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Nov 28, 2004 16:52

Move on.Those two tiny words were rolling around my head like rocks, knocking into one another and making a deafening noise. My entire body ached, my mouth was dry, and I couldn't feel the tips of my fingers. But all I could think about were those two small words: move on. The conduit, whatever it was exactly, had been inside my body. It had been ( Read more... )

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_wes_pryce_ November 28 2004, 16:15:06 UTC
I had no idea what all happened. Everything went so fast. Everything they told us was so hard to believe. Angel dead? Spike was our new champion now? And they showed Cordelia how he died. They had shown Fred, they had used Fred. When we landed back into the lobby I only had eyes for her. I could only stare at her ( ... )

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buffys_bitch December 3 2004, 00:33:51 UTC
Everything happened so fast. And it was over before any of us could lift a finger, or react. Now we are in the lobby again trying to make sense of it all. I take in the shocked and devastated faces, aside from Miss 'L' that is, who seems to be looking too chirpy for her own good.

Angel dead, gone forever? Hard to believe it's true. For so long he'd loomed over my undead life. His shadow always covering me, keeping me in the dark with him. Mentor, rival, brother. I might have hated his guts but he was family. A part of me feels stripped away.

Then of course there is the part of me that feels put back together. I don't know why or how but I can feel and touch things again. I'm corporeal and have my body back. I'm really back. I look down at myself with disbelief.

Fred talks to us and I am barely paying attention but then I see her crumple and Wesley goes to catch her, getting there just before I do.

"Spike! Help me. We need to get her to medical or something. God only knows what they did to her."I nodded and move over to him, ( ... )

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da_lilah December 4 2004, 13:25:38 UTC
Can't say I was surprised at the outcome. In a way it was fitting. Angel being the biggest stubborn fool since Samson, going out in a blaze of..complete futility. Kinda poetic really. What the hell had he been thinking of when he'd gone to confront them? At least he could have taken his band of merry men with him, then he might have stood a chance or gotten them out of my hair ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ December 6 2004, 02:33:49 UTC
Cradling Fred against my chest I look back and forth between Lilah and Spike helplessly. I could've sworn I had a working brain at some point. I hesitate for a moment, a bit longer then just a moment actually I think. Biting my bottom lip I slowly lift Fred higher and then mover her over to Spikes arms. "I suppose you're right," I say softly, touching her cheek lightly with my hand ( ... )

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