The End, Epilogue
From: "Little Slayer" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Author: Little Slayer
Title: The End
Distribution: Anyone can have it. Just ask.
Rating: PG 13. Lots of fighting and killing stuff. Plus, theres
violence between Buffy and Mya. He-he-he.
Authors Note: Yes I do realize that there have been and still are a
lot of beginning of Season Three fanfics out there. Im posting it
anyway. Oh, and Im a total die-hard B/A fan. So dont worry,
everythings going to be fine for him and Buffy. Well, maybe.
Feedback: Yes! In fact its required! If you dont send feedback,
Ill sick Angelus on you. Oooh, thatd be really nice. No, actually I
Disclaimer: I dont own him! Or Buffy, Angel, Giles, Willow, Joyce,
and everyone else. Theyre all in here. I dont even own Angels
nickname of Peaches. Thats some other authors and I dont remember
their name. The only thing I own is Mya. Shes mine. I created her.
That and the plot. Thats mine too. All the Buffyverse people belong
to Joss Whedon and anyone else who legally owns them.
Buffy fell through
the vortex. Patches of color surrounded her. One
moment, she was in pitch black and then next was surrounded by bright
orange and green. She closed her eyes and then hit the ground in a
painful thud. Taking in a deep breath, she lay still with her eyes
still closed. She stayed like that for a moment until a familiar voice
rang through the air.
Okay, I know this is hell and all, but this, this is too mean,
Angelus muttered. Buffy looked up at him in all of his leather panted
Oh, shit, Buffy hissed. Im so going to kill that bitch.
Nice language, Slayer, Angelus commented. And by the way, welcome
Angel opened his
eyes, startled. He looked around, confused, then
remembered he was over at Giless. The events of the night sunk back to
him, and instead of wishing for Buffy, he thought, *What a weird dream.*
He-he-he-he. That is all I have to say. Well, that
and stay tuned for
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