Nocturnal Bravura Book Three: Children Of Destiny
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The Prophecy of the Guardians
The Prophecy of the Guardians
William paced Lizzie’s crypt. It did not take a genius to figure out where she was. She was afraid and in pain. He sat down and buried his face in his hands.
Hearing the door open, he lifted his head as Lizzie walked in. Her eyes met his and he smiled; holding out his hand to her.
She took his hand and sighed as he pulled her into his arms.
“Believe it or not I’m not mad or hurt,” he murmured, burying his face in her hair as his arms tightened around her.
Lizzie looked up at him confused.
“You were dealt a big blow tonight, pet. It only seemed natural.” William said.
Lizzie touched his face. Of course he knew. She could never hide anything from either of them.
“I remember the night we made love. I thought for the longest time I had let you down, but now I realize you were telling me you loved me. You were saying goodbye. You did that tonight with Spike. I get that. I don‘t agree with you, though. I swear on my love for you that nothing is going to happen to you,” William said. “Not as long as I draw breath.”
“This whole thing is sick isn’t it? The way I go back and forth between the two of you,” she derided herself.
William shook his head. “If I thought for one minute you loved one of us more than the other I would be enraged. You belong to Spike. You always have.”
Lizzie nodded and opened her mouth to say something. William cut her off before she could.
“But, you belong to me too.”
She stared at him, shocked.
“Doesn’t make sense to most, I suppose, but I understand it perfectly. Weird, huh?” he laughed.
“No, you always seem to understand, just like Dawnie.” She said.
William hugged her. “They deciphered the last part of the scroll,” he announced.
“What did it say?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t know. I came to get you before I could find out.”
He hopped off the small stone bench and stood for a moment, holding her small hands in his.
A quiet understanding passed between them.
William kissed her forehead and led her out the door.
**
Most of The Scoobies were sound asleep when they arrived. Giles sat in the den with Dawn. He looked up as Lizzie and William walked in.
“So what’s the word?” William asked.
“It seems the according to the scrolls there is one thing that can stop Eligor,” Rupert said.
They all walked over to the scroll as he continued his explanation. “It’s called The Prophecy of the Guardians. Two beings, both with supernatural strength, will stand against him and he will be defeated.”
Lizzie looked at William. “That must be us,” she muttered.
Dawn looked at Rupert. “Tell her the rest Dad.” she said quietly.
“It talks of one being sacrificed.” Rupert said, his eyes full of sadness as he stared at the two of them.
William wrapped his arm around Lizzie protectively. Dawn left her seat on the sofa and joined them, hugging her sister tightly.
“Does it say which one?” Lizzie asked her voice devoid of feeling.
Rupert nodded slowly. It says The Keeper will be the sacrifice.”
“Keeper of what?”
“It does not elaborate. I am afraid we are not meant to know until the very end.” Rupert explained.
“No, we know now. Lizzie is going to take Dawn and leave Sunnydale tonight.” William announced.
Both Dawn and Lizzie screamed in protest.
“You need me!” Lizzie cried.
“Lizzie You don’t understand...”
She pulled away from William furious. “No you don’t understand. We fight together shoulder to shoulder. Until the end.”
“Lizzie, please! I can’t let you die. Not again. Not if I can stop it.”
“I’ve died twice already Will. One more time won’t matter.”
William shook his head violently. “This is not up for discussion.”
“Yes it is!” Dawn bellowed, banging her fist against the table.
All three of them turned to her, shocked.
“I love my sister more than anything in the world. I don’t want her to die. But I love you guys too. If you don’t let her stand by you, Will, you don’t have a chance. You need her and I need to be here with my family. If I live, what good is it if you guys are not around?” Dawn demanded, throwing herself back down on the sofa.
“Besides it’s a prophecy. It does not make it absolute truth. Look at Nostradamus,” she said.
Lizzie chuckled and Rupert smiled. William however was enraged.
“This is not a joke. This is real the end of the world. How can you laugh about this? There isn't time for fun and games and quips about quack prophets!” He stabbed his finger at the scroll. “This isn’t a joke. This...this is going to happen.”
