Never Ever
Part 2 of The Seraph
- a Buffy series by theICEBear
Disclaimer: I claim no right over the characters from BtVS portrayed in the piece of
fiction. All rights of the series Buffy the Vampire Slayer is reserved by Mutant Enemy,
Sandollar, Kuzui Enterprises and Fox. This piece of fiction is not to be reproduced
anywhere or edited without the express consent of the author as named above.
Warning: This piece of literature contains scenes with violence, strong language and
religious references that may be considered offensive. Parental disgression should be
applied.
Note: This story was started just before Surprise during the 2nd season of Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. It represents an alternative storyline, which moves away from the BtVS
story arc as represented in the series for the purpose of the story I want to tell.
Currently we are after the first episode: Dead and Reborn, which took place in the
middle of would have been Buffy`s senior year. This story picks up just after the
graduation of Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordelia and the battle against the Mayor.
Chapter 1: End of an era
The explosion echoed around the blocks and pieces of the School rained down all
around them. Willow looked at Xander laying the shadows of a tree. A vampire had
bitten him, but Jenny was taking care of his wound. A lot of people hadn`t survived.
Many many of her closest friends and people she had seen every day had died in the
last ten minutes. They seemed to have been the longest of her life. Willow smelled the
sulphur and soot floating in the air. She felt that somehow all bad events in her life
ended in an inferno of fire.
Nothing moved within the building anymore. Small flames burned still here and there. In
what had once been the Sunnydale High School Library the last remains of the Mayor of
Sunnydale transformed back into human form. Not far away was another charred
corpse, which by some amazing coincidence hadn`t been blown to smithereens. Wendy
hadn`t made it out in time. The girl trust into a situation, which shouldn`t have been her
destiny, had failed for the last time.
Willow cried. Oz was hurt, but she didn`t cry for him. She cried for her friends, who had
died these last three years, and those had died this very day. They had joined forces to
fight an enemy which threathened to overwhelm their town, to end their very lives. She
turned and walked towards her favorite englishman.
Giles sat in the grass and stared out over the field of debris, terrified teens, firetrucks
and rescue workers, but he knew that for many people the rescue came to late. And he
knew for one special girl in particular all hope was out. It was the result of previous
experience and from what he had seen, he knew for sure that Wendy had not escaped
the terrible attack of the Mayor or the gigantic snake-like demon he had become.
She had not come out before the explosion. He had looked inside the window. The
Mayor now fully formed had gotten hold of her, before she had been able to jump out
the window. For a second he had hesitated then he made the most terrible decision of
his life and he had turned the detonator, he had blown up the school just as the Mayor
had slain one of humanity`s greatest allies against evil.
He liked Wendy eventhough she had always seemed distant and not quite… He had
blown her up and he was left feeling guilty and deeply disgusted at himself. His rational
mind kept telling him, it had been the only way to save everybody in Sunnydale and that
there had been no hope for the caught Slayer. But guilt was flowing throughout his mind
like a dark poison. Finally he began crying in despair.
Willow stopped. Giles was crying like a baby and maybe without his knowledge
mumbling Wendy`s name again and again. She felt a cold tear hit her arm.
Willow was again reliving the moment as the Mayor began his demonic transformation,
and Mr. Trick`s vampires began swarming the ground. She remembered everybody
drawing their weapons and getting ready for the final battle.
Oz and Larry had lead the flamethrower group, which had been attacked first by the
Mayor. Oz had escaped only to be badly burned by the explosion of a flamethrower.
They had taken him to the hospital with a lot of the other victims.
Victims like Cordelia, who had been bitten and nearly killed by Mr. Trick, until Angel had
staked him, or like Harmony, who had literally been consumed by the vampire throng.
Xander who had tried to help Angel with the vampires, and who was now being carted
away to join the other wounded at the hospital.
Willow looked over the grounds as the sun was being to peek out from the strange
eclipse, which had foreshadowed the Mayor`s transformation. Angel was nowhere in
sight. She hoped he had made back under cover.
Suddenly a voice snapped Willow out of her thoughts: "Willow? Could you help me
please?".
It was Jennifer Giles formerly Calendar, Giles wife and these days the pillar of strength
for them all. She had recognized Willow`s innate magical knack and they had together
sought and won full wiccan powers. She had also helped in the fight and had just like
Willow narrowly missed getting more than just the small bruises that they carried like
badges of honor.
"Yes, of course", Willow replied and turned to help Jenny carry what turned out to be
Johnathan from her class up onto a stretcher. Willow and Wendy had just recently
stopped him from commiting suicide with a hunting rifle.
