Angel had always admired Buffy’s strength and resilience. Buffy had power beyond her swift punches and her strong kicks. Angel had some contact with a few slayers in his time, although he never had the opportunity of killing one as Spike loved to brag, he had fought a couple in his day. From the moment he met Buffy he sensed something different in her, he never exactly figured out what it was that always kept Buffy so strong, so alive. According to traditions, most slayers and many potential slayers were separated from their family and friends, thus they had nothing else to focus on but their slayer duties and training. Buffy, like the few other American slayers escaped that treatment and that is what had made the difference between her living and her dying.
Angel knew Buffy was not the most powerful fighting, she had fought countless creatures that were much stronger that her. There was always one thing that she had that her opponents did not, and it always made the difference. She had family to give her hope and friends to give her reason. Buffy always knew she wasn’t just fighting for her own life; she was fighting for her mother, her sister, her watcher, her friends and the love of her life. She knew that if she died, no one was left to protect them from the evils that walked the earth. That’s what gave her the edge over the demons and vampires. Vampires and demons always fought for the kill, they wanted to taste blood. Buffy fought for the win, and therefore she always did.
Angel looked into the eyes of the girl he had always admired; he saw the change, the difference. This wasn’t the same Buffy, that was obvious. The beast inside him wished he could just release his grip, let her free and watch with a smile as she ruthlessly murdered all her closest friends. Angelus smelled the delicious scent of blood; he grew hungrier by the moment. Angel would never be able to live with himself if he let Buffy destroy herself. He didn’t care about Xander or Willow or Tara, his worry was Buffy. If she proceeded with these actions she would be lost forever, following down Faith’s old path.
“Please Buffy you can’t do this.” Angel said begging.
“Yes I Can!” Buffy said with a bitter cold tone.
“Buffy, your about to do things you can never come back from.”
“I don’t give a fuck.” Buffy responded ripping her arm from Angel’s grasp, she held the bloody knife, an inch from his nose. “You know you want to.” She said as she continued to tease Angel with the knife. The aroma buried itself deep inside his throat; he felt a growl emerge from his mouth. He could almost taste the blood, he wanted to taste it.
Angel shook to release himself from the trance. “Buffy stop this!”
She did not listen and turned her attention to Xander. Willow made a hectic attempt to raise Xander. Xander screamed in pain and feel back to the ground. He used his feet to bring his back closer against the desk apparently hoping the couple of centimeters would make the different between life and death.
Angel could not watch anymore. He grabbed Buffy’s arm and twisted it awkwardly until she dropped the knife. Buffy elbowed him hard in the stomach and he released her arm which was free to punch him the face. Angel fell backwards and tried to regain himself. He knew the beast inside was a much better fighter, but he feared what would happen if it were to be released.
Buffy did not give Angel more than a second as she kicked him hard in the shin. Angel fell to his knee and she elbowed him hard in the back of the head. Angel fell to the ground breathing heavy, he was putting more effort into controlling himself then into fighting.
With Angel on the ground Buffy searched the ground for her knife so she could continue with what she had originally planned. Buffy made the mistake of turning her back on Angel and Angel tackled her. They both landed onto one of Giles’s wood chairs shattering it. Buffy grabbed one of the shattered pieces and lifted it up ready to stake Angel. He caught it just at the very last second and blocked it with his hand. Buffy threw him to the side and stood back up.
“I don’t want to have to kill you Angel.” Buffy said finally expressing some emotion.
“Your gonna have to, I’m not gonna sit around and watch you do this to yourself.” Angel responded as he stood up slowly.
Buffy swallowed hard and went in for another punch; she punched him several times hard in the face. Angel pushed Buffy off him and jumped back. He’s face was already bruising and bleeding. The pummeling he was receiving, along with the smell of human blood was all too much, he could feel the beast growing stronger and stronger as he was growing weaker. It was only a matter of time before the beast was released.
“Why won’t you fight me!?!” Buffy yelled. She looked to see the knife sitting at her feet. She picked it up and lunged for Angel. It was a sloppy move and Angel stepped aside and threw Buffy against the wall. She came back for another attempt. She punched him hard in the face; blood flew into Angel’s eyes. She stabbed him in the chest and Angel let out a growl of pain.
He could no longer control it; he felt his face change and the beast inside him made another painful growl. Buffy stood in shock at what was happening, what she had done. The vampire inside Angel forgot who he was fighting. He ripped out the knife. He punched Buffy hard across the cheek. He growled as he raised the knife and plunged the blade deep into her stomach.
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