True Destiny Continues

Chapter 3: Big Bad Pt. 2

Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone from the Angel series. I only own my original characters.

As soon as Kennedy was gone, Willow let the tears fall. She felt so weak and helpless…completely useless. If only she had some other source of power to draw from, she knew that she could begin fighting again. But the only power sources available were her allies and she couldn't do that to them. It would probably kill them. She couldn't take any power from any of the demons attacking them either, because she could also suck in their evil essence, thus making her as evil as they were. The only thing she could do was sit here and pray.

Kennedy threw herself back into the fray, the tears coursing down her cheeks causing the scene in front of her to appear slightly blurry. One of the other slayers ran over to her, taking in her distress. "What is it Kennedy," she asked, looking over her shoulder at Willow. "Is Willow going to be okay?"

"I don't know," the brunette answered, her voice wobbling. "She's totally drained. Her power is too low to go up against these demons anymore. But we can't talk about this now. We have to fight."

"But what about--."

"No Amanda…we have to remember the mission," Kennedy barked, steeling her brown eyes, to push away the fear for her lover. "We have to finish this. Fight now…talk later." She jogged away from her fellow slayer and swung her weapon angrily at the first demon in her path.

Amanda just shook her head in bewilderment. How could she just be so cold? Isn't Willow supposed to be her love…her life? What was the matter with her? She had to go get Buffy. She would want to know about Willow. Amanda weaved her way threw the crowd, twisting and turning to get to her mentor. She finally saw her up ahead, her blonde ponytail swinging as she fought expertly against a demon bigger than she was. Amanda kept moving forward until she was right upon the infamous slayer, using her own weapon to pierce the side of the demon fighting Buffy.

Buffy turned to look at Amanda, nodding in thanks before turning her attention back to the battle. Amanda grabbed her by the arm, pointing towards further backwards in the alley, motioning for Buffy to follow her. Amanda ran back to where she knew Willow was, not even looking back to see if her leader was following. When she got to where Willow was sitting slumped against the wall, she finally looked around and saw Buffy coming towards them. Amanda only gestured towards the witch, stepping aside so that Buffy could crouch next to her friend.

"Wil what's going on," Buffy asked hoarsely, her fear growing at the weakened sight of her friend. Willow didn't answer, her green eyes now closed, belying that she was still conscious. Buffy turned her head to look at Amanda, also taking a look at the fighting up ahead of them. "What's wrong with Willow," Buffy questioned anxiously. "Did she get hurt in the fight?"

Amanda shook her head. "Yeah, but not like how you think. Her power got drained too much. That's why she's so weak. Kennedy dragged her over here away from everything." Amanda immediately grimaced at the thought of Kennedy, remembering how frosty she had been earlier. "Buffy we can't just leave her here."

Buffy looked back at her friend. "But I don't know what to do…how to help," she said remorsefully. "Plus, in case you haven't noticed, there is some major shit going down right now that we need to be involved in."

"You sound just like Kennedy," Amanda spat. "What is wrong with you people?"

"There's nothing wrong with them," Willow said softly, her eyes fluttering open, peering first at Amanda and then at Buffy. "Don't worry Buff. I'll be okay. I'm just too weak right now…all my power…most of it too drained. Kennedy was right to go back out and fight. The two of you should do the same." Willow paused for a moment to take a shallow breath. "If only I had another power source…to draw from…then maybe I could---," she added, almost as if it was an after thought, her eyes taking on a far away appearance.

"Okay…well what about one of us," Buffy suggested, brushing Willow's red hair out of her face. "You can take some power from me…just so you can go on a little longer."

"No I can't," Willow protested. "I could kill you. No offense Buffy, but you're not strong enough. None of you are; not even Spike and Angel. Maybe that demon that looks a lot like Fred, but I doubt she would let me draw from her. There's no one else."

Amanda's eyes narrowed. "Yes there is," she said cautiously. "That girl…Faith's friend…what about her? I saw her fling a demon into the side of the building with just a wave of her hand! She's not human either. Plus, she healed Angel's friend…that black guy. Maybe she'll let you…I don't know…borrow some of her power."

Willow's eyes brightened hopefully, glancing at Buffy. "I don't know…maybe…go get her…hurry," she replied, her eyes closing down again. A slight shake of her shoulders from Buffy caused her eyes to fly back open. "Sorry. I'm just so…so tired."

"It's alright Wil...I just need you to stay with me okay," Buffy prodded, holding Willow's hand tightly in hers. She turned around swiftly to pierce Amada with a firm look. "Go get Milani...now." Amanda nodded and soon she disappeared within the crowd. She returned minutes later, Milani in tow. Buffy didn't know how she had convinced the girl to come, or even if Amanda had explained why they needed her, but she hoped that Milani could provide some help. Milani made a motion with her hand for Buffy to move aside, and the slayer complied.

