First chapter!
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Uh, okay here's what you'll need to know..
This is set.. basically season six or seven.
Willow's gone cuckoo's nest. Trying to kill Warren, Andrew and Jonathon. Warren never died. He never shot Buffy and all that jazz.. the thing that did happen. Well he killed Tara. It wasn't good. You'll understand more once you read it..
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I can still remember the day I saw him. He was cute, in kind of a nerdy way. He banded together with the two other geeks, Jonathan and Andrew. I thought those guys were the town below loserville. When I first saw him, I felt nothing but pure, raw hatred. I didn't understand at first of course. I mean c'mon, I thought he was just the kind of guy Buffy brought in to get information out of, like most of the people I meet. But alas, Buffy brought him and his little buddies here to protect them. I remember walking in to the house, originally looking for Buffy, but when she didn't answer, I was looking for anyone. I walked into Willow and Tara's room and saw a body. I froze, it couldn't be who I thought it was. But I went closer, my heart racing, my blood pumping and I turned the body over. I looked down into the lifeless eyes of Tara. My breath caught in my throut. I placed my hand on her shoulder, I thought it was a joke of first, but that's when I saw it. Blood. There was blood all over her shirt and a small bullet hole right in her chest. I ran to the bathroom and vomited. I went back into the room, expecting… I don't know what. Maybe for the body to be gone, or maybe for Tara to be standing there alive, with Buffy and Willow and everyone, standing with a cake and presents, going "Surprise". I knew deep down though, that when I walked back into that room all I'd find was the body. The empty shell of someone I knew. Someone I loved. I walked slowly and sat in the corner.
An hour passed… maybe two, I don't know. Before Buffy and Xander came in. Buffy was silent, but Xander went to the body. He crouched down. I don't know what he was expecting to find. Her to suddenly spring up into life? I knew she wouldn't, but a part of me desperately wanted that to happen. I had finished with the crying, but I had stayed, staring, rubbing my eyes not wanting to believe. But when I heard Buffy tell Xander to take me out of there I knew it was real. Xander helped me to my feet and closed the door on our way out.
That was the last I saw of Tara.
Here we are, two days later. Buffy brought me to a private table and tried to explain to me why we were protecting the three men who had caused Willow so much pain. Who had killed one of my best friends. She explained how if Willow killed them we would lose her. Her magic came from a place of revenge, a place of power. She couldn't control it, and we needed to help her.
We had to separate the three, in case they were plotting something. Xander was assigned to Jonathon who was put in Willow's room, Anya to Andrew who was kept in my room and Buffy wanted to keep Warren under her surveillance, so he was kept in her room. I was to be lookout. Great. I got bored after a while though, so I began to flip through a magazine. The phone rang and I answered it, there was a woman calling for Buffy so I called her out and finished reading my magazine. I was just about done when Buffy came rushing out.
"Dawn, Dawn. I need you to watch Warren for a while. The coven called, they said they found Willow and need to get me down there. I'll be gone for a day or two at the most. Spike is coming down while I'm gone to hold things together."
Buffy gave me a kiss on the forehead and left. I went into Buffy's room and found Warren lying on the bed. His eyes were still open but he was staring into space. I felt the need to introduce myself, but I didn't really want more contact then that.
"I'm Dawn," I said quietly. "I'll be looking after you for a while."
Warren looked up from his bed and sat up a little. He looked up, giving me the once-over. I could see bruises on his arms, a black eye and cuts all over his body.
"You're just a little girl" he replied sulkily.
"Maybe so, but I'm the slayer's sister, so I outrank you"
He laughed a little at this and half-smiled at me.
"If I was to run, could you stop me?" he asked
"Try me"
Warren and I made small talk for a little while, and even though I knew he killed my best friend, I couldn't help but like him. He had such a sweet personality, I think I was falling in love. Every time I'd think about getting closer to him, I'd see the blood on Tara's shirt, the lifeless look in her eyes, the way Willow cared for nothing now. Every time I'd try to move forward I'd take a big step back.
