"God, my head hurts, wait, make that my whole body." thought Buffy. She moaned as she opened her eyes. White, a white ceiling. She went to rub her temple to find that her arm was held down. She looked at her broken arm in a cast kept down by a leather-enforced strap. Although it was against all her reasonable thoughts, she tried the bonds. They were loose but the pain… She pushed all thoughts of her injuries away, broke the bonds, and with her momentum fell on the floor in a heap of bandages. She grunted. Buffy sat up against the nearest wall. She looked at herself, man was the government cheap. She was still wearing what she was wearing before except for her shoes, they were gone. "They were probably to scared to do anything to me." She muttered. Buffy shivered, her scrapes of clothing weren't keeping her warm. She looked around the room, three walls were solid but the one at the front was glass. She looked across at the cell across from her. Buffy gasped, it was Willow. She was beat up but probably in better condition than herself. Buffy swore loudly and threw herself against the glass. Her body hit the glass with a thump then felt, for the fourth time that night, her body being racked with electricity. She fell to the ground shivering in pain, rage and frustration. She sat up cradling her broken arm. For once in her life, Buffy was utterly trapped. She sat in a corner and watched Willow as she slept.
"Shhh!" whispered Giles. He pointed to a bush " On the count of three. Run" he mouthed. "One, two, Three!. RUN" The four companions ran. Giles in front with Xander, Willow and Anya trailing behind. Willow fell, she hit her head on a rock. " Katric Odesun Mataka Dussin." Bright green flames erupted from Willows hand as her eyes went black. The magick hit the bushes. The bushes went up in flames She got up and started running but a form had just gone up infront of her. She peered behind it. "Good, at least the others aren't getting caught." Willow thought as she tried to stop from running into the outstretched fist. To late. Willow hit the fist, reeling her backwards into a tree. A man in camouflage clothing came and shot a syringe into her neck. "Kazaz Rydun Verd…" Willow's voice trailed of as she fell unconscious.
"Two in one night" said a male's commanding voice. "Yeah, great Private. The Slayer and the witch, we met our quota. Now let's get them back, we were lucky to find the Slayer that beaten, she was barely conscious anyway." Said Sergeant Blain. "But why go now, we could probably bag the other three." Asked the private that had talked earlier. "Because if the Slayer wakes up to find we've hurt her best friend she won't be something you want to challenge even as she is." Stated the Sergeant. "Beta team report." Blared the walkie-talkie on the Sergeant Blain's belt. "Bagged the Slayer and the Witch." He said into the contraption. "Come to base, that's all we need, out." The person on the other end replied.
A crying figure sat in the cell with her hands over her head, shivering. She was exhausted and her best friend was hurt, yet her, The Slayer couldn't even stand the pain of the electric wall long enough to shatter it. She had been trying but she couldn't do it. Buffy looked across the room at Willow, she was getting up. Buffy jolted her body up to stand but she fell from the pain. This time she got up slowly. "Willow, Willow are you okay" yelled Buffy. The red head looked over and saw Buffy in the worst condition she had ever seen her. "Yeah, but I couldn't say the same for you." Replied the Wiccan. Buffy smiled her little half-smile and collapsed.
"Buffy, Buffy! Willow yelled as her friend lay on the floor. Willow ran at the wall to receive a shock that made her bones vibrate. Willow looked up at Buffy, she was still breathing, wait she was sleeping. "You little slut, I told you to sleep but no you stayed awake all week. And look at you now, you're beat up real bad, I told you you'd get hurt." Willow thought as she sat watching her friend sleep. Willow jolted up from her observant trance. Thump, Thump. Someone was coming, wait no, more than one person, it sounded like five. The five boots were marching in rhythm. "What a time to sleep." Muttered Willow as she huddled in a corner worrying for her friend. Then she saw them "Great five heavily armed soldiers, what a time to try and save Buffy." Muttered Willow under her breath.
"Stand in a circle men, guns trained on her." said the surgeon to his four guards. The surgeon himself had a pistol in his belt. "Why me of all people, why do I get the most dangerous job." The surgeon said as he pulled out a needle to sew up the Slayer's gash on her leg, a remote, and a pair of handcuffs. He pushed a button the control and a closed handle came out of the ground. "Pick her up and place her face-down next to the handle so I can restrain her usable arm." He commanded to the soldier on his left. "Yes sir" The soldier picked up the limp body, suddenly the cast flew in his face.
Buffy threw her casted healed arm into the soldier's face. "I guess you guys didn't know I heal overnight, one perk of almost dying everyday." Buffy punned as, she rolled behind the fallen soldier as two shots of electricity coursed threw his body, one shot and hit Buffy. She jerked on the ground, recovered and got up. She kicked her leg out at the surgeon's nose, breaking it. He wheeled around in pain tripping over himself, falling to the floor. Buffy jumped in the air and used both her legs to disarm two of the soldiers. Buffy heard a charge and a fire, she somersaulted over the ray and kicked the guard in the chin, Knocking him unconscious. She twisted in mid-air and turned around to face the remaining two guards, picking up one of the guns on the floor. She fired and hit one guards making him fall into the glass wall, again, the recruit felt electricity rattle his bones as he fell. Buffy ran at the last guard, who was to stunned to move, and punched him in the gut and kneed him in the crotch. This soldier started crying for Buffy's Slayer power was too much. "Five down none to go, now to get out." Buffy mumbled.
Willow watched the whole fight. She felt bad for the last guy, Buffy had really taken out on that guy. "Hi Buffy." "Hi Willow. Are you okay, lets get out before…"the alarms started blaring. "Before that" Buffy sighed. "Okay let's go" Buffy told Willow. "Fine with me." Willow replied as Buffy took her hand and ran down the hallway. Willow heard a bang as Buffy let go of Willow's hand and fell. Willow looked down. Buffy had just been shot in the bottom of her leg, blood was pooling. "Buffy no" Willow cried as Buffy stood up. "Go. Now." Buffy replied as she took Willow's hand and ran towards the emergency. "Bang" Buffy's body staggered forward. Willow looked over at her friend, her leg and shoulder now bleeding rapidly. "Out" Buffy gasped, pointing at the emergency door. "I can't B-Buffy" Willow staggered. "I'll be fine I'll fend them off, I need you to get Giles, Go!" Buffy yelled. Willow looked at Buffy's face, dried blood was being mingled with Buffy's falling tears. Willow then noticed she was crying go.
" Please Willow" Buffy choked. Willow nodded and ran out of the door to the North, towards Giles's house. She looked behind her to see Buffy fall and rise again to defend Willow from being caught. Willow turned her head and ran, she ran to save Buffy's life.
