What I Left Behind

By Hecate

 

Well I know what I know
My life goes by and I learn as I go
I know what I've seen
What I've left
That's where I've been

"
What you want me to forget" Gruntland

 

I wonder how they would react if they found out the truth. The reason why Angel finally snapped. I know they think it's about Buffy. For them everything is always about Buffy. Willow couldn't get Xander because Xander loved Buffy. Angel lost his soul because of Buffy. Faith went all manic killer-like because of Buffy. Xander and me didn't get back together because Xander cared to much about Buffy. The world was saved by Buffy. And, finally, Angel snapped because of Buffy. Because she started to lead a nearly normal life. Although I think marrying with 20 isn't quite normal. But it isn't true. Well, partly it is. But there are more reasons for it. Reasons the broken remains of the Scoopy gang has no idea about. But the most important reasons for Angel to go crazy was Faith. When she came back from prison she had changed. The last part of her that had been alive and good had been broken between the dark walls of the prison. We should have known that this would happen. That prison wouldn't help her. She needed to be outside. She needed to be among normal people. But we got her back. Angel,Wesley and me. It was hard work but we did it. And on this way Angel and her did fall in love with each other. It was great for us all but it couldn't stay that way.

 

There came an emergency call from Sunnydale and we rushed in there to help the people we considered as friends. There was a new monster of the week but this time it threatened to be successful over the slayer. It was a fault to go over there. Faith was met with pure hatred by Buffy. But she stood tall and tried to make amends. Buffy and Xander didn't even give her a try and Giles followed his slayer's lead. But Willow, shy little Willow, she listened.

 

She was the only one who was strong enough to face the ghost of the past. I guess her strength came from her friendship with Spike and her relationship with Tara. For the first time in her life she had other friends than Xander and Buffy. Friends that supported her in everything, even in her magic and showed her that bad isn't always really evil. She started to understand Faith. Willow had some big fights with the others about Faith but she didn't change her opinion. She even decided that she would leave for LA with us after we would have destroyed the monster and study there. She felt better being with us. Angel treated her as a little sister and Wesley wouldn't stop thanking her for her researching help and openly admired her magic skills. She again became my friend and she and Faith started to be really close.

 

But than came the battle. Angel,Spike, and Faith fought in one line but Buffy went all hero and fought alone. She threw a knife at the monster's heart. But the knife didn't hit the monster. It hit Willow. And that was when the real nightmare started.

 

After the monster was destroyed Faith found Willow lying on the ground. She took her in her arms and screamed for us to help. But there was no way to save Willow. She died in Faith arms. And then Faith saw the knife that was still plunged into Willow's throat. It was her knife. The knife the mayor had given to her. The knife Buffy had used to sent her into a coma. And she knew who had threw it. She looked up at us with tearstained eyes and searched for Buffy. When their eyes met she said just three words. "You killed her." But Buffy denied that. She accused Faith to have done that. Faith nearly attacked her for that but Spike and Angel could drag her away. We left Sunnydale in a hurry. Spike and Tara came with us. Spike said that he hated the slayer even more now after she had killed the only human being he ever cared for. And Tara had nothing in Sunnydale that would keep her there.

 

We tried to go back to our normal life but it was in vain. The shadow of Willow's death hang over us and Faith became more and more silent. I guess she knew what would happen. That something inside her warned her about it. She started to avoid Angel. Maybe to make it easier for him. But that didn't work out. It made it harder. It made it harder for all of us. I still wished I would have talked with her about her strange behaviour. That I would have been a better friend. And that I had spent more time with her. I miss her like crazy. I miss her jokes and the direct way she said everything. The way she could let the things seem to be easier as they were. I miss to be persuaded to do things I wouldn't do normally. I miss the long talks we had over destiny, the world's end, her duties, her past and the times we just gossiped about stuff like men and sex. I even miss her temporary insanity. Her death nearly sent me over the edge. And it did that for Angel.

 

Buffy killed her. She came by two month after Willow died by her hands. She said she wanted to talk to Faith about what had happened. Angel warned Faith not to go alone but Faith did. She really knew what would happen. This time Buffy didn't stabbed her in the stomach. She stabbed her into the heart. The hospital called at 3am and we all came to the hospital. Angel, Spike, Wesley, Tara and me were with her when she died. Angel hold her had until the end. I will never forget her last words. She told Angel she loved him. I know she never told him before and in that moment it sounded like it was the only true thing she had ever said in her whole life. I remember Angel storming out of the hospital on the search of Buffy and I remember seeing him from Faith's window. He suddenly stopped dead on the track. Than he slowly turned around and looked up to me. He didn't really look up to me but to the room where his true love died. That was the moment he started to really understand what had happened. That Faith was dead. That she would come back. She was gone. He had lost her. I knew the instant moment he lost his soul. I knew that I was looking in Angelus' eyes. I knew that he would hunt for Buffy. And I knew what I had to do.

 

I burnt the stake I drove into his heart. I hated myself for killing him. But I had to. I wanted Buffy dead as much as he did. But I felt that Faith wouldn't want that. She loved him for the kind person he was and she wouldn't want him to kill. She wouldn't want anybody to kill Buffy. Her death through Buffy was her salvation. Buffy never forgave her but that was something she yearned for. But if Buffy became like she had been before she wouldn't need her forgiveness anymore. And Buffy became even worse. Buffy is...insane. She's somewhere out there and I know she wants to kill me because of Angel. She doesn't believe he wanted to kill her. She doesn't believe he loved Faith. That he loved Faith even more that he had loved her. She destroyed the inscription on Faith grave. It took Spike,Wesley, and Angel not long to find one, and it did fit. I guess Buffy can't live with the truth.

 

Faith Wilkins
Faith can heal a broken angel's wings

 

So Buffy is out there searching for me. Hunting me. And I'm still hunting the evil. I'm hunting it with an ex-watcher, who thrusts vampires more than most of the humans; a witch, who cries at night for her lost love and a vampire who can't bite humans anymore. I'm wearing the dust of my best friend around my neck, and I have a stake of another dead friend in my sleeve. I'm hunted by an insane human with supernatural power who should kill vampires and kills humans instead. My name Cordelia Chase. I'm still alive.
 

The End

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