Summary: When Dawn jumped from the tower, she thought that was the end. But PTB have much bigger plans in store for little Dawnie. The monks made her human and to be human she needed a soul. The one she got was very special indeed and comes with more responsibility than she ever dreamed. Flung thousands of years into the future, Dawn finds herself in a world ravaged by a century of war that believes she is their last hope for peace. But plans never go as originally intended and the one Dawn was sent to replace reappears. With two Avatars will the war end twice as quickly or will it lead to a fate more complicated than anyone could imagine?
Disclaimer: Avatar belongs to Nick and Buffy belongs to Joss, I own nothing but the plot.
The blood pools at her feet, before trickling off the edge of the platform.
“Buffy, it’s started.”
The portal begins to open. And it’s her fault, all her fault. Because it’s her blood that’s doing this, her blood that’s causing the world to end.
“It doesn’t matter”
She knows what she has to do; she knows how to end it all. All she has to do is jump.
“It'll kill you.”
“I know. Buffy, I know about the ritual. I have to stop it!”
The tower shakes underneath them, making them both stumble.
“I have to. Look at what's happening!”
As if to emphasize her point, another bolt of lightening crackles, the biggest one yet.
“Buffy, you have to let me go. Blood starts it, and until the blood stops flowing, it'll never stop.”
Her sister stares at her in anguish, but says nothing.
“You know you have to let me. It has to have the blood.”Cause it’s always got to be the blood.
The look on Buffy’s face changes to one of determination, and in an instant Dawn understands. Her sister is going to save her, like she always has.
But Dawn knows it's wrong; that’s not how it’s supposed to end. Her sister still has things to do, worlds to save.
Her blood began this and it has to be her blood end it. She doesn’t want to. She's scared, she's terrified and it isn't fair. It’s isn’t fair, to ask little girls to save the world. To take and take until there is nothing left to give, and then demand one more sacrifice. But that's how the world works. That's what being a Slayer means.
Dawnie may not be a Slayer, but Summer's blood--her sister's blood--runs deep in her. She was born of a Slayer and she can't escape their fate.
Every Slayer comes with an expiration date and her's just ran out.