They Put Him In the Ground
Random Thoughts
POV: Buffy Harris
Beforeplot: Buffy and Xander got married after the rest of their friends were destroyed by "evil forces". They only did it to stay together as friends, but grew to love each other deeply. They slept together a year into their marriage and the result was Alexander Harris, born mortal but had a destiny to match his mother's. Only, against humans. Alexander Harris was to fight in WWIII with his father. His father died a hero, and Alex, with the aid of his mother (disguised as a man) fought the fight. With her superpowers, she lived.
He received a bad blow to the head.
They put him in the ground.
He'd died only a few minutes before and they put him in the ground.
My son.
My baby boy.
Gone.
In the ground.
How was I supposed to tell him that I loved him?
And that I was so proud of him even though he left against my wishes?
In the ground.
My boy...is in the ground.
I wanted to do it myself......
They didn't want me to.
Said I was delicate.
I'm not.
I'm stricken.
Not delicate.
I've never felt this kind of pain.
Something inside me of me was torn out and sent away .
To be put in the ground forever.
And ever.
Nobody will ever get to see his eyes again.
His father's eyes...
He will not get a chance to hold his first child....
To kiss his wife goodbye.
To hear his mother tell him how proud she was.
He's in the ground now.
They put him there.
They tell me that he's gone.
Gone to a better place where he'll be happy.
But I can't help but think
It's wrong to see your son die
To be alive longer than he
You gave him life
You saw him take his first breath
And you're not supposed to see him take his last.
I can feel it
physically
something is gone from inside of me.
something that kept me warm when nights were cold.
I no longer know where my baby is.
for the first time
I'm completely lost in this world full of fury and brutality...and violence.
I'm sick of the violence.
I lived my entire life and some afterlife and never once did I kill a living soul.
But he did.
Because it was his duty.
But it was his duty.
He had to protect what he needed to keep.
He didn't have to save the world.
He just had to save...his world.
But that world let him die.
I will never forget it.
And I will never
Never
Forgive it for that.
May you rest in peace, Alexander.
May you live inside the hearts of those you touched.
And may you be loved in your afterlife as I was in mine.
I love you, my baby.
My baby.