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Post by Kitty Pryde on Feb 12, 2008 2:00:00 GMT 1
Buffy Rise From The Ash Can Love Only Number EarthThree months have passed since that day, the day when the slayer head quarters was attacked by the humans the slayers are sworn to protect. The battled raged on for hours. Blood was shed. Lives where taken. Buffy Summers was one of them lives. She died of at the hands of humans. After years of saving there lives, saving the world. She died at there hands. When they said she was the real monster just really who is the monster. After all everything she did was to save them. But in return she was killed. That was her reward. Theres nothing better then saying thanks for saving us like a good old death.
The walls of the building are new, the building has been rebuilt. Memories have been reformed. People have been building the walls of the past. Moving on with there lives. Some cant. Some cant handle the moving on stage they just don't want to. Xander is one of them. He cant move on. How can he. Isn't he the person that always brings Buffy back. Yet now he cant. She didn't die of supernatural forces. She died of human forces. The ones she was sworn to protect. Dawn. How can she move on. She wasn't there in a sense. She didn't even know her sister was dead until she was told after waking from the coma. She never got to say goodbye to her only remaining family. Willow is holding it together or trying. She is trying to keep everyone in track but what about her did anyone ask what she though about it. What she wanted?
The main room shuck. The light swinging from side to side as the walls moved from side to side. The books flew from the shelfs. White danced around the room like lightning. Clouds formed. Blue and green. Papers flew about the room from the now tipped over table. The windows smashed. The doors slammed shut. Then everything stopped. The lights where gone and so was the clouds. There was just dust settling paper falling to the ground.
Buffy Summers laid on the ground, the sun light dancing on her naked flesh. Her hair covering her faced. Her heart beat beating slowly.
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Post by xander on Feb 12, 2008 16:30:04 GMT 1
Xander, bless his heart, had been with Dawn, waiting while she woke up. He hadn't slept, or eaten in a while, and hunger burst through his body. Trembling, Xander made his way into the kitchen where he fixed himself a snack before munching into it. The taste filled his mouth before he threw the sandwich into the bin and threw up. Wiping his mouth, he opted for a drink instead, gulping that down and heading out. He couldn't stomach food right now, the death, the mourning, everything, made him not want to eat, even though his body called for it. With a sigh, Xander headed up to where the main room was, for thats where he found solitude most of the time. It was where he gathered his thoughts, and kept away from others that tried to poke into his mind and see what was wrong. Did they not know that he would never get over the passing of his best friend, the woman who was like family to him?
Heading up, Xander got the feeling something wasn't right. As he broke into a run, he pushed open the door and stopped as he saw the figure upon the ground. It couldn't be, she was dead. But here she was, and Xander's mind ran with many thoughts. "Buffy?" His voice soft as if afraid that speaking loud, he might shatter the dream. If this was a dream, he wished to not be woken up. Walking over to her, he knelt down, pulling off his jacket and laying it over her naked body. Sure there was sunlight, but he didn't want her to get too cold. That would be bad. As he watched her, inside he was dancing. Buffy was here, she wasn't dead! Whoever had brought her back, he would have to thank them if he ever got the chance.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Feb 12, 2008 16:44:59 GMT 1
Call me in these spirits arms..
This was the place she was last. The place she died. Where her body was ripped from limb from limb as the building blew up. Her and Voll. She was just following Lisa. Her top slayer the one she trusted in to keep everyone safe and she did do that. She was gone. Not here. Ripped from this world. But now shes here. Confused dazed. With this little buzzing sound in her ear. Telling her its her time. That she must begin what is needed. It wont stop telling her.
She herd footsteps ruining down the hall. Man by the sounds of it. His feet hitting the floor hard as he stopped at the door. She didn't look. Instead she kept her head down. Closing her eyes. Trying to make sense of everything. Her heart beating fast. Her body reneagying from its slumber. The warm sun sending tingles over her body.
It was Xander she could smell him and now she could hear him. He called her name in disbelieve. Which was to be expected. How could you believe something is real when its too good to be true?
And in there life nothing is ever as it seems. Theres always a reason for everything, always a price to pay. What would it be this time? Or could it be that there isn't a price to pay this time?
The sun was gone from her body. She felt fabric draped across her naked body. Her head still not moving. He was kneeling next to her. She could hear his heart beating faster and faster jumping at beats. He was in shock but in relieve too. She was here. She could feel that was what he was thinking, 'thank god shes here'
But why was she here? What was her reason for being her? Will that buzzing ever stop commanding her?
It was telling her something, ordering her to stand up. Was it herself trying break out. Trying to regain her feeting in the world again. She didn't know but she did As it told her. She stood. Her cloth slipping from her as she stood. She looked at Xander for a moment. Gave him a half smile before she ran. Her hair flapping back with the wind as she ran down the halls. She came across a slayer but just pushed her out the way she just ran until she was told to stop. She opened the door. Why was she here? What was here? Why was she being told to be here? Dawns room.
