A fast blur travelled across the woods, searching and seeking in every corner. Warren continued to run, dropping his bag, and tried his best to continue running. A stitch began to form, he knew he would have to stop running soon or the pain would be unbearable. Warren became slower, his breaths became short and heavy, and soon he fell to his knees. Finally, the blur caught up to him and stood at a hault. Warren looked up at the blonde woman, almost amazed at how fast she had run.
"Aww, baby, did I make you tired ?" asked Glory, cocking her head to the side.
Warren pent up all his strength and stood up, about to run again. Suddenly Glory grabbed hold of his arm, harder then Warren expected, and pulled him back.
"Ah, ah, ahh! No you don't!" chuckled Glory, throwing him back to the floor.
A flash of lightening erupted around the dark woods, causing Warren to jump. Willow stood besides Glory, her arms crossed over chest and a smirk over her face. She looked down at Warren, her smirk grew bigger and she thanked Glory for catching him.
"You know, sweetcheeks, you could of just done your little lightning thingy and got him quicker," said Glory.
"Was more fun to watch him sweat," replied Willow, simply.
"Whatever," mumbled Glory, rolling her eyes.
During this little, well, talking session, Warren had began to run again. Glory prepared to run again, however Willow stopped her.
"Irretite," mumbled Willow.
Willow and Glory headed towards the direction where Warren ran off. When they arrived, Warren was trapped by vines, spread-eagled between two trees, and panicking. Glory seemed rather amazed, this had gone further than any type of torture she had ever seen. Angelus, The Master, Adam and The Mayor catched up with Willow and Glory, and stood besides them.
"Huh ? This is better than any torture I've ever witnessed," smirked Angelus.
"Because I'm more powerful than you or anyone else on the face of this earth," grinned Willow, her black eye sparkling.
"Now, now. Angelus hear learnt from the best, as you had probably guessed," replied The Master, pressing his fingertips together.
"What is this ? Some FREAK show ?" spat Warren, looking around at them all.
Everyone turned their attention to Warren. Warren noticed their glares, he wished he had kept his mouth shut; he was in loads of trouble as it was.
"I'm not sure I appreciate your attitude, Mr," said The Mayor, shaking his finger like a disapproving Father.
"Can I torture him already ?" asked Angelus, turning his head towards Willow.
"I was going to do it myself, but, fine, you can have your turn first," smiled Willow.
Angelus rubbed his hands together and cracked his fingers, stepping towards Warren. Warrens eye bulged as Angelus stepped closing, revealing his game face. Warren struggled between the vines, he was surprised his heart hadn't broke his chest as it pumped fastly.
"Get away from me! You, you, whatever you are!" shouted Warren, continuing to wriggle.
"Can we get him a muzzle ?" questioned Glory, rolling her eyes.
Willow nodded and snapped her fingers. Warrens lips were sewn up, with thread, and a flash of panic striked across his face.
"I'm impressed," mumbled Adam. "Your power is beyond all overs!"
Willow shrugged and turned her attention back to Angelus, a smirk playing over her smooth lips.
Angelus stepped towards his prey, the panic on his face caused Angelus' smile to widen. He loved how people feared him, he felt power surge through him when he noticed the terror on peoples face when they saw him. Angelus frowned at Warren, mockingly, and punched him in the face. Angelus watched as the blood trickled down his face, Warren shook slightly as Angelus leant towards him. Angelus licked the blood of his face and licked his lips, smacking them together infront of Warrens face.
"You're all you have left. No friends, no hope, no faith," said Angelus. "And soon; no life, no existence!"
Warrens eyes widened, he moaned, and shook his head rapidly. This caused Angelus to smirk more, giving him more power over Warren. Angelus licked more blood off Warren, he bent his kneck and opened his mouth.
"Angelus! Aren't you going to share ?" asked The Master.
"No! I don't want him dead before I get to him," snarled Willow, sending The Master and Angelus a glare.
