NOTE: I stopped watching before Seeing Red. Therefore, some information
might be a little off. However, I caught some scenes of the last season,
but nonetheless that does not gurantee that some of this story will be
"changed" to my (the autor's) whim.
Part 2-
Willow had just spent the summer in England. With the Sacred Sisters of The Blessed Virgin, while there she learned that all things are entwined together on Earth. Magic is no exception. Giles pointed out to her that using her magic, limitedly, to help her friends was not a bad thing.
Therefore, doing this spell will have consequences, nothing to can be foreseen. Willow knew full well the dangers of this spell. She knew that she might bring something that is trapped between all time and space through with her. She found the risk acceptable, because being without Tara was sheer torture. However, once there she wasn't going to risk anything going wrong. So, once she arrived back to the place and time she knew she had to go to, there would be absolutely no more magic.
Willow, also, knew she couldn't go too far back into the past. It could prevent her from learning the lessons she had learned. It could, also, very well prevent her reunion with Tara. No some mistakes you can't change. "Fail to learn from history and history is doomed to continue to repeat itself!"
She had to go back to the night that Tara came back to her and then she had to find Warren. Bound him up, then she would take the gun and bullet that "was" destined to kill Tara. She'd wear gloves (wrapping away any evidence that placed her there) put his hand around it and then she'd press down on his index finger while the barrel was in his mouth and blow his brains out. Then, hopefully the "future" Willow would disappear. Because, she could no longer exist. A new and brighter future would be written for them. The path would be long and they'd walk down it together. Life was diffintly worth living.
Willow went and sat down where she was holding Tara's lifeless body, not no more than 3 months earlier. At first, she sat there remembering with tears rolling down her cheek. The expression changed to anger and the tears stopped a few seconds later as her instant recall played out the scenario as it happened. Her face turned to pure confidence and she whispered, "Failure is not an option! I will not live this hell one more day! I won't!" Finishing yelling to the ceiling.
"Un nay Usa deday Cum de la Fu de la! Kufa sex a Bol a fex la!" and with the spell spoken without hesitation. Willow was surrounded by a whirl of smoke and glittering, shimmering small balls of light. They swirled until the whisked her back through time and space.
TBC.......
Part 2-
Willow had just spent the summer in England. With the Sacred Sisters of The Blessed Virgin, while there she learned that all things are entwined together on Earth. Magic is no exception. Giles pointed out to her that using her magic, limitedly, to help her friends was not a bad thing.
Therefore, doing this spell will have consequences, nothing to can be foreseen. Willow knew full well the dangers of this spell. She knew that she might bring something that is trapped between all time and space through with her. She found the risk acceptable, because being without Tara was sheer torture. However, once there she wasn't going to risk anything going wrong. So, once she arrived back to the place and time she knew she had to go to, there would be absolutely no more magic.
Willow, also, knew she couldn't go too far back into the past. It could prevent her from learning the lessons she had learned. It could, also, very well prevent her reunion with Tara. No some mistakes you can't change. "Fail to learn from history and history is doomed to continue to repeat itself!"
She had to go back to the night that Tara came back to her and then she had to find Warren. Bound him up, then she would take the gun and bullet that "was" destined to kill Tara. She'd wear gloves (wrapping away any evidence that placed her there) put his hand around it and then she'd press down on his index finger while the barrel was in his mouth and blow his brains out. Then, hopefully the "future" Willow would disappear. Because, she could no longer exist. A new and brighter future would be written for them. The path would be long and they'd walk down it together. Life was diffintly worth living.
Willow went and sat down where she was holding Tara's lifeless body, not no more than 3 months earlier. At first, she sat there remembering with tears rolling down her cheek. The expression changed to anger and the tears stopped a few seconds later as her instant recall played out the scenario as it happened. Her face turned to pure confidence and she whispered, "Failure is not an option! I will not live this hell one more day! I won't!" Finishing yelling to the ceiling.
"Un nay Usa deday Cum de la Fu de la! Kufa sex a Bol a fex la!" and with the spell spoken without hesitation. Willow was surrounded by a whirl of smoke and glittering, shimmering small balls of light. They swirled until the whisked her back through time and space.
TBC.......