This story prompt was created by StarTheWriter and I've just written the details. I can't take soul credit for this story.
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The dragon flinched as Angel slashed his sword at her tail, he removed the sword and dragged it to the dragons neck. She cried out in pain and the battle was over, Angel rushed over to his fallen comrades Illyria and Gunn lay in the battlefield Wesley was nowhere to be seen. Everything they had worked for lay in total destruction he stared at a pile of dust on the floor. All those years he had hated Spike but he was sad it had ended so badly between them. He crouched down and scooped the dust into his hands.
"You don't really think thats me do you"
Angel snapped his head around "You were alive, and you let me fight that dragon alone"
"No, I also ate popcorn"
He wasn't sure why he had been so sad when he thought Spike hadn't made it, sure he contributed semi funny jokes but what is he even useful for. Angel moved toward Gunn, Why did all of his friends have to die? Doyle, Cordelia, Fred, Wesley, Gunn.
"Where exactly were you while I was fighting that giant dragon"
"Waiting for you to finish fighting the dragon"
"So, where do we go from here"