Title: Out of Time
Author: Physhy
Rating: R for language and violence
Disclaimer: Not mine. I only own the plot. Buffy and the gang are owned by Joss Whedon, and Fox.
Summary: What if Warren a different spell from Rack to use against Willow. Set during Grave and Dopplegangland.
Chapter 1
She was stalking him, hunting him. The cool night air and damp leaves lashing at her face. She could tell he was just ahead of her, thrashing through the underbrush like a scared rabbit. She savored the fear she felt coming off him in waves. She slowed as she heard him stop just a few yards in front of her. Willow pushed aside a branch and stepped into a clearing in the forest. It was one that she recognized, she'd come here in the past for rituals with Tara. She could still see her here, her long blond hair flowing in the breeze. The thin sheen of perspiration on her skin as the power built between them,and after... It was that thought that drove the dagger of grief deeper into her heart bringing her back to the woods around her, and the man she'd chased out here.
Warren was sitting in a red circle, his pale skin sweating and trembling in fear. He was chanting in latin, some silly little piece of magic he thought would actually save his sorry hide. Willow laughed, her black hair flaring out around her. He actually thought he could use magic on her, she was the magic now. She could feel it racing through every inch of her being, surging to the brim with darkness. Her laughter rolled through the clearing and the with thought she could actually hear his heartbeat racing like a drumroll.
"Do you really think that you're strong enough to beat me with the magics. You couldn't even begin to comprehend what real power is. It would burn you out, because you're just plain weak." She paused in reflection and when she spoke Warren was surprised to hear the quiet girl he remembered from school. "She had it though. Not just the power but the strength to bear it. The only other person I ever met who came close was Buffy, but Tara she was stronger. The strongest person I ever met, and you took her away from ME!" Her voice rose into a painful scream that shook the trees and sent animals scattering.
Willow stopped as she felt a change in the air. The wind suddenly rose to a howl as it whipped passed her. She felt the familiar charge of energy as the magics built. It crackled with energy as blue lights began to swirl around her, stinging her skin and making her flinch. This wasn't supposed to be happening, he shouldn't be able to raise this kind of power. Warren just kept chanting as the magic grew. "What the fuck ? " was all she could say before she was completely engulfed by the blue light.
Sunnydale, Night, 3 Years Earlier
The darkness was invaded by a bright blue flash of light. Swirling around and around like a flame, burning higher and higher into the night before quickly fading back into nothing. In it's wake you could barely make out the lone reed thin figure left standing in the middle of the street. The pale girl with dark hair was shaking from head to toe, agony inching it's way into every inch of her body. She dropped to her knees and pain exploded from the contact and with that she mercifully collapsed onto the asphalt, lost to the dark.