I realized that writing one story with so many plot twists and subplots would be very confusing to the readers and me. To make this much easier I have decided to make each story an 'episode.' It will be like the 8th season of Buffy. Please read and review. Enjoy!

P.S: The beginning of the story is from my original story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot lines and the characters.

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The Hellmouth had been destroyed and the school lay in ruins. Buffy didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The thing that had caused her to become a Slayer had finally been destroyed. But something felt odd. It wasn't a bad odd, but more of a unknown odd. She felt as if something different was occurring in a separate plane of existence.

"I can't believe it," Anya said.

"I know," Xander said. He had his arm around a trembling Willow. Kennedy had lost her life. She had been stabbed in the back by an Ubervamp and when the Hellmouth had been struck with the powerful mystical energy she had been consumed by the explosion. Willow had seen her face as the explosion engulfed her body and burnt her face.

"What do you say we go home?" Spike put his arm around Buffy and she looked towards Angel. He looked down and began to walk off.

"Wait," Buffy blurted out. Angel turned around and Spike removed his arm. "Stay. Come with us."

"Are- are you sure?" he asked, looking directly at Spike. The tension and envy could be felt everywhere and Buffy was ready to intervene if both vampires went at it.

"I'm sure. We won't mind." Xander nodded and Anya smiled.

"And I really want to get to know the infamous Angel," Dawn said, smiling. Giles let out a small laugh but stopped when he saw Willow. The witch had never been this upset since Tara had been killed. Then again, she had become Dark Willow.

Everyone began to walk towards the Summers' house. All of them had been very surprised that all of Sunnydale had not been destroyed. It was almost as if it should have been destroyed.

"Are you sure we'll all be able to fit into your house?" Xander asked.

"I guess it's a good thing that the neighbours had abandoned their houses. A few of you will be able to stay there. They left it there without taking anything, so you won't have to worry about anything."

"The Hellmouth doesn't seem so bad now," Xander jokingly said. Everyone looked at him with looks of anger and resentment.

"Too soon?"

"Try way too soon," Buffy said. They reached her house and everyone went inside. Buffy grabbed some bottles of Pepsi and large bags of chips.

"Sorry, but I didn't many options," she said. She handed everyone bowls of chips and glasses of Pepsi. Willow continued to tremble and Buffy sat beside her and held her close.

"I know what you're going through, Will. You have to be strong. Don't forget that your family is still with you."

"Buffy, you don't get it. I was responsible for her death. If I had had enough time to cast a protection spell on her she wouldn't have… left." Willow began to weep and Buffy held her close. After a few minutes she got up and ran into Buffy's room.

"She needs some time and space," Faith said. Everyone nodded.

"I can't believe she didn't turn into Dark Willow," Spike said.

"I think it's because she already knew she might lose Kennedy. With Tara, it was a sudden and unexpected death. But with Kennedy, Willow already knew that it might happen and was partially ready for it. This is just the grieving stage. After this, she'll be back to herself," Buffy explained. The doorbell rang and Dawn got up.

"I'll get it." After a few seconds the door opened and a woman with dark red hair and green eyes stood before Dawn. She wore a white top with lace and jeans. Her white stiletto's were unusually sharp and sent a shiver down Dawn.

"How can I help you?" she asked.

"I need to speak with all of you." Dawn looked the woman over. She wasn't a vampire and wasn't a demon. Either she was human or a witch.

"Come on in," Dawn said. The woman walked in and all eyes fell on her. Xander stared in amazement and Anya slapped him in the head. Spike and Angel did the same and Buffy cleared her throat.

"Who are you?" she asked. She could hear the venom in her voice and didn't care.

"My name is Alyssa Munroe. I need to speak with all of you."

"No offense, but we're celebrating something really big. Maybe you could come back another time," Spike said.

"I know. I'm the reason for the celebration." Angel gave her a cold stare. Something wasn't right.

"What do you mean?" The woman smiled.

"Now you're all interested in me? Maybe I shouldn't tell it at all." Buffy rolled her eyes.

"Look, we're not little kids that are dying to hear a secret. Either spit out what you have to say or keep your slutty mouth shut."

"Buffy!" Xander exclaimed.

"No," Faith said, "she's right. Who are you anyway? And how did you create this celebration.

Alyssa laughed. "I'm the one who destroyed the Hellmouth.

