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Chapter 7: FALLEN SLAYER
"I'm just fine," Willow heard her soft voice.
Other emotions forgotten, Willow worried for her best friend's safety. They'll talk about the other matter of seeing her again once she is sure she's fine. It was really a disconcerting (at the least) sight to see her friend on all fours, heavily breathing air as if the oxygen in the atmosphere is about to deplete at any given moment. She carefully looked at Buffy, checking for wounds, blood or any indication of harm on her. As far as she could see, there's nothing.
What the heck just happened?
One minute she was glad and angry at seeing Buffy again then the next, violet lights were entering inside Buffy's body! Her screams were so loud and in pain; she had never heard such sound come out from the brave slayer. There's no way she could have been fine.
Willow mentally slapped herself silly for letting her best friend stay on the floor. She step towards her to help her up but a hand grabbed her arm to stop her. She looked behind her and saw Kennedy shaking her head.
"She doesn't feel right," Kennedy said firmly. Her eyes had an intense look in them.
"Of course she isn't right, some violet thingy just hurt her. Being hit with a violet thingy is usual..." Willow trailed off as her gaze landed on Faith's. Her eyes had the same intense look. The redhead's heart jumped when she Faith shook her head at her. Her gaze fell back to her fallen friend, Buffy. Her breathing was more steady now.
"I'm fine Will," she said sweetly. She watched as Buffy stood up on her feet. The redhead's features was calmed by the innocent smile of Buffy. Good she's fine, she thought.
"I just need a drink of water."
Everyone was too stunned by the recent events to make a move. Willow had to told one of the girls to get a bottle of water.
"What the hell was that?" Kennedy asked, fully on-guard.
"What this old thing?" Buffy shrugged. "It's an enchanted sword. It does that sometimes."
'If that thing could make her scream like a banshee in pain, why does she still have it?' the redhead thought. For some reason, she felt like she was being lied to by her friend.
"Here's your water!" one of the girls bellowed, warning Buffy about the oncoming airborne water. The blonde slayer easily snatched it out of the air. Slowly, she twist the cap open and carefully sipped it. Willow watched in patience, waiting for Buffy to finish. After a few more gulps, the blonde slayer finished and she held the bottle at her side.
"I'm good, don't you believe me Wills?" Buffy asked softly with a smile.
Before Willow could reply, Kennedy replied in her place: "No she doesn't! You really think that you could fool our senses? Every Slayer here has their guts spinning because of you. "
Buffy's smile vanished and she let the empty water bottle drop out of her hands down to the floor. Every slayer in the building tensed up as the evil feeling intensified. The feeling cannot be felt by just Slayers anymore for Willow felt as if an icy hand is gripping her chest and spine. Willow couldn't believe this was emanating from her best friend. It frightened her. In instinct, she took a step back from her.
An soft evil chuckle sounded off her. "I guess that's a no."
Before anyone in the room could react, Buffy had already closed the gap between her and Willow and plowed her fist onto her stomach. Willow doubled over, it felt like someone hit her stomach with a sledgehammer. Her body, in response to the intense pain, was shutting down. Her vision was getting darker but Willow tried to hold on to consciousness as long as she could. Through dimmed vision, she could see an occasional flash of light bursting. The screams of pain from the other Slayer's told her it was caused by Buffy. Her vision was getting darker.
She has to put a stop to this before further damage could be done. She closed her eyes and the witch glowed white. The roots of her hair were turning white too. The glow died out and Willow opened her eyes. The pounding pain in her gut was gone, washed away with magic. Her sight set upon Buffy. The golden, or more appropriate fallen, slayer was suffering from the onslaught of punches and kicks of her slayer sisters. On a grim note, the oldest living slayer seems little fazed by the blows. Each time she received, she would dish it back two fold to a slayer and it more than faze.
Her eyes widened in horror as Buffy sliced the air and a crescent-shape energy appeared out of the displaced air and rocketed towards a slayer and went through the stomach. The clueless slayer was puzzled and only when blood started gushing out of her tummy that she figured what happened. Shortly, she fell to the floor dead. Seeing their comrade fall only enraged the Slayers. They charged but the blonde slayer swung her sword mightily around her and an invisible force kept the Slayers at bay.
"A new trick." She smiled in triumph. "But I like this one better!"
Quickly, she performed the same trick that killed the girl. Everyone was helpless to stop it. Another girl had been slain.
The red-headed witch has had enough. Anger causing through her, she willed the slayers charging towards Buffy to be taken back. Her red auburn hair is now completely white. Her eyes were white too and they were intensely fix on Buffy, quite puzzled as why is everyone staying put on their spot. Buffy turned to Willow and white eyes met hazel ones; best friends staring daggers to one another.
