Chapter 5
"What if she can't do it?" Xander said, suddenly panicked.
"She will." Replied Giles, wishing he felt as confident as he sounded.
"You're avoiding the…"
Suddenly the bell above the door rang. "Hey guys," said the newcomer.
"Hey Tara!" said Xander.
Tara walked into the magic shop. She saw Xander, Giles and Spike but no Anya or Willow. Everyone looked extremely upset, never a good sign. Especially in Sunnydale. Xander had sounded upset when she had spoken to him on the phone the day before. She hoped everyone was ok. What if it was Willow? She wasn't there after all. Tara felt sick. They hadn't exactly parted on the best of terms but she still loved Willow.
"Tara, thanks for coming," said Giles.
"It's ok. Xander said it was really important that I come. So here I am, back in good old Sunnydale." She joked, secretly hoping that they would just tell her what the hell was going on.
"He didn't tell you why?" asked Giles surprised.
"Well I wasn't going to tell her over the phone was I," replied Xander, slightly angry.
"I'm sorry Tara, there's no easy way to say this, but Willow's dead." Giles told the young witch.
Tara started to shake her head. "Not Willow, she can't be!"
"She got turned. She's a vampire," Spike told her.
A tear rolled down Tara's face. Xander walked up to her and hugged her. "It's going to be o.k. You're going to save her."
"How?" Tara asked, still crying.
"Your going to give her a soul," replied Spike.
Giles produced the Orb of Thesulah. "With this."
As the sun went down Willow kissed the sleeping Edward on his forehead before slipping out of bed. She put on her completely leather outfit before heading off to play with her pet. She loved playing with her pet, there were just so many games to play.
She swiftly made her way through the house until she approached the basement. She opened the door and started to walk down the steps.
"Isn't my pet pleased to see me?" She asked as her pet started to whimper as she approached. "Bad puppy, bad puppies must be punished." She produced a matchbox and took one out. With one strike it was lit, she threw it on her pet and watched as it burned. Her pet screamed. She jumped on top of him and ran her fingers over the scars she had created. Suddenly, she dug one of her nails into him. She watched as the blood started to seep out. She leaned over him and started to lick the cut. "Ummmmmm."
Willow suddenly felt a searing pain all the way through her body. She screamed and rolled off her pet. She lay on the floor and screamed as the pain continued. She tried to stand up put the pain was too much. She wasn't sure how long it went on for but as suddenly as it had started it stopped. Willow looked around. Where was she? The last thing she could remember was walking around Sunnydale. How had she gotten here? What the hell was…
Oh god!
The memories of everything she had done came flooding back all at once. The murder, the torture…. Willow began to rock slowly back and forth. The things she had done! The pain that she had caused! And she had enjoyed every second of it! Oh God! How was she ever going to live with herself? And….oh my god! She had killed Anya! How was she ever going to look Xander in the eye again? She wanted to die. The pain was just too much, she wanted someone to stake her right there and then. Anything to make the pain stop. To end it all.
Then she realized that the poor man she had been torturing was still locked up. She grabbed the key that was hung up just out of his reach and quickly freed him.
The man looked at her suspiciously. Was this some sort of new game she had come up with? Realizing he had nothing to lose he decided to go for it. With all the strength he could gather he ran out of the room and then out of the house.
Willow was left to rock slowly back and forth once more.