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Post by Dawn Summers on Feb 25, 2008 21:29:29 GMT 1
Dawn had taken a trip down to the slayer head quarters' library, picking out a load of books before sloping the corridors once again. She slowly but surely headed towards her room. Her feet dragged along the floor, sighing slightly. She opened the door, pushing its away and held the door against her back as her hands were filled with books. She kicked the door shut turning and the sight that filled her eyes caused her jaw to almost hit the floor.
Her jaw almost hit the floor, but the books actually did. She couldn't... it couldn't be... could it... "Oh my god.... how?.... Buffy?"
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Feb 26, 2008 12:12:20 GMT 1
Buffy was sat on Dawns unmade bed. Looking from side to side. She didn't know why she was here but something she dint know there was something telling her to go here. Something inside her. Maybe it was her old self. Trying to regain the life she once had. Trying to tell her her past. Maybe. "Dawn" Buffy side slightly low looking as Dawn entered the room. She had her hands full of books, and looked well she looked like crap. And she was awake. No more coma girl that was good. Really good. But Buffy could feel something different about her. She didn't know what. Buffy was still really out of it. Not really knowing what was going on what was happening. It was all moving fast and she was stuck in the middle of it. That noise in her head still talking to her. She couldn't lose it. The noise was getting more clear as time went by.
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Post by Dawn Summers on Feb 27, 2008 15:10:50 GMT 1
Dawn really couldn't believe it. It was Buffy, the look, the voice... But right now she had a lump in her throat, she felt she could barely speak and her head was spinning. Dawn's feet walked her towards the bed sitting on the corner, although quite a way away. It was something they always did, sat on opposite corners. It was probably just Buffy not wanting to be in the same general area as her bratty little sister but now it was just false of habit. Dawn opened her mouth to speak but the words just didn't slip out. Until "What happened?"
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Feb 27, 2008 15:21:47 GMT 1
Things where slowly coming back to her. The fire, the army. The death. She could feel the fire. But shes here. Isn't she. Dawn moved to sit on the side of the bed. This seemed familiar. Like it was something they have done before. "I don't know" She slipped out. Not looking at Dawn, just starting at the ground. She had pulled Dawns night gown over her keeping her warm. She felt cold here. She felt something was missing.
"Do it" The noise said inside her. She could hear it more now. It was telling her something. Do what? She shock her head trying to hide from the noise. She just wanted to rest. To get back on track. Get back to her old life. Her old alone life. But did she really want that to be alone again. To feel what she felt? Wouldn't it be easier if she just died again right now so she wouldn't put her friends through the pain of her leaving again? Maybe it would be for the best. "Do it" The voice said again. Did it know what she was thinking. Did it want her to kill her self or was there something else it wanted her to do. Her body felt weird, like it wasn't hers but it was hers. She was confused. She looked around Dawns room. Nothing much changed. She as still messy and ..... the photo.. her Dawn and "Mom" Buffy said as she stood up and reached fro the image. She forgot about her. How could she forget... a tear rolled down her face. Until she fell to the ground crying.
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Post by Dawn Summers on Mar 1, 2008 17:15:53 GMT 1
Dawn watched Buffy, just staring at her, especially so as her eyes scanned the room. Dawn could make out where her eyes were looking... the photo... and then as she said Mom.... Tears started to pour down Dawnie's face as she watched Buffy get to her feet. As she picked up the picture Dawn raised to hers too and she fell to her knees besides Buffy. Wrapping her arms around her as she fell to the ground crying. Dawn didn't know what to say or do... at least last time Dawn knew who her sister was... but she just knew they'd grown so far apart before the incident that it was hard. She felt like she'd been grieving for a stranger. "Shh!" Dawn whispered sweetly.
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Post by Spencer Lee on Mar 1, 2008 17:48:22 GMT 1
The memories all came back. Her past, her family, her gift, her death well third one. After she gave the slayers there slayers and they all moved to Misery Buffy and Dawn where still drifting. Buffy had told her when they though they where going to die when Willow went all evil that she wanted to show her the world. But she didn't. She tried, they kinda grew closer a little but then when the PS came into the film everything went sour. Buffy dose love Dawn but they just drifted. When Dawn went all coma girl it hurt Buffy deeply, she couldn't help her. Buffy tried to help her saw attacked the Army but it still didn't work in result they attacked back which resulted in Buffy's death. She did it for the love of her sister and died for it.
Tears rolled down her face, these memories they hurt. The pain was sharper then a knife. Why was she feeling these? She let Dawn wrapped her arms around her. This felt like it was meant to be. But that voice it was growing, getting louder. She could hear it now. She didn't like what it was saying. But she listened. Her heart beating. It told her. Its voice was hollow. Something was missing. It told her why. Why she was here. What the plans where. She found out. Then and there why.
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