Summary: Futuristic Buffy, starts between 4-6m years after season 6. Buffy
and Spike are done for, but what about their half breed daughter? R/R and
magically more chapters will appear!
"Let her go!" Spike yelled to Magnious, the large and disgusting vampire lord. He laughed. "Come back to us, Spike. She's human, and a slayer at that! Look at her, she's chained, she's not leaving here...she'll die if I break her neck. You won't. You could leave here fine. Come back to the fold." Magnious purred. Spike tried to look away. His beautiful Buffy was beaten and bloodied, hanging from chains. She was 27 and still a goddess to him, the longest living slayer ever. He feared that was to change soon. "Bring him here." Magnious commanded, and the guards dragged Spike to his lover. "William..." she sighed, weakening each second. "Love, oh Love I'm sorry..."he moaned, stricken with fear. "Come now, Spike. Feed from here, better yet- kill her. We'll let you go and live you life with you half human child, any way you like. Just kill your baby's mommy for us." the vamp-lord urged. "I-I-I" he stuttered, shaken by the thought. "Can she feed from me, for strength..."Spike asked, not wanting her to die yet. "Fine, how kinky...do as you will" the lord said. Spike held his wrist to her lips, "Take some, Love. You won't change, not enough for that...you'll be stronger, won't die then." he tried to be cheerful. She took some blood, but refused more than a sip. "Make up your mind, Spike. Dawn's coming, it waits for no one." he reminded. "Can I change her to our kind?"Spike asked. "Gods no! Are you stupid?! She'd overthrow me, all that power! I'm getting impatient. It's obvious you won't kill her, so...we'll kill you, by sun-up. Take her down, bind them together and sit them in the sun's direct rays. After Spike passes on, the Slayer and I will have some intimate moments, then she dies too." "Noo!"Spike howled as his lover was bound to him. "William, William.."she cried, clinging to him with all her might. "Ssh, Love. It'll be okay. They won't find Miranda...she's safe...and she's in good hands."he assured her. "Buffy, from the moment I saw you I wanted you in one way or another. You're perfect, you're amazing...and I love you. I only wish I wasn't a monster...you make me feel like a man again. We've had hard times, but we made it and we'll always be together in here."Spike said, pointing to his heart. He leaned down and kissed his love's lips, which were growning cold. Buffy Anne Summers was near her final end. "I-I love you Spike..."she whispered, wrapping her arms round his waist, her blood flowing onto his hands. She wasn't awake to hear Spike's cried of mourning, to hear his screams of pain or to hear his last words, a private vow of vengeance for his soulmate. Buffy had already passed on by the time Spike's ashes danced upon the sun's golden rays. She was dead, and she left the prophecy unfufilled. She left Miranda behind to fill her legacy.
Miranda pulled a brush through her long, blonde hair. She smiled into the mirror where her image appeared ghostly, it had been that way her whole life, as if half there. She didn't seem to mind, she knew she was special- not why of course. Mir had just turned 16. She was a shy, sheltered girl, blind to the thing she was and who her parents were. It was time she found out. Miranda lived with Xander and Willow, she never called her parents mom or dad. They didn't like it. Mir was born before they were married in 2008, when she was one. She knew her parents were special, Willow was what some called Wiccan. She could do powerful spells, this seemed normal to Mir. In fact, she practiced the magic some too. Xander was a school teacher at her highschool in Windham, California. He taught phys. ed, and was the coolest teacher there. Life was good, life was fairly simple. That night, Mir's world was rocked.
"Let her go!" Spike yelled to Magnious, the large and disgusting vampire lord. He laughed. "Come back to us, Spike. She's human, and a slayer at that! Look at her, she's chained, she's not leaving here...she'll die if I break her neck. You won't. You could leave here fine. Come back to the fold." Magnious purred. Spike tried to look away. His beautiful Buffy was beaten and bloodied, hanging from chains. She was 27 and still a goddess to him, the longest living slayer ever. He feared that was to change soon. "Bring him here." Magnious commanded, and the guards dragged Spike to his lover. "William..." she sighed, weakening each second. "Love, oh Love I'm sorry..."he moaned, stricken with fear. "Come now, Spike. Feed from here, better yet- kill her. We'll let you go and live you life with you half human child, any way you like. Just kill your baby's mommy for us." the vamp-lord urged. "I-I-I" he stuttered, shaken by the thought. "Can she feed from me, for strength..."Spike asked, not wanting her to die yet. "Fine, how kinky...do as you will" the lord said. Spike held his wrist to her lips, "Take some, Love. You won't change, not enough for that...you'll be stronger, won't die then." he tried to be cheerful. She took some blood, but refused more than a sip. "Make up your mind, Spike. Dawn's coming, it waits for no one." he reminded. "Can I change her to our kind?"Spike asked. "Gods no! Are you stupid?! She'd overthrow me, all that power! I'm getting impatient. It's obvious you won't kill her, so...we'll kill you, by sun-up. Take her down, bind them together and sit them in the sun's direct rays. After Spike passes on, the Slayer and I will have some intimate moments, then she dies too." "Noo!"Spike howled as his lover was bound to him. "William, William.."she cried, clinging to him with all her might. "Ssh, Love. It'll be okay. They won't find Miranda...she's safe...and she's in good hands."he assured her. "Buffy, from the moment I saw you I wanted you in one way or another. You're perfect, you're amazing...and I love you. I only wish I wasn't a monster...you make me feel like a man again. We've had hard times, but we made it and we'll always be together in here."Spike said, pointing to his heart. He leaned down and kissed his love's lips, which were growning cold. Buffy Anne Summers was near her final end. "I-I love you Spike..."she whispered, wrapping her arms round his waist, her blood flowing onto his hands. She wasn't awake to hear Spike's cried of mourning, to hear his screams of pain or to hear his last words, a private vow of vengeance for his soulmate. Buffy had already passed on by the time Spike's ashes danced upon the sun's golden rays. She was dead, and she left the prophecy unfufilled. She left Miranda behind to fill her legacy.
Miranda pulled a brush through her long, blonde hair. She smiled into the mirror where her image appeared ghostly, it had been that way her whole life, as if half there. She didn't seem to mind, she knew she was special- not why of course. Mir had just turned 16. She was a shy, sheltered girl, blind to the thing she was and who her parents were. It was time she found out. Miranda lived with Xander and Willow, she never called her parents mom or dad. They didn't like it. Mir was born before they were married in 2008, when she was one. She knew her parents were special, Willow was what some called Wiccan. She could do powerful spells, this seemed normal to Mir. In fact, she practiced the magic some too. Xander was a school teacher at her highschool in Windham, California. He taught phys. ed, and was the coolest teacher there. Life was good, life was fairly simple. That night, Mir's world was rocked.
