Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns Willow and Tara. Because if I did, Tara won't
be dead. She'd probably be up with Willow in her room doing… "spells and
stuff".
Rating: Let's make this one an R – for angst.
Feedback: Please.
Summary: Now that Tara' death, and Buffy's all too sanctimonious, let's find out what Willow's got in that black-magicky mind of hers, shall we?
Author's Note: This fic was created when my grief over Tara's death turned to anger. Freud-ally speaking, this may be a manifestation of my subconscious self… and I don't care.
1
2 Fury
by
tiffany (rogueslayer747@yahoo.com)
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I still can't understand. They just took you away, in a matter of seconds, you were no longer with me. I saw everything, I saw how your eyes clouded the very same moment your voice faded into the wind. I felt you. I felt you going away. I felt you rising in the air, your essence slowly brushing against my face. Didn't you hear me when I continuously called your name and begged you to stay? Baby, why did you have to turn deaf ears? I cradled you and held you tight. Didn't you feel it? Didn't you feel that I needed you, that life would be unbearable without you?
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Don't look at me in such a way for you don't understand. You have no idea how hard it is to lose someone whom you shared souls with. You think I'm taking justice into my own hands? Well damn yes I am. And I won't let you stop me. You need not worry about my life for I have none left. You need not worry about my soul… it is gone. It was taken away a few moments ago. You think I'm being unreasonable? No. We had no reasons to start with. Tara didn't have a reason to die in the first place.
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You want to know how it felt? How it was like when I saw his body limp… tied in the vines…helpless… dying? Nothing. I didn't feel anything. Just as I've said, I was bored. I needed some distraction. But I have to admit, to peel his skin off his disgusting body was quite… breathtaking. I loved the sound it created as it was being ripped away… didn't you?
I was satiated… but unfinished.
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So I go again. I'm going to hunt you down. And whoever stops me will suffer the way Warren did. Probably even more. I don't care. That's what I'm going to do. Why are human beings like this? Selfish, arrogant, evil. Whatever happened to happiness, and faith and love? Maybe we are just too busy to pay attention to these things anymore we forget our essence.
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But you, my Baby, your essence was complete and pure. Even by that time I felt you rise up, I felt you whole. I will surely miss you. And I don't want to go back to the life I had before we had each other that's why I'm doing this… that's why I am ending everything… for everyone. No more pain. No more agony. No more… anything.
Fin
Rating: Let's make this one an R – for angst.
Feedback: Please.
Summary: Now that Tara' death, and Buffy's all too sanctimonious, let's find out what Willow's got in that black-magicky mind of hers, shall we?
Author's Note: This fic was created when my grief over Tara's death turned to anger. Freud-ally speaking, this may be a manifestation of my subconscious self… and I don't care.
1
2 Fury
by
tiffany (rogueslayer747@yahoo.com)
================================================================
I still can't understand. They just took you away, in a matter of seconds, you were no longer with me. I saw everything, I saw how your eyes clouded the very same moment your voice faded into the wind. I felt you. I felt you going away. I felt you rising in the air, your essence slowly brushing against my face. Didn't you hear me when I continuously called your name and begged you to stay? Baby, why did you have to turn deaf ears? I cradled you and held you tight. Didn't you feel it? Didn't you feel that I needed you, that life would be unbearable without you?
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-
Don't look at me in such a way for you don't understand. You have no idea how hard it is to lose someone whom you shared souls with. You think I'm taking justice into my own hands? Well damn yes I am. And I won't let you stop me. You need not worry about my life for I have none left. You need not worry about my soul… it is gone. It was taken away a few moments ago. You think I'm being unreasonable? No. We had no reasons to start with. Tara didn't have a reason to die in the first place.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-
You want to know how it felt? How it was like when I saw his body limp… tied in the vines…helpless… dying? Nothing. I didn't feel anything. Just as I've said, I was bored. I needed some distraction. But I have to admit, to peel his skin off his disgusting body was quite… breathtaking. I loved the sound it created as it was being ripped away… didn't you?
I was satiated… but unfinished.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-
So I go again. I'm going to hunt you down. And whoever stops me will suffer the way Warren did. Probably even more. I don't care. That's what I'm going to do. Why are human beings like this? Selfish, arrogant, evil. Whatever happened to happiness, and faith and love? Maybe we are just too busy to pay attention to these things anymore we forget our essence.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-
But you, my Baby, your essence was complete and pure. Even by that time I felt you rise up, I felt you whole. I will surely miss you. And I don't want to go back to the life I had before we had each other that's why I'm doing this… that's why I am ending everything… for everyone. No more pain. No more agony. No more… anything.
Fin