For Good or Bad, The Memories Remain.
Chapter 21
Disclaimer- I don't still own Buffy and crew, I just use them in my writing, just for fun, never for profit "Because that'd be wrong!"
Spoilers- mid 4th season then everything takes a left turn off the charted path
Rating- May get to R eventually
She was walking through the cemetery in the sunshine. Her blonde hair glowed in the golden rays. She was stuck in deep reflection, trying to ignore the many people who were visiting the graves of loved ones, a common Sunday outing here in Sunnyhell. She looked sadly at the ones that were visiting empty grave sites, knowing she couldn't tell them that they had to be killed again, they dust fertilizing the lawn. Evidently vamp dust is good fertilizer too, the lawn a rich vibrant green the envy of most golf courses. She had known that she had to send Sasha away before the situation got out of hand and the young girl try and get retribution from her for past crimes. She knew Sasha probably wouldn't listen to her, about how she had changed, about how she wasn't that person any more. Besides, Sasha had always been a sucker for a red convertible. She thought about what to do next, does she continue here? The town needs a Slayer, and she didn't think Sasha was willing to take over here. She had to stay. If she ran out, then it would just prove she was worthless and incapable of change, unworthy of forgiveness. Besides, what else was she going to do, sell shoes at a Pic-Way? She had committed herself here and, damn it she was going to start her redemption here. She had some credibility built up here so maybe it would allow her to make it over these rough spots. She was ripped from her introspection by the distinctive tingle of her "Immortal radar". She scanned quickly, finding him standing by a stone in the distance, watching her. Knowing she was on holy ground, and in a decently crowded public place, she walked over to speak with the individual.
"Hello Elisabetha, you look quite well and rested. You must be about ready for another killing spree. "The tall, dark haired man spoke with only a hint of a European accent.
"Hello Radimer. That was a long time ago, I was different then, everything was different then. I truly regret the choices of my youth. Is there any way we can just let this go, move on. It was so long ago. We don't have to do this."
"You won't charm your way out of this. There is a blood debt to be paid, and you , everyone you love and everything you ever cared about will suffer. And then, it still won't be enough. Your evil must be cleansed by your suffering and your blood. My people will be avenged."
To be continued
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