Buffy’s POV--Prologue
I haven’t written in a diary in a long time, since before I died, for the second time but this is a tale that has to be told, even if no one ever has the chance to read it. I have some time to start this before my cab comes to take me to the airport.
This is a hard story to tell, but in order for you to understand I have to start at the beginning. Only the beginning is a long story and we don’t have the time to go through all of that. I’ll give you the overview and then get to the real story. Here goes…
My name is Buffy Anne Summers and I’m the slayer. At 15 I was called to fight the demons and vampires that plague the earth. I went from being the coolest, most wanted, Head Cheerleader, and Prom Queen. I went from having it all to having nothing. My first watcher, Merrick, proved to me that while I have to endanger my life every night, there is always someone willing to protect me. He died to save me. After I got the revenge on the one who killed him, and got myself kicked out of school, I quit slaying…well at least I tried. And it worked, until mom moved us to Sunnydale, away from Dad, my brother, and my Life. It was a well-known fact that dad could have gotten me back in school, but mom had been looking for a reason to leave dad. And my stellar timing with my calling gave her the perfect opportunity.
My time is Sunnydale wasn’t as great as it should’ve been. I died, not once but twice. Sent the love of my life to hell after releasing his alter ego and all the deaths that accumulated because of that. Ran away and pushed my friends away from my life. I don’t think they even know who I am anymore. All they ever saw when I returned was the slayer, not Buffy, just someone to protect them.
After facing numerous apocalypses and loosing the true love of my life, I have decided to make my life the way I want and not listen to what everyone else wants. No more Xander to say I told you so and berate me for my decisions. No more willow to tell me to be happy when I don’t want to be, or take me away from what I want or make me forget who I am. No more Giles to tell me what to do. This is my life and how I choose to live, is no ones decision but my own.
Now all that’s left to do is tell them. Tell those who used to be my best friends, Xander and Willow; the man who I looked to as a stand in father figure, and all those who only see me as a slayer and nothing more. It's time for me to tell them and time to move on with my life. It’s been a long time coming and now its time. I just hope they leave me alone when all this is said and done.
Well as of right now, I’m waiting for a cab to come pick me up to take me to the airport to tell everyone. England, the one place that still gives me the creeps. In the past year, Sunnydale was destroyed, Spike died, and I became the Slayer. Yes, I know, I know…you already were a slayer, but after the battle with the first evil, I became the Slayer. What that means is, I now carry the essence of the first slayer: the knowledge, the power, and the immortality. I haven’t told anyone about it, yet, and I’m only going to tell the right people. Not Willow, Xander, Giles, or any of them.
**BEEP BEEP**
Well, that’s the cab; I’ll continue this later, when I have time to write more. It might be a while before I can write again, but right now all that matters is getting Dawn and returning to Dad and Linds.
I still cannot believe that Giles is starting the Council up again. It’s just wrong, training young girls to go out and face death every night. I mean I know that Willow managed to borrow the power of the slayer to give it to all the SiT’s during the battle, but I know that the power faded when the Hellmouth was closed. The slayer line will continue through Faith, who is the true current slayer. I’m a different breed of slayer, and while it will only be a family calling now, and all of my children will be a slayer in one way or another, I need to erase myself from there memories and there records. All they should ever remember is that there was a slayer name Buffy and she died at age 16 at the hands of the Master.
This is the only way to live my life and protect those I care about. This is one of the hardest choices I have ever had to make, even harder then sending Angel to hell or sacrificing my life to save Dawn.
Next stop, Merry Ol’ England. I can’t believe they wanted to restart the council right where the other one was obliterated. Its like they’re trying to make history repeat itself.
Soon freedom will be granted. I just hope they don’t put their noses where they don’t belong. My life has yet to truly begin, soon I will be free of them, of their disrespect, their callousness, and they’re “I’m better than you” attitude.
Time to face the music…what was it Lothos said? “It doesn't really matter. The names, the faces, they all melt together. After a time, there really is no difference. One more pathetic bitch, begging for me to suck on her clotted heart.” And it continues until the music stops.
My first real opponent, took my first watcher but gave me my first true friend, Pike. He never cared about my strength or my calling. He helped and he didn’t care. He knew I wanted to live a normal life and he tried to help as much as he could. I mean he came to the freshman prom and got all dressed up just so I would have a date and not have to go it alone. After I finish up with England and the Scooby Gang, it will be time to return to the real world.
Wish me luck; I’m going to need it.
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The characters don’t belong to me nor does the original plot line. The quote: “It doesn't really matter. The names, the faces, they all melt together. After a time, there really is no difference. One more pathetic bitch, begging for me to suck on her clotted heart.” Is from the 1992 movie.
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
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12/23/16 01:12 pm
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08/31/16 03:45 pm
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08/31/16 03:43 pm
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