Chapter 1: The Wish
Summary: After telling everyone that she’s leaving, Buffy explains why she can’t trust them not to betray her again. Post-’Chosen’
. WARNING: Character death/maiming. Obviously it isn’t gonna be nice to the others.
Warning: maybe some language; definitely some violence. These will be short chapters. NOT FOR SCOOBY FANS!!!
Timeline: season 7, based on the mutiny scene in ‘Empty Places’
, but kinda jumps around.
Challenge: Musie’s twisted mind came up with this while I was trying to sleep. I’m posting it now in honor of it being my 200th story on TtH. Woot!!!
Thanks to cloudleonsgurl for the fab fanart!!!
A/N: Title is from the movie ‘Groundhog Day’.
Disclaimer: BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon / Mutant Enemy. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission. Dialogue from buffyworld.com.Chapter 1: The WishRandom hotel
A few weeks after Sunnydale…
Buffy grabbed her bags – one of which held several cashier’s checks from the bank account that Giles put her back-pay for almost 8 years of slaying. Rather than transferring the money to an account of her own choosing, Buffy decided to take ‘cash’ instead. That way, Willow wouldn’t be able to use her hacking skills to take the money back once they discovered her plans.
That left the other way her witchy ally had to find her…magick. A quick visit to a tat parlor recommended by Lorne, Angel’s singing demony friend, provided the blonde Chosen One with ink that would keep any magick spells from locating her. If they couldn’t find her, they couldn’t try to force her to stay with them.
Now came the fun part…not
. As tempting as it would be to take off in the middle of the night – or actually middle of the day for this group, since night was when everyone would be up and about – doing that would mean she had something to be ashamed of, and nothing could be further from the truth. No, she would walk out with her head held high.
Willow was the first one to see her and the luggage she was dragging. “Buffy? What’s with the bags? We haven’t decided where to set up our headquarters yet.” The redhead’s confused expression cleared as she had a sudden idea. “Did you have a Slayer dream about where we need to go next?”
“Nope. My plans are for me and me alone,” Buffy answered with a shake of her head.
Resisting the urge to pinch his nose in irritation – for she looked rather petulant to him at the moment – Giles inquired as calmly as possible, “What are you talking about, Buffy?”
The smile she gave him in reply was cold enough to ice skate on. “I’m talking about my retirement from being The
Slayer. The First has been smacked down; there’s all these new Potentials for you to play with, and Faith to lead you all; I’m not needed here anymore,” Buffy recited just as calmly.
Xander stood up and moved over to the younger Summers sister to make a visual point. “I think you’re forgetting Dawn…you know, your sister
,” he said with his hand on the girl’s shoulder.
“Hmmm, no I’m not. She disowned me; she’s your sister now…yours and theirs,” Buffy said, pointing to the rest of the group. “When she chose you guys instead of me, she became your
Frowning at the reminder, Dawn defended herself and the rest of the group, “We were all upset that night, Buffy. You can’t hold something I said in the heat of the moment against me. You know that if things hadn’t gotten to that point, a lot of those things wouldn’t have been said.”
With a look that made them wonder what she knew that they didn’t, Buffy shook her head again, “Except they were…time and time again.”
“What are you talking about, B?” Faith questioned warily, somehow knowing she wouldn’t like the answer.
“I’m talking about a little wish Rona made that night before you all kicked-- I’m sorry, told
me I couldn’t stay,” Buffy corrected herself sardonically.
Start of flashbackSummers living room
During the mutiny scene…
When Willow tried to stop her from adding her two cents, Kennedy turned and snapped at her, “Why are you always standing up for her?”
To everyone’s surprise, Willow replied softly, glancing sadly at her second dearest friend, “I'm not.”
“What do you mean, you're not?” Buffy asked, once she was able to get enough breath to talk again. She felt like she had just been sucker-punched by Caleb, which was a feeling she knew well.
“With everything that's happened, I…” Willow paused for a moment, then continued with a shrug, “I'm worried about your judgment.”
Feeling her world slipping away from her, Buffy took in the faces around the room. “Look, I wish this could be a democracy. I really do. Democracies don't win battles. It's a hard truth, but there has to be a single voice. You need someone to issue orders and be reckless sometimes and not take your feelings into account. You need someone to lead you.”
It looked as if Anya was about to say something, but then Rona uttered those fatal words, “I just wish that you realized there were other options. Then we wouldn’t be in this situation!”
For those who had the ‘pleasure’ of meeting him and recognized his voice, D’Hoffryn’s clear answer came out of thin air, “Wish granted.”
A/N: Next…Option 1 – Going Solo.