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After the battle of Sunnydale, I remember I said something to Buffy. How she wasn't the one and only Chosen any more, just gotta live like a person. And I asked her how it felt. 1800 Slayers activated. Either of us could have walked away if we wanted, left this never ending fighting behind us.
But neither of us did. Hell, that decision cost me my first real relationship with a guy before it even began. He knew what it meant to be a Slayer and he couldn't take that so we split.
There are times, more than I'd care to admit really, when I would give anything for a normal life. Marriage to a guy who loves me, kids, the security of knowing I might even live to 30. I see others having that and I admit, I'm jealous.
Now I have no powers. I could live like a normal person if I wanted. Go to sleep at night and never slay another vampire again.
But I can't walk away from the mission. So I've realized something. The speed, the strength, the instincts, they weren't what made me the Slayer. I'll keep at the fight even without those. I'll keep fighting so others can have all those things. Because I guess in a way I'm luckier than most. Most never know what they were meant to do with their lives, but I do. The mission is what I'm meant to do. Regardless of any strengths or powers. And even though that means making sacrifices, and being jealous of those who don't have to make those sacrifices, it's still my purpose in life. So that's what I'm going to do.
Also, have a few drinks and think about getting me one of those catsuits.