Death is my Gift.
Prologue - (Sacrifice - Christophe Beck)
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all the Buffy verse characters do not belong to me; the show belongs to the genius that is Joss Whedon. (Who I will be eternally grateful to for bringing that show into my life.) Though if I'd owned it things might have gone a little differently
I really wanted to write a piece of fanfic surrounding Buffy's death when Angel finds out and when she comes back for two main reasons. One cos obviously it wasn't depicted in the show and everyone has their own idea of how it all goes down so this is mine. And two because I really hated the way Joss portrayed Angel in that time like he seemed not to care as much as he should so I wanted to change that.
I also wanted to give a reason for why Angel eventually allows his feelings for Cordelia to develop even though he left Buffy because of the curse. I never got why Joss did that so I wanted to create my own explanation in some of the words Buffy says to Angel when they meet. I hope when u read it u can see what I mean. Hope u like. Had originally intended it to be pretty short just the scene where Angel finds out, a funeral scene and meeting between the Buffy and Angel when he finds out she's alive.
But cos I love the show soooo much I got carried away writing more. Please review this is my first ever piece of writing and first ever fanfic, critical suggestion is welcome just don't be to harsh lol. Oh and there is some bits of canon just to set the scene or explain things etc. And suggestions for music that would go with that scene.
I'm B.A all the way by the way. I've watched the show since I was 11 I'm 24 now and I'll always be B.A. I don't know how anyone can love and appreciate the show and not be. The idea of Angel and Cordelia makes me want to gag. I like them as best friends but nothing more. So this is kinda therapeutic for me as it helps me to create a reason 4 Angels temporary insanity which made him believe maybe he wanted to be with her.
The world was falling down around them. It seemed that the end was here. The two sisters stood together atop the tower as for a moment the world slowed. A decision had to be made, an act of bravery chosen to save their friends, to save the world. Dawn, the youngest Summer's knew what she had to do, any more hesitation and the fear might hold her back, she had to be brave – just like Buffy had always taught her.
And so Dawn tried to run past her slayer sister, but Buffy grabbed her back. 'What are you doing?' She questioned looking at Dawn, fear in her eyes.
'I have to Jump,' Dawn cried. 'The energy.'
'It'll kill you.'
Dawn sniffed. 'I know,' she spoke softly. 'Buffy, I know about the ritual. I have to stop it.'
'No,' Buffy argued, as the Tower shook underneath them, making them both stumble.
'I have to. Look at what's happening!'
Buffy looked around horrified as a huge dragon emerged from a portal near the tower, flying by them into town. Unable to stop it, she couldn't believe this was happening. But she couldn't let Dawn die. It was her job to protect her, Dawn was an innocent, and she was her baby sister. She wouldn't let this happen. There had to be another way.
'Buffy, you have to let me go.' Dawn pleaded trying to get Buffy to understand, she was going to be brave, she was going to do this. 'Blood starts it, and until the blood stops flowing, it'll never stop.'
Buffy stared at Dawn, the anguish written all over her face.
Dawn tried again tearfully. 'You know you have to let me. It has to have blood.'
And then suddenly it dawned on Buffy the truth of those words. She knew now how to save Dawn; she knew what she had to do. She remembered Spike's words to her earlier that day. 'Cause it's always got to be blood.'
Then she remembered what the monk had said to her, what she herself had said to Dawn.
'It's Summers blood just like mine.' The monks had made Dawn from her blood, and the first slayer had told her, had given her the answer all along. 'Death is your gift.' It didn't have to be Dawn.
She could be the one to close the portal, she could be the one to end this and save her sister. And just like that she felt at peace, this was what she was supposed to do; this was what she was meant for. Determined and so sure of herself all her fears left her body. She was the slayer and it was her duty to hold back the darkness and protect the innocents like Dawn.
She would do this. Buffy turned around looking out at the platform; holes were appearing everywhere now creating breaches in the sky. The sun was rising, it was time. Turning back to Dawn, Buffy looked resolute. Dawn stared at her wide eyed, realisation of what Buffy was going to do written clear on her face. 'Buffy no,' Dawn cried desperately.
'Dawnie, I have to.'
'Listen to me. Please, there's not a lot of time, listen.'
Buffy held Dawn and began to talk as the world fell apart behind them.
'Dawn listen to me, listen...I love you. I will always love you, but this is the work that I have to do... Tell Giles...tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay. And give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.' She finished her voice strong and clear.
Buffy stroked Dawn's cheek with her hand, memorising her face. Then she kissed her cheek, kissed her goodbye. Buffy looked at Dawn, just one more moment she thought still clasping her sisters hand. Then she let go of her life, she turned and she ran for the edge, and she let go, she had said goodbye, accepted her Gift and jumped.
Dawnie I love you. Giles, Xander, Willow. Spike look after her. Mum, Oh god Mummy I love you, maybe I'll get to see you now. I've missed you. Angel...Angel, Angel I wish I could have seen you one last time.
Down below they gathered- Willow and Tara stood holding each other up in support, they walked slowly and painfully forward with Giles, and Xander holding Anya in his arms. They moved forward all focused on the same spot ahead. The spot where the lifeless body of the Slayer lay.
Spike stumbled closer, falling to the ground, shielding himself from the rising sun, his face bloodied and coated in dirt. Willow and Xander began to cry as Anya bowed her head in sadness shielded by his strong arms. Giles too wept at the loss of the woman he considered his daughter. Spike with his hands over his face sobbed openly. And Dawn descended the stairs of the tower, coming towards the others. Coming towards the lifeless body of Buffy Anne Summers- the slayer - the girl they all loved.