Part 6
Author's Note: Dream Sequence. Song is "I Only Have Eyes" for you by The Flamingos
"My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you ."
The room was cold and empty when she opened her eyes. These weren't her blankets and it wasn't her bed. Wrapping the heavy red satin blankets around her body, she rose slowly from the bed and ventured further into the dark apartment, up ahead a long looking glass balanced against the wall, offering a small gleam of light as it reflected the darkness. Approaching it cautiously she touch it with her hand, feeling it ripple beneath her skin like the dark ocean water. Looking around her surroundings once more she stepped through the mirror, into the dark black substance that coated her limbs and hair and seeped through her pores until it filled her as she continued deeper.
"De bop de bop
De bop de bop ."
Sliding out of the mirror she emerged on the other side of a wall. The room was dimly lit by moonlight that seeped in through heavily curtained windows. Walking forwards into the darkness she was made aware of the sounds of moaning coming from the bed against the wall. Before her two figures writhed on the bed, sweat coating their skin as his pale hand tousled by her black hair, while yet another hand ran it's cool fingers down the golden skin of the woman beneath them.
"Angel." His brown eyes met her hazel ones a sadistic smile on his face as the woman beneath him sat up in the bed, her brown eyes turning black.
"Jenny," Buffy's mouthed the words without speaking frozen in spot as the couple looked at her before turning back to each other and sharing a brutal kiss that left Jenny's mouth bloodied. Turning away from the site of them clinging to each other she looked back for the mirror only to find it gone, a hallway in it's stead.
"Are the stars out tonight?
De bop de bop
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright ."
Her feet padded against the carpeted hallway as she ran away from the room, their laughter ringing in her ears. On either side of her large marble doors loomed, faces poking out of them to gaze at her as she ran. Small stone hands grappled at her, trying to pull her down, into the dark abyss that ate up the floor behind her. Dropping the heavy velvet cover and the hands that clutched at it she continued down the dark hallway, towards the figure that stood calm at the end. Tripping she hit the floor hard as it faltered between rich crimson carpet and trampled earth. Standing again she felt the hands receding from her, the flash of blond hair and black leather weaving in and out of the fallen limbs, to fast for her to see.
"I only have eyes for you
Dear
De bop de bop ."
Bursting through the light she landed on the ground, panting amidst the moist earth and cool grass. She could hear the soft sounds of feet approaching her, felt the cool body as it lay beside her, staring up at the sky.
"You know, luv," he said casually, a cigarette hanging limply from his mouth, "This isn't over yet. You can't just lose yourself in some meadow and pretend it's all goin' to be alright. This meadow, " he gestured grandly towards the space around them, "Isn't even real."
"Then what is," she turned to face him and his eyes grew dark, grabbing her hand he pulled her up so that she could see straight up before her, and the stones that rested there. Walking forward she stooped down beside the stones, tracing their u-shape with her cool hands.
"Read them, Slayer," he said, placing his hand on her bare shoulder.
She looked up at him and shivered, pulling the long white dress closer around her, "I don't want to."
"Sometimes, luv," he said gently, picking up a stone and handing it to her, "We all have to see the things we don't."
"The moon may be high
De bop de bop
But I can't see a thing in the sky ."
"Why," she turned back to him, only to find him gone. Turning back to the stones she squinted against the hot desert sun and the sand that swirled around her. Before her she could see the stones sinking into the sand. Reaching out blindly against the sand storm she tried to grab for them but failed, falling hard on her face instead as the wind died down.
"Slayer." The voice was raspy and ancient standing she felt the wind blow her small sundress against her skin as she listened for the voice again.
"Slayer." It was closer to her now, whipping around she stared face to face with the Slayer in front of her. The first Slayer's matted hair swirled around her face, the white war paint donning her features screamed in the glaring sunlight, as she looked Buffy up and down.
"Darkness is the core of a Slayer," Gesturing to Buffy's dress with her weapon the Slayer began to circle. Buffy looked down at the white dress which she wore once more, like her hands it was coated with blood. Staring back up at the Slayer she noticed that she had stopped in front of her again, "It is only when one accepts who they are that they can fight the Darkness and the Light. That is a Slayer."
