Story: Destiny Unravels : When Dreams Die

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Disclaimer: Does anyone NOT know that Joss owns the shows?

Warning - Major charcter hurt in this part. Just warning ya.



When Dreams Die

**** Somewhere between Sunydale and LA -One week later. ***

Xander Harris sat in the back seat of Giles' car and stared out the 
window. It had been just a few hours since he and what was left of 
the Scooby Gang had left Sunnydale forever. He tried not to think 
about what was happening. It was all just too unreal. 

Next to him with her head on his shoulder sat Anya. She was crying. 
She had made the mistake of going to find Willow. It was a mistake 
that cost her the use of her legs. The former patron demon of scorned 
women was now crippled.....and afraid.

Next to her sat Oz. Oz had come back to town to reclaim Willow when 
all Hell broke lose, quite literally in Xander's mind. Buffy and 
Willow were gone. His two best friends in the whole world had turned 
against them. Xander's world had ended. His dreams had died.

Driving the car, was of course Giles. Giles drove in state of shock. 
The last words he had said were 'How can this be happening." After 
that he had said nothing. It had been nearly two days since he 
spoken. Two days since Buffy had attacked her watcher when he had 
gone to the Summers' home trying to talk sense into Buffy. Joyce 
however had answered the door. Buffy had completely snowed her. 
Instead she had attacked Giles calling him words he never wanted to 
hear again. On the way back to the flat, Buffy had attacked him. He 
barely made it out alive.

They kept driving on. There was nothing left for them in Sunnydale.

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** In LA ** 


"NO!!!!!!!!!!!"

Angel jumped out of his chair when he heard Doyle scream. It was the 
first time he had said anything since his cryptic message over a weak 
before. Now he was screaming in his sleep. 

"What is it Doyle?" Angel went over to his friend.

"The Catalyst." Doyle said trying to awake from his dream world. 
"The Catalyst."

"What about the Catalyst." Angel asked.

"Not their fault. Not their doing." Doyle continued to toss and 
turn, "No please, don't. Please....... It wasn't their fault." 
Angel grabbed on to Doyle's hand. Doyle continued to toss and turn. 
After what seemed like eternity he opened his eyes and looked at 
Angel.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this." 

Doyle closed his eyes and died. 

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In the shadows of the shadows a man sat and chanted. 

Evil comes and goodness goes
Purity's light the color of snow
Turns to ashes with this spell
A heart in darkness
It's own private hell.
A vengenous curse
I here do speak
What belongs to me
Is what I seek
If I can't have her
No one can
Bring me the slayer
The protector of man

The man laughed a laugh that could turn even the most evil man into 
jelly. He laughed without heart or soul. Just a maddening laugh. 

"The spell is complete. She will be mine."

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*** LA- The next day *** 

Angel, Spike, Cordelia and Kate sat around the Angel Detective Agency 
in tears. Even Spike who had not cried in over a hundred years was 
crying. He didn't even know Doyle but still he felt the pain of his 
Sire's loss. 

"Blood Damn Slayer." Spike stood up angrily, "I say we kill her."

"Spike." Angel said without a bit of emotion.

"She tried to kill me. She will try to kill you."

"You don't know that." 

"I do." 

Everyone in the room jumped at the intrusion of a new voice. Standing 
at the door was Giles and Oz. Both men had a haunted look on their 
faces.

"Giles, Oz." Angel got up and walked toward his friends, "What are 
you doing here."

"Hey Deadboy." Angel turned to see Xander carrying a woman in his 
arms.

"What is going on here?" Cordelia spoke.

"I agree with Spike." Xander said simply. "I say we kill the slayer 
and...." Xander paused, "and Willow too."

Everyone went silent. No one spoke. No one needed to. At that 
moment everyone knew that things had gone too far. Nothing would ever 
be the same again, because at that moment, their dreams had died.


TBC