So, a few friends and I were watching Repo! and we're all pretty massive Buffy fans. As a massive joke, I was like 'well, you see, Repo! happened because Giles got fed up with Buffy and just stopped listening. And she didn't listen, so she...died.'

Someone stop me before I make the biggest mistake of my life with this fanfic. I don't own Repo! or Buffy. If I did, I'd be doing way better things with my life than writing fanfics about all these failures. Let's see how this goes from here.

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Everyone is dead.

Everyone is dead, and, somehow, Giles feels like it's all his fault. No, he knows it's all his fault, and that's all the more reason Giles has to desperately scramble for another identity.

It's been seventeen years since the end of all things came together and Giles watched life slip away in a subtle torrent of nothingness. It's interesting, the Englishman has always known, how quickly life can go down the drain.

How easily you can make a deal with the devil to throw everything away.

How simple selfishness is when you're so tired of being a servant. When you want to give up your life to play the master of your own destiny.

Nathan Wallace feels warm, like a second skin to Rupert Giles. Rupert sheds the name and everything with it, sheds the world he used to know. By the end, no one wanted Rupert Giles, no one needed Rupert Giles.

Buffy Summers didn't know enough to want Rupert Giles.

Buffy Summers learned just like everyone else did.

Shilo Wallace shares too many traits with Buffy Summers. She's defiant, impetuous, foolish, vivacious and altogether irritating. Her voice is small and soft and holds a high-pitched whine Rupert-Nathan-Giles-Someone will always hate to the pits of hell.

But this isn't about Shilo Wallace. This isn't about Rupert Giles. This isn't even about Ripper.

This is about Nathan Wallace.