BtVS Drabble: Her Gift

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Title: Her Gift
Fandom: BtVS
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Buffy, Dawn.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 3: Final Moments at sesquidrabbles.
Spoilers/Setting: The Gift.
Summary: Buffy is about to make the ultimate sacrifice for her sister.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Joss Whedon.
A/N: Drabble and a half, 150 words.




In her final moments, Buffy understands the first slayer’s words: Death is your gift. It’s not the death she deals out to vampires and demons, that’s not what was meant, it’s her own death, and her gift to her sister; Buffy dies and Dawn lives, it really is that simple.


It no longer matters to her that Dawn was created rather than born, a mystical key transformed into a young girl, because Dawn is her sister in all the ways that matter and Buffy cannot let her go to her death. She’s so young, so innocent; she hasn’t had the chance to really live yet, while Buffy just feels old and jaded, weighed down by too much responsibility.


The portal that’s opening thanks to Dawn’s spilled blood can only be closed the same way, but Buffy’s blood is the same as Dawn’s…


And so she jumps.


It’s the only way.



The End

Comments

[vantiri.livejournal.com]

You nailed it, that story was the nature of what love really is: sacrificial in its nature; especially about the sibling love and the sacrificial nature to sibling love- and she's her guardian, so it makes sense.
I thank you for your essay on her thoughts in this story.

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Thank you.

[vantiri.livejournal.com]

You're most welcome yet again; these are really good quality works of yours, you should continue them. Sorry about the lateness of this reply, though.

A Hearty Thank You.

[vantiri.livejournal.com]

This's one really useful essay, especially to me; maybe I should watch that show in that regard... for if Dawn was created, to be Buffy's sister, then in a sense, couldn't she be a reflection of one's Guardian Spirit: a created adopted sibling of a sort who lives with one throughout their life?
If so, nor not, I want to thank you for the fuel and supplies you've just arranged accidentially for me to receive, as you didn't know I existed in all likelihood when you wrote this, but it helped me nonetheless.