Disclaimer: I own not one single measly little character. Nothing. A/N: Thanks to Queen Boadicea for the review. It helped my confidence some, however, I don't think I'd object to more reviews, please pretty please??......
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When Buffy could see again, the scenery had changed. It was very calming, pastel colours. It seemed to Buffy that she was outside, but all the colours were different, muted almost, none of the harshness of the world below. Even the grass beneath her feet was a mint green, and so soft.
She looked around and realised something
"Huh, Alone again"
She was admiring the view, the rolling mint green hills, the baby blue stream that she longed to paddle in.
"Hello Luv" a very familiar British voice rang out.
"spike- again"
"Spike," she said in a quiet voice "so you're my guide, again"
"Yes Luv – or at least part of me that was left here, a sort of imprint or copy or somethin"
Yes, Yes I know that, Remember?" she snapped, impatience creeping up on her.
"Now Now Pet, don't get your knickers in a twist, only here to help you make a choice now."
"What is this choice then Spike?"
"Patience Luv. You've gotta watch the flick first."
"Flick?" she asked, completely confused, but spike just smirked and pointed up at the sky, which was getting darker. He gestured for her to lie down and lay down himself.
"Well, Pet – it's just about startin I'd say."
"What is Spike?"
"The flick, this vision thing you gotta see before you make your choice – now lie down."
"oh"
By now it had gotten very very dark and as soon as Buffy lay down on the cool grass, images started to roll across the sky. Terrifying pictures, in surround sound. She saw the immediate aftermath of her death. Willow's, Xander's, Giles' deaths were shown while tears streamed down her face
"They died fighting for me, they – I should have protected them better."
's no good cryin pet – They're already Dead."
But watching them die like that she couldn't stop, but she restrained herself slightly, was silent with the tears streaming down her golden cheeks. After being forced to re-live their deaths, she watched the demons scatter until there wasn't a single being left, but their bodies.
The scene changed. Cut to a view of the Summer's living room, she saw Dawn, her sister sitting on the sofa between Spike and Anya, biting her nails.
"Why aren't they back yet? What's taking them so long? They should be back now – right guys?"
"Calm down bit – they'll be back soon enough"
"Yes, Xander will be back very soon so he can give me many orgasms." Anya chipped in with a bright smile on her face. Dawn and Spike just looked at her.
They all looked around as the front door shook and banged in it's frame.
"W-what's happening? Why is the door doing that?" Dawn stuttered. Now the windows had started rattling as well and the dusk sky had started to flash from brilliant white, to pitch black.
"SPIKE" Dawn was screaming hysterically.
"What's happening Spike?" Buffy asked back up in the in-between. Panic stricken and having lost all colour she turned to him.
"Dunno Luv they didn't tell me what was going on." Buffy looked back to the vision playing in the sky.
Dawn was huddled in the middle of the floor shaking, Spike and Anya were standing in front and behind her both fighting the same type of demons that had killed Buffy and her friends. They were pouring in from both doors. Anya and Spike were both trying their hardest to protect Dawn but even Buffy could tell it was a losing battle. She was forced to watch first Spike, then Anya, and then, most horrifying of all Dawn, die in the same way she and her friends had.
The picture changed, Buffy now saw the street outside the house, and there were bodies everywhere. Demons running riot. The sky kept flashing images of different parts of the world, the demons taking over, killing humans, enslaving them. The Keeper had been right, it truly was the end of days.
"Well pet – it's time."
"time for what?"
"Time for you to make your choice…"