"It was then that I realized, I'd misunderstood, I'd never had a crush on her. I hero worshipped her. She was this superhero, who's job it was to kill vampires. Vampires like Darla, your Sire. The bitch who lured and turned Jesse, the closest thing to a brother I ever had. He dusted on a stake I was holding. I didn't hate Angel because of jealousy. I hated Angel because he claimed he was here to help kill vampires, but he did shit all to help. Just lurked in the shadows while people died. He dusted Darla to save Buffy, but that was all he did. People died while he wallowed in self pity for a century and people kept dying while he stood around doing nothing to help. How many died because of his cowardice? Buffy died because of his cowardice. I had to threaten and shame him to get his help in going after her when she walked straight into a self fulfilling prophecy."
"Harris."
"Finally figured out who I am? Well good. I wouldn't want you to dust wondering which of the many, many people who have reason to hate you, finally dusted you. Goodbye Angelus, say hi to Darla went you to get Hell."
And with that the figure shoved a stake thru Angelus' heart, reducing him to dust. He turned to the camera and said. "Two things kept me alive in the Hell you sent me to, Buffy. Hate and love. Hate for you and Angel. Love for someone else. This isn't over yet, Buffy. I'm not done making you suffer. Kendra and Jenny and more than a hundred people are dead because you wouldn't do your job or step aside and let someone else do it. Your soul is stained with their blood. You've been wallowing in self pity over what you lost, while never thinking about all of the lives lost because your supposed broken heart was more important then they were. I'm going to take something else from you, Buffy. Something that matters even more to you than your mirror did. Be seeing you, real soon, you narcissistic bitch."
With that, the figure popped the tape out of the camera and went to the room Giles was still restrained in. He wrote a note and attached it to the tape and set it on Giles' lap.
"Sorry, I'd like to help you, but Buffy will be here any minute and I need to be gone before she gets here. Make sure she gets this tape, Giles. I'll see you later."
Giles stared at the cloaked figure with the damaged voice. "Who are you?" He asked.
"Someone you used to know, before Buffy destroyed me."
"Buffy? What did Buffy do to you?"
"You know Giles, if you payed attention to what goes on around you, instead of thinking Buffy's perfect and just needs your support, you'd have realized, she not who you think she is. She's a selfish little bitch, who's caused an enormous amount of pain. Of course, if you remembered to do your job, instead of playing daddy to her, everything that's happened, wouldn't have. You bear alot of responsibility, too. Make sure she sees that tape, Giles. Watch it with her. It'll explain alot."
Buffy arrived a few minutes later. Little did she know, a cloaked figure was watching from a distance as she moved thru the mansion looking for Angelus. He saw himself arriving as well and finding Giles. He saw his younger self spot the tape and frown at what was written on it. He saw him tuck it into his pocket and help Giles up, just as Buffy arrived in the room as well. He saw them talk and then help Giles out together.
Later, that same figure watched as Buffy, Willow, Oz, Giles, Xander and Cordelia gathered to watch the tape. The one with the note on it that said. 'Buffy, you destroyed me. Now I'm going to destroy you. Make sure the whole gang sees this.'
When Buffy arrived at the mansion to finally deal with Angelus, she was surprised to not find him there. What she did find was lots of dust piles. Someone had gone thru and dusted alot of vampires, she wondered where Angel was. She and Xander helped Giles out of the mansion and took him to the hospital. Once he and Willow recovered, they all gathered in the library to watch the tape. She was horrified as she watched as Angel was being tortured. The strange man with the damaged voice was claiming she sent him to Hell, to save Angel. Then she heard Angel say the man's name. Harris. Xander was doing this? They all turned to look at Xander just as a bright flash of light knocked them all out. When they came to, they were all tied to chairs. She pulled at the ropes and frowned when she realized she couldn't break them. What was going on?
"Ah, you're finally awake. We've been waiting for you to wake up, sleepy head." A gravelly voice said.
Buffy looked up and saw Xander Harris sitting on the railing of the mezzanine level of the library. But a very different Xander Harris then the one sitting two seats over from her.
"I look different, don't I Buffy? This is what five years and four different torture sessions in a Hell dimension changes you into. Imagine my surprise when I returned before you sent me there. Oh, don't bother trying to break the ropes, Buffy. You'll never be able to do that again. I've permanently destroyed your Slayer power. You're no longer special, unique, chosen. Just an ordinary girl again. Revenge, you see. You lose the two things that matter most to you. Your mirror and your specialness. But then, I lost my life because of you. I lost five years because of you. You sent me to Hell to save Angel after Willow killed an unborn baby to recast the soul curse. I know you didn't know that part, none of us did, because Giles couldn't be bothered to do his job. You know that artifact I mentioned, the one that let me escape from Hell? It required a sacrifice to work."
He opened the cloak. They were horrified to see a hole in his chest, where his heart should be. "What did it matter? I figured, I've been gone five years, Cordelia probably moved on, fell in love with someone else, was happy, like she deserves to be. All I wanted was to get out. And once out, I wanted two things. To see her and make sure, she was alright and revenge on you. I got both. I've got maybe an hour left and then the magic wears off and I die. It was worth it to see you destroyed."