Rupert crossed his arms. “We understand, son, but…”
William stared at Lizzie, his eyes full of anguish. “I’ve seen it in my dreams. Lizzie dies. I may die. It's time to get serious.”
William turned around and walked up the stairs.
**
A short while later, Lizzie entered his room.
Dawn and Rupert had gone to bed after Lizzie had assured them that she would deal with William. She knew he was having problems accepting all of this.
He was staring out the window, avoiding her searching eyes.
“You’re thinking about when we were in high school aren’t you?” she asked.
He nodded. “This is all insane, Lizzie. None of this should be happening. None of it seems real.” He turned to her and smiled. “Wouldn’t it be great if this was all some sort of horrible dream? We all wake up and Mum and your Mom are still alive? You and Spike were still just a boy and girl in love and I was nothing but a pounce that drooled after you?” William voice was teasing but it cracked with emotion at the end.
“No, it wouldn’t be great,” Lizzie denied softly.
William looked at her warily as she walked up to him and stared into his eyes. “If it were all a dream, then I would have never known what it was like to love you the way I do, William. As crazy as it sounds, especially after what happened between Spike and I tonight, I would have missed that. I would not trade knowing your love for anything.” Lizzie said.
His tears wet her shirt as he pressed his face to her stomach. “I can’t let you walk into this! You don’t understand, Lizzie.”
“No, you don’t understand William. Something inside is telling me that I am the one that is going to die. The Keeper, it makes sense. I kept my soul when I should not have. I could run and hide but I won’t, because if it is meant for me to die for the good of the world, then so be it. You, Giles, Dawnie, the Scoobies, even Spike. If it means you all get to continue to exist, I will gladly lay down my un-life.”
“You don’t need to be noble Lizzie,” William insisted. “You have been through enough at my hands. I won’t sit back and let you give up anything else.”
She reached out and touched his cheek. “Being noble has nothing to do with it. Will. I made a promise to you; to be with you until the end. Nothing you do or say can make me break that vow. I love you.”
William hugged her tightly until she turned and stared out the window. He took a few steps away from her. “I’m sorry Lizzie,” he whispered. Drawing his hand back, he clubbed her in the back of the head with the blunt end of a stake. She sank to the floor, unconscious.
“But I made a promise too.”
William paced Lizzie’s crypt. It did not take a genius to figure out where she was. She was afraid and in pain. He sat down and buried his face in his hands.
Hearing the door open, he lifted his head as Lizzie walked in. Her eyes met his and he smiled; holding out his hand to her.
She took his hand and sighed as he pulled her into his arms.
“Believe it or not I’m not mad or hurt,” he murmured, burying his face in her hair as his arms tightened around her.
Lizzie looked up at him confused.
“You were dealt a big blow tonight, pet. It only seemed natural.” William said.
Lizzie touched his face. Of course he knew. She could never hide anything from either of them.
“I remember the night we made love. I thought for the longest time I had let you down, but now I realize you were telling me you loved me. You were saying goodbye. You did that tonight with Spike. I get that. I don‘t agree with you, though. I swear on my love for you that nothing is going to happen to you,” William said. “Not as long as I draw breath.”
“This whole thing is sick isn’t it? The way I go back and forth between the two of you,” she derided herself.
William shook his head. “If I thought for one minute you loved one of us more than the other I would be enraged. You belong to Spike. You always have.”
Lizzie nodded and opened her mouth to say something. William cut her off before she could.
“But, you belong to me too.”
She stared at him, shocked.
“Doesn’t make sense to most, I suppose, but I understand it perfectly. Weird, huh?” he laughed.
“No, you always seem to understand, just like Dawnie.” She said.
William hugged her. “They deciphered the last part of the scroll,” he announced.
“What did it say?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t know. I came to get you before I could find out.”
He hopped off the small stone bench and stood for a moment, holding her small hands in his.
A quiet understanding passed between them.
William kissed her forehead and led her out the door.
**
Most of The Scoobies were sound asleep when they arrived. Giles sat in the den with Dawn. He looked up as Lizzie and William walked in.
“So what’s the word?” William asked.
“It seems the according to the scrolls there is one thing that can stop Eligor,” Rupert said.
They all walked over to the scroll as he continued his explanation. “It’s called The Prophecy of the Guardians. Two beings, both with supernatural strength, will stand against him and he will be defeated.”