"We should get him home", Jenny said after the paramedics had moved Johnathan
away from the still smoking buildings of Sunnydale High, and nodded in the direction of
her husband. Willow nodded mutely.
"Will Angel leave now?" Jenny looked up at her redheaded friend.
"Yeah, he said so. He is going to stay in LA, until he has made up his mind what to do
next", Willow said as they dragged Giles into a standing position.
"We`re going home honey", Jenny whispered to her now catatonic husband. He kept
mumbling the names of all the Slayers who he had known and loved.
Willow worried. Giles had made the hardest decision imaginable, he had been forced to
blow up his own friend. However she was sure that he wouldn`t have done it if there had
been any chance of escape for Wendy.
Their group seemed to be disintegrating not even hours after the end of the High School
part of their lives. Angel was leaving, because nothing held him in Sunnydale except
bittersweet memories.
Xander had planned going on a road trip and possibly moving to be with Cordy as he
had been able to get good enough scores to get into a number of colleges.
Cordy had lost all her money as her father had been caught by the IRS, but she had
gotten money together from stipends and with her and Xander each having a job, it just
might work out for them.
She herself was also going to some college eventhough, she hadn`t been forced to
decide yet between any of her possible options, and there was still the issue of Oz.
Only the future of Giles and Jenny was uncertain, but they were both very capable
people and Willow was sure that it would work out for them. But if they all left, who
would carry on the legacy of Buffy, who would protect Sunnydale from evil. Willow
sighed heavily as they shuffled Giles into the car.
"What about the future?", Willow asked and looked to Jenny as she closed the door to
the car.
"I don`t know yet to be honest. Wendy has died, so there is probably already a new
Slayer somewhere in this world. And there`s always Faith", Jenny explained.
"I meant our future. We`re all more or less leaving Sunnydale", Willow said and looked
back at her former school.
"Oh. I don`t know either. Rupert shouldn`t train any more Slayers. It`s too hard on him.
He loves all those girls… Well, some more than others, but he is still emotionally
invested in them. And when something like this happens it hurts him so much. Did you
know that he still has nightmares about Buffy`s death? He can`t let it go. If I have
anything to say on this matter, I`ll suggest we move somewhere else", Jenny walked
around the car. "Do you want me to drive you home?", She asked.
"No, I have my own car now. I am going to the hospital. There`s a redhaired boy, who I
need to be with right now. We`ll talk right", Willow walked off towards her graduation gift
her car.
"I´ll call you", Jenny called out before she lost sight of Willow. She sighed, they all had
too many wounds to heal. They had seen too much. Maybe it really was time to leave to
safety of humanity in the hands of someone else. Someone new. She would make him
choose another path. She would get him retired. It was better, if they all left Sunnydale.
In another place bathed eternally in light.
"The balance is severely disrupted again. Her unwarranted death is still creating huge
ripples. Now we must rely upon the Wild Slayer and another one, who shouldn`t have
been chosen at all. The Messenger wasn`t enough in the face of the disruptive chaos of
her undestined death. We are getting more and more dependent on the demonic
Powers That Be, that selfstyled force of demonic good. Their champion Angel and his
demonic guides are currently outnumbering our agents and day by day we`re relying on
demons to do the good thing. And all the while people destined to be champions… true
forces of good are choosing different paths and forging new destinies for themselves. I
say it`s enough", A deep and grave voice coming from a flame of pure blue explained.
"All man has the ability to choose their own path. Maybe we`re trying to control too
much", a voice seeming to come from a thousand sources said.
"Too much. Don`t be foolish. We are only demanding the service of a mere few
thousand out of billions. And you say it`s too much. I must say that I don`t agree. We
must bring about balance. The forces of evil has always held too much sway over Earth.
The need for closure on the supernatural is rising faster and faster. Soon it must be
decided. Magic must resurface or go away with all it`s demons, curses and the like. An
age of absolute reason could be coming within a few hundred years and we need to get
ready. The Powers That Be won`t move in that direction. They will not cut off the branch
they`re sitting on, no matter their much doubted good intentions. They have already
broken all treaties and rules more than once. I say we are more than right in bring
another creature to the equation to level out the changes they have made", a voice
coming from everywhere at once said.
In unison the voices together said: "Agreed".
In an even more far away place the forces of dark noticed that their ancient enemy had
finally after millenia made a move and begun to bring their power to the most ancient
Game. And as they couldn`t even fathom their enemy, they just shrugged and went on
with business as usual. They couldn`t protest, they had already many times done things
that warranted even greater retribution. Another warrior wasn`t going to make a
difference. Never.
