Lost Soul
Written by FoxyNymph
Disclaimer: Do you really think that I would be writing pathetic fanfics if I owned the series? Hell no, I'd be making some changes left and right, trying to get Spike all for myself! MWHAHAHAHAH....opps...
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Chapter2, "Escape the Nightmare"
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The young woman clamped a shaking hand to her wounded shoulder. Her bright hazel eyes widened when her hands came away with blood stained on them. She knew that she had been hit, but she didn't think it was bad enough to brake the skin and draw blood.
An enraged screamed sounded from her petite form as she rushed the vampire that had dared to wound her. Blood stained her golden, blonde hair an unearthly reddish shade of blonde. Tightening her grip on her stake that was currently embedded in the vampires middle stomach, she maneuvered the stake until it was pointed up towards his head. Thrusting up with all her strength, the blood stained woman delivered an uppercut right through the demon's heart.
"Opps...seems I forgot to bring a dustpan to help clean you up! Oh, I'm sooo sorry!" The Venom in her voice made the stake-impaled vampire shiver in fright before turning into a pill of dust at her feet.
The girl glared at the remains of the one who had given her the gift of a wounded shoulder, before wiping her stake clean of blood on her pants. Turning her back of the pile of dust, her hardened eyes searched out the place for a new victim. Another demon to vanquish, another life to be saved. With each vampire she destroyed, another life she rescued.
And the more of these vampires she killed, the better the chance of saving the world. For these vampires were like no other; they were of an older, more powerful blood. These were the ancestors of all modern day vampires. And not only were they much more powerful, but they were much harder to kill. It was very hard for a slayer to kill one, almost impossible for a human.
As she glanced around, she sadly realized that they were losing the battle. For every vamp. that was slain, three or four of the poorly trained potentials would fall. If they kept going on like this, it wouldn't take long for all of them to be lost in the tide of vampires.
Her eyes only became colder and harsher as she took a step towards the next vamp to meet the bite of her blade, or stab of her stake. Picking up a fallen dagger on her way, she unleashed an attack that would shock even the worst of demons.
Ripping her blade free of what was left of the vamp's head, the season-hardened warrior continued on her way. She had not set place to go, for the demons were everywhere she looked. In fact, they were all she could see.
Not being able to find her friends and family in the endless waves of enemies, made her blood pound faster in her battle-worn body. Her heart almost skipped a beat in fear for their health. But not being able to see her friends only added ice to the very same flames that were making her heart freeze over.
Trying not to panic, the young woman gripped her weapons harder and began to cleave a way y through the demons. Heads went flying as she passed. Piles of dust began to form on the very ground she walked on, as well as a pool of blood. A look so cold and emotionless crossed her face that all of the vampires began to wisely back away.
"Well, what do you know, they do bleed..." Her voice was so distant and cruel that it surprised even her.
"BUFFY! HELP!!" The cry was somewhere off to her right, still hidden by the mass of vampires.
A fierce glare cleared the way easily enough, but not for long. The woman had only a caught a brief glimpse of her friends as they continued to battle the monotonous battle. With her energy revived, the young warrior let out a cry of fury and continued to battle with her hopes restored.
She might be able to save them if she pushed herself harder and get there in time. They were counting on her to save them, just like so many others...some of whom didn't even know it. So many people were depending on her and her strength...too many it seemed. But, she would do everything in her power not to disappoint them.
"HOLD ON!! I'M COMING!!!"
The warrior unleashed all of her reserves. It was all or nothing. Gathering the last of her strength, she charged into the quickly reorganizing horde of ancient vampires. If she went down...she would do down giving it her all. Of that, she was sure of.
Those who think they know what a good dance is, don't know what they are talking about. They have obviously never seen a slayer in action. As the slayer entered and began her deadly dance, more blood and dust began to stain the ground. But not all of the blood was the vampires, a fair part of it was hers.
She might have been one of the best warriors the would had ever seen, but even a best would have problems with a whole horde of vampires with ungodly strength and powers. As she fought her way to her friends, the slayer received many a claws and bites all over her body, one even on her neck.
Knowing that her strength was dwindling quicker with each passing moment, the slayer fought even harder, drawing strength she never even knew she had. She couldn't give in to the desires that screamed madly in her mind and told her to just give up. She was stronger than that.
'Come on, Buffy! Just a little farther! You're almost there...come on, move!' The words came unbidden into her mind as they joined the screaming madness.
