Willow the Slayer

by waterflower63

She moved and lived as if every day were to be her last day. All feared her and she used their fear to her advantage. Her motive was kill or be killed. She is known as the Invisible Slayer. But is this slayer able to accept friendship? or will she forever be trapped in a world with no love nor hope for a happy future? AN/ 10th Walker but will not always follow the story line.

20. Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Willows POV

I cared not for life as I cuddled up my legs to my body and held myself, in the corner of the dark small cell. Seeing nothing and hearing nothing, there was no fresh air. This was possibly worse than being beaten, for at least I heard something and I could move, and see a glimpse of light. I was not only physically locked up anymore, but also mentally locked up. I could find nothing within myself that brought even a flicker of hope. I had at one stage heard voices but I cast them aside, my brain was playing ticks on me. The voices came each day, louder and louder, I held my head in my hands and cried. It was a wonder I had not yet died, my body felt numb, but when I moved my body felt like it was being set on fire. I tired not to move too much, not wishing to feel this pain anymore. I thought of my family and friends back at home. I wondered if they were still alive and fighting, or dead. At this thought another wave of sobs unintentionally took over.

'Pip did you hear that?' I hit my head against my arms telling the voice to shut up. The action made me see stars. Someone was making noise, I hoped they had come to kill me.

'OI PIP OVER HERE,' no they were not real.

'Willow, what has happened to you? Never mind, you are safe now, Pippin will stay with you while I find the key and some help.' My mind had betrayed me, how could it tell me this.

I cuddled my legs closer to my body as I rocked myself muttering, 'You're not real', I repeated over and over again. But the voice would not stop talking to me and assuring me that I was safe and that I would be ok. Louder footsteps entered my mind, why would my mind haunt me like this? Was I not in enough pain already? My cage opened I closed my eyes tightly, I curled myself up even smaller against the wall. This did not stop the soft warm hands from gently picking me up. No this was not real these people were not real. I sobbed wishing it were real. Voices muttered words, I tried to fight the person off me, but all I could feel was agonizing pain. I was too tired to fight. This did not stop the utter panic from overtaking me as I tried to come up with a reason why they were treating me so gently. But within moments I suddenly felt more clam then I had in a long time. I sighed letting myself fall against the welcoming body.

I felt myself become air born. My body was being carried someone was talking to me, 'You're safe, shh sleep now little one, you're safe, I have you. I won't let you go, hush now stop fighting me little one. Sleep now your dreams shall not be plagued with horrors I promise.' Something in the back of my mind relaxed, soon a sweet song filled my head my eyes closed and I knew no more.