Previously: I kicked the door open.
"Showtime" I heard the bastard say.
(Bella POV)
I looked at his face. Eww. I keep my face neutral.
"You are not the slayer" confusion colored his tone and his expression.
"There's a new slayer in town" he showed a flicker of surprise before a smirk graced hid features.
"I love a good entrance" he told me
"How are you with death scenes?" he only chuckled
"You got a name?"
"I've got a hundred" hmm. I raised an eyebrow
"Well I need to know what to call you if you're going to be my brother-in-law" I looked at Dawn, silently wondering how this happened
"Bella I swear I didn't do it" she explained words tumbling over each other. The demon - bastard as I have named him - reached to caress Dawn's face. I narrowed my eyes
"You have my talisman on sweet thing" using magic I forced his hand away from Dawn's
"Do not touch my sister" I growled. He turned back to me. I took a deep breath to calm myself down
"I didn't do it. It was on the floor, I was cleaning and-" I put my hand up to stop her but nodded to let her know it wasn't her fault.
"Here's the deal, I can't kill you. You take me to Hellsville in her place" I nodded at Dawn.
"What if I kill you?" he asked with a wave of his hand. I'd like to see you try
"Trust me, won't help" I shook my head in mock sadness.
"Come now, is that really how you feel. Isn't life a miraculous thing"
"I think you already know" I slipped off my coat revealing my black jeans, long-sleeved red top and combat boots. The music started.
She walks to school with a lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back;
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace;
oh
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;
Bearing the burden of a secret storm,
Sometimes she wishes she was never born;
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
When morning comes it will be too late.
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
A statue stands in a shaded place,
An angel girl with an upturned face;
Her name is written on a polished rock,
A broken heart that the world forgot.
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
Dawn was crying. Hell I had tears in my eyes. A strangled noise made me turn around. Everyone was there apart from Buffy. I ducked my head ashamed. The demon clapped
"What a marvelous number. Not the show stopping song I was hoping for but-"
"Get out" I said, my voice fierce.
"Cheer up, you beat the bad guy" I glared at him. He started to sing
"I'll se you all in Hell" was the last thing he said before he disappeared.
"If it wasn't Dawn and it was in the shop, then one of us must have-" Giles was cut off when Alex put up his hand
"Xander!" Anya exclaimed. He raised his hands defensively
"I didn't know it was gonna happen. I just thought there was going to me dances and songs. I wanted to you know make sure we got out happy ending" I put his head down and blushed. Then there was silence. We all looked at each other. Then Dawn stood up.
Dawn:
Where do we go from here?
Bella & Spike:
Where do we go from here?
Giles:
The battle's done,
And we kinda won.
Giles & Tara:
So we sound our victory cheer.
Where do we go from here.
Anya & Xander:
Why is the path unclear,
When we know home is near.
Understand we'll go hand in hand,
But we'll walk alone in fear. (Tell me)
Tell me where do we go from here?
All:
When does the end appear?
When do the trumpets cheer?
The curtain's close, on a kiss god knows,
We can tell the end is near...
I followed Spike out into the street.
"Might want to go back and finish the big group sing" he said sarcastically
"I don't want to" I told him honestly. He sighed.
"Look Bella it's been a tough day-" he didn't get to finish because I started to sing as I moved closer
I touch the fire and it freezes me He looked at me shocked, moving with me
I died, so many years ago
I look into it and it's black
This isn't real..
But I just want to feel
You can make me feel.
Then we were kissing urgently, like there was no tomorrow. In Sunnydale who knew?
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
Then the curtain closed.
Hope you liked it.
This story is now finished,
If you have any requests you would like me to write, please tell me. I warn you now I might not do them but I will try my hardest.
Review Please
Xx
Kathryn