The slayer finally gave up on trying to fight back and keep moving at the same time. So, she just put her arms around her neck and head as much as she could in an attempt to protect her vital areas. Running faster then she had ever run before, the slayer pushed her way closer towards her friends. Now, she was but a few feet away. Only one thing stood in her way...the master vampire clad in darkness. ...Spike...
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A scream tore from within my throat, but my ears could not hear it because of the loud pounding of my blood that defend me. My eyes quickly scanned the room, looking for any signs of the fight. The fight that had taken place many years ago.
Seeing nothing but darkness, I let myself calm down and took my first real breath of air since waking up. Laying back down on whatever I was lying on, I let my thoughts collect.
It's been years since I had that dream...why now all of a sudden? Letting my breath out in a deep sigh, I thought back to that day when/Idied. Oddly, I can still remember it like it was yesterday.
It was the day when we decided to end the battle once and for all. We found that cave of evil where the First Evil was hiding and we stormed in with a plan. We...the potential slayers, me, and Spike. Heh...we weren't much of an army, barely one at that. But we all went anyway...went to fight or die trying. Wewere few, but we were mighty.
I don't actually remember much of the real battle, just from my nightmares. But if memory serves me correctly, we were losing pretty badly when Willow and the others got the spell off. Oh yeah, that's when the tide began to turn. No more potential slayers. No, we were all slayers. An army of slayers...desperate slayers.
Although we began to do much better, we were still losing. They were just too many of them, and to few of us. It might have been different if we had more people to fight along side us, trained warriors. But, we didn't. It was just us.
That's when Spike used the pendent or whatever the hell it was. I think he used it, I don't remember how he turned it on...oh, well. All that matters is that a bright light, brighter than the sun, began to flood throughout the cave. The strange yet, welcomed light began to purify the godforsaken vampires and turn them into dust-icles. And Spike, he was in the center of it all.
At first, I was grateful that we were wining, but then as I watched the light begin the spread even farther and get much brighter...I knew something was wrong. I looked over at Spike then, and he had the sadist yet happiest eyes I had ever seen.
"Buffy love, I can feel it, my soul. It's really there! And it's so warm!" his voice was so full of joy and disbelief as he said what he said. So surprised...I was surprised as well.
"Sp-Spike?" I didn't understand what was happening. What was that light? And why was it all around Spike?
Although, I didn't understand what was going on, Spike seemed to. For then he looked at me, and the joy slowly began to fade until all that was left was acceptance. Something I didn't understand at all. He then told me something that mad e my heart stop beating.
"Go Buffy! Go now, get everyone out of here!" his voice was so calm as was his eyes.
"What, Spike?! Why? What's going on? What's happening?" my voice sounded frantic, desperate. I didn't know what the hell was going on, and I didn't like it one bit.
"Pet, we've won, it's time to go now...before it's too late. Go on now, before you miss your chance!"
I looked at the others and saw how badly in shape they all were. I was about to ask them if they were ok, when I felt the ground begin to shake. That was when I was the walls begin to collapse. It was a few at first, but then more and more began to fall. And before you knew it, half the place was buried in boulders.
I looked back at Spike, and I could see a knowledge in his eyes. A knowledge that told me he knew all along that this would happen. He knew that the place would come apart at the seams. But he also knew something more, something I didn't know.
"Spike. come on. We have to get out of here!" I looked deeper into his eyes, and it was like I could see into his soul. And a sad soul that it was.
He didn't answer me, just looked at the others and watched as they escaped the destruction. Soon, it was just him and me. And that was when he looked at me. I think I heard Faith yell something at me, but I had eyes only for him. Something was up, something that I knew that I didn't want to understand.
Looking into my eyes with his sad ones, he told me, "Go Buffy. Go on without me. I'll be fine. I have my soul now, that's all I need. Just go, save yourself."
"What? Don't be ridiculous! We still have time to escape! Come on Spike, lets get out of here!"
Even more boulders were falling at this point, but I didn't hear or see any of them. I could only see Spike. It didn't seem possible, but I saw it with my very own eyes. I watched as his eyes began to fill with tears, almost falling but not quite.
I'd never seen Spike cry before. There was that one time when I basically told him to go to hell because he'd never be good for me. God, was I really such a bitch? seeing him so close told me that yes, I was. I'd done so many horrible thing to him, and he still never gave up loving me. Even then, I could still see it.
