I got the idea for this story when I was posting on a messageboard. Wouldn't it be interesting if I presented a story made up entirely of various characters' POV? Read on...

The usual disclaimers apply.

Rome, 2034...

A short and petite woman with blonde hair that falls in gentle waves to her shoulder stands in the doctor's office, looking out the window at the city. She is in her 50s and in good shape for her age. She looks just like her mother. A wry smile plays on her lips as she faintly recalls her past, her Slayer past.

"Signora Summers? I'm afraid I have some bad news for you..."

Buffy spins around, startled. "I didn't hear you come in." The bespectacled doctor lets out a dry chuckle. He is tall, perhaps over 6-foot tall and heavyset. His hair is graying, surprising considering the fact that he is only in his 30s. "I'm quite sorry about that. Now, about your biopsy..." Buffy slowly nods, preparing herself. "I'm afraid you have a malignant brain tumor."

"I see."

"I'm sorry."

Buffy sighs heavily, suddenly aging ten years ahead. She pinches the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes.

"What can I do?"

"From what it looks, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do. The tumor is inoperable."

"How long?"

"3 to 6 months, at least."

Buffy pushes through the hospital's doors, waving her hand at the same time. A taxicab comes to a stop, its driver noticing a pretty woman wanting his attention. Buffy smiles and leans in to give the driver the directions to her home. Within seconds, the cab speeds away, to its destination.

So this is it. A brain tumor. I guess not even Slayers are immune to human diseases. Buffy stares out the cab's window, faintly hearing the driver's annoying rambling. The driver finally gives up on trying to form a conversation with his customer and turns on the radio to a certain station. Buffy lets her hands lay limp in her lap, continuing to stare out the window. Suddenly, she sees something...strange in the air above. She bends over, trying to get a closer look at it. The strange object looks like a sun but that's impossible because Earth only has one sun. "...latest breaking news...a meteor...size of Earth..." the radio drones on. It only takes Buffy a few seconds before she registers what was just announced. Unfortunately, so did the driver as proved by his sudden braking of the cab and panicking.

"A meteor! Get out, get out, Signora!"

He didn't have to Buffy twice. Buffy wanted to get out, anyway and this was her chance. Buffy steps out of the cab and the cab speeds away, its tires squealing against the road. Buffy didn't care. She just wants to walk home, and she did.

Well, what do you think? Should I continue or not?