Chapter one: The attack

I do not own Buffy!

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,

I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.

A monster, a monster,

I've turned into a monster,

A monster, a monster,

And it keeps getting stronger.

Monster, Imagine Dragons

Willows pov:

"She'll have to be detained." Thats all I heard as smoke filled my lungs. No, no way. I had to live through this. I've been through to much to loose to this. I mumbled under my breath and a small flame appeared in my palm. It wouldn't kill, but it would be enough. I pushed my palm into the nearest mans face. He cried in pain. I pushed him off me and beelined for the door. But more men grabbed at me. I tried to scream, but the smoke was too much. A club connected with my head, and everything went black.

Buffy's pov:

I was running up the stairs as fast as I could, taking them to to three at a time. Willow. My only thought was Willow. If Spike went anywhere near her, I was going to kill him. I was going to plunge Mr. Pointy into his heart and give it a nice twist. Or, maybe I'd push his head into a nice cold bathtub of holy water. Yay, that was it.

As I got to my floor, smoke stung my eyes, but I barley felt it. Willow. That was what mattered. My best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my rock. No, I would not let her die.

I through open the door at the top of the stairs, stopping abruptly. I smelt charred skin, and blood. As the smoke cleared, my heart sank. It was empty. A red spot was on the wall. I smelt it. It wasn't vamp blood. No, that had a dry smell to it, more of a dead leaf smell. This, this was salty. Human.

Tears started to poor down my face. It was Willows.

Willow's Pov:

My eyes started to flutter open, and I let out a moan. Everything hurt, and my limbs felt like weights. I was in a bright room, sitting on the ground propped against the wall. Everything was white. My hands were behind me, and I began to panic as I realized I was chained to the wall, my feet to the floor.

Now I was fully awake, and panic replaced pain and adrenaline numbness. I thrashes against the chains, doing my best to loosen them.

"Keep calm, Will." I mumbled to myself. Memories of my heroics from the year before came flooding back. This can be my chance. My chance to find out more about these masked men.

I heard the sound of combat boots and heels walking down the hall. A few beeps, a swipe of a card, and the door opened. My heart stopped in my chest.

"Dr. Walsh?"

"Willow." She squatted down to my level and smirked. "So, just tell me how you did it Willow. Then we can let you go." Another sickening smile.

"I have to say never took you for the evil type."

"I'm not evil Willow. But I can get very angry if you don't tell me how you did it."

I can see she was trying very hard to be threatening. "Do what?"

A solider pushed through the group. "My face bitch."

Oh. The soldiers face was a sickening red color, a burns mask pulled over the worst of it. I was at a lose for words. Something tells me that telling them I was a witch was not the best course of action. "Umm, I umm... had a lighter, yeah, a lighter!"

"A lighter?" Dr. Walsh asked, not buying into it.

"Yes, smoker. Very bad habit. I really need to quite." If there is a God in heaven...

"Really. When we ran an analysis on you, no signs of smoking were present." Dr. Walsh stood above me now. "Willow. We are going to find out sooner or later. So, I suggest making this easier on yourself. Tell us how you did it."

I stayed silent.

The whole room jumped as the door swung open reveling a young African American man waving an evidence bag in the air, a look of triumph on his face. "Dr. Walsh! She's a witch! The hostile's a witch!" He excitedly showed the Doctor one of my books.

Okay maybe they'll let me go. They'll see I'm human and let me go.

"A witch? Are you sure? You have to be positive."

"Yes, Ma'am. I am." He was beaming from ear to ear.

"A witch." She said slowly, turning towards me, her eyes full of hunger.

I know this is really short, but its only a set up chapter. The others will get longer, I promise. I hope you liked it R+R. Also, I just wanted to say, of anyone here is a Riley+ Buffy fan, this fic is not for you. - The Professor