"I can't go love. The champion always sacrifices himself in the end. And I'll finally have done something that not even you could say was evil." His words torn a wound in my heart better then any sword or fist could ever do.
I didn't know what to say. The despair in me that I had kept so well hidden from everyone, even him...began to grow and surface. I couldn't take this! It was too much for my already scared heart. Too much for anyone to bear.
"Damn you, Buffy! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" his voice sounded louder than a lions and caused more harm than a vampire bite.
"Damn it, Buffy...don't make this any harder than it already is...please, just go?" his voice sounded so broken that tears started to gently roll down my face.
When Spike was my tears, his own tears fell. But in his eyes I could see a desperation as well as despair. He didn't want me to see him die...hell, I didn't want to see him die. But looking into his baby blue eyes, I knew that there was no other way. I had to leave him, and I had to do it now. I had to leave him to die all alone in this den of evil and carnage. I got to run away like a coward to live another day in my misery that only he could save me from.
But I knew I had to do it. It would only be harder for him if I stayed and tried to talk him out of it. So I looked him in the eye with all of the emotions that I kept hidden from everyone, even myself. My love for him shown in my eyes like a beacon in the night.
But before I could go, I had to say one last thing. "I-I love you." Finally, the words were out. I'd said them! Now, he knew the truth.
But the look in his eyes, said that he didn't know weather to believe me or not. It hut me very much to see his reaction, to see him doubt my love. But I didn't have time to convince him of it, for the whole place was on its last leg. I had to get out of there!
With one last lingering kiss on his cheek, I ran away. That was It...I just ran away. I couldn't look back, and I never did...not even once.
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Hiya all! I hoped you enjoyed it again. Sorry about my last chapter. My comps kinds crazy right now, so it didn't work out to well... But hopefully this chapter will be better. Man, it took me all night to write this, so I hope it was worth it. And If your confused, the first sequence was just a dream or memory of the final battle that ended the series. And the next part was just a recap on what happened...reminiscing you could say. I hope to get Spike in, in the next chap, but probably won't be until the one after. Well, I got to go to now, way to long a night. Well, c'ya all later...chow!
Written by FoxyNymph
Disclaimer: Do you really think that I would be writing pathetic fanfics if I owned the series? Hell no, I'd be making some changes left and right, trying to get Spike all for myself! MWHAHAHAHAH....opps...
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Chapter2, "Escape the Nightmare"
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The young woman clamped a shaking hand to her wounded shoulder. Her bright hazel eyes widened when her hands came away with blood stained on them. She knew that she had been hit, but she didn't think it was bad enough to brake the skin and draw blood.
An enraged screamed sounded from her petite form as she rushed the vampire that had dared to wound her. Blood stained her golden, blonde hair an unearthly reddish shade of blonde. Tightening her grip on her stake that was currently embedded in the vampires middle stomach, she maneuvered the stake until it was pointed up towards his head. Thrusting up with all her strength, the blood stained woman delivered an uppercut right through the demon's heart.
"Opps...seems I forgot to bring a dustpan to help clean you up! Oh, I'm sooo sorry!" The Venom in her voice made the stake-impaled vampire shiver in fright before turning into a pill of dust at her feet.
The girl glared at the remains of the one who had given her the gift of a wounded shoulder, before wiping her stake clean of blood on her pants. Turning her back of the pile of dust, her hardened eyes searched out the place for a new victim. Another demon to vanquish, another life to be saved. With each vampire she destroyed, another life she rescued.
And the more of these vampires she killed, the better the chance of saving the world. For these vampires were like no other; they were of an older, more powerful blood. These were the ancestors of all modern day vampires. And not only were they much more powerful, but they were much harder to kill. It was very hard for a slayer to kill one, almost impossible for a human.
As she glanced around, she sadly realized that they were losing the battle. For every vamp. that was slain, three or four of the poorly trained potentials would fall. If they kept going on like this, it wouldn't take long for all of them to be lost in the tide of vampires.
Her eyes only became colder and harsher as she took a step towards the next vamp to meet the bite of her blade, or stab of her stake. Picking up a fallen dagger on her way, she unleashed an attack that would shock even the worst of demons.
Ripping her blade free of what was left of the vamp's head, the season-hardened warrior continued on her way. She had not set place to go, for the demons were everywhere she looked. In fact, they were all she could see.
