Chapter 2 - Replacement
A teenage girl sits around going thru her sisters' stuff. Tears slowly fill her blue eyes.
"Cheer Up Dawnie! .." A man in his early 20s said with a small smile. Really he understood her pain. He missed her sister to. She was the only real friend he had besides willow. He remembered to the time when him and willow were in kindergarten and she broke the yellow crayon. He sighed then remember the first day he saw her ... he picked up her stake and thought she was going to build a little fence with it. Those were the days...
Willow gave a tiny smile, "I'll be ok. We'll get her back."
"Only If You Could," Dawn muttered threw her tears looking at a picture of her sister and mother, "Why did they both have to leave me?"
Tara slightly rubbed dawns arms, "There ok now, there in heaven."
Dawn looks down not saying a word.
Every ones tiny small smile soon faded away looking at dawn.
Anya comes in with a huge smile.
Everyone looks up at Anya wondering why she is smiling.
Anya says excitedly, "Isn't anyone going to asked what I found out?"
Everyone just kind of looks at her.
Anya sighs kind of, "Fine don't asked, I won't tell you about the slayer that was called."
"A new slayer?" Tara asked kind of shocked.
Willow with a shocked look, "Whoa, that was fast."
"You're telling me about it," Xander replied to the news.
Anya smiled once again, "Yep, I know all about her to. She's suppose to replace Buffy."
Dawn glares up, "She can never EVER replace Buffy!"
"That's not what she meant Dawn," says Xander.
"YES SHE DID! SHE KNOWS SHE DID!" Dawn growls running up to her room with the picture in hand.
Anya with a small sigh, "I did it again didn't I? I'm not good with these human emotions, really what's the point of them.. they only make you all sad and want to cry, which smears your make-up and makes you look ugly and stupid. Like you don't know how to put on make-up."
Tara blinks like "ok", Willow just looks at Anya still in a "how could you" look, and Xander slightly shakes his head also with a sigh, "It's ok honey, She'll get over it."
Scene Changes To Dawn's Room. Dawn's Laying On Her Bed. With Her Knees Up And Leaning Against The Head Board
Dawns thumb and index finger slightly sweeps from the cherry stained frame to the middle of the picture, as tears rolled down her rosy cheeks.. dripping off her glossy pink lips onto the picture. Soon the picture had a small puddle on it. Dawn knew it was her fault. If she was never there none of this would have happened. If she didn't open her big mouth her sister would still be alive! As more tears came down faster ... her mascara smearing under her eyes, she looked around. Finally she gazed at the picture for a minute then the frame it was placed in. She gets up throwing the picture down as the glass shatters. She looks down at the pieces of glass with a small gulp.
'CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES ... THIS IS MY LAST RESORT... SUFFOCATION... NO BREATHING... DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF I CUT MY ARM... BLEEDING...'
Dawn looks down with a smirk grabbing one of the larger pieces of the glass and starts cutting just above her wrist, she slices threw her skin ... and looks at her blood, "It's All Your Fault"
'Do You Even Care If I Die Bleeding? ... Would It Be Wrong ... Would It Be Right... If I Took My Life Tonight...Chances Are That I Might... Mutilation Outta Sight... And I'm Contemplating Suicide...'
She takes the glass piercing it threw her skin again. She watches the blood drip out in amazement as she stops crying and watches it stain her carpet.
'Cause I'm Losing My Sight... Losing My Mind... Wish Somebody Would Tell Me I'm Fine... Losing My Sight... Losing My Mind... Wish Somebody Would Tell Me I'm Fine'
The Scene Changes Back To Brittany Walking Out Of School And A Young Looking Man Walking Up To Her In A Black Shirt And Jeans.
The man looked at Brittany, "Brittany Hilderbrand?"
Brittany looked up at the man nervously as he looked down upon her taking his sun glasses off so you could see his ocean blue eyes. Brittany melted, as she looked him over. He had an emo-ish look to him, with his black haircut kind of long.. or as Brittany would call it 'skater cut'. Well whatever you would call it ... he was hot!
The guy looked at Brittany asking her once more, "Brittany Hilderbrand?"
Brittany couldn't speak.. Although she tired to. So all she did was slightly nod.
"Well I'm Derek ... And Uh... Well... Angel Would Like To Talk To You," He said with a slight smile.
Brittany looked at this Derek guy confused. She was wondering why a guy like that would even want to talk to her. She wasn't the type guys liked... even just to talk to. Sure she was cute ...well at least that's what people said, and now he was talking about some angel... what angel? . Angel's in heaven? She started to answer Derek shyly, "Angel?"
"Yeah, He Is This Guy I Know.." replied Derek.
Brittany raised an eyebrow. This HAD to be some kind of sick amusing joke. She looked around to see if anyone was watching and laughing but was unsuccessful, "I've Really Got To Go."
"You Can't.. It's Very Important That You Come With Me," Derek said trying to convince her to come with him.
Brittany once again not sure and very confused, "I Don't Know About This."
"Trust Me .. I Won't Hurt You..." Derek said once more trying to convince her.
For some odd reason Brittany did trust him. She didn't understand why. It seemed interesting and he was super hot ... "Ok, Let's go!"