Everyone sat in absolute quiet. No one could believe what they had heard. A random woman had come to them and told them that she had destroyed the Hellmouth. No one wanted to believe it, yet they all felt as if she was telling the truth.

"I don't get it? How did you destroy it?" Faith asked.

"Remember that mystical energy? I sent it. It wasn't mystical as it was mental."

"What?" Angel said. Ever since Alyssa had entered the house he had felt a connection to her and he knew that she felt the same.

"I'm a Seer. I can see the future but I also possess several immense sources of power called Eyes. They increase my ability of premonition but also grant me several other abilities. Every Seer is born with one Eye, called her Birth Eye. It is not her most powerful Eye, but the Eye that is the base of her original power besides premonitions. My birth Eye was the Third Eye, or the Eye of Power. It grants me several psychic abilities, such as telekinesis, telepathy, and empathy. Anyways, it was my Third Eye that allowed me to send a psychic blast at the Hellmouth. Combined with my Natural Eyes, it was a blast that could have destroyed a planet."

"What are Natural Eyes?" Spike asked. Everyone was very interested in Alyssa, especially since she could be the ultimate weapon against all the other evils.

"A Natural Eye is an Eye that is a Seer's most powerful Eye. Every Seer has one, but I possess two: the Eye of the Phoenix and the Eye of Chaos. They are two of the three Divine Eyes: the most powerful Eyes in existence. The third is the Eye of the Tempest. My Natural Eyes also fused together because of their similar properties. Because of this my powers increased once more. They were very powerful and destructive. That's why I was able to destroy the Hellmouth."

Giles stared at Alyssa. "There's something you're not telling us." Alyssa sighed.

"The Divine Eyes are not only sources of power. They contain the most powerful beings in existence: the Phoenix, the goddess Chaos, and the Tempest. The Phoenix is the being of Creation. It created everything and watches over it. The goddess Chaos is the primordial being; it created the Phoenix and the Tempest. It is also the goddess of Control. It is the most powerful of the beings. The Tempest was a witch with the ability to manipulate and control the natural elements. Her power grew beyond comprehension and she was able to manipulate time and space. She almost became a goddess before she trapped herself in an Eye. When my Eyes fused, they created the Chaotic Phoenix. It is the being that of absolute control. It can destroy anything in a blink of an eye and create anything the same way. Using the power of the Chaotic Phoenix, I manipulated time and changed everything. I used my abilities to change how things would have turned out."

"Why? How would things have turned out?" Anya asked.

Alyssa looked at Angel and spoke. "I would have killed you all."

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Episode 1

Everyone was silent. Xander opened his mouth to speak but then closed it. Buffy took a long sip of her Coke.

"I don't know whether to thank you or kick your ass. On one hand you saved us. On the other, you seem to be pretty powerful and powerful usually turns into evil."

"Look, I'm not happy either. It wasn't as if I wanted to intervene and cause a massive explosion. I hope you realize that you need me." Faith scoffed and Buffy smiled.

"We need you? I think you might be just a little bthoughts it delusional. We don't need you. We don't even want you!" Giles looked at Faith and she became quiet.

"Although I hate to admit it, Alyssa is right. With someone as powerful as her she could turn the tide between good and evil."

"We just destroyed the Hellmouth! What else is there?"

Alyssa made a sound. "I destroyed the Hellmouth. And there are other evils besides weak bloodsuckers." Spike and Angel both looked at Alyssa. "No offense," she added.

"Thanks," Spike said sarcastically. "I hate to admit it as well, but Little Miss Stuck Up Bitch is right. We need her." Everyone murmured thoughts of agreement. Buffy looked at Angel. He nodded. Spike looked at the two of them and a glint of resentment was in his eyes.

"I guess you can stay. The only room I can give you is Dawn's room. You can share with her." Dawn opened her mouth to protest but everyone began to move around.

"Great. Lucky me," she said.

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"I hope you know that I'm not happy about this," Dawn said. Alyssa smiled.

"How long are you going to keep on saying that?"

"Until you realize I'm not happy about this."

"Don't worry. I'm not thrilled either. I never thought I'd share a room with a squirrel."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That you're annoying, hyperactive, and annoying." Alyssa finished brushing her hair and walked out of the room. She knew that she was going to stay here. That was why she had brought suitcases along. As she walked through the second floor of the house she heard a troubled voice. It was almost midnight, and nobody was awake. Confused, Alyssa followed the voice. She found it in a room at the end of the hallway. Peering inside she saw a shape tossing and turning in the bed. It was definitely a male due to the fact that he was shirtless. Alyssa was about to walk away when something startled her.