Not being able to find her friends and family in the endless waves of enemies, made her blood pound faster in her battle-worn body. Her heart almost skipped a beat in fear for their health. But not being able to see her friends only added ice to the very same flames that were making her heart freeze over.
Trying not to panic, the young woman gripped her weapons harder and began to cleave a way y through the demons. Heads went flying as she passed. Piles of dust began to form on the very ground she walked on, as well as a pool of blood. A look so cold and emotionless crossed her face that all of the vampires began to wisely back away.
"Well, what do you know, they do bleed..." Her voice was so distant and cruel that it surprised even her.
"BUFFY! HELP!!" The cry was somewhere off to her right, still hidden by the mass of vampires.
A fierce glare cleared the way easily enough, but not for long. The woman had only a caught a brief glimpse of her friends as they continued to battle the monotonous battle. With her energy revived, the young warrior let out a cry of fury and continued to battle with her hopes restored.
She might be able to save them if she pushed herself harder and get there in time. They were counting on her to save them, just like so many others...some of whom didn't even know it. So many people were depending on her and her strength...too many it seemed. But, she would do everything in her power not to disappoint them.
"HOLD ON!! I'M COMING!!!"
The warrior unleashed all of her reserves. It was all or nothing. Gathering the last of her strength, she charged into the quickly reorganizing horde of ancient vampires. If she went down...she would do down giving it her all. Of that, she was sure of.
Those who think they know what a good dance is, don't know what they are talking about. They have obviously never seen a slayer in action. As the slayer entered and began her deadly dance, more blood and dust began to stain the ground. But not all of the blood was the vampires, a fair part of it was hers.
She might have been one of the best warriors the would had ever seen, but even a best would have problems with a whole horde of vampires with ungodly strength and powers. As she fought her way to her friends, the slayer received many a claws and bites all over her body, one even on her neck.
Knowing that her strength was dwindling quicker with each passing moment, the slayer fought even harder, drawing strength she never even knew she had. She couldn't give in to the desires that screamed madly in her mind and told her to just give up. She was stronger than that.
'Come on, Buffy! Just a little farther! You're almost there...come on, move!' The words came unbidden into her mind as they joined the screaming madness.
The slayer finally gave up on trying to fight back and keep moving at the same time. So, she just put her arms around her neck and head as much as she could in an attempt to protect her vital areas. Running faster then she had ever run before, the slayer pushed her way closer towards her friends. Now, she was but a few feet away. Only one thing stood in her way...the master vampire clad in darkness. ...Spike...
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A scream tore from within my throat, but my ears could not hear it because of the loud pounding of my blood that defend me. My eyes quickly scanned the room, looking for any signs of the fight. The fight that had taken place many years ago.
Seeing nothing but darkness, I let myself calm down and took my first real breath of air since waking up. Laying back down on whatever I was lying on, I let my thoughts collect.
It's been years since I had that dream...why now all of a sudden? Letting my breath out in a deep sigh, I thought back to that day when/Idied. Oddly, I can still remember it like it was yesterday.
It was the day when we decided to end the battle once and for all. We found that cave of evil where the First Evil was hiding and we stormed in with a plan. We...the potential slayers, me, and Spike. Heh...we weren't much of an army, barely one at that. But we all went anyway...went to fight or die trying. Wewere few, but we were mighty.
I don't actually remember much of the real battle, just from my nightmares. But if memory serves me correctly, we were losing pretty badly when Willow and the others got the spell off. Oh yeah, that's when the tide began to turn. No more potential slayers. No, we were all slayers. An army of slayers...desperate slayers.
Although we began to do much better, we were still losing. They were just too many of them, and to few of us. It might have been different if we had more people to fight along side us, trained warriors. But, we didn't. It was just us.
That's when Spike used the pendent or whatever the hell it was. I think he used it, I don't remember how he turned it on...oh, well. All that matters is that a bright light, brighter than the sun, began to flood throughout the cave. The strange yet, welcomed light began to purify the godforsaken vampires and turn them into dust-icles. And Spike, he was in the center of it all.
At first, I was grateful that we were wining, but then as I watched the light begin the spread even farther and get much brighter...I knew something was wrong. I looked over at Spike then, and he had the sadist yet happiest eyes I had ever seen.