Milani crouched down to look at Willow closely, her eyes widening at how frail the witch suddenly looked. "Willow...hey can you hear me," she questioned, grabbing Willow's other hand as the other was being held by Buffy. Green eyes opened and they sparkled weakly at the sight in front of her. "You're still conscious...that's good," Milani continued with a smile. "Your friend said that you needed me. Why me? What exactly do you need?"

Willow hesitated slightly in answering. "I'm to weak to fight...too drained...need a power source," Willow told her, not quite catching Milani's eyes. "That's why Amanda called you. You're the only one strong enough for me to draw from, besides Illyria. I know that I can borrow some power from you and you would still be able to fight. If I take from any of the others, they could possibly die." Willow allowed her eyes to meet the eyes of the girl who was far from human and probably more powerful than she realized. "You're my last hope," Willow finished feebly.

Milani swallowed hard. Jesus...talk about pressure. She was scared...terrified of allowing this girl to suck out some of her energy, but she knew she had to do it. For Willow to last through the night, then she needed power to be able to defend herself. "Alright...do what you have to do," she said forcefully.

Willow sat up a little straighter. "Are you absolutely sure about this," Willow asked carefully. At Milani's nod, she turned worried eyes to glace at Buffy, before turning back to look at the girl who was giving up a part of herself so that she could survive. "Okay...give me both of your hands," Willow commanded, dropping Buffy's hand to take Milani's hand in her own. She grasped both hands tightly and closed her eyes. "Now just let go," she whispered, right before she began mumbling words in a foreign tongue. In what was just mere seconds, Willow began to feel energy being pushed into her body. She ignored the rush she felt going to her head, which was similar to a feeling of being high, and concentrated. After a couple more seconds, Milani jolted away from her, breathing hard with her brown eyes opened wide. Willow's eyes flew open, the green orbs glowing an eerie green from the power she just received

"Is that it...tell me that's all you need," Milani uttered, dragging her hand through her wet hair as she forced herself to stand. She felt someone grab her arm just when she started to sway on her feet. Milani closed her eyes and did her best to will away the dizziness, thankful for Amanda holding her up while she caught her breath.

Willow looked at the girl who had probably saved her life in concern. "Yeah that's all I need...I think you'll be okay in a little bit," Willow replied, as she pushed herself to her feet. "You're probably dizzy right now, but with the amount of power that you have, you should be fine in seconds." The witch then glanced at her best friend. "I'm ready now. Let's go." Buffy nodded dumbly, still in awe of the strength of her friend's Wicca abilities. She then jogged away, taking a quick look over her shoulder at Willow, who was following behind her.

Amanda held Milani tightly, afraid that if she let go that the girl would collapse. Then Milani abruptly moved away from her grasp, her body straightening and her breathing returning to normal. "I'm fine now. Let's go back out there. They need us." Amanda wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or not, but she would have to accept it for now because Milani was right. They were needed. Both girls ran back into the mob, instantly beginning their attack once more. Milani couldn't believe that some of her power had been drained, but yet here she was punching, kicking, and slashing her way through the demon hoard. She did feel the loss, but it wasn't substantial. Just how much power had she really contained? The answer to that frightened her.

A yellow light erupted out of nowhere, taking Milani's attention away for just a second, but her mistake was felt instantly as a sword was pushed into her body from behind. She screamed as her attacker twisted the blade in her gut. She was just about to turn around and punch her attacker, when the light grew until it flowed over every person and being standing in that alley. There was a blast, the force of it crashing Milani into the side of the building. And then there was silence. Milani groaned and she tried to stand but failing as she dropped back down to a seated position, her hand clutching her stomach, the pain intensifying. She lifted her eyes to look around her. What she saw left her astonished.

Every slayer, Buffy, Faith, Spike, Illyria, Gunn, Connor, and finally Angel were lying on the ground as she was, all of them groaning and moaning but still alive. The demons were gone...all of them...not even the ones that had been already killed were there. One lone person was standing, breathing heavily, startled at what she had just accomplished. Willow staggered over to the wall and collapsed on the ground. She did it...she actually did it. She had just obliterated the demon army. Her green eyes floated to a body seated a couple feet away from her, meeting the brown eyes of the person who helped make their victory possible. Milani stared back at the witch, not able to believe what had just happened. Was Willow able to do that because of the power she had given her? And even so, how could that been enough to make all those demons just disappear? The questions that plagued her mind were becoming fainter and fainter as the blackness closed in.

Note: Please ignore this chapter if you already read it. I just had to break that monster of "chapter 2" down into separate chapters.