Title: Wish 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Parent-teacher night had been a disaster of epic proportions.
Cleaning up the mess the raging vampires had made, Buffy was not a happy Buffy. She was, in fact, an extremely irate Buffy.
If stupid Spike and his lame ass minions hadn't broken in the night before, she would be off the hook today. She could be washing her hair or sharpening her stake or begging her mother for shopping money. But instead she was here, at school on a Saturday morning, cleaning up vampire mess.
"Ouch!" She looked at her hand and cursed. She had broken a nail.
"Dammit, I wish Spike was never born."
For a time the nightlife of Sunnydale was peaceful. Drusilla was killed in Prague, and so never made her way to Sunnydale. There was no rising of the Judge. And while Angel did become Angelus and was sent to Hell, he did return again a few months later.
Life for the Slayer and her friends went on as usual, with Big Bads and Little Bads to fight and face and a world to keep turning.
Then, five years after Buffy made her wish, the First used her minions to open the Hellmouth and all the demons of hell rose and the world was bathed in fire. And those that tried to stop the coming, the old Slayers and the new Slayers and the companions that dared to fight evil with them, they all died trying to stem the tide in a battle that could not be won.
The Hellmouth was a gaping maw and the rushing coming of demons and devils and all things evil could not be stopped by so few.
Demons ruled the world and the human race was nothing more than food for the Beast.