Hey guys, this is my very first story. Please let me know if you think I should continue. I'm not set on anything yet. I'm basically coming up with it as I go along. So feedback would be really appreciated. Thanks a bunch!
ATTN: I've revamped this entire chapter, fixed errors and typos. I'm going to gradually do this to all of the chapters and then add new ones.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy The Vampire Slayer or Harry Potter. They are owned respectively by Joss Whedon & J.K Rowling.
Many cuts and scrapes decorated her body. She was on a bed in an unfamiliar room. She couldn't summon the energy to be surprised because it didn't matter much anymore.
'Everyone's gone.' She thought with a sense of dread making her stomach and chest feel as if they had been filled with ice cold water.
With that sinking grasping of reality, she closed her eyes and softly cried herself to sleep. She dreamt of things as they were, just only one day ago before everyone had died. On the other hand, killed is probably more appropriate. This girl once strong and solid was now weak and had crumbled. She was all alone now, more alone than she had ever been.
Light poured in through the open window. Slowly stirring, the only Slayer left on earth, Buffy Summers, opened her eyes and blearily took in her new surroundings. It was a small and plain room, with stone walls and bedroom furniture in peculiar patterns and colors.
She had no one, not Willow, not Xander, not Dawn, not Giles, not even Anya (who at this point she would be glad to have), not even Spike (who surprisingly she missed just the same). Where would she go? What would she do? Why had she survived? Why did everyone have to die? How could she survive without them? These questions raced through her mind at a speed that made her dizzy.
Trying to remember where she was and what she was doing there. She was struck all of a sudden by memories that made her stumble back to the bed and stiffly sit down on it.
"B!" Shouted Faith, as she saw Buffy get pierced through the stomach by a bringer and drop like a sack of potatoes.
"Buffy!" Dawn screamed in her high pitched voice, as she saw her sister fall to the ground face first.
Faith quickly ran to her Slayer sister's side, "B, Are you okay?"
"Faith, Hold the line, beat them back!" Buffy said to Faith mustering the strength to hand her the scythe. Faith nodded grimly and quickly leapt into battle as if Buffy's words and the scythe were renewing her strength, but she too was quickly taken down by the Turok-hans and Bringers.
"Rona, here!" Faith shouted throwing the young girl the Scythe, just before as she was overtaken.
Meanwhile the First stood over Buffy taunting her making her so angry, angry enough to summon strength that she didn't even know she had, strength that forced her to get up and finish the job that she had started. She killed many Bringers and Ubervamps and then Spike in all his glory did the rest. He destroyed the First and the Hellmouth, but with it went everyone she ever cared about and she was left behind in the crater that used to be home.
She remembered passing out as soon as it was over, and then what? How did she get here in this room? She quickly got up and crossed the room to look out the only window. She couldn't describe the beauty she saw, the imposing mountains, striking forest, and shining lake. Only one thought crossed her mind.
'Oh crap, I'm not in Sunnydale anymore.'