"Alyssa… Alyssa… I…" It was Angel. She silently walked into the room and her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She could see beads of sweat on his forehead and on his chest. Alyssa stared at his chest for a few seconds before realizing what she was doing. She couldn't. It was wrong.

"Alyssa." He whispered her voice once more and she sat on the bed. Taking his shirt she began to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Once she was done she began to wipe his chest as well. She felt foolish for doing it. This attraction, if you could even call it that, was not emotional. It was purely physical and animalistic. She finished wiping his chest and was about to leave when he called her name once more. But something was different. His voice wasn't a whisper. It was almost as if he knew she was beside him. Ignoring it, she began to leave. He did it once more but she didn't listen. As she was about to leave the room he said it once again, only louder. She swiftly turned around and saw him sitting up.

"I heard your voice. I thought something was wrong. I-I don't know why you were calling my name, and I don't want to know." Alyssa couldn't tell if he was smiling or if he was even awake. She squinted her eyes to see him more clearly and realized he was awake.

"I don't know why I was calling your name as well. I feel a connection with you. I don't know what it is." Alyssa walked towards the bed and sat on it.

"I feel the same way. It may just be my power. I feel a surge of power whenever I'm with someone that has a connection with my premonition." Angel couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She seemed different than Buffy because she embraced her destiny from the moment she discovered it. But deep down, he knew that she hated it. No one wanted to be a hero. Being a hero meant giving up everything you love. He knew that.

"Is it hard? Is being a Seer difficult?" Angel asked. He didn't want her to leave.

"I don't know. I mean, I used to think it was easy. I got to see the future and had a chance to change it. But once I began to see the actual premonitions, I wished that I was blind."

"The actual premonitions?"

"I used to see things like lottery numbers and test answers. That was when I was a young girl. I never used them for myself because I thought that it would give me bad karma. Now that I think about it, I'd rather have bad karma than seeing someone be killed or mutilated every day."

"I'm so sorry." Alyssa laughed.

"Don't be. I'm not. I'm a Seer. It's my job. It's like a scientist not wanting to dissect a frog. Even if you don't want to, you have to do it. The only problem is the pain." Angel quickly looked at her. What was she talking about?

"What do you mean pain?"

"Whenever I have a premonition I can feel what the victim is feeling. Sometimes it's nothing more than a pinch while other times…" Alyssa looked down and couldn't speak.

"What happens?" Angel inquired. He was very curious and wanted to know what she was talking about. Maybe she could help him by relieving the pain. Buffy and he could be together.

"Have you ever felt as if your body is being torn apart limb by limb?"

"More than I'd like to," he whispered.

"I feel like that with most of my premonitions. When I saw what I was going to do to you, I… I…"

"You what?"

"I was thrown through two walls." Angel sat stunned. How could someone take so much pain? He knew that it was hard for him but he couldn't imagine a human going through that.

"How do you survive?" he asked. She smiled at him. He could see a few tears running down her cheeks.

"You don't want to know," was all she said. He felt guilty. She went through this pain every day and he went through it whenever he had a moment of pure happiness. He had no right to complain. Alyssa was about to leave when he grabbed her arm. He didn't know why he did it but he felt he had to. Pulling her close, their lips met in a crushing embrace. Angel felt Alyssa run her hands through his hair. As their tongues met Alyssa gasped. She saw everything.

Faces flashed before her. Faces strewn with pain. Images of Angel's victims flashed. A woman being bit and left for dead. A man being thrown against a wall and watching Angel horribly kill his wife. And a woman running from Angel through the halls of Sunnydale High, only to have her neck snapped. Alyssa saw it all.

"You- you monster," Alyssa whispered. She pulled herself away from him and wiped away her tears. The pain was too much.

"What happened?" he asked worriedly. Alyssa gave him a cold stare.

"You did." Quickly leaving the room, she didn't look back. As she got into the bed across from Dawn she wiped away more tears. In the other room, Angel ran a hand through his hair. He didn't know what she saw but was very frightened. If she saw what he had done she would never speak to him again. He had caused her the pain that he wanted to relieve her of.