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Summary: Willow has returned from England an even more powerful witch fighting to find the balance between light and dark within her. She has to re-earn the trust of the scoobie gang while a battle begins with her soul as the prize. As the battle between Heaven and Hell rages on, Will the slayer and her friends find it in them to forgive and help the woman who has the power to enlighten the world or send it into eternal darkness.

Inspired music: Chop Suey by SOAD (More for the beat and the end lyrics which are included down below."

My Soul to Take

Willow wandered around town. The sky, dark and cloudy, rumbled ominously. She felt a couple drops hit her. Pretty soon, it was pouring down heavy rain. All the while, Willow did nothing to protect herself from the rain. She just let it soak her to the bone.

"How could they? I thought they knew how sorry I was about veiny willow. Why would I hurt them again?"

During her inner musings, she hadn't noticed that she had wondered into a graveyard.

"Oh my. What do we have here?"

Behind her stood 5 bleach blond vampires dressed in leather. 4 men and 1 woman. Willow rolled her eyes.

"Oh wow. Another Spike wannabe! Like seriously, Find something original, guys."

She decided to take her frustrations out on something. Whipping her hand around, she shot out 5 fireballs that sent the vampires to ashes. She watched them burn,a dark satisfied feeling swimming in her eyes. Flipping her hair, she walked forward and through the ashes.

Willow suddenly grabbed her midriff, a glob of blood escaping her mouth and her vision turned spotty. She fell slowly to the ground while her world faded to black.

"Where am I?" She was in a box of flames. Fire was on all sides, and there was no escape.

"Nice of your to finally join us Ms. Rosenburg."

Willow looked up and gasped. A woman who looked sort of like her was chained to the wall. A man covered in shadows stood in front of her. The woman looked to be in pain but there was no outward marks or injuries. "What do you want with me? Who are you?" Willow asked.

The shadow chuckled. "What do I want, you ask? What I want is you. I want you and your powers to serve me well and sow chaos all over the world. I want you to get my kingdom ready."

"I don't want to serve you sir. I won't! Never again will I use my powers for an evil purpose. "

"Really Willow? I think you do. If you don't, I'll do to your precious slayer and friends what I did to this woman."

The man snapped his fingers and Willow could see the wounds the woman had.

666 was burned into her forehead. All her teeth were pulled out and her eyeballs gouged out. Her chest was ripped open, her ribs pointed out, and Willow could see her heart beating. She was screaming hesterically. "Save me father! I repent! Forgive me! It was a mistake! I believe now!"

The red-head tried to reach out to the woman but she was pulled to the ground. An unknown force forced her to lie down straight and look at the man and her wrists and ankles were pinned to the ground.

"I was just being nice. You will serve me. Even if I have to kill all your loved ones to make you do it willingly. You have no choice."

A sword materialized in his hand and the shadow man stabbed the woman in the heart. The Witch, gasping loudly, could feel the pain as if she was the one he stabbed. Ripping the heart out of the corpse, he threw it to her. The heart landed next to her face. The heart still beat slowly, and squirted out blood with each pump. All the while the woman screamed bloody murder. Willow was still in horror, blood covering her in her shock. She tried hard to resist the urge to vomit. He approached her slowly, and evil leer on his face. A blinding light filled her vision. Narrowing her eyes, she could make out a figure covered in light, the opposite of the shadow covered figure.

"Leave her Lucifer. She is mine!"

The Shadow man snarled. "Not if I get her first!"

All Willow could think as she sat there in shock was, " Shadow Man is Lucifer? He's Satan? Why does he want me! Is the bright light God then? "

A second later, they were next to her and branding things into her wrists. She let out a eardrum shattering scream as a burning pain shot up one arm, a painfully cold one shot up the other and she was enveloped in a world of alternating blinding light and consuming darkness, and shrieking voices begging for mercy.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

That was how Buffy and Angel found her, laying in a pool of blood, white dress and shoes stained red, and surrounded by ashes, 666 burned into one wrist and 777 burned into the other.

Xander got up from the living room where he, Dawn, and Anya were stuck in a very intense game of scrabble. Buffy and Angel must be finished with rounds. He opened the calmly not expecting for Buffy to burst the door open as she did. She gave out orders as Xander picked himself off the floor.

"Dawn get in your room. You shouldn't see this. Xander, Clear off Willows bed quickly. Anya, get the medical kit." Dawn frowned.

" Why don't I get to help. Im part of the gang too. Did something happen to Willow? Is she okay?"

Her question was answered as everyone else followed up a silent Angel carefully carrying a blood covered witch that they all loved deeply. They all filed into the room quickly. Angel laid Willow on the bed. Buffy ignored Dawn. There was no time to argue with her. She had a best friend to save and the person or people responsible asses to kick.

They were going to take the bloodied dress off of her when she suddenly freaked out and started flailing her limbs around as if she was fighting invisible demons. A fist caught Anya and knocked her clear across the room. It was like she had slayer strength. No one could hold her body down for long.

It was shocking when her body suddenly locked up and she rose slowly up. Her hand rose and tenderly held Buffy's face. Her eyes and voice were distant, as if she was in some far off place they couldn't reach. A tears rolled down her face as she spoke to the room. "Why have you forsaken me? In your eyes forsaken me. In your thoughts forsaken me, In your heart forsaken me. Trust in my self rightous suicide. I cried when angels deserved to die in my self rightous suicide. I cry when angels deserve to die. " Her eyes rolled back into her head after she finished, and she fell back onto the bed as she fainted again.

Everyone sat in a shocked silence.

Xander looked around the room at everyone. "What just happened?"

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