Summary: Set in S4 of Buffy. Buffy is dead after “The Gift” and Cordy helps everyone. She still has her visions and knows what will happen if she keeps them. She doesn’t want to die. Can she find a way to get rid of them before it’s too late? Read to find out what happens.492Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRjZ2qNWc4z
My name is Cordelia Chase and I am human. I am friends with humans, vampires, Slayers, and a witch. I was born and raised in Sunnydale, California where I am heading to. Angel fired all of us, so I’m heading home where I feel the safest. I may or may not go back to LA because Sunnydale draws everyone there.
It’s a dark night, as I drive through Sunnydale on my way to Xander’s new apartment. If it’s not too much to ask, he’ll let me stay with him for a little while. We were once together, and I still love him. We have a connection that nobody ever understood.
Half an hour later, I know on the door and he opens it.
“Cor?” he questions with astonishment.
“It’s me,” I reply.
“Not that I’m not glad to see you or anything, because I am; but what are you doing here, Cordy?”
“I came home and you’re the only one that would welcome me. You know the others never really welcome me back then, so why should they now?”
He steps aside to let me in and I walk inside.
I sit down on the couch and he sits next to me.
“What have I missed?” I ask him.
“A lot; Buffy has a sister named Dawn whom apparently was the Key to a demon goddess going home. Buffy died saving the world. It’s only a matter of time before this place turns into Sunny hell. There hasn’t been a Slayer chosen to take Buffy’s place sorta speak. We’re all doing our best, but we can’t do it as good as we used to. We have lives now.”
“I can help you,” I tell him.
“How? You’re not a Slayer and last time I saw you you weren’t much of a physical fighter.”
“Angel taught me everything he knows and I paid attention to Buffy and Faith’s techniques. We should go meet the others. Where are they?” I say.
“They’re probably at the Magik Shoppe.”
“Then let’s go. We can take the convertible. I borrowed it from Angel.”
An hour later, we walk into the Magik Shoppe and everyone looks at us.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Anya blurts out at me in a not so nice tone of voice. She knows our history and never liked me.
“Simmer down, An. It’s not what you think. She came to me. Nothing happened,” he assures her.
“Yeah, right,” she says.
I sit down at one of the tables.
“This is not the reunion I was expecting. What happened to Welcome home or What have you been doing for the last two years of your life?” I imply.
Willow sits down at my left with a girl I’ve never seen before, while Xander sits at my right and Anya sits next to him. Another girl I’ve never seen before, while Xander sits at my right and Anya sits next to him. Another girl I’ve never seen before sits between Anya and the other girl. Giles isn’t here, so I’m going to guess that he left after Buffy died.
“You weren’t very nice about it and I understand why, but I’ll answer your question anyway. I’m here because I came home after Angel fired everyone. Believe it or not, this is my safest haven I know where I’ll mostly be welcomed back,” I explain to Anya. I then say, “Xander told me about Buffy, Dawn, and the problem of not having a Slayer around. I’m going to help. Angel taught me everything he knows. Not only that; I can help you in more ways than one. I’m still getting used to them, but I have visions of things to come. Since it’s Sunnydale, It’ll get worst.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know or I wouldn’t have snapped at you,”
Anya apologizes to me.
“It’s okay.”
I look at Willow, my good witch friend.
“Who’s this?” I ask, looking at the girl by her.
“Cordelia, this is Tara. And that’s Dawn.”
“Nice to meet you both; I’m Cordelia.”
I give them a friendly smile.
I look at Xander.
“I’ve missed you a lot.”
I look at everyone.
“Let’s go. I’ll show you.”
I get to my feet and they follow me to the graveyard.
Half an hour later, we’re fighting against five vampires in the cemetery. Willow and Tara are using magic and stakes all together, while Anya and Xander are using stakes. I’m suing the sword Angel gave me a year ago to use.
As another newbie vamp comes at me, I kill him by decapitation and he explodes into ashes. Another one tries to sneak up behind me and I twirl around and give it a hard kick, making it stagger back, before I kill him with my sword through his heart, and he too turns to ashes.
I look on to see if anyone needs help and I see the scene. Anya is on her back on the ground with a vamp drinking from the side of her neck. I then race towards the scene and kick it off her, before I make him turn to dust. I then kneel down by her with my sword next to me on the ground.
“Anya,” I say.
She looks up at me.
“I know it hurts, but you’ll be okay. I promise,” I tell her.
I rip a piece of my blue jeans off and apply it to her bite wound.
I have to stop the bleeding.
Half an hour later, we’re at Xander and Anya’s new apartment with Anya in their bed. Anya will be okay, since I cleaned and patched up her wound.
I walk out of their bedroom.
“She’ll be okay,” I inform Xander, Willow, Tara, and Dawn.
“When did you learn all of that back there?” he asks me.
“In LA mostly from Angel and watching Faith.”
“So Deadboy is actually useful for once.”
“Xan, Will, Tara, Dawn; I have to tell you something. Anya was a Vengeance Demon, so she already knows. There isn’t an easy way to say this, but I need to get rid of these visions sooner or later. If I don’t, I’ll die over time.”
“Cor,” is all Xan says.
“We can find a way to help,” Will offers.
“Do that,” I tell Will and Tara.
I watch them go.
I look at Xan and Dawn.
“I don’t want to die. When Anya feels better, I need her help. She might know what I have to do to give them up.”
I go back into the bedroom and sit silently on her bedside.
Half an hour later, she comes to and I look down at her.
“Welcome back. Feeling better?” I greet.
“I am. Thanks.”
She sits up and I get off the bed to stand by her.
“Anya, I have to ask you something.”
“What is it?”
“Do you know how I can get rid of my visions before it’s too late?”
“Yeah; you have to transfer them with a kiss.”
“Thanks, Anya. I’m going to go now. Get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“You’re welcome, Cordelia.”
I leave the bedroom, grab my stuff, and leave the apartment with Dawn. I’m going to stay home at Buffy’s with Dawn to keep her company.
An hour later, Dawn is asleep in her room so I go to the graveyard to Spike’s crypt. The visions won’t kill him since he’s a vampire, and I don’t care much for him.
Later, Spike has the visions and I go home and go to sleep in Buffy’s old room.
The next day, Anya is better and I tell them that I gave the visions to Spike.
The next night, Sunnydale is under control thanks to mostly me and I’m a Scooby again.
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