-1Chapter One: The end of the end
Disclaimer: I own nothing Buffy or Angel. Only Silver is my own.
"BUFFY!"
The fight raged on. Slayers surrounded by the super vampires created by the first. Blood was on every surface, in every crease with in the cave walls. Screams of terror echoed of the stone.
One slayer stood out from the crowd of young women. Her blond hair twirling around her head like a halo. At least until her weapon was wrenched from her hands then used against her.
Another slayer ran to her side. Her long brown hair matted to her forehead from sweat. "Buffy?" She called out again hoping beyond all hope that the blonde was still alive.
"Faith…lead them…." She let out with a raspy breath, coughing from the effort as she handed Faith the Scythe, the weapon of the slayers. She nodded and joined the fight again.
The younger girls fought harder as their leader fell. Only to be replaced by the next in line. One could pray that someone could help them. Perhaps the only one that could kill the first and thus kill all the super vamps.
Such a hero was raised in a pillar of light in the center of the caves. The power of these vile creatures seemed to be coming from the light. Or more from the source within. The son of the First. His arms stretched out, his shirtless back ripped open from means of torture.
He howled and the light grew brighter. Slayers fell from mortal wounds not even they could shrug off as a flesh wound. It grew bright and pulsed as the howl increased until the pillar erupted in a force wave of magic.
The vamps nearest erupted into dust. The remaining forces fell to their knees in pain. Some were easily staked by nearby slayers. Slayers that stood alone noticed the source of the vamps power now stood among them.
"Silver."
One was able to speak his name, gathering the others attention as he growled. He stood over Faith protecting her from a handful of still powerful vamps. The silence was broken and his fangs grew, eyes glow red, and his nails sharpened into deadly claws as sharp as knives.
He launched into an full assault the nearest falling to dust from his slashing claws. The battle was on, and the tired, beaten slayers renewed with power, life, faith, and hope. Buffy stood and time stopped as Faith tossed her back her Scythe.
Soon the battle came to stop. Until the ground rumbled and stone fell from the ceiling. From a crack in the ground came a black mass. Evil radiated from its core causing the slayers to shiver in fear. The ground between Silver and the slayers cracked. Faith jumped to his side as the ground parted.
"Silver." She grabbed onto his shoulder. He looked into her eyes and smiled softly, taking her hand in his. "Faith." She reached up and touched his cheek. For a moment he was weak and gave into her touch. The words he feared to say, in case of making her weak, slipped from his parted lips. "I love you."
He pushed her back to the other side as the ground split. Separating the First and Silver from the surviving Scooby gang. All the others could do was watch helplessly as Silver fought the First. Slowly losing as he gained each new wound.
At least until Silver pulled upon the last of his strength. His chest glowed, center of his heart. The First fell to his knees as sunlight poured from Silvers soul. Every vamp dusted and the creater of all evil howled in pain. His body bubbling, smoking, and finally erupting in a shower of black ooze. Some landing on a few of the newer slayers.
The cave began to collapse and Silver fell to his knees. Faith tried to reach him, but Buffy stopped her. "No, don't get yourself killed." Faith called to him and weakly he looked up. Starring into her eyes. "Go, Sunnydale will cave in on itself. You must flee!" He called out. Faith shook her head, "Not without you."
The younger ones were lead out by Giles and Xander, the exit being held by Willow. Buffy and Faith stayed behind. "Faith. Go." She struggled to get to him. "I'll find you. Somehow, someway. Now go.!"
Reluctantly she turned and left with Buffy. As they reached outside the cave became engulfed by a bright light, then collapsed in a cloud of dirt and rubble. A lone tear slid down Faith's cheek.
The end was over. They survived. Many were lost, many found. Hero's rose, and they fell.
Silver was one of these hero's. Ever since the beginning. The son of the First. Half vampire, Half Werewolf. The ultimate creature of evil. Born with a soul. Faith couldn't help but recall the time she met him. Before she knew what evil really stalked victims in the middle of the night. Before her life really began.
9 years ago.
RING.
I watched from my locker as she gather her books for class. She was beautiful. An angel in his eyes. He didn't plan on being attracted to her. God save my soul. I chuckled at my bad joke and gathered my own books.
Who would have thought I would have to go back to high school for his current mission. Protect the next slayer. Teach her to fend for her self. Pass Geometry. At least I didn't have to worry about World History, I'd lived it so why study it.
I took his seat two behind her desk. Ahh good ole' English. Another subject I was good at. I watched as she sat back in her seat, leaving her books closed. She wasn't one for school. I guessed she came to stay out of her house. I'd checked up on her family. Her mother was selling herself on the street and her father was a alcoholic.
It made me made to say the least. How could the future protector of the world be living in such an environment and treated so horribly. Perhaps I could provide a way to keep her safe and out of her hell house called home. First I'd have to become a part of her life. Step one: get passed mistreating waste of a soul boyfriend.
The bell rang again after class. Which of course I didn't pay attention. Truth be told I wasn't to concerned with my grades. I saw her walking down the hall toward the gym. I stopped at his locker and dropped off my extra books. Well all my books. Only thing I kept in my backpack was a few stakes, a laptop, knife, holy water, silver, and elements for spells. Just in case I came up against anything that would cause my true identity to be revealed. No one could know my heritage.
I pushed my way through the gym doors and spotted her sitting on the bleachers near the doors. She sat listing to her CD player. Until her boyfriend came up and pulled the headphones off. "Listen to me when I'm talking to you."
He was pissed as she shrugged him off. I made my was over as she pushed his hand off her arm. "Don't touch me." She said. His face deepened a few shades of red. "Don't tell me what to do. I'm your boyfriend, I tell you what to do." He was practically yelling. Yet no one dared to do anything but watch as he slapped her. I sprang into action as he swung for round two. I caught his hand an inch from her bruised cheek. "The lady said to not touch her. I suggest you take heed to her warning." He tried to rip his grip from mine. I held fast, tightening my grip causing his wrist to crack under the pressure. "Let go of my freak." He fist connected to my jaw. I felt the blood drip from my lip as I glared at him. I let go of his wrist and laid my own fist against his cheek. He fell flat on his ass, and slid back a few feet from the force.
"Way to go you freak." His buddy helped him up on his feet. Her good for nothing boyfriend had a split lip and broken nose. "It's over Chad." Faith spoke up from behind me as I crossed my arms over my chest. He and his friend ran from the gym.
"Nice move you got." She said. I turned and smiled. "Thanks. Next time he bothers you let me know. I'll rip his balls off and shove them so far down his throat his grow boobs." She laughed and smiled. "Thanks. I'd love to see that. Jerk deserves it." I nodded and sat down next to her. For the rest of the day we sat and talked. Mostly about what we had in common, and I did my best to keep her mind on something good instead of dreading to go home.
I think I did a good job considering we stayed out till 3 in the morning just talking and walking around town, drinking coffee. Every second I spent with her I was falling in love. This could only get sticky. However I loved a good mess.
How little I knew what I was getting into. The sacrifices I'd make to just be with her. The shadows I hide in to keep her safe from evil. The secrets I'd revel to protect her. She turned my world upside down. I was more than happy to walk on my hands.
Authors note:
I've had this idea in my head for a long time and finally said screw it I'm writing in down. Well here it is. Hope you enjoy and hopefully if just one person likes this I'll continue it.