Title- Chosen Mistake

Author- Stacie

Rating- R

Summary- Lies, mistakes, and the betrayal of a parent make the consequences so much more painful.

Disclaimer- Plot is mine, characters are not.

Pairings- B/A, A/C, (hint of B/X, B/S, maybe more later.)

AN- This is going to be confusing. I just know it is. My Dad and I were watching Angel last night and got into the big full blown discussion about what if's and the real origin of Buffy and past Slayers. Anyways, he asked me what if Buffy wasn't the Slayer? What if there was a mistake in her calling and then he asked me what if she wasn't who she thought she was, what she thought she was? What if this chain reaction starting out with a truth kept hidden about Hank? I can't tell you exactly what it is, but its good. So, we begin with a recap of Buffy's life, her POV, her feelings, her life. Look for hints and clues in this fic, I assure you, they will be there. ;) Enjoy!!!

Small AN- Lindsey is back for Wolfman and Hart and Lorne still works at Caritas.

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Prologue-

Los Angeles-December 2003

I never really liked the sun. Now that I look back on everything that's happened, I really didn't. It made me itch. My eyes would water and gets all bloodshot. I guess I never really noticed it though, or maybe I ignored it. But, that's not really the point. Or maybe it is. Maybe I shouldn't have overlooked it. Maybe, just maybe everything wouldn't have been such a shock. But, I'm getting ahead of myself here.

I wish things could have been different. But that would have made things worse. It's better that I didn't know what I know now at first. I mean, I thought I was a freak just being the Slayer, who also happened to be in love with a vampire with a soul, who also happened to be banging an evil vampire. What would have I thought if I knew that…

Heh heh.

Silly me.

Here I go again, getting ahead of myself. I'm too impatient. Ask anyone. Angel, Dawn, Willow…hell, even if you ask Spike, he'll tell you I'm impatient. But, for different reasons. So, don't ask him.

Anyways, life sucks. Especially the life I have. Mom and Dad started to fight. Mom and I moved to Sunnyhell, and I lose all contact with dear old Dad. Then I become the Slayer, and just happen to fall in love with a vampire. Everything is like a mix between Edgar Allen Poe and Shakespeare. We bang each other, (and what a night that was…), then he turns evil and kills and tortures some friends. Ok, nothing I can't handle, because I'm Buffy the Vampire Slayer,(insert me cringing). I have to send him to hell and end up running away. I come back I practically flunk my way through school, but score ass kicking grades on my SATs. So, ok, cool.

But, enough of that. Where was I? Oh yeah…

Angel…

I loved him so much. And I still do. He left. He said that he couldn't give me what I needed…

I//I want my life to be with you!//

//I don't.///I

Said I needed someone to take me out in the sun. But how can they when I hate the sun? He was exactly what I needed, considering the circumstances neither of us knew about. So, he breaks my heart into a million billion pieces and I fall into my little funk of sorrow that I've never really gotten over, and my thing with Spike only made it worse. I go, and do the slay-girl-at-college thing. I actually liked it. I meet Riley Finn and I manage to convince everyone close to me that I love him. Except Spike…

I//Caption Cardboard…///I

Which is, in its own, that something I'll never understand. Anyways, he leaves, I guess I didn't need him as much as I had thought. Then Mom.. Oh God…Mom…

I//We can't move the body!///I

Mom dies. She leaves me to raise a 14 year old. To grow up faster. I miss her so much. Meanwhile Glorificus bitch shows up and opens yet another hell dimension portal. So, being the 'Good Samaritan' I am, I jump through it to save my sister that really isn't my sister.

I//Live…for me.//I

So, I die. And, it's really not that bad. Not scary, not jagged. I was just kind of nothing. A safe comfortable nothing. And, my friends, -God knows I love them, but you think they wouldn't get a clue?-, bring me back and I have issues. I felt tight and itchy in my own body and hate it. So, I turn to Spike. The one worst decision of my life.

I//You belong in the dark…with me.//I

But, I boot him to the curb-finally!-and he goes and gets himself a soul. A soul! (Insert me laughing at the irony that I call my life.)

So, I get over it all. I try and make a living, I freaking become a whopper flopper (Would you like fries with that?) to try and support my sister, but does that work? No, it all blows up in my face. So, ok, no surprise, no big deal, don't lose your cool. So, I go and try to be a school councilor. But, do I even have the slightest idea of what to do? Hell no. So, ok. That doesn't work either. What the hell am I supposed to do now? Become a hooker on Main and Revello? Sorry, no thanks. If there's one thing I have left, it's my pride and dignity. Something I'm not about to give up.

And, I don't. I have a new idea. I'm starting over. And that's how everything turned upside down.