Disclaimer: The Buffy verse and most of the characters in this fic (apart from Lucy) all belong to Joss Whedon et al. I'm never going to make any money from this- I'm just writing it because I love it! However, the story and Lucy are mine.
This is my first ever fic, and it's a WIP, so reviews will be greatly received. Thanks! It's set before the end of S7 is known about.
For the Love of a LadyPrologue
Sometime in the future, Sunnydale
It looked like a normal street, in a not so normal town. Bad things happened here, and where bad things happened, evil gathered. Where there was evil, there was also good, and those who faltered on the thin line between the two.
Many tears had been shed at this place- she could feel it. The whole area was tinged with sadness, grief, pain. It was difficult for her to stand there and feel it wash over her, penetrate to her very core. The moon was shining high in the sky, and the streets were deserted, but to her they were not empty. She could feel the spirits, feel the ghosts of people who weren't saved. The slayer couldn't save everyone.
The slayer. How had that girl managed to save so many strangers, but let so many close friends go? She couldn't quite believe how the bogey monster of the monsters could do that. Could let him go.
People as old as her weren't supposed to feel anything, yet she felt a lone tear flow down her cheek, cold as her body, cold as death. She turned away, and found herself winding her way towards the graveyard. The place where she was supposed to feel at home, the place where her sire was remembered. She felt a strange draw to it, as though even in death he was pulling her to him. Looking around, she found herself stood in front of a small wooden marker, not a cross, because that would be wrong. Kneeling down in front of it, she saw the words inscribed on it, and they sent more tears streaming down her face.
Reaching out towards the plinth, she traced the words, and then bowed her head, the letters imprinted on her fingers and in her mind.
Spike, William. He was loved.
