Author's Notes: To the readers and anons, thank you guys for the reviews, I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter. I have to mention that this story is not going to have a direct save the world plot, as this one is more of a reflection of events that happens through Buffy's eyes. That aside, enjoy!
Chapter Two
May 1996
Hemery High
The event that she had planned mercilessly for months on end had come to disastrous ruins on that particular night. In the back of her mind, she no longer cared. A duty had to be performed. Instead of banners, props, and swaying bodies, she saw carnage, death, and ashes. Ashes that once belonged to the opposing forces of the night.
Before her eyes, she saw what was happening: the vampire king and his coterie of undead leaving a trail of chaos among the humans running for their lives, desperately searching for a way to escape from the never ending terror that her enemies were inflicting.
Stake in hand, she dashed her way through the crowd, dusting vampire after vampire left and right, her eyes never looking back to access the destruction.
Only one vampire mattered. And he would soon be given a gift: his death at her hands.
"Everyone, out!" she barked, wiping her stake clean.
Most of the gym had cleared, save for the young woman that stood motionlessly in the center, her heart accelerating against her fevered chest. Ashes and trails of blood clung to the chiffon layers of her dress and heels, her blond hair in disarray while she kept a firm hold of her ashen weapon, as if it were a life that needed to be protected at all costs.
But a fire continued to shimmer in her eyes, and it would not stop until her mission was done. Even if it meant fighting to the death.
"Come out, wherever you are, Lothos." Quickly, she felt a sensation protruding through her skin as her body shivered. She could feel him, sense him nearby. She whirls towards the closed entrance of the gym, her heart threatening to rip itself apart at the sight of the hulking bloodsucker. Unlike most vampires she had encountered, Lothos was beautiful; impossibly so. She felt eyes of deep glacier blue on hers as he tossed his long mane of blond hair aside, his lustrous lips indented by needle point fangs.
Momentarily, she shuts her eyes, bile and desire rising in her throat as her mind recalled the one thing she had never been able to sever: the powerful connection that lingered between them, the way he had always been able to penetrate her dreams and make her lose herself in him.
She feels him taking a step closer, but she crouches away towards the rafters in an attempt to steady herself. "Don't come any closer," she warns with her palm raised. He opens his mouth to speak, but she immediately stops him. "I mean it. Stay away or I'll kill you."
"Do you actually believe that you could do such a thing, Slayer? You didn't before, and you cannot now. You are a part of me as I have always been a part of you. I am your destiny, as you are mine."
But you are not the man who comforts me in my dreams. You're heartless. You don't love, she quietly demands.
"Don't I?" he reads her mind, wrapping a pale hand around her throat. Not rough, but gentle, his cool breath tickles against her skin, causing her legs to weaken in a helpless gesture. She was slowly losing herself in the hypnotic gaze of his eyes, noticing nothing else but him. "you don't feel my love for you? All those nights; you and I in bed, Slayer and vampire, making passionate love. You never felt it?"
"I..." she whimpered. She couldn't deny it. And it frightened her to the core.
"This is not over yet, my love," he whispers against her ear before plunging his cold lips against hers, their tongues lashing and colliding. "I will come for you when you are ready." Seconds later, he vanishes, and she is left alone to face the unfathomable consequences that were about to come.
What have I done?
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Hours later, lost in her thoughts, she trudges towards her room, barely noticing that her mother and father had entered into another argument.
She carelessly tosses her jacket and heels aside, and trots towards her bed, her eyes tinged with tears and blurred mascara.
"You let him go," the shadowed man accused, purposefully keeping a distance from her.
"I couldn't kill him. I couldn't," she warily shrugged her shoulders. Her desire now was only to sleep, not to be confronted by her actions.
"Because you didn't want to. I saw the look on your face when he touched you like that. You wanted to lose yourself in him. Again." His jaw clenched, but she didn't notice.
"Of course I did. Because he understands what it's like to be a hunter, to be constantly surrounded by darkness," she cried. She doesn't bother to glance at him, preferring to keep her eyes away. "There was always a connection between us; something that never was explained to me since I became the Slayer. I can't shut it off, no matter how much I want to. He's always there, in my dreams, my thoughts, my heart."
And she didn't know what to do. She was torn. Because of her actions, the people she had meant to protect would be put in danger once more. When? She couldn't pinpoint. "Well, I came to tell you that you can't dwell on your mistakes for long. Your mother, your father; they're done. And soon, fate will call you to another city. You'll soon be saying goodbye to the City of Angels. And him for that matter," he informed. "And I will see you there. In person."
And he disappears, leaving her stunned.
She suddenly wakes, her face trickling with sweat.
"I guess this is goodbye. Until we meet again. If I want to."
A/N: This was written to be the final chapter for this story, but as soon as I finished typing it, I realized that there was a potential to write a spinoff for it. I might pull that off, including rewriting the interaction that happened between Buffy and Lothos and why he was pursuing her, as I felt that that part was never really addressed in the movie. And of course, if I do write the spinoff, the "shadowed man" will be there as well. I was going to reveal his identity, but I decided to save that and leave it for you guys to figure out. Let me know if you guys would like for me to write a sequel. If I do decide to write it, I will say this: It will have a mature rating.
