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"Quod perditum est, invenietur," Oz began, reading the Latin book.
"Not dead... nor not of the living. Spirits of the interregnum, I call," Willow chanted. "Gods, bind him. Cast his heart from the... evil... realm. Return. I call on..." Willow began to pant. The spell was taking a lot out of her. She had to stop, she might not live if she tried to finish the spell. Then again, if she didn't try at all, she would die anyways. She continued.
"Te implor, Doamne, nu ignora aceasta rugaminte." Something ran through Willow's blood, an energy pulsating through her, rejuvenating her. She could continue, she had to. Nothing could go wrong. Buffy would have her soul.
"What's this we have here?" Buffy asked in a saccharine voice. She picked up the book the paper that lay in Willow's lap. "Curse of a Soul? You've been very naughty, Willow!" Oz and Amy stared at Buffy in shock as she reverted to her game face. "Allow me to relieve you of your sins."
"Don't touch her!" Oz found himself shouting. Buffy snapped her head to the thin boy.
"Who is this?" Buffy asked curiously. "Willing to risk your life for her? It'll cost you." Buffy grabbed Oz and brought his neck to her mouth. Her elongated fangs pierced into his skin as he cried out. His body fell limp to the floor as Amy tried to escape.
"Not so fast!" Buffy grabbed onto Amy and drained her, leaving her dead body on the ground next to Oz's.
"You gonna run too?" Buffy asked. Willow shook her head. "Aren't you the brave one." Buffy held onto the pale girl and stroked her hair. "Poor little Willow, all alone and afraid. I can stop that pain." Buffy's fangs sunk into the girl's skin as she drained her of her life. 3 more down, just 1 to go.
Angel raced, faster and faster. He had no idea where he was going, but he let his instincts take over as he raced into the night. He was led by someone, something, to Sunnydale High.
The library. Angel quickened his fast run, sprinting to get to Willow. He had to reach her.
Angel swung open the door to find 3 bodies on the ground, all dead.
"Awwww, you're late, Angel," Buffy said. "You could have joined in." Angel ignored Buffy and raced to Willow's body.
Please be in there, he begged. No reply came, although he didn't expect one. Her heartbeat had stopped. There was no saving her. Angel quickly stood, whirling around in game face.
"You did this," he snarled. "You took an innocent girl's life, not to mention 6 other lives, if not more!"
"And yet, somehow I just don't care." Buffy's eyes gazed behind Angel and her grin widened. Angel turned to see Willow standing up slowly.
"Willow!" She smiled. "You… died." Realization suddenly hit Angel. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
"I'm not," Willow said.
"Not for that," he said, "though I am sorry for that. I'm sorry for this." Angel's hidden stake made it's way into Willow's dead heart. Willow exploded into ash and dust.
"Why'd you do that?" Buffy shouted. "I make a new friend, and you kill her!"
"Leave here," he hissed. "And never return, or I will stake you."
"You can't do it," she whispered. "You can't kill me."
Angel grabbed onto Buffy's neck and poised the stake above her heart.
"Can and will," he said. He willed the stake to go into her heart, using all of his strengths to force it into her chest, yet he couldn't. She was right. He could never possibly kill her.
"Angel," she gasped suddenly. "Angel, help me."
"I'm not going to fall for the innocent girl routine," Angel said coldly.
"Angel please!" she cried. "My heart… it hurts. I've killed them all. You're the only one left."
"Buffy…"
"Angel, please. I know you still love me, and I still love you. Spike is right, I can never stop loving you."
"How am I supposed to believe this?" Angel shouted in rage. "You killed everyone close to you, and yet you expect me to believe that you're lost!"
"But I am." Buffy stared into Angel's eyes, willing him to believe her. Angel looked deeply inside her, trying to see if she truly was being honest or just trying to use him again. As much as he wanted an excuse to stake her, he could find none. He found himself being pulled into a passionate kiss.
Angel's mind yelled out protests, reminding himself that she was a soulless vampire, one that killed everyone she knew. He couldn't pull away, though. It was Buffy, always Buffy. Deep inside, she was still herself, not even being a vampire could change that.
The kiss ended after what seemed like an eternity.
"What do we do now?" Angel asked quietly.
"Oh, Angel!" Buffy buried her head into Angel's chest and began to bawl. "I turned Ms. Calendar, I have no idea where she is, probably wreaking havoc somewhere. I killed Xander, Cordelia, Giles, and," her voice cracked, "Willow. I turned my best friend, the closest friend I've ever had! I tried to make you lose your soul! I'm a horrible person!"
"It's ok, Buffy, everything is going to be ok," Angel soothed.
"No it isn't!" Buffy suddenly pulled back from Angel. "I killed everyone I loved! I would have tortured them if I had the time! And after all I had done, Willow tried to save me. I killed her. I killed everyone, and she still wanted to save me. And how did I repay her? By turning her! The only thing worse I could have done was kill my mom!"
"Buffy, it wasn't you!"
"It was me. I'm no different than I just was! I would still be killing if you weren't here!" Buffy suddenly hit Angel. "Thanks a lot! I was happy killing my friends until you came! Why do you do this to me? How do you make me feel this way?" She began to cry again.
"I don't know," Angel whispered. "All I know is you do the same thing to me."
"Angel, you have to help me."
"How?"
"I don't know. I just want it all to go away!" Buffy buried herself in Angel's chest again and began to ball. Angel said nothing. Even if he wanted to, he would have not known what to say. All he could do was hold Buffy and provide her with comfort. Things would get better. She could be herself again. As long as he was there, she would be there, and that was all that matter. That was all that ever mattered.
A/N: You like? That was the end… but I know that a lot of people HATE angsty endings (no idea why) and that they might kill me if I leave it like this, so I promise I will write another chapter that will make everything better. So if you like this ending, once I've posted the next chapter, don't read it. If you want a happy ending, then go on. Review!