Part 4

A/N: This is the last part of the story.

((Angel's POV))

It is raining outside. I can hear the thunder rolling over the plains. I can see the clouds washing over the land. I can smell the dirt and the mist in the air. What do I feel? My back hurts and my mind are lost in a web. It wanders back to the nightmare or dream . . . or whatever that is. The prophecy . . . Is that my true destiny?

Or is it just another lie that the First planted in my head. I don't know anymore . . . but I do know that my destiny isn't with Buffy.

Or Sunnydale.

That what hurts the most. I will have to walk away. I will have to turn my back on a place that I have found stability . . . of sorts. But most of all, I have found a purpose here. A purpose for my long dead life. I found a reason to fight.

And reason to live.

Now, I must move on . . . to find my own purpose and my own life. I don't know where it will take me. Or how long will it take me?

But I am ready.....

I am ready to face my destiny.

No matter what is the cost.

The End

A/N:: It is finish! Whoa!