"Kara's father died, she was sent to a foster family who abused her." The mouth of Kara answered with no expression of pain.
Spike was standing behind her now examining her scars close through her ruined top.
"They whipped her." He said with a saddened tone.
"Yes. Once the man tried to whip her whilst drunk and he neglected to tie her hands. She fought back, with Slayer strength she had killed him. The others, they chased her, each with a household weapon, the woman had a wire coat hanger. Seemingly harmless to a Slayer, but she had caught her in the middle of the street. Kara screamed for anyone. To silence her, the woman pushed the hook end down her throat." The seer paused, sincerity finally broke through. "She broke the woman's leg and ripped the hook out, and tried to keep running. Bleeding for a few moments that seemed like forever, she couldn't breathe. The blood suffocating her, soon she passed out. Her Watcher found her in the streets, brought her to a London hospital."
Spike was grief-stricken, this girl that he had grown so fond of had gone through so much. Such torment, first her mother and father dying, the horrible beatings, finding out she was a slayer, and now this.
She is the key element in this fight between good and evil, and she has been through so much evil as it is. Suddenly he found himself being sat on the couch. It was Buffy, she had her eye on him ever since the beginning of the spell.
Worry over him had kept Buffy from actually witnessing any of the proceedings. Kara's face looked at him, those dark fully black eyes to blue ones.
"I am sorry. This must be a lot for you to take in at once and not from her." The seer said in a concerned but factual manner.
Spike nodded at the seer of destiny, only half aware of the fact Buffy was rubbing light circles on his back.
"What about Kara. What does she have to do to the First?" Willow asked.
"Kara's destiny is unclear to me. But she will have no more pain."
"When you say no more pain you mean she will die?!" Spike exclaimed, his voice cracking in fear.
"I can't see it, if that is so, she is happy. Kara is now a slayer, who was born to a line of humans proficient at capturing and locking up the fiercest of demons. This task she is asked for will be completed. " Looking back to Willow, "It is done."
Willow nodded as the Seer in Kara's body sat back down in the same place she had gotten up from.
"Wakeful rest will waken the power," Willow stated clearly.
Kara opened her eyes slowly, back to her original color. She rolled her head from side to side a bit before looking up at the others then over to a startled Spike.