers."

"Well what if I don't want to be the chosen one? You come here and expect me to accept all this and go on my merry way to a brand new country and slay vampires and demons? I'm sorry but I won't do it, get Miss Summers to do it, cause I will not be your bloody puppet."

"Elizabeth, just meet me at this address later on tonight and we will make a decision later on about your destiny, hm?"

"Fine" Elizabeth took the paper and looked at the handwritten scrawl on the page, a frown tampering her beautiful features.

"St. Andrews Cemetery, 8pm sharp, behind the Fitzgerald crypt"

Tell me what you think so I know if I should continue or not. Reviews are highly accepted!