This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang...

Jan 11, 2005 15:31

They were all so frozen, so petrified. As they should be. In the presence of such greatness as mine and even Illyria's. They should bow before us, weak minded mortals. So smug these beings, haughty in the miniscule amount of power they had. Or ( Read more... )

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wickedslayer January 12 2005, 00:21:27 UTC
Tears sprung to my eyes as I collapsed near three dead bodies. My daughter, my husband and my best friend. All three of them were dead. The wound on my abdomen stretched under the strain of grief and blood began to flow even more freely through it. Tears and blood swam around me, as I tried to figure out everything in my head. I could make Willow bring them back, I'd come back. Why couldn't they?

But Willow was dead too. Killed by the thing that was supposed to be my father. Wolfram and Hart, how I hated them. Bringing me back just so I could feel this pain. Nothing. Nothing compared to this. Not being stabbed by Buffy and thrown off a building. Not the Mayor's death. Not my own death during childbirth. Nothing.

I knew I didn't have long until I joined them. The blood was rushing from my side and if I didn't die from that I was sure the Wolf would rip me to pieces next. I hated him. I woudln't let him take me too. Not this time.

Reaching inside Wesley's coat, my fingers closed around the cool handgun in the pocket. Guns had never really been my thing, but I could make an exception this one time. I wouldn't let him take me too. Not me.

Tears were still spilling out over my eyes as I looked up at the blue version of Fred. "Kick his ass." I muttered before putting the gun to my head and pulling the trigger.

Then....nothing.

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goddess_illyria January 17 2005, 02:49:15 UTC
I watched as the slayer, known as Faith put a handgun to her head and ended her life. Pathetic, but it was just as well. This world would never be the same when I was through with the Wolf.

I turned to the creature and lunged at him, slamming his body into the ground. The earth shook under the force of my blow and I began slamming my fists into his face. He would not live when I was done with him. He would never walk this world or any other.

I hesitated for a second and he threw me off of him and I slammed into the hotel once more. More humans had clustered together there, to watch the action. It was their mistake. They would die, they would all die because of curiosity.

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goddess_illyria January 17 2005, 04:09:24 UTC
I turned and glared at the Wolf. He killed those humans without touching him. Yes, his brain always was his biggest attribute. I snarled and lunged at, but he side-stepped me and grabbed the half-breed...the one with the soul. I glared at him and roared, "Leave him out of this, Wolf. It is between you and me...or are you too scared to face me?"

We began circling one another, like two sharks ready for the attack. My mind caught at that analogy and I realized part of Fred was also now part of me. Humanity had become ingrained within me. I never would have cared for a half-breed...soul or no. I glared again but didn't back down, "Or are you too terrified of me, that you must use a pitiful half-breed as your shield?"

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