Author: Pumpkin Belly
Summary: Sacrificing a million people is always easier than sacrificing one.
A/N: I got this idea from something someone said on a talk show. It's written from Buffy's POV. What she might have been thinking sending Dawn away in End of Days.
Going into this battle I knew there was going to be a lot of casualties. People were going to die. You can't fight the inevitable. I tried not to think about it nonetheless, but I didn't attach myself to any of the potentials. I cut myself off.
A lot of people think I'm a bitch because of it. Maybe I am but I do what needs to be done. I made the big choices. They weren't as hard as you would think to make. I knew there had to be a fight. I knew the girls would be a part. And I knew people were going to be hurt. They might not like my choice, but at least they didn't have to make it.
The hard part was that people I loved might die. I'd have to deal with the effects of there death. Sacrificing a million people is always easier than sacrificing one. That's why I have to do this. I can't let her die. Even if I don't make it through the fight she will. She can grow up and have the normal life I've always wanted.
That sounds silly even in my head. She can't have a normal life after everything she's seen, but I can believe that she will.
Even though I know that she'll probably come back, I can't sacrifice my sister. That's why I'm having Xander take her away. She's too important to me. And when she comes back, at least I can say I tried. And then I'll be even more proud of her, cause she had the chance to have the life I always wanted but she chose the life she was destined to have.
Sacrificing the army I have put together will be easy; sacrificing the people in it will be hard.