For Good or Bad, The Memories Remain.

Chapter 33

Disclaimer- I don't own Buffy, I just use her in my writing, just for fun, never for profit "Because that's wrong!"

Spoilers- mid 4th season then everything takes a left turn off the charted path

Rating- May get to R eventually

The fury of five simultaneous quickenings ripped through the clearing, devastating all in the area. Willow collapsed in a heap from such a rapid influx of so much. Buffy watched in horror as the demons moved much faster than Willow seemed to be recovering. Buffy forced herself to move, she must protect her friend. As she got closer to her, she could still see some of the residual energy coursing over Willows skin, causing some twitching and groaning. Buffy got to Willow first, barely winning the race. She planted one foot on each side of Willows prone form, fully intent on protecting the young witch with her very life. The demons rushed her, the classic hit hard and squish tactic. Buffy used every bit of Aikido she could pull from her memory to keep her place and toss the demons past her in a slowly loosing battle for possession of Willow's unconscious form. She was able to put a few slices and jabs with her short sword while she was at it, all in a hope that she might survive long enough for Willow to recover. The demons were doing quite a bit of damage but could not seem to budge the young blond Slayer. They continued to hammer at her and drive at her to no avail, every time they thought a particular wound would stop her, she would survive and not fall. Buffy was growing weak from blood loss and overall damage piling up but steadfastly refused to yield. As the field began to grey in her vision, another voice joined the growls of the demons. A thin high keening she hadn't heard in over a hundred years, the words and tones leaped to her mind and she began to sing the song of carnage and death that she had once learned and later taught to her students. It screamed of death everlasting and of blood. The two voices met in perfect harmony, filling her with a renewed sense of hope as the demons were unsettled by their sudden attack from the rear. A dark haired whirling dervish of pain and destruction was decimating their numbers. Finally the last two fled to the treeline, anxious to escape the singing death maidens.

"Whatever possessed you to burst out in song, much less that tune Sasha?" Buffy asked as she bent down to check the slumbering Willow.

"Gee, I don't know, maybe it was slowly coming conscious to the sight of my teacher fighting overwhelming odds after hearing an angel of death proclamation and a massive quickening. I was having flashbacks and went with the nostalgia. And thanks for rescuing me." She said, as she pulled Buffy's coat off her and began to wrap her naked form.

"We need to figure out a way to stop Radimer before shit like this happens again. I don't like it, but I think we need to track down a few people and put the puzzle together and stop Radimer. All of this is too much to be a coincidence." Buffy scooped Willow up and proceeded to carry her back to the cemetery and holy ground.

To Be Continued

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