Bring Me to Life
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Chapter Six
Phyllis slowly made her way through the rubble, the dead all around her. The sky was even darker than normal.
"Hello."
She slowly turned around to face the speaker. There, on a piece of debris, was a fairly young blonde woman. "Uh…Hi…"
The woman smiled at her. "It's nice to meet you." Odd blue eyes sparkled at the other woman.
"Yeah…likewise…uh…who are you?"
"A friend."
"What do you want?"
"Straight to the point, eh?" The blonde chuckled.
"Yeah, well…" Phyllis scowled.
"I need you're help."
"And?"
"Have you heard of Willow Rosenberg?"
"Everyone's heard of Willow Rosenberg. What's you're point?" This lady was really starting to get on her nerves.
"Yes, well…"
"What do you want?"
The blonde smiled at her. "I want you to kill her."
Shock was written on the brunette's face "…Who are you?"
The woman smiled. It made Phyllis's skin crawl. "You can call me Tara. Tara Maclay."
How can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
She didn't know how she managed to remain still. All she wanted to do right now was to fling herself onto the floor and cry out.
It hurt. The pain threatened to engulf her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't block it out.
It burned.
It scratched.
It itched.
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
She bit her lip, barely registering the blood that came from it. All she wanted to do was draw the pain out of her.
call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
before I come undone
Save me
save me from the nothing I've become
She could feel the power inside her. All she had to do was harness it, and she would be free of the pain.
Willow continued the spell
"Is Red gonna be alright?" Spike looked over at Angel, his eyes full of worry. Out of all the 'Scoobies', he'd always felt a connection of sorts with the redhead. He cared for her.
"Dani's with her." Was the response.
The blonde Vampire rolled his eyes. He hated not being able to help. "Yeah, she looks just peachy."
Angel glared at his grandchilde. "Spike," he growled.
"Okay, okay."
Dani slowly inched an eye open to look at her grandmother. She looked…miserable. And…Dani winced as Willow slowly spit out blood. …ouch.
She quickly returned her attention to their spell. The less she focused, the more Willow had to carry the spell, and that made it all the more painful.
She continued chanting.
Now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
She tried not to cry out, she really did, but she couldn't stop as the scream ripped through her throat.
She threw her head back as she screamed. Slowly, it turned into a small whimper. She couldn't get the pain to stop.
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
before I come undone
Save me
save me from the nothing I've become
Willow continued with her chanting, every so often glancing at Dani to make sure the girl was okay. So far, her granddaughter appeared to have only a little pain.
Bring me to life
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
Bring me to life
frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
She could do this. She needed to. Balance be damned. Nature be damned. She wanted them back. She wanted her back.
Tara. She would be able to see her again. She didn't know if her love would even be able to love her now. What she'd…become.
She could live with it, with the hate, if she at least got to see Tara, to touch her.
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
Soon, soon it would be done. Then she could rest.
Phyllis slowly made her way through the rubble, the dead all around her. The sky was even darker than normal.
"Hello."
She slowly turned around to face the speaker. There, on a piece of debris, sat a woman, bathed in black.
Phyllis stared at the woman before her. "Wh-Who…who are y-you?" Whoever this woman was, she was giving her a really bad feeling. Looking at her made her skin crawl.
The dark woman smiled.
Phyllis stared at her, trying to see what her face looked like. There was something…familiar about her.
A hand slowly slithered out of the darkness and clutched at her face. Phyllis couldn't help but stare at its paleness. The black veins on it made it look even more eerie.
She shuddered beneath the hand.
She gathered up her courage. "I s-said, who are you!"
The woman leaned in, smiling, her black hair falling across her shoulders. Her black eyes bore into Phyllis's brown ones. And in that moment, she knew all the horrors this woman had planned for them all. Oh God how she could see.
Phyllis woke up, fear coursing through her body. Nothing made sense. Her dreams...they… She squeezed her eyes shut.
She knew only one thing.
She had to kill Willow Rosenberg.