Life's a Fairy Tale... Or Not.
Laurell K. Hamilton owns all things Anita Blake and Joss Whedon owns everything Buffy and Angel.
Yes I know I should be updating my other stories, but when I get an idea I just have to write it out. On the plus side, summer is coming and I will have tons more time on my hands. Also, there is no way I will be starting any other stories until I finish these three.
Buffy stood on the top of the tower, her blonde hair whipping around her head.
She knew what she had to do as she saw the blue swirling energy beneath them and all of the terrible things that were coming out of the portal, the portal to hell.
She had to stop this.
Buffy turned around and looked at Dawn.
"I have to! Look at what's happening! Buffy..." Dawn said.
"It has to have the blood."
Buffy shook her head no, everything that had happened over the past year going through her mind as she made her decision. Of course, it was always about the blood and death was her gift after all.
Dawn realized what was happening as soon as Buffy reached her decision. "Buffy...no-"
"Dawnie... I have to-"
"Listen to me! There's no time, Dawn, please listen." Buffy visibly gathered herself.
:"Dawn, listen to me. Listen.I love you. I will always love you. But this is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles... tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay. And give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world... is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me."
Then Buffy took a running start and jumped, swan diving gracefully off of the tower.
Her body was held suspended for a moment and then she was gone, vanished as though she had never been there in the first place, leaving the Scoobies to search for a body that didn't exist.
They were left alone and in tears with the realization that Buffy Anne Summers, the Chosen One, was really and truly gone.
Dialogue from "The Gift". Script from buffyworld.com.
The beginning chapters are going to be a little shorter, but then will get progressively longer.