Oz was leaning against the sink staring out the window when Giles entered
the kitchen and sat down, taking his glasses off to clean them.
Oz turned to look at the older man; he was worried he could tell
"Giles what is it? What is it that you didn't tell us in there?"
Giles looked at him for a moment before saying
"I'm not sure. I have to check first.."
"Damn it Giles." Oz said slamming his hands down on the sink and turning towards him saying
"You've never tried to hide anything from me before, and now I know you are all I kind think is that it has something to do with violet or willow cause I know that if it were anyone else you would just come out and say it."
Giles looked at him again and placed his glasses back on his nose.
"There is a last prophecy in the scrolls of the ancients about Angkara, her chosen can only be defeated by the blood of a child born of vampire and slayer."
Oz looked at him and slid down to his seat,
"Violet."
He said with a dull tone to his voice.
"I'm afraid so."
Oz asked, "What will happen to. what does she need to do?"
Giles was silent for a minute and then looked at him straight in the eyes before saying,
"You have to understand that I will search for an alternative way. But according to the scrolls the only way to defeat Angkara is for Violet to be bleed under the New moon, when he heart stops to beat and a tear of a parent and a friend is shed then Angkara's bones will shatter and the soul of her chosen be realised."
Oz looked out of the window for what seemed like a long period of time but in reality was only a couple of seconds,
"So Violet has to die, to save the world, just like Buffy."
"Yes. But that is not what will happen. we will find another way. I let Buffy do her duty. convinced myself it was what was meant to happen but I won't stand by and let it happen again.. I will not Sacrifice Violet even for the world, she is like another daughter to me."
Oz looked at the older man and knew he was telling the truth.
"I guess we better start looking for an alternative then," he stood up and walked towards the kettle, "Would you like a cup of tea or Coffee?"
Giles looked at him and said "Tea please we're going to be up all night on this one,"
Oz nodded and said, "All the books and the computer are in the study it's the door opposite the entrance to the lounge."
Giles said "Well right I just need to go see Clara and then I'll meet you in there,"
With that he walked out the kitchen door and up the stairs.
Oz stood in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil and humming a tune to himself as he leaned over across the sink and pulled the window shut.
Violet was crying, she was sitting on the roof outside her bedroom window; she often went and sat on the roof at night to look at the stars, to think and to write her songs and poetry.
She had heard every single word of the conversation between Oz and Giles in the kitchen the roof she was sitting on was the kitchen roof, she didn't know what to do, but she knew now how her mother must have felt.
She had to choose whether she would die in order to save the world or whether she would let the world die by the hand of her best friend and the girl who felt more like a sister to her.
She didn't know what to do but she heard a noise from the room inside, she climbed back in quickly afraid that it was someone who had come to check on her, but instead all she saw was Aria tossing and turning having a nightmare.
She bent of the tiny form of the sleep child and shook her lightly to wake her, she woke up with a start with tears falling down her face.
Violet scooped her up and cuddled her into her lap as she sat down on the be crossing her legs and holding her as if she was a tiny baby with her arms wrapped round her whispering soothing noises in her ear to calm her down.
It was in that moment that she saw Aria curled up in her arms that she decided she knew what she had to do.
Oz turned to look at the older man; he was worried he could tell
"Giles what is it? What is it that you didn't tell us in there?"
Giles looked at him for a moment before saying
"I'm not sure. I have to check first.."
"Damn it Giles." Oz said slamming his hands down on the sink and turning towards him saying
"You've never tried to hide anything from me before, and now I know you are all I kind think is that it has something to do with violet or willow cause I know that if it were anyone else you would just come out and say it."
Giles looked at him again and placed his glasses back on his nose.
"There is a last prophecy in the scrolls of the ancients about Angkara, her chosen can only be defeated by the blood of a child born of vampire and slayer."
Oz looked at him and slid down to his seat,
"Violet."
He said with a dull tone to his voice.
"I'm afraid so."
Oz asked, "What will happen to. what does she need to do?"
Giles was silent for a minute and then looked at him straight in the eyes before saying,
"You have to understand that I will search for an alternative way. But according to the scrolls the only way to defeat Angkara is for Violet to be bleed under the New moon, when he heart stops to beat and a tear of a parent and a friend is shed then Angkara's bones will shatter and the soul of her chosen be realised."
Oz looked out of the window for what seemed like a long period of time but in reality was only a couple of seconds,
"So Violet has to die, to save the world, just like Buffy."
"Yes. But that is not what will happen. we will find another way. I let Buffy do her duty. convinced myself it was what was meant to happen but I won't stand by and let it happen again.. I will not Sacrifice Violet even for the world, she is like another daughter to me."
Oz looked at the older man and knew he was telling the truth.
"I guess we better start looking for an alternative then," he stood up and walked towards the kettle, "Would you like a cup of tea or Coffee?"
Giles looked at him and said "Tea please we're going to be up all night on this one,"
Oz nodded and said, "All the books and the computer are in the study it's the door opposite the entrance to the lounge."
Giles said "Well right I just need to go see Clara and then I'll meet you in there,"
With that he walked out the kitchen door and up the stairs.
Oz stood in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil and humming a tune to himself as he leaned over across the sink and pulled the window shut.
Violet was crying, she was sitting on the roof outside her bedroom window; she often went and sat on the roof at night to look at the stars, to think and to write her songs and poetry.
She had heard every single word of the conversation between Oz and Giles in the kitchen the roof she was sitting on was the kitchen roof, she didn't know what to do, but she knew now how her mother must have felt.
She had to choose whether she would die in order to save the world or whether she would let the world die by the hand of her best friend and the girl who felt more like a sister to her.
She didn't know what to do but she heard a noise from the room inside, she climbed back in quickly afraid that it was someone who had come to check on her, but instead all she saw was Aria tossing and turning having a nightmare.
She bent of the tiny form of the sleep child and shook her lightly to wake her, she woke up with a start with tears falling down her face.
Violet scooped her up and cuddled her into her lap as she sat down on the be crossing her legs and holding her as if she was a tiny baby with her arms wrapped round her whispering soothing noises in her ear to calm her down.
It was in that moment that she saw Aria curled up in her arms that she decided she knew what she had to do.