ok here's part of chapter 4 hopefully the rest will be on in a few days.
Chapter 4: Family Reunions
THUNK! A gloved fist connected with the battered punching bag. SMACK! Nylon connecting with nylon sounded in the training room. SLAP! The back fist sent the bag swinging violently in one direction. THUD! The follow up kick knocked it the other way, nearing breaking the chain, leaving it to swing wildly until it was abruptly stopped by two older hands.
“I believe you are quite done here, Buffy.” Giles said softly. The blonde slayer glared at him before stomping over to the weapon rack and picking out a broad sword. She then began a complex routine, the blade spinning up to a blur.
Giles sighed softly. The Englishman walked over to the stacked mats and lowered himself to sit upon them. “I’ve had an interesting conversation with Anya. She is rather convinced that Willow’s soul or a part at lest has survived. She’s says Tara talked to her about this as well. Buffy, while I’m not yet complete convinced myself, such an occurrence is not unheard of…” He was caught off when the broad sword embedded itself in the wall near his head.
“NO! it’s not possible, I will not believe it!” The blonde slayer stalked around the training room like a caged tiger.
Giles cleared his throat and fought the urge to remove his glasses. “yes, well, if I may be so bold as to ask? Why?”
Buffy came up short. “What?”
“Why won’t you believe some part of Willow might still be with us? Angel has…”
“Angel has a curse. Rose doesn’t. You…you can’t just get back people once they’re gone.” Buffy’s anger deflated and she slumped down next to the older man. “Giles, she was counting on me. I was suppose to be there, keep her safe, and I failed, I failed HER. Willow’s gone, she has to be, and, and I need to kill the beast in her body. I…”
“You need to have no doubt in what they are. Lest to hesitate and get kill.” Giles finished for her.
Buffy nodded. “I failed Willow once, I won’t fail her again by letting that thing use her body.”
Giles placed a hand on her shoulder. “I understand, really I do, but Wi…Rose has never acted like a normal vampire. There is a chance what Anya says could be true, Willow could still be with us. We need to find out.”
Buffy nodded, deep inside she wanted to believe it possible, believe she could have her best friend back, that she could say she was sorry and be forgiven. But a part of her couldn’t let her forget what she had seen, in the nights following Rose’s rising. She never told the others but nor could she shed the images from her memory.
~Flashback~
Buffy walked through the heart of the Sunnydale campus, scoping out where a majority of her patrolling would take place come fall when she started as a freshmen, without her best friend to get her through. Two nights ago Buffy had waited for the Rising of Willow, only to learn that even as a vampire, Willow needed to be an over achiever. The newly rose vampire now had access to a large amount of black magick and power. Plus whatever was going on in her head, she was now pegged as a wildcard in the slayer’s book. And to the small blonde that meant she was trouble, big trouble.
Faint sounds of a fight drifted to Buffy’s ears and the slayer took off like a shot. Behind one of the dorm halls the blonde came up a sight she’d never forget. A group of 5 college age kids laid strewn about on the ground. Two of them were women who were who laid huddled together, beaten and blooded, their clothes torn and ripped. But it was the other three men who were the worst off. One lay with his leg at an unnatural angle. Another was propped up against a dumpster, his throat ripped opened. And the last was crumpled in a heap gripping the stake of wood that had been shoved through his human gut. The sight was terrifying, but nothing the slayer hadn’t seen before. But most horrifying of all was the person, no creature, standing in the mist of all the destruction. Willow, or the creature she had become, stood with her demon face on, blood covering her mouth. The redhead turned growling when she heard the slayer.
“God.” Buffy croaked out.
Willow hissed, her yellowed eyes franticly scanning their surrounding for an escape route. “Slayer.” She growled. The vampire’s fingers clenched into fists.
Buffy removed Mr. Pointy from her coat pocket. “I’m not letting you leave here.” There were no witty jokes or puns, this fight would not be enjoyable by any means, not this time.
‘God, what an idiot I was. I thought, I don’t know what a thought, but, Willow, oh Willow, you would never do something like this, God, and you would never want your face attached to this.’ Buffy shook her head and set her resolve face. Looking at the mangled bodies she noticed they weren’t bitten at all. ‘She wasn’t even feeding, just killing.’ Any last visage of Willow still surviving evaporated from the small blonde’s mind.
The monster posing as Willow growled and charged. The two former friends shard blows, some hits connecting, others blocked. The slayer got a good kick in, sending the vampire up against the wall of the building. She went in for the finishing strike but found her hand frozen, unable to move.
The former Scooby stared at the slayer with pain filled green eyes. “Buffy.” She croaked.
The blonde was hit by a wave of emotion and confusion. She hesitated, letting up on trying to free her hand. The redhead looked apologetically at the slayer, before raising one hand to her eyes. “Sleep.”
The last thing Buffy saw were the yellow piercing eyes of a predator.
