Before She Visited Hell
Chapter Two: A Stranger In The Night
He had been following her since she left the forest. She was very upset and it pained him to see her like this. He had been following her since she had been called. That fateful day at the high school when the watcher Merrick had told her of her destiny. He had been in the graveyard the night she had slated her first vampire and had observed many fights between Buffy and her parents.
Tonight was one of those nights. He stared into the window and watched as her mother confronted her.
“Buffy! It is midnight, where were you?” Joyce demanded in a furious tone. Buffy looked at her mother with tears in her eyes. Tears from witnessing Pyke`s death at the hands of Amelia.
“Can we please not do this right now Mom. I`ve had a really bad night,” Buffy said and then walked away.
“No, we are going to talk, now! This is ridiculous Buffy! You`ve been out to much! If you hadn`t meant that Pyke guy, you`d still be on the cheerleading squad and you would still be popular in school. Honey you`ve changed. I just.....”
“Mom stop it! I don`t want to talk to you right now!” Buffy interrupted and then ran to her room. She slammed her door and laid down on her bed. She cried into her pillow and clutched a stuffed pig that Pyke had bought her a few nights before.
He watched this all from his perch in a tree outside Buffy`s home. He had felt such pain emanating from the girl, such loss and hatred. He himself had felt that way for a long time. He once was a killer without remorse, but now he was a worthless loner who lived in the sewers and fed on rats. His name struck fear in the hearts of men and vampires alike for almost a century. His name had once been Angelus, now he was no one. Nothing more than a shadow in the night.
He leapt over to her window sill and gazed at her while she fell into a troubled and lonely sleep. He loved her, ever since the first time he gazed upon her and he loved her even more now. All he wanted was to hold her in his arms and make all of her pain fade away, but he knew it would never come to pass. He would remain alone and she would grieve and fight for the rest of her life. How long her life would be, he could not tell, but he would always watch her, until the very end.
Below, Buffy`s room he could hear her parents arguing about her. They had been falling apart for awhile, even before Buffy became a slayer. Late night drinking binges and arguing were typical of them now. He wondered how Buffy could put up with it all. Being the slayer and putting up with her home life must have been wearing on the young girl.
He put his hand to the window and said a silent wish. That Buffy would live and that she would do great things. She needed someone to guide her, someone to hold on to, she needed an angel. Perhaps that was who he was meant to be. Instead of Angelus, he could be Angel.
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