Chapter 10: Return
Six people were on the ground, gunshot wounds variously placed on their lifeless bodies. Willow appeared in front of Warren and his next victim.
"Remember me?"
The new threads and platinum hair must have thrown him off.
"Get out of my way or I'll blow your head off!"
She shook her head and smiled her sweet smile, which angered him. He squeezed the trigger. She raised her hand and said,
"Thicken."
The bullet slowed, as if running through molasses, and then stopped in mid- air. She reached for it, crushing it in her hand. Warren, eyes filled with fear, dropped the gun.
"Willow. Y-You're a g-goddess?!" his voice quivered.
"Back from Hell, Warren?"
"With a vengeance."
"How was it? Do they have one-bedrooms?"
"We're too busy with endless pain and torment to need a
bedroom. No sleep, only centuries of restlessness."
"Well I guess you should have thought about that, huh?"
He laughed." Is this about that girlfriend of yours?"
She threw him at least 500 feet where he landed, causing a huge crack in the pavement. But the crevice continued to grow until it was a five foot wide, bottomless pit. He hung from the edge with one hand and was pleading.
"Please! Don't send me back!"
She stood over him.
"You're a monster, Warren. You're only going home."
She stomped on the ledge, causing it to crumble away. The fire's of Hell itself swallowed him and the crevice was closed in a violent shudder. She turned to Buffy and the potential's eyes wide. She shook it off saying,
"Stand back, these people need help."
The people suddenly got up like nothing happened.
"Let's go." She said.
Six people were on the ground, gunshot wounds variously placed on their lifeless bodies. Willow appeared in front of Warren and his next victim.
"Remember me?"
The new threads and platinum hair must have thrown him off.
"Get out of my way or I'll blow your head off!"
She shook her head and smiled her sweet smile, which angered him. He squeezed the trigger. She raised her hand and said,
"Thicken."
The bullet slowed, as if running through molasses, and then stopped in mid- air. She reached for it, crushing it in her hand. Warren, eyes filled with fear, dropped the gun.
"Willow. Y-You're a g-goddess?!" his voice quivered.
"Back from Hell, Warren?"
"With a vengeance."
"How was it? Do they have one-bedrooms?"
"We're too busy with endless pain and torment to need a
bedroom. No sleep, only centuries of restlessness."
"Well I guess you should have thought about that, huh?"
He laughed." Is this about that girlfriend of yours?"
She threw him at least 500 feet where he landed, causing a huge crack in the pavement. But the crevice continued to grow until it was a five foot wide, bottomless pit. He hung from the edge with one hand and was pleading.
"Please! Don't send me back!"
She stood over him.
"You're a monster, Warren. You're only going home."
She stomped on the ledge, causing it to crumble away. The fire's of Hell itself swallowed him and the crevice was closed in a violent shudder. She turned to Buffy and the potential's eyes wide. She shook it off saying,
"Stand back, these people need help."
The people suddenly got up like nothing happened.
"Let's go." She said.