Disclaimer: All hail to Great One, Joss Whedon. All belong to him, all
are his creations. =)
Setting: My take on Season 7 of BtVS, after 'Beneath You', and how AtS fits into the new season. Connection anyone? It's sort of an A/U fic, but not really. It's just what I think may happen this season. It'll be an eventual crossover. Not quite sure how this is going to turn out, so R&R! I'll decide whether I'll continue from the reviews. =)
In the End
Prologue
Buffy looked into her bathroom mirror. What happened to Spike? He got his soul back, but with much more dire repercussions than Angel. He got his soul because of her, no, *for* her. He wanted her to get what she deserved. But what was it that she deserved exactly? A vampire with a soul? Been there, done that, and didn't want to go there again. The soul- infused vampire that was Angel loved her, hurt her, and left her. He left her to find redemption.
Redemption.
That was what Angel wanted. His soul was a curse. Spike wanted a soul. He didn't want redemption. So what was he now?
"What you wanted, right? It's what *you* wanted, right? And now... Everybody is in here, talking... Everything I did, everyone one I... And him. And it, the other- the thing, beneath- beneath you. It's here too." That was what he said to her. Ramblings of a crazy-person. Yet, there was a hint of meaning in his words. Sure enough, he remembered everything he did, those he hurt. Expressing himself seemed hard. His words came out in short phrases, that seemingly had no connection.
It was a horrifying to see him in that state. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak. Not after... Not after he willingly embraced that cross. Willingly. It was like the things he did were too much for him. He wanted to end everything, wanted whatever was making him this way to go away, and him with it.
"Can we rest now? Buffy, can we rest?" Those words played over and over in her mind like an endless recording.
She thought that when Spike left, he had left for good. In reality, she hoped he would come back. She never uninvited him from her house. But she didn't expect him to come back like this.
*Can we rest?* Buffy thought to herself morbidly. What did he mean? That question encompassed so much, too much.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
To be continued... Maybe.
It's up to you guys. Do you think this story's got potential to go further?
Setting: My take on Season 7 of BtVS, after 'Beneath You', and how AtS fits into the new season. Connection anyone? It's sort of an A/U fic, but not really. It's just what I think may happen this season. It'll be an eventual crossover. Not quite sure how this is going to turn out, so R&R! I'll decide whether I'll continue from the reviews. =)
In the End
Prologue
Buffy looked into her bathroom mirror. What happened to Spike? He got his soul back, but with much more dire repercussions than Angel. He got his soul because of her, no, *for* her. He wanted her to get what she deserved. But what was it that she deserved exactly? A vampire with a soul? Been there, done that, and didn't want to go there again. The soul- infused vampire that was Angel loved her, hurt her, and left her. He left her to find redemption.
Redemption.
That was what Angel wanted. His soul was a curse. Spike wanted a soul. He didn't want redemption. So what was he now?
"What you wanted, right? It's what *you* wanted, right? And now... Everybody is in here, talking... Everything I did, everyone one I... And him. And it, the other- the thing, beneath- beneath you. It's here too." That was what he said to her. Ramblings of a crazy-person. Yet, there was a hint of meaning in his words. Sure enough, he remembered everything he did, those he hurt. Expressing himself seemed hard. His words came out in short phrases, that seemingly had no connection.
It was a horrifying to see him in that state. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak. Not after... Not after he willingly embraced that cross. Willingly. It was like the things he did were too much for him. He wanted to end everything, wanted whatever was making him this way to go away, and him with it.
"Can we rest now? Buffy, can we rest?" Those words played over and over in her mind like an endless recording.
She thought that when Spike left, he had left for good. In reality, she hoped he would come back. She never uninvited him from her house. But she didn't expect him to come back like this.
*Can we rest?* Buffy thought to herself morbidly. What did he mean? That question encompassed so much, too much.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
To be continued... Maybe.
It's up to you guys. Do you think this story's got potential to go further?