May 1999
It was the beginning of summer for Sunnydale students. Also the ending of my relationship with Buffy. You see I was with her for 2 years, on and off. But like all good things it had to end, lets just say out of a small case of insanity and outside interference.
I first saw Buffy in 1995 on the steps of her former high school in Los Angeles. She was incredible. I've never seen a sight like her in all my life. Young, sweet, innocent, with a touch of fire you just had to feel like experiencing. I was living as a bum, eating rats, hanging out in an alley in New York when I was given the opportunity to become someone.
Well I made a choice, and I never, ever questioned it.
When I saw Buffy, she was being called to become the slayer and she had no clue what was about to happen. For a year I followed her around from a distance to not draw attention to myself, while close enough to pick off any stragglers that tried to sneak up on her.
Because she started slaying more and paying attention less in school, her grades suffered. Plus there was that one kid, Pike I think his name was? Well anyway he was around her helping out along with her watcher. Never caught his name.
Too make a long story short, her watcher was killed by Lothos. Who was frightened by me by the way. She then burned downed the gym of her high school. I know by then her parents split and Buffy and her mom were planning to move to Sunnydale.
I then packed all my stuff, which wasn't much, then moved to Sunnydale before Buffy. I had maybe about a month to learn about everything and well as they say, the rest is history.
Fast track to her junior year 1998. It was well hell. I lost my soul due to a moment of pure happiness, gypsies pulled a fast one on me, and tried to kill Buffy and her friends. It wasn't me, it was Angelus that did that, but I have his memories so its really confusing. I had my soul restored thanks to Willow and got sent to hell to close Acathala.
I came back in a weird way, I think it was divine intervention or something, still not quite sure on the details. Anyway I was, didn't know who I was or were I was just knew I was back. I remember running and hunting for rabbits then a small fist to the face. I knew I ran into Buffy when my mind started retracing and remembering. To say I was freaked was an understatement.
She helped me recover then we eventually got back together. Or as together me and her could be. They mayor managed to plant seeds of doubt in my head and her mom also talked me into breaking it off with Buffy. So I did. I broke with her in order for her live a normal life. Ha what an idiot I was. I was then poisoned then rescued by Buffy. Crazy girl actually allowed me to feed of her to save my life. She survived but she had some wicked sexual release following that. We fought the mayor afterward.
High school got blown up and I was finally going to leave after much internal battle. For 2 weeks I fought with myself to stay or not to stay. Reasoning won out mainly by thinking that if me and her stayed together, one of us was going to fuck up basically. Especially me. And in our case that was a no no.
Simply then afterwards, I left. I was outside of Sunnydale when some Army men caught me by surprise and captured me. I put up a fight but eventually the electricity won out and I got the hell shocked out of me. Since remembering what happened, that following year made hell seem like a vacation, especially since they found out how to turn a vamp into a human.
