ultimate sacrifice

Chapter 10

After what seemed to be forever of crying, Buffy who was still a little shaken up, but was able to stand. She sniffed. I better get home before my mother finds that I was still out of the house.

She slowly begain to walk towards her house but decided to make one more sweep by the cemetery. Who was she expecting to see, she didn't know. I just need more time...which...time I don't know that I have. I mean...I need...she propped against the wall that seperated the street from the cemetery. She felt that her legs were going to give out on her so she hopped on the edge of the stone fence. Staring out in the cemetery that she has come to known so well over the past couple of years. I'm...what going to miss this place? how can I think that. I might be the next one in here.

She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. I can't...breathing became a chore for her. Now that the sun has set she stares off into the darkness, a newly carved statue and freshly dirt mound catch her eye. Is that my grave? she asked outloud or is that another...one last...she sniffed vampire for me to stake. I can't abandon my duties to check it out. She swings her legs over the edge so that she now in the cemetery, what could hurt I'm...already late...

She aproaches the statue looking up at...at a statue of herself. She can't believe what she is seeing, me? they are ready buried me? She reaches out to touch the sone figure, rubbing her hands down the face of the statue, she feels the smoothness of the stone, it feels real to me. Is this what my life has come to? She lets more tears slid down her face. A statue of a person holding a stake, what are people going to think of me now. She knelt in the freshly dirt. She felt the dirt, still moist...like...she slid her fingers into the moist dirt and let the particals ease through her fingers. I'm...I'm just dirt like the rest of this world. She smeared some of it on her face. Is this all...that will be left. She lowered her head and sighed.

Go home...her inter voice said. Go home you are late...

The moon was now shining down through the clouds, lighting Buffy's way out of the cemetery. Noises carried on in the air, this making her jumpy in a way she could never recall. ever...even when...she couldn't remember a time that she felt so...so small and alone...so helpless. it's all in my head, I'm the slayer. I souldn't not fear anything but this...this I do. Yes, the guys are looking for away to free me but...I'm not use to being all this helpless. I hated it. What am I going to do...if we don't find away...is this how my life's going to end? She shook her head. She didn't want to think about it anymore. She sniffed, I have so many plans I want to do, this can't be the end, not for me. She tried to give herself some confidence.

Her spine stiffened, and a thrill of nervousness skittered up and down like fingers made of ice. Waves of chills invaded her every thought. She spun around, looking all about, thinking that any minute a shadow would be...another kind of wave that of a shockwave like before. Why haven't I had one of those? Maybe who ever was behide those was...was gone and that I'm...I'm left here...left here to die walking home. How could anyone be so cruel to me. This is not how I want to be remembered. I don't want to be remebered to be the slayer that was tricked. I want to go out fighting, it's the only way. Tears threatened as she continued to walk onto the sidewalk. In the shadows of the street lights a figure salks. Get it together, I have to get back on track, I have to focus..

Spike watched her from a distance. Why is she...he watched her for a minute. Something's not right, she's...I don't know. Something's different but what. Then when she went under one of the lamps he saw something sparkle, that caught his attention. something like...oh no. That's not. I...he stepped closer and a twig snapped. She shot her head in his direction.

"Spike?" she called out. but there was no answer back.

What does he want...why? she considered kicking his butt right then and there but in total fustration realised that she was to...to what she thought. To weak...I'm not weak. She stepped forward and hard on the payment. She felt painful muscle cramp. wha...maybe that's what he wanted to get me alone and then kill me. she swallowed, but he...he wouldn't...would he? I wouldn't put anything past him. a sharp pain entered her body, she tried to shake it off.

I have to know if that is the same one that I had. He caught up with her. It seemed to be the same one but he couldn't rest until he know for sure. He reached out, clasped his hand around her arm and spun her around so that she was faceing him. She wanted to scream, but her voice never came. She stuggled to get away but felt like her whole body was made of clay.

"Will you stop that," he whined. She did glaring into his eyes. She swallowed. Terror filled her body.

"Please, just get this over with." she responded as she turned her head from him not wanting to look at him anymore. This is...this is it. This is the last thing that I'm going to see...to do...

tbc...