Disclaimer: Joss owns all, unfortunately.
Rating: PG13-R; "we're talking violence, stong language, adult content" (That's Joss' too)
Feedback: It's sad that you really had to ask...
Synopsis: Ahhh, AU!!! What happens when a gang is busted and the only surviver is given a chance to turn her life around? Two worlds collide- the world of art, and the world or street fighters.
INTRO
A gentle breeze cut through the still summer air causing the drooping leaf strands of the Weeping Willow Tree, which stood tall and proud at the center of Swanson Park, to sway.
The temperature was perfect and the humidity was low, if at all. It was the kind of day to go and do whatever it was you wanted. For many, that included baseball, football, soccer, bike riding, dog walking, among other outdoorsy things.
In the case of Willow Rosenburg, this meant settling down under the tree that shared her name and doing something artsy like cracking into a good book, drawing, or writing poetry.
For Tara Maclay however, this meant revving up with her motorcycle gang and wreaking havoc on the same beautiful world that the young Rosenburg wrote about in her poems.
But this day was more than just that.
This day would be one of the most important days in Majickal History.
On this day, the lives of Bad-Ass Tara Maclay and Sickeningly-Sweet Willow Rosenburg would collide.
Their essences would combine.
The effect would be cataclysmic.
~Fin Intro~
Rating: PG13-R; "we're talking violence, stong language, adult content" (That's Joss' too)
Feedback: It's sad that you really had to ask...
Synopsis: Ahhh, AU!!! What happens when a gang is busted and the only surviver is given a chance to turn her life around? Two worlds collide- the world of art, and the world or street fighters.
INTRO
A gentle breeze cut through the still summer air causing the drooping leaf strands of the Weeping Willow Tree, which stood tall and proud at the center of Swanson Park, to sway.
The temperature was perfect and the humidity was low, if at all. It was the kind of day to go and do whatever it was you wanted. For many, that included baseball, football, soccer, bike riding, dog walking, among other outdoorsy things.
In the case of Willow Rosenburg, this meant settling down under the tree that shared her name and doing something artsy like cracking into a good book, drawing, or writing poetry.
For Tara Maclay however, this meant revving up with her motorcycle gang and wreaking havoc on the same beautiful world that the young Rosenburg wrote about in her poems.
But this day was more than just that.
This day would be one of the most important days in Majickal History.
On this day, the lives of Bad-Ass Tara Maclay and Sickeningly-Sweet Willow Rosenburg would collide.
Their essences would combine.
The effect would be cataclysmic.
~Fin Intro~