Chapter 3:

Midnight Eyes

After see Midnight's message in blood I just freaked fearing the worst, that Kennedy might be dead since I hadn't seen her in a few hours or either and the fact it was on my window.

"OH MY GOD! WHOSE BLOOD IS THAT! WHOSE BLOOD IS THAT!

"Willow, it's okay, it's going to be okay, you need to calm down." Buffy said with sympathy in her voice.

"No, it's not!"

I started crying then still fearing the worst, I didn't know what happened, just that I had a feeling that Kennedy was dead.

"Why isn't okay?" Buffy asked.

"Because-"

"Guys you need to see this, I seen it through the window. We should go outside." Xander said.

"What is it Xander?" Buffy asked.

"You just need to come with me, Willow; I don't think you should come."

"Why not." I asked.

"You don't want to see this."

I thought about it for a second, I tried to keep my mind from fearing the worst, I didn't know what happened, but I wanted to know.

"Yeah, I do." I said.

We walked in the house trying to get to the front door. Xander wouldn't tell us what he saw, wasn't like he didn't want to, it's more he couldn't say it. We got to the front door and Xander waited a second.

"It's right on the right side." Xander said.

We finally went outside through the darkness and the fog.

I looked at the tree just for a second, but that second acted like it was never going to end. As soon as it was over I couldn't help my self, I threw up on the spot. It was literally the worst site I've ever seen; I've never seen anything like this before, not even close. I couldn't look at the site; I couldn't believe someone could be sick enough to do something like this.

I looked at Kennedy's dead body, after what he did to her it didn't even resemble her, but everyone knew who it was.

The things he did to her were horrible. He cut up her face by taking what looked like razors to it. He hung her to a tree, and left her empty eyes open. Her stomach was cut open with her blood and guts pouring out. He nailed her arms to the tree, like on the cross. He cut into her arms a message: "Midnight's come to town."

I only looked at her for a second, but I knew I would remember this forever, I don't think there was anything worse than that.

Buffy moved in closer, I believe to close her eyes; she got within about a foot when she tripped a wire and I didn't think it could get any worse, but it did. The wire was connected to something to make the tree catch fire.

As I watch the body burn; I fell to my knees. It's like I lost everything right then and there. It's like there was nothing left of me, nothing at all.

Buffy pulled Xander away, thinking I couldn't here them since how far away since where I was in my state.

"Xander, you seen what that window said."

"I think other things to worry about right now."

"I know, that's why I have to stay here, why you go get Oz.

"Why do I need to get Oz?"

"Because, the window was talking about Oz."

"How do you know it's Oz, I mean it could be talking about someone else-"

"I know this is hard right now, but it's talking about Oz."

"Why's he targeting Willow so much, I thought you were the target."

"I don't know, that's why I need to stay here and you need to get Oz here."

"Where is Oz at, do you know."

"Yeah he's living in Chicago."

"Got it. I'll get my ticket tomorrow morning."

"Good idea, just stay here tonight."

"Maybe we should get Willow inside."

I seen them walk towards me, I couldn't here them now, I know they wanted me to get up and go with them. So I slowly go up, and went with them that second kept flashing in my eyes like nothing else mattered. They walked me back to my room and it was still like the earth stopped.

"Wil, do you want me to stay? Buffy asked."

"When were you going to tell me you were going to get Oz?"

"I wasn't sure how you would react."

"I just don't understand why you are bringing Oz here"

"You seen the window, he's going after Oz next."

I thought about that window for a second, the one with Kennedy's blood, and remembered something.

"Why did he first?" I asked.

"What?"

"The window, he said the werewolf is first."

"I really don't know, and don't think about this to much, I know you've went through a lot the last few years and I can't say I understand, I haven't lost as many people who you really, really care about. I'll just be going; I know you probably want to be alone."

Buffy started to walk out of the room, and I couldn't help myself, I had to tell her the truth.

"I lied." I started.

"Lied?"

"About my dream yesterday morning."

"Wil, that's not importa-"

"No, it's important."

"Okay, I'm all hears."

"I dreamed this."

"You dreamed this, what do you mean you seen Kennedy like that in you dream?"

"No, not exactly, I saw her dead outside, wearing black and a cross, then nothing."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I didn't think it meant anything."

"Wil, I telling you this because I know it's what you thinking."

"What?"

"This isn't your fault, there's no way you could have seen this coming."

"But if I just told you, maybe this could have been adverted."

"No if he wanted her, he would have found away."

"He's already done so much, just in a couple of days. When does Xander leave?"

"Tomorrow morning probably, he's calling to see if he can get a ticket, the earliest if he can."

"Do you think he can convince him to come to a totally different continent though?"

"I think he can."

I didn't know how it would be with Oz back and with everything that's just happened maybe Buffy's wrong, maybe it's a bad plan to bring Oz here. I'm not really sure how's it going to be around him, I haven't seen him in five years now, I don't want to be with him or anything. I don't know what's going to happen next, that usually doesn't bother me, but in the situation we're in now, it's more scary than usual."

"Well, I really should be going, Wil, try to get some sleep okay."

"Yeah I'll try."

I couldn't sleep, this was just too much, and it was just one of those memories that will always be in your head. There was no around that at all. I tossed and turned all night, every minute seemed like and hour. I felt like the sun wasn't going to come up again. One part of my mind told me tomorrow would come, but the other side told me there is no tomorrow anymore.

To my surprise, tomorrow did come, and I was relieved. There was one question that still needed answering, should I ever get up again. I thought for awhile and thought I should see if Xander was still here. I went to the kitchen and seen that his bags were ready and so was he.

"Hi Xander."

"Hi Wil."

"Are you leaving already?"

"Yeah gotta head for the windy city, wow I'm going to a city that's supposedly windy on an airplane, those things really don't add up."

"You'll be fine, just bring Oz back in one piece and if you can bring me back a souvenir."

"Well I gotta to catch a plane that's taking off in… wow! Thirty minutes, I should really be going."

"When will you be coming back?" I asked.

"I should be back in maybe three days, hopefully. I should really be going so…"

I couldn't help myself; I had to give Xander a hug. I guess part of me was worried about him leaving the country when someone like Midnight is walking around. I knew he had to go so I knew I had to let go, but I didn't want to.

"I love you too, Wil, but you're kinda cutting off my circulation."

"Ow, sorry."

"I'll see you later, Buffy."

Buffy gave Xander a hug as he walked out the door, with his single bag. Even though I was nervous about him leaving, something told me he was going to be okay, nothing bad was going to harm him, it was just a feeling though, more like hope I guess.

"So, Wil, what do you want to do today?"

"I don't know, I really don't."

"Well, we could build a Bronze and go to it."

"I think that would involve work though."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"This isn't going to be a normal day is it."

"Like any other day, it's defiantly not going to be normal."

"You're right, something's gotta go wrong. I hope we get to pick this time."

"Probably not how it's going to be. Are you feeling any better from yesterday?"

"A little bit, yeah. Just a little depressed and depressed."

"There's a little anger in there too, uh?"

"Yeah, a lot of anger actually."

"Just make me a promise, don't go after Midnight, he'll take out your heart before it beats."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to go crazy and do anything… well crazy."

I did feel like going after him, but I knew Buffy was right, he is more powerful than me, than all of us actually. It was going to take more than we have to stop him and I had a semi-clear head and knew what was stupid to do, like go after Midnight. Things can only get better, right?