"Buffy love, I can feel it, my soul. It's really there! And it's so warm!" his voice was so full of joy and disbelief as he said what he said. So surprised...I was surprised as well.
"Sp-Spike?" I didn't understand what was happening. What was that light? And why was it all around Spike?
Although, I didn't understand what was going on, Spike seemed to. For then he looked at me, and the joy slowly began to fade until all that was left was acceptance. Something I didn't understand at all. He then told me something that mad e my heart stop beating.
"Go Buffy! Go now, get everyone out of here!" his voice was so calm as was his eyes.
"What, Spike?! Why? What's going on? What's happening?" my voice sounded frantic, desperate. I didn't know what the hell was going on, and I didn't like it one bit.
"Pet, we've won, it's time to go now...before it's too late. Go on now, before you miss your chance!"
I looked at the others and saw how badly in shape they all were. I was about to ask them if they were ok, when I felt the ground begin to shake. That was when I was the walls begin to collapse. It was a few at first, but then more and more began to fall. And before you knew it, half the place was buried in boulders.
I looked back at Spike, and I could see a knowledge in his eyes. A knowledge that told me he knew all along that this would happen. He knew that the place would come apart at the seams. But he also knew something more, something I didn't know.
"Spike. come on. We have to get out of here!" I looked deeper into his eyes, and it was like I could see into his soul. And a sad soul that it was.
He didn't answer me, just looked at the others and watched as they escaped the destruction. Soon, it was just him and me. And that was when he looked at me. I think I heard Faith yell something at me, but I had eyes only for him. Something was up, something that I knew that I didn't want to understand.
Looking into my eyes with his sad ones, he told me, "Go Buffy. Go on without me. I'll be fine. I have my soul now, that's all I need. Just go, save yourself."
"What? Don't be ridiculous! We still have time to escape! Come on Spike, lets get out of here!"
Even more boulders were falling at this point, but I didn't hear or see any of them. I could only see Spike. It didn't seem possible, but I saw it with my very own eyes. I watched as his eyes began to fill with tears, almost falling but not quite.
I'd never seen Spike cry before. There was that one time when I basically told him to go to hell because he'd never be good for me. God, was I really such a bitch? seeing him so close told me that yes, I was. I'd done so many horrible thing to him, and he still never gave up loving me. Even then, I could still see it.
"I can't go love. The champion always sacrifices himself in the end. And I'll finally have done something that not even you could say was evil." His words torn a wound in my heart better then any sword or fist could ever do.
I didn't know what to say. The despair in me that I had kept so well hidden from everyone, even him...began to grow and surface. I couldn't take this! It was too much for my already scared heart. Too much for anyone to bear.
"Damn you, Buffy! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" his voice sounded louder than a lions and caused more harm than a vampire bite.
"Damn it, Buffy...don't make this any harder than it already is...please, just go?" his voice sounded so broken that tears started to gently roll down my face.
When Spike was my tears, his own tears fell. But in his eyes I could see a desperation as well as despair. He didn't want me to see him die...hell, I didn't want to see him die. But looking into his baby blue eyes, I knew that there was no other way. I had to leave him, and I had to do it now. I had to leave him to die all alone in this den of evil and carnage. I got to run away like a coward to live another day in my misery that only he could save me from.
But I knew I had to do it. It would only be harder for him if I stayed and tried to talk him out of it. So I looked him in the eye with all of the emotions that I kept hidden from everyone, even myself. My love for him shown in my eyes like a beacon in the night.
But before I could go, I had to say one last thing. "I-I love you." Finally, the words were out. I'd said them! Now, he knew the truth.
But the look in his eyes, said that he didn't know weather to believe me or not. It hut me very much to see his reaction, to see him doubt my love. But I didn't have time to convince him of it, for the whole place was on its last leg. I had to get out of there!
With one last lingering kiss on his cheek, I ran away. That was It...I just ran away. I couldn't look back, and I never did...not even once.
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Hiya all! I hoped you enjoyed it again. Sorry about my last chapter. My comps kinds crazy right now, so it didn't work out to well... But hopefully this chapter will be better. Man, it took me all night to write this, so I hope it was worth it. And If your confused, the first sequence was just a dream or memory of the final battle that ended the series. And the next part was just a recap on what happened...reminiscing you could say. I hope to get Spike in, in the next chap, but probably won't be until the one after. Well, I got to go to now, way to long a night. Well, c'ya all later...chow!