For Good or Bad, The Memories Remain.
Chapter 19
Disclaimer- I don't still own Buffy and crew, I just use them in my writing, just for fun, never for profit "Because that'd be wrong!"
Spoilers- mid 4th season then everything takes a left turn off the charted path
Rating- May get to R eventually
She left the dorm room and began walking down the hall when she saw Xander helping Tara to her room.
"Hey Tara what happened?"
Tara looked up and was stunned by what she saw. It was Willow, and not Willow at the same time. Her aura had shifted dramatically from the norm it had once been. Where as it used to reflect a calm peacefulness, it now was jammed, overloaded with chaos and conflict. It struck the young witch like a physical blow which in her weakened and highly drugged state was quite evident. This was felt by Xander
"It's ok Tara, it's just Willow. I know all that morphine or opium or whatever they gave you is kinda wierding you out. Let's get you to bed."
"No! Stay back! Can't you see it Xander? It has death all over it!" she screamed as she tried to claw her way free and run.
"Tara, calm down! It's just Willow!" as he turns his head to look down the hall "Isn't it?"
Willow took a step forward, a shocked look on her face, "Guys, it's me!"
"NOOOOOO!" Tara screamed as she broke free, stumbling and swerving down the hallway.
Xander chased after her.
Willow slumped to the floor, her back against the wall. Her head hung toward her
knees.
"Goddess, what have I become?"
To Be Continued
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