Part 2 of The Seraph
- a Buffy series by theICEBear
Disclaimer: I claim no right over the characters from BtVS portrayed in the piece of
fiction. All rights of the series Buffy the Vampire Slayer is reserved by Mutant Enemy,
Sandollar, Kuzui Enterprises and Fox. This piece of fiction is not to be reproduced
anywhere or edited without the express consent of the author as named above.
Warning: This piece of literature contains scenes with violence, strong language and
religious references that may be considered offensive. Parental disgression should be
applied.
Note: This story was started just before Surprise during the 2nd season of Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. It represents an alternative storyline, which moves away from the BtVS
story arc as represented in the series for the purpose of the story I want to tell.
Currently we are after the first episode: Dead and Reborn, which took place in the
middle of would have been Buffy`s senior year. This story picks up just after the
graduation of Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordelia and the battle against the Mayor.
Chapter 1: End of an era
The explosion echoed around the blocks and pieces of the School rained down all
around them. Willow looked at Xander laying the shadows of a tree. A vampire had
bitten him, but Jenny was taking care of his wound. A lot of people hadn`t survived.
Many many of her closest friends and people she had seen every day had died in the
last ten minutes. They seemed to have been the longest of her life. Willow smelled the
sulphur and soot floating in the air. She felt that somehow all bad events in her life
ended in an inferno of fire.
Nothing moved within the building anymore. Small flames burned still here and there. In
what had once been the Sunnydale High School Library the last remains of the Mayor of
Sunnydale transformed back into human form. Not far away was another charred
corpse, which by some amazing coincidence hadn`t been blown to smithereens. Wendy
hadn`t made it out in time. The girl trust into a situation, which shouldn`t have been her
destiny, had failed for the last time.
Willow cried. Oz was hurt, but she didn`t cry for him. She cried for her friends, who had
died these last three years, and those had died this very day. They had joined forces to
fight an enemy which threathened to overwhelm their town, to end their very lives. She
turned and walked towards her favorite englishman.
Giles sat in the grass and stared out over the field of debris, terrified teens, firetrucks
and rescue workers, but he knew that for many people the rescue came to late. And he
knew for one special girl in particular all hope was out. It was the result of previous
experience and from what he had seen, he knew for sure that Wendy had not escaped
the terrible attack of the Mayor or the gigantic snake-like demon he had become.
She had not come out before the explosion. He had looked inside the window. The
Mayor now fully formed had gotten hold of her, before she had been able to jump out
the window. For a second he had hesitated then he made the most terrible decision of
his life and he had turned the detonator, he had blown up the school just as the Mayor
had slain one of humanity`s greatest allies against evil.
He liked Wendy eventhough she had always seemed distant and not quite… He had
blown her up and he was left feeling guilty and deeply disgusted at himself. His rational
mind kept telling him, it had been the only way to save everybody in Sunnydale and that
there had been no hope for the caught Slayer. But guilt was flowing throughout his mind
like a dark poison. Finally he began crying in despair.
Willow stopped. Giles was crying like a baby and maybe without his knowledge
mumbling Wendy`s name again and again. She felt a cold tear hit her arm.
Willow was again reliving the moment as the Mayor began his demonic transformation,
and Mr. Trick`s vampires began swarming the ground. She remembered everybody
drawing their weapons and getting ready for the final battle.
Oz and Larry had lead the flamethrower group, which had been attacked first by the
Mayor. Oz had escaped only to be badly burned by the explosion of a flamethrower.
They had taken him to the hospital with a lot of the other victims.
Victims like Cordelia, who had been bitten and nearly killed by Mr. Trick, until Angel had
staked him, or like Harmony, who had literally been consumed by the vampire throng.
Xander who had tried to help Angel with the vampires, and who was now being carted
away to join the other wounded at the hospital.
Willow looked over the grounds as the sun was being to peek out from the strange
eclipse, which had foreshadowed the Mayor`s transformation. Angel was nowhere in
sight. She hoped he had made back under cover.
Suddenly a voice snapped Willow out of her thoughts: "Willow? Could you help me
please?".
It was Jennifer Giles formerly Calendar, Giles wife and these days the pillar of strength
for them all. She had recognized Willow`s innate magical knack and they had together
sought and won full wiccan powers. She had also helped in the fight and had just like
Willow narrowly missed getting more than just the small bruises that they carried like
badges of honor.
"Yes, of course", Willow replied and turned to help Jenny carry what turned out to be
Johnathan from her class up onto a stretcher. Willow and Wendy had just recently
stopped him from commiting suicide with a hunting rifle.