Angelus sighed and tilted Warren's head back up, smacking him playfully. Angelus returned to The Masters side and sighed, mumbling something about needing a good kill. Willow nodded at Adam, who returned the nod and walked towards Warren. He held out his arms and blades shooted out from his arms; one of his famous tricks. He chuckled as Warrens eyes widened. Adam swiped the blades across Warren's chest, wripping his shirt to show his bare chest. Thankfully for Warren, he hadn't been cut. Adam returned over to Willow, who smiled and nodded.
"You can all return to the Magic Box, I want to finish this by myself," said Willow.
"No!" protested her sub concious companions.
"Now!" ordered Willow.
She heard more protests and grumbles. Willow sighed and snapped her fingers; in a flash, the others had dissapeared. She made her way over to Warren, thankful for the others warming him up for the torture that was waiting to come. She stood infront of him and held out her hand; a bullet hovered upon it.
"Wanna know what a bullet feels like, Warren ? A real one ? It's not like in the comics," grinned Willow.
Warren looked down nervously at the bullet, then back up at her. He shook his head forcefully as panic settled across his features.
"I think you need to. Feel it," said Willow.
The bullet hovered over to Warren's bare chest, and began to slowly push its way into his chest. Warren mumbled a groan in pain, his eyes flashed with fear. He knew he was going to die, and with his mouth like this, no one would hear his final screams of torture.
"It's not going to make a neat little hole. First, it'll obliterate your internal organs. Your lungs will collapse, feels like you're drowning," sighed Willow, frowning slightly.
The bullet continued to penetrate Warren's body, causing him to shake forcefully.
"When it finally hits your spine, it'll blow your central nervous system -"
Willow was interrupted by a mumbled cry from Warren; the whole bullet had sunk into his chest and continued to force its way, slowly, into his body.
"The pain will be unbearable, as you can tell, but you won't be able to move. Bullets usually travel faster than this, of course. But the dying ? It'll seem like it takes forever," continued Willow.
She paused, as if affected by her own words, looking at the little wound on Warren's chest. Warren just grunted and squeezed his eyes shut in pain.
"Something, isn't it ? One tiny piece of metal destroys everything. It ripped her insides out ... took her light away. From me. From the world," whispered Willow, a flash of hurt striked across her face.
She looked at Warren in the eye again, re-focusing her attention on him. He continued to tremble, groaning in pain and fear.
"Now the one person who should be here is gone, and a waste like you gets to live," snarled Willow. "Tiny piece of metal. Can you feel it now ?"
Warren grunted through his sewn-shut mouth, unable to speak at all.
"I said, can you feel it ?" shouted Willow.
She waved her hand in the air; the stitches from Warren's mouth dissapeared. Warren took a deep breath and gasped.
"Please! God! I did wrong, I see that now. I need, I need jail! I need ... But you, you don't want this. You're not a bad person. Not like me," gasped Warren, trembling slightly.
"Willow!"
Willow looked over her shoulder. Buffy and Angel headed towards her through the crowd of trees, she turned her attention back to Warren.
"Oh, and when you get caught, you'll loose them too. Your friends. You don't want that. I know you're in pain, but -"
"Bored now," sighed Willow.
Willow made a casual gesture with one hand. A bolt of magic ripped through Warren and tore the skin off his body in a single piece. The strong smell of flesh wafted around the trees, creeping up Willow's nostril and making her smile in triumph.
"Oh my god," whispered Angel, stopping in his track.
Warren's skinless body sagged against the vines that still held him, whilst Willow stood and looked at it. Buffy stopped besides Angel, her jaw dropped and her eyes widened.
"What did you do ?" asked Buffy.
Willow didn't move, she continued to stare at the lifeless body.
"Willow, what did you do ?" questioned Buffy again.
Willow looked over at the couple, then back at Warren's skinless body. It suddenly burst into flames and burnt to nothing in an instant.
"He deserved it," whispered Willow.
Willow dissapeared in a flash of lightening, it was so bright that Buffy and Angel had to look away. When the light dissapeared, Angel and Buffy looked back towards the trees where Warren had been only minutes ago. They both stared in horror.
Sorry it took sooo long! Been busy as hell. Hope you enjoyed it. :) x