A Misinterpreted Prophecy
A Misinterpreted Prophecy
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy otherwise it never would have ended. Nor do I own or have any rights to Harry Potter. All rights go to their creators.
It had been nearly 7 months since the defeat of the first. So much had happened
since then and so much was still to happen. The Scooby gang had flown to England
taking all the potentials with them to rebuild the Watchers Council, except that
this time instead of Travers, Buffy was in charge, it would be rebuilt in her
eyes. Things had remained somewhat quiet on the demonic front while she trained
all the potentials. They had bought an old mansion which was the new headquarters,
where all the girls lived and trained. Willow used her magic to track all of the
new slayers, while Faith and Robin retrieved them. Giles was teaching the girls
their history and training new watchers. Xander was making and building repair
work for the mansion, with the somewhat awkward help of Andrew.
Buffy had just finished her patrol and was asleep when she heard a voice calling
to her. "Buffy, Buffy I need you to listen to me." Quick to her reflexes Buffy
turned around to see Joyce, her mother standing before her.
"But, but you're dead, this is not real." Was her quick thought and response.
Joyce merely smiled and walked closer to her daughter. "Yes, I am dead, but I
am also so much more. The powers sent me to you. For you have accomplished so
much, and fulfilled numerous destinies, yet yours has yet to even be realized. I am to send you to Sunnydale."
Buffy's breath slowed as she listened. "That's impossible, it's merely a crater
in the ground right now."
A twinkle appeared in Joyce's eyes, "Ah, but that is to change, for 24 hours
Sunnydale shall return. For 24 hours you shall be able to retrieve that which
was lost, tell Giles that all his texts are not completely lost." This caused
a small smile upon Buffy's face. "However, you will find 2 men there looking
for the hellmouth."
"But that's impossible, it's closed, they are gonna die if the step foot in the
direction of the hellmouth." Buffy's hands started to clench.
Joyce chuckled, "My darling daughter, they are not to be harmed. These will be
two men from my past. A past I was not allowed to remember until my death. They
are also a part of your past."
"My past. What will they have to do with my past?" Buffy asked stepping closer
to her mother, almost tempted to try and touch her.
"You should know that Hank Summers was not your father, he was not Dawn's father,
for she is yours, not mine. That is another thing I was to tell you. While Dawn
was to be your sister, by blood she is your daughter, she is what your daughter
would look like with Giles as a father, for the powers knew that would be the
only way to get you to protect her." Joyce looked into Buffy's eyes to show her
that she was speaking the truth.
Buffy took a step backwards, and hesitated. "My daughter, but that's impossible,
and with Giles as a father. No, I don't believe you."
"You don't have to, but you were to know that, that's why you could die in her
place, however you changed destiny and fate right there. For Dawn was to die there,
not you. You were not to experience heaven yet, but you changed that, your love
for her changed that." Joyce smiled again, "and for that I will always thank you.
Now back to the topic at hand, one of them will be your father. He will not believe
you, just tell him that you knew me, show him my grave. Prove to them that the
hellmouth is closed. Then join them in their battle, this is what is most important,
whether he knows who you are or not does not matter, just that you join them in
Buffy looked up from her feet at last. "My father, how come I never knew. Why
should I join him when he never claimed me as his child, no, it's not gonna
happen. I refuse to bring something like this into Dawn's life."
Now Joyce was determined. "Then don't bring her into this. But you MUST do this
or else the world shall end. Can you truly let that happen?"
Buffy's hands clenched again, and instead of looking at Joyce she stared at the
ceiling and shouted, " WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS TO ME. CHOOSE ANOTHER CHAMPION,
ANYONE ELSE, BUT WHY MUST I ALWAYS BE THE ONE TO SACRIFICE EVERYTHING FOR YOU,
HAVEN'T YOU HAD ENOUGH YET." She then turned to look at her mother, "Well I guess
that I don't have a choice, When do I leave?"
"Now, don't worry about packing, there are tickets waiting for you at the airport,
take Willow with you, a car will wait for you in L.A. to take to Sunnydale, she
can grab all the personal items that you wish for and you will confront your
father. Good luck and blessed be my daughter." With that Joyce disappeared.
Buffy ran out of her room and into Willows. "Willow wake up, we gotta go and
I mean NOW."
Willow rolled over and looked at Buffy, "We'll stop the apocalypse in the morning
I need my sleep right now."
"Fine, if you don't want to hear how my mom came to me and told me that Sunnydale
is real again and no longer a crater, or how there are people going to the
hellmouth as we speak, fine, I'll wake you in the morning." Buffy turned and
started walking out the door counting to herself 5....4....3....2.....1.....
"WHAT!!!!!!!!" Willow was sitting up in her bed confused, then she ran to her
closet throwing on the closest outfit. "Well are we leaving now or what."
Buffy chuckled, "Don't worry Wills, we'll get there in time, we already have a
flight booked, and I've been given instructions on what to do. Come on, I'll
tell you on the way."
The two girls headed to Heathrow Airport and flew out to L.A. Buffy telling Willow the whole story on the way. They were almost there, they could see the crater up ahead, then there was Sunnydale all over again, sitting right in front of them, with all the destruction they had done in their battle with the first.