As Tara watched Buffy take to the stage, she detected other presence's
around the girl. "That's strange," she thought because her eyes showed that
no one was there.
Buffy began her number, feeling a strange power all around her. "It feels like me," she realized. The thought put her mind at ease as she began to sing.
It's knowing what they want of me
That scares me
It's knowing having followed
I must lead
It's knowing that each person there
Compares me
To those in my past
Whom I now succeed
But how can whatever
I do for them now
Be enough
Be enough.
The disembodied spirits began to sing.
Aida Aida
All we ask of you
Is a life time of service
Wisdom, courage
To ask more
Would be selfish but
nothing less will do.
Aida Aida...
Suddenly, one of the bodiless aura's took form. Kendra began to sing to Buffy.
Your robes should be golden
Your robes should be perfect
Instead of this ragged,
Concoction of thread
But may you be moved
By its desperate beauty
To give us new life
For we'd rather be dead
Then live in the squalor
and shame of the slave
To the dance
To the dance.
Kendra's form disappeared back into the emptiness, joining the rest of past chosen ones.
Aida Aida
All we ask of you
Is a life time of service,
Wisdom, courage
To ask more
Would be selfish but
Nothing less will do
Aida Aida
(Music only)
Aida
(More music)
Ha Ha
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Aida Aida
Aida Aida
Aida
With tears in her eyes Buffy began to sing again.
I know expectations are wild
And almost
Beyond my fulfillment
But they won't hear
A word of a doubt
Or signs of weakness
My nigh on impossible
Duty is clear
But of I can rekindle
Our ancestors dreams
It's enough
It's enough
It's enough
It's enough.
Buffy smiled through the tears and left the stage. The spirits soon after disappeared. The room was filled with silence until the scraping of two chairs against the floor was heard. Two men headed towards the stage, neither being affected by the soul-filled performance. Then again, neither one had a soul.
AN: That was a fun chapter to write! I was wondering if any more Aida songs would be overkill. The next one is going to be Aida, but the rest might not be. I don't know if it's just too many from one musical (no matter how great the musical is!) Review with you opinion please. I'll still try, no matter what the vote, to get a mix of different genre's of songs. The words are really what matters, but if I can't picture someone (like Buffy) doing rap, no matter how well the words fit, the song won't work. That's it, please review! G-Bye!
Buffy began her number, feeling a strange power all around her. "It feels like me," she realized. The thought put her mind at ease as she began to sing.
It's knowing what they want of me
That scares me
It's knowing having followed
I must lead
It's knowing that each person there
Compares me
To those in my past
Whom I now succeed
But how can whatever
I do for them now
Be enough
Be enough.
The disembodied spirits began to sing.
Aida Aida
All we ask of you
Is a life time of service
Wisdom, courage
To ask more
Would be selfish but
nothing less will do.
Aida Aida...
Suddenly, one of the bodiless aura's took form. Kendra began to sing to Buffy.
Your robes should be golden
Your robes should be perfect
Instead of this ragged,
Concoction of thread
But may you be moved
By its desperate beauty
To give us new life
For we'd rather be dead
Then live in the squalor
and shame of the slave
To the dance
To the dance.
Kendra's form disappeared back into the emptiness, joining the rest of past chosen ones.
Aida Aida
All we ask of you
Is a life time of service,
Wisdom, courage
To ask more
Would be selfish but
Nothing less will do
Aida Aida
(Music only)
Aida
(More music)
Ha Ha
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Aida Aida
Aida Aida
Aida
With tears in her eyes Buffy began to sing again.
I know expectations are wild
And almost
Beyond my fulfillment
But they won't hear
A word of a doubt
Or signs of weakness
My nigh on impossible
Duty is clear
But of I can rekindle
Our ancestors dreams
It's enough
It's enough
It's enough
It's enough.
Buffy smiled through the tears and left the stage. The spirits soon after disappeared. The room was filled with silence until the scraping of two chairs against the floor was heard. Two men headed towards the stage, neither being affected by the soul-filled performance. Then again, neither one had a soul.
AN: That was a fun chapter to write! I was wondering if any more Aida songs would be overkill. The next one is going to be Aida, but the rest might not be. I don't know if it's just too many from one musical (no matter how great the musical is!) Review with you opinion please. I'll still try, no matter what the vote, to get a mix of different genre's of songs. The words are really what matters, but if I can't picture someone (like Buffy) doing rap, no matter how well the words fit, the song won't work. That's it, please review! G-Bye!