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Joss!!
Authors note: Heylo out there!! Sorry its been ages since ive updated my other B/A fics but im stuck on them!! SO instead ive posted one that I wrote ages ago and just came up with a groovy idea for!! Review and let me know what you think so far and if I should continue. Thanks guys!
Set: Beginning of fic is basically the fight between Buffy and Angelus at the end of Season 2. Mainly written from Buffy or Angel's point of view but I may slip a few others in at a later date. What if everything had happened differently? What if Buffy had never returned from LA, what if she just kept running away from the truth?? And when Angel returns, it is not Buffy that brings him back. All shall be revealed my friends, just continue R + R!!
Here goes.
Chap 1
Bastard.
I know I have to kill Angelus but it means losing Angel too. Fucking bastard for making me do this! I wish there was another way. I close my eyes; my back against the wall as I sit crouched, concentrating on staying alive.
"Now that's everything, huh? No weapons... No friends... No hope." He swings his sword sarcastically in front of me and I prepare for the inevitable.
"Take all that away... and what's left?" I can feel his sniggering smile before me.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
I feel the sword slice through the air as he lunges towards me and using my lightening fast reflexes I catch the blade of the sword between the palms of my hands.
"Me" I glare back up at him and smile, pushing the sword away from me so the hilt smacks him in the face, causing him to fall back in pain.
And so the fight continues, back and fourth, each of us matching the other for strength, blow for blow.
Until the end.
There he is, on his knees before me, my sword held high above my head, every part of me aching not to do this; not to kill my love.
But I know what I must do.
Before I can move, his soul rushes through him like fire, and Angelus is no longer at my feet. Angel has returned.
Pain slices through my body as I realise that Acathla is still opening despite the fact that Angelus has gone and has been replaced with Angel. My Angel.
"Buffy? What's going on?" He looks up at me with those deep brown eyes and I know I can't tell him what I am about to do. I know I must do it fast before I lose the only strength left in me.
And so I hug him, kiss him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, reassuring him he is ok, and that I love him.
"Close your eyes." I am a coward I know. I just can't look into his eyes knowing I am about to plunge a sword through his stomach.
And he obeys like a true lover would.
And how do I repay his trust?
I kill him, and send him to hell.
I watch as his figure disappears before my eyes, that beautiful vampire that was mine and only mine, gone forever. I will never see that face again.
Never touch those lips again.
And all because of one foolish night spent together on my 17th birthday. A night that will haunt me for the rest of my life.
Darkness invades my senses, and all I can see is pain. A long journey of pain. How can I continue living now that my heart has gone?
Imagine a beautiful summers day, full of life, full of joy. Now take away the sun and what are you left with? A blackened day full of pain and misery.
Well that is what they have done. Taken away MY sun.
My hands reach out to the lamppost on my left, something for me to hold on to, something to keep me standing. It's as if someone has taken the bones out of my legs and left them full of jelly.
Slowly I slide down the lamppost, coming to rest at the base, my hands still gripping on for fear of falling backwards.
God I hate love.
It's the one thing that every human being wants and desires. Some would even kill for love. Ironic really, as love will be the destruction of human kind. Love causes the hate, the pain, the anger and the jealousy that each one of us experiences in their lifetime. It will be the downfall of mankind.
And this is it.
This is my downfall.
The downfall of the slayer.
*~* Please read and review!! *~*
Authors note: Heylo out there!! Sorry its been ages since ive updated my other B/A fics but im stuck on them!! SO instead ive posted one that I wrote ages ago and just came up with a groovy idea for!! Review and let me know what you think so far and if I should continue. Thanks guys!
Set: Beginning of fic is basically the fight between Buffy and Angelus at the end of Season 2. Mainly written from Buffy or Angel's point of view but I may slip a few others in at a later date. What if everything had happened differently? What if Buffy had never returned from LA, what if she just kept running away from the truth?? And when Angel returns, it is not Buffy that brings him back. All shall be revealed my friends, just continue R + R!!
Here goes.
Chap 1
Bastard.
I know I have to kill Angelus but it means losing Angel too. Fucking bastard for making me do this! I wish there was another way. I close my eyes; my back against the wall as I sit crouched, concentrating on staying alive.
"Now that's everything, huh? No weapons... No friends... No hope." He swings his sword sarcastically in front of me and I prepare for the inevitable.
"Take all that away... and what's left?" I can feel his sniggering smile before me.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
I feel the sword slice through the air as he lunges towards me and using my lightening fast reflexes I catch the blade of the sword between the palms of my hands.
"Me" I glare back up at him and smile, pushing the sword away from me so the hilt smacks him in the face, causing him to fall back in pain.
And so the fight continues, back and fourth, each of us matching the other for strength, blow for blow.
Until the end.
There he is, on his knees before me, my sword held high above my head, every part of me aching not to do this; not to kill my love.
But I know what I must do.
Before I can move, his soul rushes through him like fire, and Angelus is no longer at my feet. Angel has returned.
Pain slices through my body as I realise that Acathla is still opening despite the fact that Angelus has gone and has been replaced with Angel. My Angel.
"Buffy? What's going on?" He looks up at me with those deep brown eyes and I know I can't tell him what I am about to do. I know I must do it fast before I lose the only strength left in me.
And so I hug him, kiss him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, reassuring him he is ok, and that I love him.
"Close your eyes." I am a coward I know. I just can't look into his eyes knowing I am about to plunge a sword through his stomach.
And he obeys like a true lover would.
And how do I repay his trust?
I kill him, and send him to hell.
I watch as his figure disappears before my eyes, that beautiful vampire that was mine and only mine, gone forever. I will never see that face again.
Never touch those lips again.
And all because of one foolish night spent together on my 17th birthday. A night that will haunt me for the rest of my life.
Darkness invades my senses, and all I can see is pain. A long journey of pain. How can I continue living now that my heart has gone?
Imagine a beautiful summers day, full of life, full of joy. Now take away the sun and what are you left with? A blackened day full of pain and misery.
Well that is what they have done. Taken away MY sun.
My hands reach out to the lamppost on my left, something for me to hold on to, something to keep me standing. It's as if someone has taken the bones out of my legs and left them full of jelly.
Slowly I slide down the lamppost, coming to rest at the base, my hands still gripping on for fear of falling backwards.
God I hate love.
It's the one thing that every human being wants and desires. Some would even kill for love. Ironic really, as love will be the destruction of human kind. Love causes the hate, the pain, the anger and the jealousy that each one of us experiences in their lifetime. It will be the downfall of mankind.
And this is it.
This is my downfall.
The downfall of the slayer.
*~* Please read and review!! *~*