Without You...part 2
The battle at Orthanc had just finished, the filth of Saruman was washed away. Their cheers and celebration were cut short but an anguish-filled roar from Angel.
Seconds after Buffy had died Buffy found herself being embraced by that familiar warmth and security. She was back where she was taken, where she belonged. Buffy was home, in Heaven.
And there, God had his arms wide open to welcome her. "Welcome back."
He stepped aside to reveal her mother with a serene smile and tears falling down her fair face. "Oh, Buffy, I'm so proud of you."
And yet, despite having been welcomed back to the gates of Heaven, she knew deep down that her work was not finished. At that moment, flashes of the last battle filled her mind. When her visions ended, she was engulfed in a bright light. She felt her light, solidify into a body much like the one she once had when she was living.
Blinking back the tears, Buffy once again found herself being pulled away from Heaven, but this time it was less painful and not as heartbreaking for she knew that her work was not done. There was still much to do.
When the pull had stopped Buffy found herself somewhere unexpected, she was sitting beside Eru Iluvitar. The One, the father of all.
She was upon a throne of the brightest stars and upon her brow was a circlet made of almost invisible strands of mithril and gold.
Iluvitar smiled brightly at the young woman warrior, "You know what has become of you?"
Buffy nodded her head in understanding, she wasn't the same Buffy she was. She felt so powerful and full of goodness. The Slayer on her was not there, and yet she felt everything and everyone. She felt like a God.
"Yes, in some ways you are."
Buffy searched his dark blue sapphire eyes, "Why me?"
"It was always meant to be your destiny, this was meant to be."
"What of my family?" Buffy asked.
"There are many like yourself who watch over them. Your coming into your inheritance started a chain of events that not even the Powers That Be could have foreseen."
Buffy looked at him oddly, "My inheritance?"
Iluvitar shook his head with a smile, "Search within yourself and you will find the answers you seek."
Buffy scrunched up her forehead in concentration but her thoughts were interrupted when she felt the anger and hatred that her husband was feeling towards Thranduil. To Buffy it was the past, she had forgiven all who had hurt her, she was cleansed of all things impure. Despair, anguish, darkness, pain and all feelings of sadness had all but washed away the moment her soul left her body.
She stood up from her seat and found herself standing beside her husband. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "No Legolas, forgiveness is all the punishment he deserves."
A/N: sorry for the short chapter but i have to type my stories on tthfanfic from now on coz my computer isn't working properly. can't get into words. anyways from now on most chapters will be short coz of that minor problem. sorry for the late update too guys and thank you for the reviews. i'm not gonna give up on this story.