~End Flashback~
When Buffy came to the sound of sirens were in the air. The slayer quickly slipped away for questions could be asked. Buffy didn’t know what to believe. She could have sworn she saw something in those greens eyes, something that she saw when she stared into Angel’s dark eyes. Something that had been missing from the vampire Willow from the alternate universe. But Buffy knew what she saw in the carnage of those bodies, pure massacre for the sake of killing. She just didn’t know and that grated on the slayer more than anything.
The blonde stood and turned to the older man. “We still need to find Tara. If her family
gets to her… we need to find them.”
***
“I found them! I found them!” an excited voice cut through the night. Sad blue eyes looked up, searching for the source of the voice. A small ball of greenish light zoomed between two trees to circle around the ghostly see-through figure of a girl. The ball of light zigzagged around before wildly bobbing up and down in front of the girl’s face. “I found them!”
The ghost girl chuckled before holding out her hand. The green ball happily snuggled into the out stretched palm.
“Where did you find them?” the ghost girl asked.
“They’re walking to the dorms. I was zooming through the graveyards cause, hey, Willow and Buffy, best buds ya know? And Buffy being the slayer, hence graveyards. But I wasn’t finding them, not even Buffy out slaying, which now that I think about it, that was kinda weird. But so I’m not finding them right? So I said to myself, ‘Self, where would Willow be at night?’ And Self answered back, ‘With Tara.’ And, and so I went heading for the dorms and sure enough there they are walking hand in hand. They look so happy.” The lightball sighed happily and continued to snuggle contently.
Sad blue eyes softened. “They are happy. Just like we were.” Pain flooded her eyes once more as she looked away.
The little ball of green gently floated up to touch the girl’s check. “Hey, we still are, I love you, that’s never changed and it never will, got me?”
The girl gave a watery smiled and nodded, cupping the light ball to her cheek briefly. “I love you too.”
The little ball moved to again bob excitedly in front of the ghost girl again. “Besides I think they’re the ones! Willow, she’s so totally a vampire, that outfit so, so something she’d never wear when she was alive. But she, she’s not all mean or evil or skanky! Defiantly gay though… anyways, she was nice and all babbling a mile a minute!”
“Something we know only Willow can do huh?” the girl smirked.
The little ball of green would have stuck it’s tongue out, if it had a tongue to stick out. “Cute. ANYWAYS, they were holding hands and stuff, OH, and Tara was all blush-y and hiding behind her hair and shy, so I think we made it in time! And I could sense magick from both of them. Willow’s is darker but not entirely and Tara’s is so pure and natural. She’s only ever done white magick!”
For the first time in a long time the girl felt something other than despair. “Then there’s a chance we might be able to fix this.” She spoke in awe.
The little bobbing light twinkled merrily. “There’s a chance we can finally go home.” It said softly. The two shared a moment of peaceful silence and rarely ever felt sense of hope.
“So where are THEY, anyways.” The light final broke the moment.
The girl sighed and nodded towards the crypt she had been watching. “In there.”
“Doing what?” the green ball of light inquired.
The girl arched an eyebrow and spoke coyly. “What do you think?”
“Oh… OH! Um, oh, ok, yeah.” The little light became lightly tinged with red.
TBC...
~Bug
yes... well thanks for the replies.
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are thinking about each other and they really shouldn't be 
. I love that Tara is walking around wearing Willow's jacket, it's so cute. Please update soon.
) Then my care got hit by... get ready for this... a NUN!!!! a nun failed to yeild to on coming traffic and smashed into my back tire, spun me a full 180! had to go the chiropractor. And she's a slave driver! 
then i got a damn cold. 
so needless to say i didn't get much time to write, 
HOWEVER, i finally got chapter 2 done. I've sent it off to be beta so you'll get all 11 pages hopefully in a day or so. but right noe it's 4:30 in the morning and i'm 
so here's some replies. 
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fantastic plot twist ! I'm glad Tara knows about the spark ie Willow. I like the conversation between Willow and Rose, gives a better look inside.
and rose is something else all together.the way you have them both in one body at times battling it out mentally for control
.girl you more than rock in your writing style.ive shown the first part to a fellow psychology major and he too was like
at: 12/19/04 5:19 pm
this just isnt right,not at all.
im not one to you know with the cursing but by golly for all that is holly please update this soon.this would make a great x-mas to shawnie.or not i dont know.im going back to my chair and hope santa can get thing its in brooklyn. 
~*shawna*~
and when they promise smut its extra special cause then we know they care cause smut is a universal gift it can cure whatever ails you 
and dazed with 
by the way.oh you already know that this fic is
worthy.
of joy.this was one hell of a update.mery x-mas to us all who have fallen for this great story of yours.and by the way i especially love the fact that rose herself has
to a hell of a update.
you must write more! PLEASE?! 
i can't wait to see where you go with this!
ever get the chance?