I finally worked up the courage to post something. I know it's
very short but I guess it's a beginning.
Well, actually it's a prologue. I am planning a series
called "Glimpses". Each story will be a short glimpse into
the future - a future after Buffy's death at the end of season 5.
UPN
promises that Buffy will be reborn so I thought I could find my own
way to let her return, so I developed some ideas and wrote this
prologue.
Please tell what you think. Should I really write this series or do
you think this story is more than enough and I should forget about
writing anything.
Okay, enough talking. Here is "The loss".
P.S.:
English is not my mother language, so please ignore my mistakes or
tell me about them so I can make it better next time.
SERIES: Glimpses
STORY: #1 (Attention: stories are not in time order!)
DISCLAIMER: "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", "Angel"
and associated
characters are copyright by Joss Whedon, David
Greenwalt, Mutant Enemy Inc., Greenwolf Corp., Kuzui
Enterprises, Sandollar Television, Twentieth Century
Fox, WB and UPN.
No infringement is intended.
TIMELINE: After BTVS S5 and AtS S2
SPOILERS: Everything up to BTVS S5 and AtS S2 happened
SYNOPSIS: My sight of the future
DISTRIBUTION: not yet sure, never posted anything before - you want
it, ask me.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I want you to know that English is NOT my mother
language, so please ignore my mistakes.
FEEDBACK: Yes please. I just have to know if you liked it and
if you want more stories
RATING: I`m not so sure about the rating system but I guess
that everyone who watches the shows can read this fic
Year 2001
L.A.
Last night I drove Willow home to Sunnydale.
I had to go to the cemetery, had to see the gravestone. I read the letters:
BUFFY ANNE SUMMERS
1981 - 2001
BELOVED SISTER
DEVOTED FRIEND
SHE SAVED THE WORLD
A LOT
And so I finally hat to believe it: Buffy was gone - dead. She would never have the bright future I wanted her to have - the future I left her for.
And there would certainly never be a happy ending for the both of us. All the hopes I dared to have since Wesley first told me about my Shanshu were for nothing. Becoming human again one day no longer seemed like redemption to me. The dreams I had revolved around a family: Buffy - my wife -, me and maybe even some children, happy and beautiful just like their mother. All I can see now is me - alone and surrounded by darkness. I guess a demon deserves nothing more. This is the prize I have to pay for my past.
Coming back to L.A. I realized that there are only two possibilities for me:
The first one:
Watching the sun rise for the first time in nearly 250 years. But hat would be the easy way and a betrayal to her memory. I can clearly remember a certain Christmas morning which now seemed so far away as if it happened in another life. I can still hear her lovely and desperate voice: "Strong is fighting and it's every day.!"
So that leaves only the second option for me:
I will go on fighting. I will continue to save souls. And when the new Slayer arrives I will be her protector like I will be for those who follow her. But this time I will stay in the shadows where I belong. I will do everything to fight against the darkness and every evil that lurks within. And when the End of Days finally arrive I will fight my last battle and I will assure that we will win that humanity will survive. Because that is what she fought for, what she lived for - and died for.
And when I receive my redemption, when I Shanshu I will make the best out of it. I will live my life - for her.
But in order to do so I will have to take every memory of every precious moment with Buffy and put them into a box in the depths of my mind and heart. I will have to build thick walls surround it so that I can never find them again - until the day my soul leaves this plane to find hers.
Otherwise I will die of grief. For I lost the girl I first fell in love with, the woman that meant everything to me...Buffy Summers - my soul mate.
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