Authors Note: This will be a Spike/OC fan fiction. My apology for religious slurs I may make. But I want to get across how hard this world is to live in. And the people we don't really hear about. And yes, the lady in the alley is Dawn. This is a future fic. Review Please.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one but Lilly-Anne.
I didn't expect it to be like this. The world, it was so harsh, so uncaring. I didn't expect any of it. The death, the love, and the sadness. How anyone in this world survives amazes me. I know I'm having trouble. I wake up every night to that empty feeling, wondering why I go on. Than I get up and go.
I suppose you're wondering why I go on? Why I go out every night? If you're looking for the story of a Slayer, or a chick with super powers, well this is not the story to read. This is the story about a very sick harsh world and a girl who still manages to comfort the few who can't go on. This is a the story about a girl who saves the world every day with nothing but words, no magic; and the vampire who became her protector, lover and best friend.
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I came into this world as a burst of light. A very small, insignificant burst of light, but still a burst of light. Why? Well, I'd really like to say I committed some evil deed and was sent to Earth as punishment, but well I didn't. I'd love to say I was sent here to find my one true love who was stolen by an evil man from Earth, but that didn't happen either. My whole ending up on earth was simple really. I walked into a room at the wrong time. I knock when I go anywhere now. But still, bad timing.
Bad timing, hmm, I have an awful lot of that. Like it's the answer to why I am here, thinking this, writing this right now. Bad timing. Wrong place, wrong time. Or maybe I'm just Fate's whore. Not that I'd mine, she's pretty, but I only swing that way once in awhile.
Anyways, bad timing. Woman lying in a dark alley. She had a knife sticking out of her chest, and was calling my name.
'Lilly-Anne, don't you dare walk by me. I know you can't.'
I sighed and started walking towards her. How did she know my name? I ask to many questions. I crouched down in front of her, and put my hand in hers.
'You called, ma'am?'
'Yes dear, you are just who I'm looking for. I obviously need a replacement now.'
I nodded, she was dieing, and I was no doctor.
'And you are the replacement.'
I sputtered, 'What?'
'You are going to take care of my people. They need someone brave and strong but with that weakness.'
'What weakness?'
'An open soul. You will let anybody in.'
'Alright…continue? I don't think you have a lot of time. Death waits for no one, especially here.'
'Yes I know Lilly-Anne. Place your cheek against mine please.'
I did as she bid, trying very hard not to hurt the lady. And I'll be damned if there wasn't another bright flash of light. Bright images of loneliness, drugs, alcohol, sex and abuse drowning in a white abyss. The pain was suffocating and I found myself gasping for breath.
'Lilly-Anne? Wake up Lilly-Anne. I'm not done.'
Slowly I opened and my eyes and looked at the lady. She looked very old now. ' Lilly, I take care of the things no one else wants to. You saw it. Someone has to do it.'
'Am I an angel now?'
'Dear, angel's work for God. And if he exists, he only help's the people with a chance. You help everyone else. Take my purse Lilly-Anne. Inside is personal I.D. for you, and a bank account full of money. I'm tired Lilly-Anne, grab my hand again please. I don't want to die alone.'
'I…You…Can't leave now! I don't know what to do?! How do I help these people?'
'My sister told me a wise thing once. The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Help them live and you'll do just fine dear.'
She died then. I'd like to say I cried, but I don't think I did.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one but Lilly-Anne.
I didn't expect it to be like this. The world, it was so harsh, so uncaring. I didn't expect any of it. The death, the love, and the sadness. How anyone in this world survives amazes me. I know I'm having trouble. I wake up every night to that empty feeling, wondering why I go on. Than I get up and go.
I suppose you're wondering why I go on? Why I go out every night? If you're looking for the story of a Slayer, or a chick with super powers, well this is not the story to read. This is the story about a very sick harsh world and a girl who still manages to comfort the few who can't go on. This is a the story about a girl who saves the world every day with nothing but words, no magic; and the vampire who became her protector, lover and best friend.
~+~
I came into this world as a burst of light. A very small, insignificant burst of light, but still a burst of light. Why? Well, I'd really like to say I committed some evil deed and was sent to Earth as punishment, but well I didn't. I'd love to say I was sent here to find my one true love who was stolen by an evil man from Earth, but that didn't happen either. My whole ending up on earth was simple really. I walked into a room at the wrong time. I knock when I go anywhere now. But still, bad timing.
Bad timing, hmm, I have an awful lot of that. Like it's the answer to why I am here, thinking this, writing this right now. Bad timing. Wrong place, wrong time. Or maybe I'm just Fate's whore. Not that I'd mine, she's pretty, but I only swing that way once in awhile.
Anyways, bad timing. Woman lying in a dark alley. She had a knife sticking out of her chest, and was calling my name.
'Lilly-Anne, don't you dare walk by me. I know you can't.'
I sighed and started walking towards her. How did she know my name? I ask to many questions. I crouched down in front of her, and put my hand in hers.
'You called, ma'am?'
'Yes dear, you are just who I'm looking for. I obviously need a replacement now.'
I nodded, she was dieing, and I was no doctor.
'And you are the replacement.'
I sputtered, 'What?'
'You are going to take care of my people. They need someone brave and strong but with that weakness.'
'What weakness?'
'An open soul. You will let anybody in.'
'Alright…continue? I don't think you have a lot of time. Death waits for no one, especially here.'
'Yes I know Lilly-Anne. Place your cheek against mine please.'
I did as she bid, trying very hard not to hurt the lady. And I'll be damned if there wasn't another bright flash of light. Bright images of loneliness, drugs, alcohol, sex and abuse drowning in a white abyss. The pain was suffocating and I found myself gasping for breath.
'Lilly-Anne? Wake up Lilly-Anne. I'm not done.'
Slowly I opened and my eyes and looked at the lady. She looked very old now. ' Lilly, I take care of the things no one else wants to. You saw it. Someone has to do it.'
'Am I an angel now?'
'Dear, angel's work for God. And if he exists, he only help's the people with a chance. You help everyone else. Take my purse Lilly-Anne. Inside is personal I.D. for you, and a bank account full of money. I'm tired Lilly-Anne, grab my hand again please. I don't want to die alone.'
'I…You…Can't leave now! I don't know what to do?! How do I help these people?'
'My sister told me a wise thing once. The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Help them live and you'll do just fine dear.'
She died then. I'd like to say I cried, but I don't think I did.
