Ficlet: The End Of The World
Title: The End Of The World.
Author: Leanne
Email: leapg2003@yahoo.ca
Feedback: I would love to know what you thought! *g*
An: This is just a short ficlet that I did for my friend Colleen.It's only 600 words...Just thought I'd get my muse going. It's not beta'd.
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I awake suddenly and glance nervously around the room, my hand is clutched tightly around my blanket.
A loud rumble startles me and a flash of lightning shoots across the sky. I remove my blanket and slip out of bed. I glance at the clock on my night stand its 3:08 am. Slipping my feet into my slippers, I lift myself off the bed and head out of my room.
Quietly I scurry down the hallway, making sure I don't wake Dawn and Willow and head down the stairs, my sweaty hand slips off the railing and I stumble down the stairs. I quickly recover myself and grab the cold railing. As my eyes adjust to the dark living room my vision catches an envelope on the ground. Curious, I pick up the yellow letter that was slipped under the door and open it.
My senses are going crazy now, the musky smell from the letter reminds me of Angel and tears develop in my eyes, wiping them away I take a seat on the leather couch.
"Dearest Beloved,
I really don't know why I am writing you, maybe because I'm unsure of what will happen.
It's time. Tonight I will face my toughest battle... Wolfram and Hart, I don't know if I'll get out alive or if anyone will for that matter. I…I want you to know that I love you…Even though it’s been years really, since we have spoken. I never have forgotten you…us, our love. There are so many things I need to tell you, explain to you, but I can’t, not now. I need you to do something for me. Tomorrow night you need to go to our place, where we met after your return from death.
If all goes well, I will be there by sunrise. Come alone. If for some chance I don’t make it, someone will be waiting for you there, to give you a message.
I have to go…Be safe and B…Buffy I love you.
Always,
Angel
I can feel the tears forming in my eyes, and I glance down at the letter in my hands. What did Angel want to tell me? What if he doesn't make it? The screen doors slams startling me and I regain my posture and move quickly around the sofa and sprint up the stairs.
I need to pack for my journey back to Sunnydale, it’s almost morning. I whisper to myself and grab my duffle bag by the door, filling it quickly. After packing up everything I need, I begin to write Dawn and Willow a letter, explaining to them I need to leave. After writing almost a page, I fold it nicely and slip it under Willow's door.
Glancing to the clock above the stairs, I realise I only have six hours before I'd be there. Picking up my pace I find my car keys and slip outside, the air is chilly and the thunder rumbles loudly around me, frightening me. Shivering slightly, I open the truck door and get inside.
After, what it seemed like an eternity, I glance out the front window, my eyes searching for the bright, yellow sun. But I know today I won’t see one.
Today is Angel’s sanctuary. Today is the answer to everything.The end of world is here, or is it just the beginning?
The end.
So what do you guys think? Hmmm?
Author: Leanne
Email: leapg2003@yahoo.ca
Feedback: I would love to know what you thought! *g*
An: This is just a short ficlet that I did for my friend Colleen.It's only 600 words...Just thought I'd get my muse going. It's not beta'd.
***
I awake suddenly and glance nervously around the room, my hand is clutched tightly around my blanket.
A loud rumble startles me and a flash of lightning shoots across the sky. I remove my blanket and slip out of bed. I glance at the clock on my night stand its 3:08 am. Slipping my feet into my slippers, I lift myself off the bed and head out of my room.
Quietly I scurry down the hallway, making sure I don't wake Dawn and Willow and head down the stairs, my sweaty hand slips off the railing and I stumble down the stairs. I quickly recover myself and grab the cold railing. As my eyes adjust to the dark living room my vision catches an envelope on the ground. Curious, I pick up the yellow letter that was slipped under the door and open it.
My senses are going crazy now, the musky smell from the letter reminds me of Angel and tears develop in my eyes, wiping them away I take a seat on the leather couch.
"Dearest Beloved,
I really don't know why I am writing you, maybe because I'm unsure of what will happen.
It's time. Tonight I will face my toughest battle... Wolfram and Hart, I don't know if I'll get out alive or if anyone will for that matter. I…I want you to know that I love you…Even though it’s been years really, since we have spoken. I never have forgotten you…us, our love. There are so many things I need to tell you, explain to you, but I can’t, not now. I need you to do something for me. Tomorrow night you need to go to our place, where we met after your return from death.
If all goes well, I will be there by sunrise. Come alone. If for some chance I don’t make it, someone will be waiting for you there, to give you a message.
I have to go…Be safe and B…Buffy I love you.
Always,
Angel
I can feel the tears forming in my eyes, and I glance down at the letter in my hands. What did Angel want to tell me? What if he doesn't make it? The screen doors slams startling me and I regain my posture and move quickly around the sofa and sprint up the stairs.
I need to pack for my journey back to Sunnydale, it’s almost morning. I whisper to myself and grab my duffle bag by the door, filling it quickly. After packing up everything I need, I begin to write Dawn and Willow a letter, explaining to them I need to leave. After writing almost a page, I fold it nicely and slip it under Willow's door.
Glancing to the clock above the stairs, I realise I only have six hours before I'd be there. Picking up my pace I find my car keys and slip outside, the air is chilly and the thunder rumbles loudly around me, frightening me. Shivering slightly, I open the truck door and get inside.
After, what it seemed like an eternity, I glance out the front window, my eyes searching for the bright, yellow sun. But I know today I won’t see one.
Today is Angel’s sanctuary. Today is the answer to everything.The end of world is here, or is it just the beginning?
The end.
So what do you guys think? Hmmm?