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Inspired music: Two Worlds and Enough by Disturbed
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.
My Soul To Take
When Willow opened her eyes, she immediately wished she didn't. She was standing in the middle of an epic battle between forces the human mind could not were being slaughtered everywhere. Beautiful winged beings clashed with grotesque things everywhere. They aimed to kill each other in cruel and disturbing ways. Her sight drifted up and was captured by something she never thought possible. 7 beautiful winged beings viciously fought 7 equally beautiful beings but ones where malevolence flowed off of them in powerful waves. The malovence was only matched by the feeling of protection coming off the 7 winged beings. There in the middle of this battle in the heavens, she saw an unbelievable sight.
Two women, a man standing next to each of them, stood in the middle of the bloodbath, facing each other. She could feel the pull these woman had on her and she didn't question why as she rose up to join them. She was shocked to discover that the two women looked almost exactly like her. They all turned to her as she floated up to them.
No, she realized, They were her!
These were the two sides of Willow, personifying the magicks contained deep inside of her. On one side stood the shadow man of her nightmares. Next to him, stood a version of Willow with shoulder length pitch black hair, eyes like empty black holes, and leather clothes. Dark Willow smirked at her as she stared in shock.
"Look who finally came to join us" She mocked.
The woman on the other side smiled warmly at her. She stood next to the man shaped blinding light. The long white hair shone brightly, her long white dress billowing in a mysterious wind, while orbs of white light looked directly into her green ones.
"Finally" her voice warm but powerful
The dark haired woman glared at her pure mirror image before turning her attentions back to the redhead. Willow had the urge to flinch and back away as the cold eyes surveyed her, a smile on the face of the woman enjoying her discomfort. So this is what I was like after..." She cut off her train of thought. Thinking of Tara was painful. No wonder their afraid of me. She's so ruthless, so cold, but there's something else in her eyes. Is it pain?
"Unfortunantly, There's no time to play. You were brought here for a reason. Choose a side. Who will you be in the end?"
Willow was confused. White Willow smiled at her, but Willow could spot calculation in those eyes. Something wasn't right here. She had to get out and back to the scoobies. But would they trust her words, her dreams? No they wouldn't, she decided. This was one mystery she needed to solve all her own. No need for them to get involved in something that doesn't concern them. For a while at least, she had to be alone.
"What do you mean? I choose no side, I just want to live."
Dark Willow sneered at her. " Don't be stupid. Of course you have to choose a side. There's an upcoming war and you're in the middle of it. Who's side are you on? Rest assured, don't join us and get in our way, no mercy will be shown. Don't you know how powerful we were. Nothing could stop us, not even white Willow."
Willow could only feel a rush of magic as White Willow took the comment as a slight, and suddenly deciding to start a battle, threw a spell and Dark Willow countered it before blocking the glowing witch off from their guest and appearing before her. Willow shivered at the look of rage in those glowing eyes before her attention was caught by onyx eyes with pupils far too large to be normal.
"You have my permission to Live a little longer. You'll join us soon enough." There was no saying no this time. DW voice was hypnotic but deadly. It suddenly changed into the Shadow Man's voice as it said the last sentence. That was the last thing she heard before she was blown out of the sky by WW's shriek as she broke the barrier and attacked her opponenents.
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"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!" Willow woke up hyperventilating, feeling like her magick was being squeezed into this little box but fulling her up at the same time, pushing out all her organs and crushing them into tiny bits, and OH GOD! Why did this hurt so much; It wasn't supposed to be this way, her magick wasn't meant to be bunched up like this. So why was this happening and why was she drowning in blood, and why couldn't she breathe. Where was the air? And why was the world spinning And where was she before and what did they mean and why did it feel like her heart was about to burst. Something was wrong, oh so very wrong! Oh God! She felt like she was dying slowly, like something was eating away at her insides and melting away her soul.
Willow's body gave a painful lurch as she painfully coughed up more of that valuable life blood, red droplets splattering across her sheets with a small puddle in her hand as the scoobies and the two vamps burst into the room. They had been downstairs, discussing what had happened to Willow and filling Spike in on what he missed.