"So... Won't-a-Witch is gone and white-haired Sabrina is back? Gotta say, you look good white Wills." Buffy asked with venom.
"You've gone far enough Buff."
"You're all going to die and all of you deserve it!" Buffy exclaimed.
Willow knew exactly what she was referring to. "Buffy you were falling apart. That's why we kicked you out,"
"Yeah, I was. I guess the only way you idiots know how to help is by throwing me out. Well congratulations, it worked. I put myself back together. But don't expect me to be your same Buffy again!" Buffy ran towards Willow with great agility.
Willow swung her arm in front of her and Buffy was hit with an invisible force, sending her tumbling backwards on the floor. "Your not the only one who can do that magic."
"Bet you can't do this!"
Willow knew what was coming as Buffy slashed upwards with her sword. The hostile energy came towards her at a great speed. In a split second, Willow raised a protection spell. The energy splashed out as it hit the magical shield but the energy wasn't the only thing coming at her. Buffy was once again charging at her with greater speed than before. Unfortunately, Willow's shield only negates magickal attacks not physical ones.
The white witch let out a scream as Buffy punched her squarely on the chest. Immediately, the Slayers tried to move to assist but they couldn't move. Willow still hadn't release them from the spell.
"Red, make this mojo go away!" Faith yelled.
Willow, whether she wanted to abide by Faith's wishes or not, couldn't refuse nor obey as Buffy had lifted her up on a one-hand chokehold. Her feet was thrashing madly while her hands tried to pry off the Slayer's own hand that is choking the life out of her. She tried to utter a spell but Buffy seemed to have sense it coming and tightened her grip. The pain was too much of a bother to allow her to fire a spell.
"Sorry F, Willow is a little busy right now," Buffy chuckled. With pure brute strength, she threw Willow against the wall. Willow slammed against the concrete wall so hard that it cracked. Willow struggled to get up. She saw Buffy walking towards her and knew that a world of hurt would greet her if she gets her hands on her again. She shot her right hand forward.
"Dislovo!" She fired off a ball of light towards the advancing Buffy. The golden slayer flew back from the impact and landed roughly on her back. Though there were no cuts or bruises, the blood that seeped out of her lips showed that she was indeed hurt. Willow knew that it wasn't enough to stop her. She didn't have the heart to kill Buffy but that doesn't mean that she was going let her roam around and slay people.
Slay people. She never thought there would be a time that those two words would apply to the blonde before her. Buffy was the purest person she had ever known. The girl who had always does what's right no matter what. She struggled but in the end she always did the right thing. The slayer couldn't even bring herself to kill Glory's host, Ben. She was a hero like Giles said. But now...
"Nice shot Wills." Buffy stood up with a little bit of assistance from her sword. She brought her hand to her lips to wipe the blood away. "Your magick was always a pain whether you're using it for me or against me."
Unfazed by the insult, Willow started whispering a binding spell. Before Buffy figured out what she was doing, she was already bound. White ring of energies constrict her to a motionless state.
"I'm sorry Buffy," she whispered to her.
You will be...
Telepathy, Willow wondered where Buffy learned such feat. She guessed it must have something to do with the energy show earlier. She eyed the sword that Buffy still held despite the binding spell.
Willow closed her eyes and everyone in the room could move again. All the slayers stared in awe at the bound Buffy. They were whispering to each other as if speaking loud would break the binding. Even without the spell's effect, almost everyone remained in their place. They were scared to approach Buffy.
Willow's appearance returned to their normal state. She stared at Buffy who was staring back with hatred in her eyes. It unnerved her; her best friend hating her.
"Your a real Goddess, Willow." Kennedy hugged her. She wrapped her arms around Willow's neck and kissed her. Willow smiled and eagerly kissed her back.
"What are we going to do with her Red?"
"What do you mean what? We have to kill her!" Kennedy said with anger. The slayers murmured in agreement. Kennedy had always been popular among the crowd. She was considered the voice for all the young slayers.
"NO!" Faith and Willow cried out at the same time.
The murmurs died and everyone stared at the two.
Kennedy looked at them as if she didn't know who they were. "What do you mean no? She killed two slayers. She has to die!"
Willow's eyes narrowed. "So are you saying, that I should die because I killed Warren? We don't deserve a second chance?" Willow asked in an even tone.
"No. This is different,"
"How is this different than Red killing the nerd and me killing Wilkins' dogboy?" Faith asked her.
Kennedy tried to think of a reason but nothing came. Bitterly, she asked: "Then what the hell are you going to with her?"
"We have to get Giles here. He'll know what to do."
To Be Contined...
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