Topic 390 - Sick
Sick
Besides never growin' old. Stayin' forever young... forever hot. And never dyin' from natural causes. Not gettin' sick is one of the best things about bein' a vampire. So I don't have to worry 'bout gettin' sick or whatnot. But I still gotta worry when others I know and love get sick. It breaks my heart to see the ones I love suffer.
One of the saddest moments in my life. Well it was when I found out Fred was sick. Possessed by an ancient god known as Illyria. Eaten her up from the inside out. Takin' over her body. Destroyin' everythin' that she was. And leavin' only a shell of who she once was. It was all so sudden. Fred gone from bein' so full of life. So happy and in love with Wesley. To bein' so sick and gravely ill. It is bloody hard to talk about. Fred was one of the few people in the world that I ever connected with. We had a unique bond. A special friendship. I loved her. She was such a wonderful friend. She had such a beautiful soul. So kind. So loving. She believed in me. When others doubted me. When others didn't give a sod whether I vanished or not. She gave me strength. Strength to carry on and not give up. When I was stuck as a helpless ghost. Unable to touch the world. Fred gave me the courage to not lose hope. And thanks to her support I eventually became my soulful vampire self.
It bloody hurts to think about Fred bein' sick. Hurts a hell of allot more knowin' me and my friends wasn't able to save her. We all would have gone to hell for her. Died for her. But like other bad times. It seems like me and Angel are always destined to lose the ones we love. No matter how hard we try to find happiness. How hard we try to find friendship and love. The fickle hand of fate gives us a bad deal. So we are left with only our memories. Memories of better days. And hopes that maybe, just maybe everythin' will work out in the end.
Theatrical_Muse: Topic #390
Muse: Spike
Fandom: Buffy/Angel The Series
Words: 377
Besides never growin' old. Stayin' forever young... forever hot. And never dyin' from natural causes. Not gettin' sick is one of the best things about bein' a vampire. So I don't have to worry 'bout gettin' sick or whatnot. But I still gotta worry when others I know and love get sick. It breaks my heart to see the ones I love suffer.
One of the saddest moments in my life. Well it was when I found out Fred was sick. Possessed by an ancient god known as Illyria. Eaten her up from the inside out. Takin' over her body. Destroyin' everythin' that she was. And leavin' only a shell of who she once was. It was all so sudden. Fred gone from bein' so full of life. So happy and in love with Wesley. To bein' so sick and gravely ill. It is bloody hard to talk about. Fred was one of the few people in the world that I ever connected with. We had a unique bond. A special friendship. I loved her. She was such a wonderful friend. She had such a beautiful soul. So kind. So loving. She believed in me. When others doubted me. When others didn't give a sod whether I vanished or not. She gave me strength. Strength to carry on and not give up. When I was stuck as a helpless ghost. Unable to touch the world. Fred gave me the courage to not lose hope. And thanks to her support I eventually became my soulful vampire self.
It bloody hurts to think about Fred bein' sick. Hurts a hell of allot more knowin' me and my friends wasn't able to save her. We all would have gone to hell for her. Died for her. But like other bad times. It seems like me and Angel are always destined to lose the ones we love. No matter how hard we try to find happiness. How hard we try to find friendship and love. The fickle hand of fate gives us a bad deal. So we are left with only our memories. Memories of better days. And hopes that maybe, just maybe everythin' will work out in the end.
Theatrical_Muse: Topic #390
Muse: Spike
Fandom: Buffy/Angel The Series
Words: 377