Killed by the old man, with my love there in the end.

May 01, 2005 05:51

I didn't see it happening this way. I generally took every possible scenario into consideration, and Angel's plan would work ( Read more... )

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quietkindocrazy May 2 2005, 01:54:26 UTC
Something had happened, something had changed... I could almost feel it. Something bad, real bad had happened. Something I that didn't quite made sense... then again, since when did things ever made sense here? Never ( ... )

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pryce_less May 2 2005, 10:15:57 UTC
I had been feeling intense palpitations coming from my heart. It had to be because I was freaked out, so to speak that I was in this place and that I felt corporeal, knowing that Vail had got the best of me, knowing that Illyria had turned into Fred for me, to wish me off ( ... )

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quietkindocrazy May 2 2005, 15:37:57 UTC
My mind was racing, for a second there I thought that maybe, just maybe, my mind was playing tricks on me as it used to do in the beginning. I tried to breathe deep, not that I needed to, but I had to regain my composure.

When the fog cleared, I could see him clearly... and it, it was really him. My Wesley. He was here, he was a- no, not alive... We weren't alive, but he was here.

"Fred?"His voice... it was just as I remembered it. Just like I remembered. I couldn't help but think back to those last few moments, the look in his face, the way he held me, so still, so close to his heart ( ... )

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pryce_less May 2 2005, 19:37:42 UTC
Still not sure how all of this work, but having a good idea, I pinched myself and could definitely feel it.

I then wasted no time, and kissed her, being able to kiss her, and not have it be Illyria on the other end pretending to be Fred.

Then, something did occur to me. Maybe it was Illyria? Maybe she had suffered the same fate as I had? Blast! How could I be so bloody daft?

I backed away from her. It wasn't that I hated Illyria, other then the fact that she had taken Fred from me.

I was just irritated that I just walked up and kissed her without knowing for sure, or without thinking about it. This wasn't heaven. This was hell. Fred had never done anything remotely worthy of having her sent to hell.

My face crinkled up. I got serious. "Show me your face, Illyria."

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