Lizzie looked at William. “That must be us,” she muttered.
Dawn looked at Rupert. “Tell her the rest Dad.” she said quietly.
“It talks of one being sacrificed.” Rupert said, his eyes full of sadness as he stared at the two of them.
William wrapped his arm around Lizzie protectively. Dawn left her seat on the sofa and joined them, hugging her sister tightly.
“Does it say which one?” Lizzie asked her voice devoid of feeling.
Rupert nodded slowly. It says The Keeper will be the sacrifice.”
“Keeper of what?”
“It does not elaborate. I am afraid we are not meant to know until the very end.” Rupert explained.
“No, we know now. Lizzie is going to take Dawn and leave Sunnydale tonight.” William announced.
Both Dawn and Lizzie screamed in protest.
“You need me!” Lizzie cried.
“Lizzie You don’t understand...”
She pulled away from William furious. “No you don’t understand. We fight together shoulder to shoulder. Until the end.”
“Lizzie, please! I can’t let you die. Not again. Not if I can stop it.”
“I’ve died twice already Will. One more time won’t matter.”
William shook his head violently. “This is not up for discussion.”
“Yes it is!” Dawn bellowed, banging her fist against the table.
All three of them turned to her, shocked.
“I love my sister more than anything in the world. I don’t want her to die. But I love you guys too. If you don’t let her stand by you, Will, you don’t have a chance. You need her and I need to be here with my family. If I live, what good is it if you guys are not around?” Dawn demanded, throwing herself back down on the sofa.
“Besides it’s a prophecy. It does not make it absolute truth. Look at Nostradamus,” she said.
Lizzie chuckled and Rupert smiled. William however was enraged.
“This is not a joke. This is real the end of the world. How can you laugh about this? There isn't time for fun and games and quips about quack prophets!” He stabbed his finger at the scroll. “This isn’t a joke. This...this is going to happen.”
Rupert crossed his arms. “We understand, son, but…”
William stared at Lizzie, his eyes full of anguish. “I’ve seen it in my dreams. Lizzie dies. I may die. It's time to get serious.”
William turned around and walked up the stairs.
**
A short while later, Lizzie entered his room.
Dawn and Rupert had gone to bed after Lizzie had assured them that she would deal with William. She knew he was having problems accepting all of this.
He was staring out the window, avoiding her searching eyes.
“You’re thinking about when we were in high school aren’t you?” she asked.
He nodded. “This is all insane, Lizzie. None of this should be happening. None of it seems real.” He turned to her and smiled. “Wouldn’t it be great if this was all some sort of horrible dream? We all wake up and Mum and your Mom are still alive? You and Spike were still just a boy and girl in love and I was nothing but a pounce that drooled after you?” William voice was teasing but it cracked with emotion at the end.
“No, it wouldn’t be great,” Lizzie denied softly.
William looked at her warily as she walked up to him and stared into his eyes. “If it were all a dream, then I would have never known what it was like to love you the way I do, William. As crazy as it sounds, especially after what happened between Spike and I tonight, I would have missed that. I would not trade knowing your love for anything.” Lizzie said.
His tears wet her shirt as he pressed his face to her stomach. “I can’t let you walk into this! You don’t understand, Lizzie.”
“No, you don’t understand William. Something inside is telling me that I am the one that is going to die. The Keeper, it makes sense. I kept my soul when I should not have. I could run and hide but I won’t, because if it is meant for me to die for the good of the world, then so be it. You, Giles, Dawnie, the Scoobies, even Spike. If it means you all get to continue to exist, I will gladly lay down my un-life.”
“You don’t need to be noble Lizzie,” William insisted. “You have been through enough at my hands. I won’t sit back and let you give up anything else.”
She reached out and touched his cheek. “Being noble has nothing to do with it. Will. I made a promise to you; to be with you until the end. Nothing you do or say can make me break that vow. I love you.”
William hugged her tightly until she turned and stared out the window. He took a few steps away from her. “I’m sorry Lizzie,” he whispered. Drawing his hand back, he clubbed her in the back of the head with the blunt end of a stake. She sank to the floor, unconscious.
“But I made a promise too.”