This may be the end...its already, has already been the end for me but this may be the end for my child if it ever had a beginning...I hated Spike for what he had done to me but killing our innocent child, my child, is unjustified.
"Why- how can you choose her over your own blood" I ask desperately yet coldly.
He doesn't answer though; I see his hands are positioned to snap my neck at any moment.
"I will see you in hell" I spit as I try to move my arms away from his grasp, yet I cant find the strength to do so...I need blood, I need to feed to become stronger. This man in front of me is keeping me from that as well as my child from living.
"I don't care if you kill her, after all you would just be doing me a favour because to me, it's just another dead vampire," She tells Spike simply. As if killing my child, who is inside me, feeding off me doesn't mean a thing. My heart may not be beating but at least I have sympathy.
I close my eyes, knowing what is going to happen next, he utters one last word, "Sorry" yet it doesn't mean a thing to me, as I open my eyes, only to see dust... I look around franticly, my eyes widen as I see him with a stake in his right hand, his glaring at me. I soon see him drop the stake as the loud noise, clatters on the concrete.
My eyes drift over to Buffy, only to see her hypnotised to the dust, which lays on the wet, soaking floor as the rain, washes it away. I smile; he got what was coming to him, although my only wish would be if he had it more painfully, like mine was.
"He got what was coming to him," I voice my opinion out loud, I soon see tears brimming in Buffy's eyes, not wanting to have pity for the bitch, I look back to see Max, still glaring at me.
"Why...why did you save me?" I ask, my voice almost failing me, he shakes his head, "You will gets yours," he whispers to me, almost not able to hear him through the loud thunder and rain, which is pounding on the concrete.
I shake my head in despair, "then why didn't you just let him kill me?" I ask confused but also angry at his harsh words.
He looks at me, confused, as he replies slowly, "I...I don't know" he admits.
"Bastard!" I hear a scream from behind Max as Buffy lunges at him, but before I knew it, I instantly flick my wrist up. Throwing Buffy, hard in the air, hopeing I killed her yet knowing I didn't. "We have to get out of here!" I yell. I hear a mumble from beside me as my eyes drift towards Michael, slowly getting up.
His eyes dart over towards Max as I see a small smile, "His not Max" I whisper hesitantly.
"Shut up! You don't know what the hell your talking about!" he screams at me as he uses his powers to make me go flying across the ally. I get up quickly as I shrug it off, yet my arm is killing me as I hold my left arm with my right.
"Michael! Can you not! Jeez I do want to have my child in one piece, Moron" I mumble harshly, knowing that I can't fight back right now that I'm far to weak. He ignores me as he tries to talk to Max, who is now glaring at him.
"Max? Are you okay man? I haven't seen you for ages, Isabel said you just needed time, you know, to get over Liz" he says sadly.
"Well thanks! I'm so glade to know that you have all gotten 'over me!'" I spit sarcastically. I soon see them both glaring at me, "fine I will shut up," I mumble, almost ready to just walk away but wanting to know were this convocation is heading.
"Max? You're scarring me, are you okay?" he asks sarcastically, I smile as I see Max walking slowly towards Michael, knowing that his hunting his prey.
"Max? Say something! Who is she?" he asks while pointing at me as if accusing me that I did this to him, which of corse I did.
"Max... Have you fed yet? Are you hungry?" I ask him as if his a child, he shakes his head, while licking his lips in pleasure. I smile, as Michael looks at me, alarmed; I give him a cunning smile as I look back at Max.
"Max, I'm sorry but you can't feed off Michael" I say with a heavy sigh, not knowing why I even care what happens to him.
"Feed? What the hell are you talking about?" he demands angrily as I see him put his hand in front of Max, now knowing that I wasn't lying.
I give him a smirk as I wipe away my tears, which ran, just a few moments ago.
"I'm not going to listen to you as far as im concerned you can go to hell" He tells me harshly, I look back at Max. Beyond hurt as I quickly become emotionless once again. I then give a smirk as I reply, "sweetie, I may not have all my strength right now but I can still fuck you up" I say sarcastically with a smile across my face, not caring that they are now both glaring at me and looking at me, shocked.
"I want answers now! Max? Who the fuck is she? And why are you being creepy?" he demands angrily.
"What? You think were just going to give you all the answers? Just like that? Your greatly mistaken, asshole!" I scream.
"I wasn't fucken talking to you!" so shut your mouth bitch!" I'm taken back for just a moment, "will you shut up!" I hear Max yell to Michael and once again I'm shocked to see him defending me after all I have done.
I feel something hit me hard as I fall to the ground the only thought I have left is 'What's happening to me?' as I soon fall to unconsciousness...