Looking at them, Willow felt a violent rage fill her up and she snarled at them, her voice a menacing growl in an attempt to cover up her pain, and her eyes bottomless pitch black circles. " Leave me! Get out!"
The Slayer and her friends ( She couldn't bear to think as them as her friends at the moment) looked stunned and fearful, but they stupidly continued to stay there. There was something different on Angel's and Spike's face though, something she couldn't quite figure out, something she had no time to figure out.
For a second there, she was blaming them for everything and it only made her angrier. She wasn't so angry at Angel and Spike because they weren't there when it happened. They hadn't brushed Tara's death aside in favor of Buffy once again, as they always did for Saint Buffy. They hadn't blamed Willow for doing what she knew was right and what they all wanted her to do, bringing Buffy back. They didn't shun her, and hurt her with their cold actions and disregard for her feelings except when it suited them. They hadn't hated her and blamed her for not being in control all the time. Hadn't blamed her for not being the Willow they wanted her to be.
They hadn't despised her for just trying let go for away, for trying to feel like she was worth something. They hadn't sent her away and never contacted her. They hadn't allowed those people to rip and tear and shred her magick and her soul until there was nothing left but a useless husk filled to the brim with pain and anguish but no way to get rid of the taint of spoiling the purest love with dirty hands, hands unworthy of anything so pure. Thinking about Tara hurt her though. So, she continued being angry to avoid breaking down in front of the people she wasn't sure cared about her anymore if they ever had. The only ones she felt cared about her even a little bit, was Spike and Angel, which confused her because they weren't very close at all. They were more attached to Buffy than they ever were to her. She wasn't even sure they were friends. Glaring harsher, she pushed the issue from her mind. She just needed them to go so she could erupt in pain by herself.
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Willow had no idea how appealing that anger made her to the two demons in the room. They could smell the darkness and the power in her blood and it called to them. So did her forceful, violent personality at the moment. There was a dangerous beauty about her; One could almost believe her a vampire with her pallid complexion and bloody,wild hair, delicious blood drifting down the sides of her mouth.
Spike knew that he loved Buffy, despite her being cold and unwelcoming and so willing to break him, but Red looked so... He couldn't describe it. She looked so much like someone soulless Spike would have enjoyed, who he would still enjoy. This wasn't that same soft Red he knew, begging for love and acceptance. No, Willow looked ruthless and deadly.
He decided he liked the look on her but something wasn't right with her scent. He shifted uncomfortably, wanting to ignore the sudden desire within him. He quickly noticed his Sire doing the same. Catching his eye, he showed that he needed to talk later. Something was going on with Red but he couldn't quite figure it out. Angel slightly nodded before focusing back on Willow.
Angel practically purred inwardly at the sight. Willow looked utterly delectable, so cruel and fragile all at the same time. This slightly startled him but he had to acknowledge that bloody, angry, Willow was a turnon. It startled him more because it was close to what Angelus would have seen and enjoyed than the fact it was Willow. Maybe that was the price to pay for trying to accept his demon. He had to accept that his demon desired his ex-girlfriends best friend though in a more dominating, less romantic way, especially in the state she was in. It would be so easy to break her. Angel quickly shut down that stray thought and focused more on the anomaly in her scent. Now that he focused, he was reminded of 'fire and brimstone', the scent of hell he had never been able to forget. But Willow had never been to hell, why did she have the scent?
Angel decided he and his childe needed to have this discussion as soon as possible, and then talk to Willow. Something was going down and he felt like it was centered around Willow. He had promised himself that he would repay his debt to the red-headed witch for gifting him his soul back in some way.
It was time to keep that Promise.
Read and Review Please! I'm somewhat tempted to have this turn into a Willow/Angel or Willow/Spike fic. The other options being no pairing with the two vamps as her best friends and family helping her deal with her dark side and maybe Willow/Angel/ Spike
DW- Dark Willow ( End of Season 6 Willow)
WW- White Willow ( Season 7)
Willow- Willow of my fic (AU season 7)