Chapter 7

Oz had been drifting Willow's scent for the past half an hour. Her scent was very faint, but he could sense she was still very close to the school. Dean had pushed the petal to the floor, and knew he had to find Sam.

Sam had been dragged to the room where he found Willow on the floor, a painted pentagram underneath her.

"Sam! Sam!" He heard her yell for him. She tried to pull out of the recent chains around her wrists and ankles.

"Willow!" He yelled only once before trying to break out of the priests hold but it was no use. They began to chain him to the ceiling post; one placed a black blindfold over his eyes.

"I thought I was supposed to get front row seats!" Sam criticized loudly for the demon to hear. Then he could feel its hot breath on his neck.

"You are, I never said you'd bee in viewing distance." The demon teased.

Sam could hear him moving away.

Willow struggled in her chains again as she saw the demon walk towards her.

"Don't be afraid Willow. It's only going to hurt for a little while, then I promise the pain will go away." The demon said, tormenting her to where it hurts.

"Why don't you go to hell." Willow yelled at him.

"I've already been there. It's nothing what everyone says it is. I thought it was quite lovely." He said. He moved over to her head and began to caress her hair.

"You're different from your parents Willow. You have this fire burning inside of you, fire full of hate." He said to her as she knew exactly what he was saying.

"You hate the people that adopted you. They treated you badly, As if you were nothing to them. I remember watching them raise you. They made you so fragile, then you became friends with the slayer. She taught you how to defend yourself, then you met that boy. Made me sick to my stomach to be quite frank…But the fire didn't stop. You made it bigger and bigger as the years went by because you knew I would find you" He made it so hard core that Willow was getting Goosebumps about how well he knew her.

"I think it's time we put that fire out." He finished as he raised his blade to her hand, and made a clean, quick cut on the palm of her hand. She cried out in pain, but it wasn't going to be as painful as she knew what was coming. It was the dreams and visions she feared from ever since her parents were killed by this hideous fiend. He had placed her hand inside the spell casting bowl, which was now beginning to fill with her blood.

Although kept in the dark (literally) Sam had heard everything, including Willow's cries. What he heard was so intense, he began to fight the tears even though he was blindfolded.

"Wait, Stop Here." Oz ordered. Dean had slammed on his breaks, but still not hard enough to break his beauty car.

"What is it? Do you smell them?" Giles asked.

"How are you doing this again? You're a werewolf?" Dean asked, still being stupid but cute (Nicole).

"Their in the building behind the factory. I can feel her, she's scared." Oz explained. They exited the impala and watched Dean open the trunk and pull out his shotgun.

"Did you guys want weapons?" Dean asked.

Giles and Oz looked inside his trunk and they realized they had more ammunition then fort platoon.

"That wouldn't hurt" Oz spoke.

Both Oz and Giles grabbed a weapon.

Once entering the building Dean noticed it was clear. The others followed, and they realized that they weren't alone anymore. A floor above, Priests were guarding a door, and they had swords. Wiling to die fighting.

"We should have a plan…" Giles started then noticed Dean just ran upstairs and began to fight the priests.

"Bad Plan!" Oz said and the men ran upstairs to meet Dean and six other priests.

Sam could hear the demon walk back to him. Obviously needing his blood.

"Samuel. I'm going to enjoy watching you suffer. The truth is… You're not going to die today. You're going to help kill Miss Willow over there…with your blood. Those visions you've been having, they were send by me…to manipulate the others. I'm not going to open the hellmouth. That was just to keep your brother and the slayer at bay." Why was he explaining everything to Sam? Why? There must be a reason.

"And, your brother Lied to you. Mr. Giles didn't call you to come here. I did, as your father." He added.

At that moment, Sam was really shocked. He couldn't believe he was the key for this ritual, NOT ONLY WILLOW! He was the reason the demon went after mom and Jessica. The reason he needed Willow, he went after her parents.

"When the time comes I will kill you, But it would be with you brother and you father." He finished.

Sam felt him grab his wrist and he made a cut in his hand as well. He removed his blindfold as His blood mixed with Willows. The demon walked around the pentagram pouring the mixed blood onto the symbol.

"Sam! I'm Sorry!" Willow cried. She knew she tried not to get Sam into anything. She didn't want him to get hurt.

" Why should you be apologizing to him? You're the one I'm going to kill, not him." The demon said as he finished pouring the blood on the symbol.

" I'm sorry he was taken by you, and that he had to face the thing that took his mother and his love away, and I'm sorry that he's going to kill you one day… wait scratch that last one off. I can't wait to see the day he kills you." Willow said, not afraid anymore.

The demon walked into the pentagram and kneeled over her chest. He smiled at her again.

" That fire, it's still burning. It's getting fierce. You know they say that you are most alive before you die. You remind me of someone… Mary Winchester. Too bad, you're going to die in a much more painful way. She was lucky, you…not so much." He said.

The hot tears were coming out of her eyes, the demon was kind enough to wipe them away. He placed his palms in the spell bowl and rubbed the rest of their blood on his hands.

" I forgive you, Willow." Sam added. The demon had turned his head to Sam.

" I'm glad you both have said your final goodbye's." He said.

He placed his bloody hands on Willow's head and began to chant.

Sam began to struggle more and more. His wrists were beginning to rub sore on the cuffs. Sam realized that Dean wasn't going to make it. We can't get out. He's not going to be able to save her.

The Symbol began to glow and swirl between the two inside. Willow began to yell in pain, then the yelling became screaming. Both of them began to scream.

Oz had turned to hear Willow's screaming. "Willow!" he whispered to himself, still fighting back a priests.

Dean could hear their blood curling screams. Fear ran into his body. What if the other person was Sam?

It was painful for Sam to watch, but he couldn't look away. The demon took her head and placed his lips on hers. Willow's body glowed and the light became weaker as his became brighter.

Then it was over. There was no more light, no more screams, no more movement. Willow had no color left in her face, No more breath.

Willow Rosenburg was Dead.