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This is my fifteenth fic! Yeah for me and my bad that I have far too many going at once, so if I'm slow at getting new chapters updated, sorry. Please enjoy!

Shattered Realities by DarkLegacies

Chapter One – The First Joy's Choice

"Everybody out, now!"

The world was shaking all around them as the girls ran for their lives, only just making it up the stone steps the lead into the Hellmouth and back into the school's basement. Spike stood in the pillar of sunlight that had been created by the amulet around his neck. He could fell the pure light slowly incinerating him from the inside out, but what completely amazed to fell that something was blocking the full extent of the pain that washing over him.

Buffy reached Spike's side in a matter of seconds, not bothering to go with the rest of the girl out of the Hellmouth – she needed to be with Spike.

" I can feel it, Buffy" he whispered in awe, only half looking at her through the blinding light that surrounded him.


"My soul. It's really there. Kind of stings"

The world was starting to fall apart now, yet there the two lovers stood while their friends and allies fought for their lives in the crumbling building. Suddenly Spike remembered the intensity and had to order his love to leave.

"Go on, then"

"No" Buffy cried. "No, you've done enough. You could still – "

"No, you've beat them back. It's for me to do the cleanup"

The walls are crumbling around them harshly and now only Faith remained of all the other slayers on the steps of the Hellmouth, waiting for Buffy.

"Buffy, come on!"

Unable to wait for he fellow slayer, Faith turned and bolted up the steps, leaving Buffy and Spike for a last few moments together.

"Gotta move, lamb. I think it's fair to say school's out for bloody summer"

"Spike!" she cried, her eyes not wanting to leave his.

"I mean it! I gotta do this"

He held out a hand to stop her and was shocked when Buffy laced her fingers through his, and the simple act would have stopped his heart if it still beat. Then the joined hands burst into flame – it was almost romantic and the most touching thing he had ever felt in all his life.

Buffy looked up into his eyes and with those hazel depths, he saw a love for him that he had never seen before.

"I love you" she whispered, her voice threatening to brake.

With those words his world was complete. She had finally said those three little words he had always longed to her from her. She loved him and it broke his heart just to know that he was going to die.

"No, you don't" he smiled weakly. "But thanks for saying it"

Suddenly another earthquake tore through the crumbling Hellmouth and Buffy lets go of his hand in shock, fighting to regain her balance.

"Now go!" he yelled and Buffy turned and ran up the stairs, not looking back.

"I wanna see how it ends"

Spike stood and let the burning sunlight fully engulf him, and laughed aloud as the light finally started to work its disastrous effects upon him. The crumbling Hellmouth was lit with the light shining down on him from above as he slowly turned to dust. The fire, falling stones and immense light were his final farewell as he left the world, sealing up the Hellmouth with him once and for all.

"That one deserves a reward"

"Yes, such a great sacrifice on his behalf – to all of us"

The Powers that Be stood together; gathered as the watched the events that happened on the world below. Beside them also stood their mother, the First Joy, smiling sadly yet happily at how the war was won.

"Yes, that vampire was a hero. My dear dark twin never should have come against the Slayer and all those she loved. The darkness that was within all challenged the goodness and lost, as it always has. William was always special, even when he was without a soul – an anomaly"

"How shall we reward him mother?" one of her children asked.

"He a destiny elsewhere. Another reality is in need of him. It cannot survive unless we intervene and change the rules a little"

"What will we need to change?"

"A lot I do believe my children. This choice will change a world, whither it be for better or for worse" the First Joy sighed.

"Where do we send him?"

"Well… it shall be to one very fateful day when a slayer is born"

Sunlight, burning, dust… Buffy?

"Bloody hell!"

Spike sat bolt upright in bed, cold sweat pouring down his face. There was no burning, no pain… had it all just been a dream? He was left numb and shivering, alone in the dark without any answer to what he had just experienced.

As his eyes began to adjust to the darkness around him, Spike suddenly realized that he wasn't sitting on his familiar cot in the Summers' basement, but rather on a very comfortable four poster bed in some unknown room. Struggling to his feet, Spike stumbled along while feeling along the wall for a light switch. What he found when the light went on, however, was not what he had expected. Cloths and papers were strewn haphazardly across the floor while upon the wall bore posters of all his favorite band such as the Sex Pistols. It looked to him like some normal modern British teenage boy's bedroom. Where was he?

But when he turned around, his heart stopped – literately. Reflecting back at him in a full-length mirror was a young man. He had thick curly brown hair; shockingly cerulean eyes and sculpture like high cheekbones. It was himself and he was human.

Heart pounding from shock and absolute disbelief, Spike didn't hear the bedroom door open behind him.

"William dear, are you alright?"

Turning, he met a face that he hadn't seen in over a hundred and twenty nine years.


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