I do not own any of the characters from BTVS or Angel. Joss Whedon alone deserves this honor.
"It cannot be done witch, it violates the laws of nature! She, like the other, died a natural death, her sacrifice can't be undone!" Osiris screamed with rage and slight fear. "This is different! She put her life on the line to save that village! Half of Tibet would be dead if she hadn't killed that Firewing demon! That is not natural!" Willow told him, eyes black as the night sky and flashing red at even intervals.
The big, blueish face before her was not a new sight, she had summoned Osiris once before, to her bedroom when her beloved Tara had been shot by Warren. "It is done witch, do not summon me again!" Osiris yelled, and the whole hill shook with enough force to knock any mortal down and keep them there. The blue clouds surrounding the area violently shuddered with thunder and lightning.
Illyria walks up the hill, looking for Willow because Giles called and needs her to astral-project herself back in Tibet and calm the people. Illyria spots Willow and Osiris.
"The Master of Fate, why is his facial form floating in front of you?" Illyria asked Willow, and cocked her head to the side.
"The Shaper of Things? God-King of the Primodium? Why is Illyria walking the Earth and not in the Deeper Well?" Osiris asked, his face twisted with shock. "He-He, I summoned him, he must bring back Kennedy! She is dead, and he will be too if he refuses to bring her back!" Willow explained to Illyria, not letting her eyes leave Osiris. "Illyria, in a human form. A shell. You let them castrate you like this? At your prime you ruled the world, showed no mercy! You are just a shadow of what you were!" Osiris laughed and some of the thick blue clouds started to disappear, as if a violent storm was somehow lifting.
"Don't you leave!" Willow screamed, and made a wiccan symbol with her hands.
An orange colored rune flew towards Osiris and shook the air all around his face, like the air was in a blender. He screamed in pain.
"You were Wesleys friend, were you not Black Eyed One? I shall force him to complete this deed, show him that I am not a mere shadow of my former glory. I still possess grace unlike anything this world has ever seen. When the world met me, it cried with anguish and scaredom, it-."
A giant blast of magical energy from the Osiris-Face hit Illyria mid-sentence and she flew about ten feet and fell to the ground. Osiris laughed with no remorse.
Illyria sat up with pure rage and fury in her eyes. "I will make this god wish he had never been created, I will rip his giant head from his body and show the world what a joke this long gone deity is." Illyria said, and walked toward Osiris with a slight grin.