Xander, Giles, Joyce, Chris and Faith all watched with wide eyes as Sunnydale was reduced to rubble by the missiles. None of them moved for the longest time. They continued to watch as Sunnydale burned in the early morning light. Finally, Faith and Chris decided it was time to get out of there. They moved the other three back into the truck and turned in the direction of L.A. They would find Angel and find a way to get back at Umbrella for what happened in Sunnydale. For the deaths of Anya, Willow, and Buffy. Umbrella would pay.
Buffy was awakened by the sun blaring in her eyes. She opened them to see that it wasn’t the sun, but the gigantic fireball that had been Sunnydale. She moved to sit up and realized that she already was. It was like her body was responding to her thoughts quicker than she could finish them. She meant to stand and again it was like her body was quicker because she was already on her feet. What the hell is going on?
She looked down at her let where she had been bitten. The wound was healed, save for the scar left by the bite. She had been infected, and it did change her, but why wasn’t she like the others? Was it because she was the slayer? It was at that moment that her thoughts returned to the jets with the Umbrella logo on them.
She was going to make them pay. They bombed Sunnydale without so much as checking for survivors first. They didn’t care about anyone. They created this mess and she meant for them to pay for it. They were the reason that Willow was dead. Her rage flared again and she punched out at a nearby tree to release some of her frustration. Her fist connected and the tree shattered and fell. Her surprise at that moment washed away the rage. After the initial shock wore off she smiled. Let’s see Umbrella deal with me now!