"I only have eyes for you . "
Author's Note: Dream Sequence. Song is "I Only Have Eyes" for you by The Flamingos
"My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you ."
The room was cold and empty when she opened her eyes. These weren't her blankets and it wasn't her bed. Wrapping the heavy red satin blankets around her body, she rose slowly from the bed and ventured further into the dark apartment, up ahead a long looking glass balanced against the wall, offering a small gleam of light as it reflected the darkness. Approaching it cautiously she touch it with her hand, feeling it ripple beneath her skin like the dark ocean water. Looking around her surroundings once more she stepped through the mirror, into the dark black substance that coated her limbs and hair and seeped through her pores until it filled her as she continued deeper.
"De bop de bop
De bop de bop ."
Sliding out of the mirror she emerged on the other side of a wall. The room was dimly lit by moonlight that seeped in through heavily curtained windows. Walking forwards into the darkness she was made aware of the sounds of moaning coming from the bed against the wall. Before her two figures writhed on the bed, sweat coating their skin as his pale hand tousled by her black hair, while yet another hand ran it's cool fingers down the golden skin of the woman beneath them.
"Angel." His brown eyes met her hazel ones a sadistic smile on his face as the woman beneath him sat up in the bed, her brown eyes turning black.
"Jenny," Buffy's mouthed the words without speaking frozen in spot as the couple looked at her before turning back to each other and sharing a brutal kiss that left Jenny's mouth bloodied. Turning away from the site of them clinging to each other she looked back for the mirror only to find it gone, a hallway in it's stead.
"Are the stars out tonight?
De bop de bop
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright ."
Her feet padded against the carpeted hallway as she ran away from the room, their laughter ringing in her ears. On either side of her large marble doors loomed, faces poking out of them to gaze at her as she ran. Small stone hands grappled at her, trying to pull her down, into the dark abyss that ate up the floor behind her. Dropping the heavy velvet cover and the hands that clutched at it she continued down the dark hallway, towards the figure that stood calm at the end. Tripping she hit the floor hard as it faltered between rich crimson carpet and trampled earth. Standing again she felt the hands receding from her, the flash of blond hair and black leather weaving in and out of the fallen limbs, to fast for her to see.
"I only have eyes for you
Dear
De bop de bop ."
Bursting through the light she landed on the ground, panting amidst the moist earth and cool grass. She could hear the soft sounds of feet approaching her, felt the cool body as it lay beside her, staring up at the sky.
"You know, luv," he said casually, a cigarette hanging limply from his mouth, "This isn't over yet. You can't just lose yourself in some meadow and pretend it's all goin' to be alright. This meadow, " he gestured grandly towards the space around them, "Isn't even real."
"Then what is," she turned to face him and his eyes grew dark, grabbing her hand he pulled her up so that she could see straight up before her, and the stones that rested there. Walking forward she stooped down beside the stones, tracing their u-shape with her cool hands.
"Read them, Slayer," he said, placing his hand on her bare shoulder.
She looked up at him and shivered, pulling the long white dress closer around her, "I don't want to."
"Sometimes, luv," he said gently, picking up a stone and handing it to her, "We all have to see the things we don't."
"The moon may be high
De bop de bop
But I can't see a thing in the sky ."
"Why," she turned back to him, only to find him gone. Turning back to the stones she squinted against the hot desert sun and the sand that swirled around her. Before her she could see the stones sinking into the sand. Reaching out blindly against the sand storm she tried to grab for them but failed, falling hard on her face instead as the wind died down.
"Slayer." The voice was raspy and ancient standing she felt the wind blow her small sundress against her skin as she listened for the voice again.
"Slayer." It was closer to her now, whipping around she stared face to face with the Slayer in front of her. The first Slayer's matted hair swirled around her face, the white war paint donning her features screamed in the glaring sunlight, as she looked Buffy up and down.
"Darkness is the core of a Slayer," Gesturing to Buffy's dress with her weapon the Slayer began to circle. Buffy looked down at the white dress which she wore once more, like her hands it was coated with blood. Staring back up at the Slayer she noticed that she had stopped in front of her again, "It is only when one accepts who they are that they can fight the Darkness and the Light. That is a Slayer."
"I only have eyes for you . "
