Dawn Summers – Destiny Sucks!
Rating – PG
Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. I do not own any of the characters, or anything related to them. What I do own: My imagination.
“BUFFY!” screamed Dawn, struggling against the vamps that held her, watching on helplessly as the other two vamps sank their teeth into her sister’s neck.
“Can’t help her now kid,” snarled the vamp on Dawn’s left, “She’s dead and buried.”
“Yeah, and once she’s gone, the slayer line ends too!” laughed the vamp on her right.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Dawn screamed as the vamps let Buffy’s dead body drop to the ground.
“Not again,” Dawn said as she wiped the tears away. She was in a small dark room, with a bright spotlight beaming down on her, lighting an area of about 4 feet in diameter around Dawn, in front of her on a small table sat a small potted bush and a pair of pruning shears.
“You failed again,” it wasn’t a question, simply a statement that came from the darkness surrounding Dawn.
“I told you I’m only human!” the brunette yelled at the darkness.
“And we told you, you’re not, you’re a mystical being, and you need to act like it, you have the power to see the threads of destiny, the ability to alter them, the ability to make reality perfect.”
“I can’t!” Dawn sobbed, “I can’t watch Buffy die again.”
“You will, and you will keep doing it until we are satisfied with the result you produce.” The voice paused for a second, “You will pick up the shears now!”
Dawn found herself unable to disobey as her hand moved to pick up the pruning shears and move them towards the bush.
“I can’t go through this again, not again,” as she spoke Dawn squeezed the shears, clipping off a small section of the bush…
“Buffy!” Dawn spun round to see her sister standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
“What are you doing in my room?” her older sister demanded.
“I… Oh, nothing, I was just… You know, looking.”
“Hey Bit, your sis asked you a straight question,” came Spike’s voice from behind Buffy.
“I was…” Dawn sighed, “Looking for my crossbow.”
“You lost it again!?” Buffy sighed exasperatedly.
“No, no, not lost, just misplaced,” Dawn grinned as she moved over towards the closet, kicking aside the few clothes on the floor.
Suddenly there was a twanging noise as Dawn’s foot hit something hard, there was a whoosh and Buffy cried out in surprise.
Dawn turned to look at her sister, but she was no longer standing, she was on the floor… With the crossbow bolt sticking out of her chest!
“You failed yet again, perhaps we did make a mistake picking you.”
“No, wait, I think I see, I think I know what do to now, I’ve been focusing on making sure Buffy lived, but I shouldn’t be, I can’t save her, I just need to make sure she dies in the right way…”
Dawn smiled as realization dawned in her eyes, she picked up the shears and began to poke around in the bush, looking for a specific branch.
Dawn cried out and sobbed in pain as the knife cut a thin slash through Dawn’s dress and into her skin.
“Shallow cuts…” Doc whispered to himself as Dawn cried, “Shallow cuts…”
He made another cut causing Dawn to cry out again, “Let the blood … flow…”
Slowly the blood dripped down, onto Dawn’s bear feet, and further down than that.
“…free,” Doc finished
“Dawn!” Came Buffy’s voice from behind Doc.
Dawn gasped in pain, “Buffy!”
Doc whirled round as Buffy strode forward, “This should be interesting.”
Without pausing Buffy walked right past Doc, gave him a push that sent him flying over the edge of the gantry. Doc cries out as he falls towards the ground while Buffy moved to her sister.
“Here,” Buffy said.
Dawn looked at her sister, “Buffy, it hurts.”
“I got it. Come here. You’re gonna be okay,” Buffy reassured her.
A few droplets of Dawn’s blood drip over the edge, falling till they strike a point in midair, and a small circle of light appeared, and grew quickly.
Buffy lead Dawn limping across the platform to the tower entrance. Dawn stopped and turned to Buffy.
“Go!” Buffy ordered
“Buffy, it’s started.”
Buffy turned. They could both see the light of the portal.
Buffy turned back to Dawn as Dawn continued to stare at the portal.
“I’m sorry,” Dawn whispered.
“It doesn’t matter,” Buffy reassured her.
Dawn tried to run past Buffy but Buffy stopped her, “What are you doing?”
“I have to jump. The energy,” she said.
“It’ll kill you.”
“I know,” Buffy stared at her, “Buffy, I know about the ritual. I have to stop it.”
The tower shook underneath them, causing them both to stumble.
“I have to. Look at what’s happening.”
Lightning crackled from the portal. Buffy looked up as huge dragon flew out of the portal and buzzed the tower, flying away as they watch.
“Buffy, you have to let me go. Blood starts it, and until the blood stops flowing, it’ll never stop.”
Buffy stared at Dawn in anguish.
“You know you have to let me. It has to have the blood.”
As Dawn watched her sister, she saw a look of realization come across her face, and somewhere, in the back of her mind Dawn heard a voice whisper.
“Death is your gift.”
Buffy frowned and turned around slowly.
When Buffy turned back to Dawn she looked peaceful.
Dawn’s eyes went wide, “Buffy … no!”
“Dawnie, I have to.”
“Listen to me. Please, there’s not a lot of time, listen… I love you. I will *always* love you. But this is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles … tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I’m okay. And give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world … is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.”
Buffy stroked the side of Dawn’s face, then kissed her on the cheek.
Dawn continued to cry as Buffy turned and ran down the platform.
When she reached the end Buffy swan-dived off and into the portal.
Dawn watched, sobbing.
“Good, you finally understand, you finally chose the right path.”
“She’ll be brought back to life you know.”
“We know, but you learned something.”
“That for the good of all one person is expendable.”
“And now we skip forward two years from that point, you have another exercise to partake in, one that will alter the future of all.”
“We changed the world,” Willow said as she walked to Buffy’s side, “I can feel them, Buffy. All over. Slayers are awakening everywhere.”
“We’ll have to find them,” Dawn said.
Willow looked at her, “We will.”
“Yes,” Giles said, “Because the mall was actually in Sunnydale, so there’s no hope of going there tomorrow.”
“We destroyed the mall?” Dawn asked, “I fought on the wrong side.”
“All those shops gone,” Xander said, “The Gap, Starbucks, Toys “R” Us. Who will remember all those landmarks unless we tell the world about them?”
Giles looked around, “We have a lot of work ahead of us.”
“Can I push him in?” Faith asked Willow.
“You’ve got my vote,” the redhead answered.
“I just want to sleep, yo,” Faith said, “For like a week.”
“I guess we all could, if we wanted to,” Dawn told her.
“Yeah,” Willow smiled, “The First is scrunched, so… what do you think we should do, Buffy?”
“Yeah, you’re not the one and only chosen anymore,” Faith said, “Just gotta live like a person. How’s that feel?”
“Yeah, Buffy,” Dawn said, “What are we gonna do now?”
And the story continues, there are always evils to be fought, always bad guys to be defeated…
— The End —