"We should get him home", Jenny said after the paramedics had moved Johnathan
away from the still smoking buildings of Sunnydale High, and nodded in the direction of
her husband. Willow nodded mutely.
"Will Angel leave now?" Jenny looked up at her redheaded friend.
"Yeah, he said so. He is going to stay in LA, until he has made up his mind what to do
next", Willow said as they dragged Giles into a standing position.
"We`re going home honey", Jenny whispered to her now catatonic husband. He kept
mumbling the names of all the Slayers who he had known and loved.
Willow worried. Giles had made the hardest decision imaginable, he had been forced to
blow up his own friend. However she was sure that he wouldn`t have done it if there had
been any chance of escape for Wendy.
Their group seemed to be disintegrating not even hours after the end of the High School
part of their lives. Angel was leaving, because nothing held him in Sunnydale except
bittersweet memories.
Xander had planned going on a road trip and possibly moving to be with Cordy as he
had been able to get good enough scores to get into a number of colleges.
Cordy had lost all her money as her father had been caught by the IRS, but she had
gotten money together from stipends and with her and Xander each having a job, it just
might work out for them.
She herself was also going to some college eventhough, she hadn`t been forced to
decide yet between any of her possible options, and there was still the issue of Oz.
Only the future of Giles and Jenny was uncertain, but they were both very capable
people and Willow was sure that it would work out for them. But if they all left, who
would carry on the legacy of Buffy, who would protect Sunnydale from evil. Willow
sighed heavily as they shuffled Giles into the car.
"What about the future?", Willow asked and looked to Jenny as she closed the door to
the car.
"I don`t know yet to be honest. Wendy has died, so there is probably already a new
Slayer somewhere in this world. And there`s always Faith", Jenny explained.
"I meant our future. We`re all more or less leaving Sunnydale", Willow said and looked
back at her former school.
"Oh. I don`t know either. Rupert shouldn`t train any more Slayers. It`s too hard on him.
He loves all those girls… Well, some more than others, but he is still emotionally
invested in them. And when something like this happens it hurts him so much. Did you
know that he still has nightmares about Buffy`s death? He can`t let it go. If I have
anything to say on this matter, I`ll suggest we move somewhere else", Jenny walked
around the car. "Do you want me to drive you home?", She asked.
"No, I have my own car now. I am going to the hospital. There`s a redhaired boy, who I
need to be with right now. We`ll talk right", Willow walked off towards her graduation gift
her car.
"I´ll call you", Jenny called out before she lost sight of Willow. She sighed, they all had
too many wounds to heal. They had seen too much. Maybe it really was time to leave to
safety of humanity in the hands of someone else. Someone new. She would make him
choose another path. She would get him retired. It was better, if they all left Sunnydale.
In another place bathed eternally in light.
"The balance is severely disrupted again. Her unwarranted death is still creating huge
ripples. Now we must rely upon the Wild Slayer and another one, who shouldn`t have
been chosen at all. The Messenger wasn`t enough in the face of the disruptive chaos of
her undestined death. We are getting more and more dependent on the demonic
Powers That Be, that selfstyled force of demonic good. Their champion Angel and his
demonic guides are currently outnumbering our agents and day by day we`re relying on
demons to do the good thing. And all the while people destined to be champions… true
forces of good are choosing different paths and forging new destinies for themselves. I
say it`s enough", A deep and grave voice coming from a flame of pure blue explained.
"All man has the ability to choose their own path. Maybe we`re trying to control too
much", a voice seeming to come from a thousand sources said.
"Too much. Don`t be foolish. We are only demanding the service of a mere few
thousand out of billions. And you say it`s too much. I must say that I don`t agree. We
must bring about balance. The forces of evil has always held too much sway over Earth.
The need for closure on the supernatural is rising faster and faster. Soon it must be
decided. Magic must resurface or go away with all it`s demons, curses and the like. An
age of absolute reason could be coming within a few hundred years and we need to get
ready. The Powers That Be won`t move in that direction. They will not cut off the branch
they`re sitting on, no matter their much doubted good intentions. They have already
broken all treaties and rules more than once. I say we are more than right in bring
another creature to the equation to level out the changes they have made", a voice
coming from everywhere at once said.
In unison the voices together said: "Agreed".
In an even more far away place the forces of dark noticed that their ancient enemy had
finally after millenia made a move and begun to bring their power to the most ancient
Game. And as they couldn`t even fathom their enemy, they just shrugged and went on
with business as usual. They couldn`t protest, they had already many times done things
that warranted even greater retribution. Another warrior wasn`t going to make a
difference. Never.