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All hell was breaking loose. Buffy and Faith took off from where they had been pretending to be held captive, Spike right behind them. Xander and the redhead made their way to unchain Anya. Drusilla nearly had the babies in their grasp as Willow and Tara still hung by the chains that were now magickally holding them captive.
Willow watched as Giles kept that cold look on his face. And she watched as those cold hands of the insane vampire touched her babies. And she felt it. She felt the darkness that she had just been able to fight coming back. It was flooding back so quickly. And even with the strength that Tara was providing, she could feel it overtaking her.
Giles turned and waved his hands. He had borrowed some magick from Althenea, the redhead that had accompanied him back from England. He had said it was part of the plan, that he would need some borrowed magicks to defeat Drusilla. But he hadn't told the whole truth. For all would happen the way it was supposed to.
With that wave, the two slayers and the vampire with a soul were knocked to the ground. "Dammit Giles!" Buffy struggled to get up as did her to comrades. "You are supposed to be good. You are supposed to be helping us, not helping evil!"
The watcher shrugged his shoulders. "We all do what we have to in the battle between good and evil. We make sacrifices. And some sacrifices some can not handle making. Therefore, those that can make them."
Buffy shook her head. "You aren't making sense. You sound like you are doing this for the good of things. But it doesn't look like that. And it certainly doesn't feel like that. Just tell me what this is all about." The slayer continued to struggle but to no avail.
"He's off his bloody rocker." Spike glared at the former librarian. "At least when I went all mental, I had a plan. I was doin it for good. What the hell are you doin this for? Your own selfish gains?"
Giles turned his back on them just in time to dodge a little lightening bolt from Althenea. "Oh no you don't young lady." Again, the watcher held out his hands. This time the redhead was not prepared and she and Xander and Anya were all sent with a resounding thud into the cave wall and into darkness.
Tara watched this all in horror. And more in horror was the fact that she knew that Willow was once again losing the struggle between good and bad once again. She could feel the darkness surging throughout her girlfriend. She tried touching her, but there wasn't anything. No spark, no nothing. It was as if she had now totally given into the darkness.
Willow pushed her hand away. There was no time for touchy feely. This was the time for action. This was the time to get things done. And done she would. She wouldn't let anyone off this time. Her days of being lenient were far in the past. They would now find out just how cruel she could be.
Drusilla held the babies in her hands. She could feel the power simply surging throughout herself. She didn't even realize that all of her minions were gone. One little thought by Willow and it had left the insane vampire to fight all on her own. And she was not even slightly in the leagues with what was coming.
As the vampire began reciting the ritual, she laid the babies down on an altar. She began anointing them with a red substance, blood. A few more words and the cave began to shake. The barrier between dimensions was quickly weakening. It wouldn't be long until it was gone entirely. And the old ones would be back on earth as they belonged.
Drusilla laughed as she pulled out the blessed knife. The one that would finally do what others, including The Master had tried so many times and failed. She would finally be the one that would bring them back. And form a new earth, one that was literally hell. Well, for the humans that would remain.
The knife hovered over little Alexander. There were shouts coming from the two little ones. They knew that there was danger. And yet, they were defenseless at a mere week old. So much had happened to the little ones. And in such a short time. If they survived, there would always be something to deal with.
"Stop." Drusilla turned to see a dark haired version of the little witch everyone called Willow. The one that had been the sweet innocent geek. One that wouldn't have hurt a fly when she had met Buffy. But then, things changed. And they didn't always change for the better.
"You gonna make me?" Drusilla held the knife to Alexander's throat. "You do something to me, you likely kill your little ones. So what's it gonna be deary? You gonna try something and risk their innocent little lives, or, are you gonna give in to that evil that runs in you. I know that it's telling you to forget the world. Just worry bout your little ones."
Willow's lips curled into a wicked smile. "You'd think that. But you know what? I'm a smart evil person. No offense, but all the evil that I've fought were stupid in one way or another. I however am not like that. I take all thinks into consideration. And the fact that if I let you succeed, even without my little ones, it would destroy the world. And tell me, for even an evil human, what good is that."
Drusilla didn't bother with anymore words. Instead, she plunged the knife across Alexander's neck. But instead of cutting deeply and finding that intoxicating blood that she knew held so much power, she felt pain. More pain then she had felt in a long time. She looked down in horror as she realized that the knife had been turned around in her hand. And there was blood. It was her own from one of her fingers having been sliced off.
"You witch!" Drusilla took the knife into her other hand and started for Willow who's smile had grown even bigger and had a leer to it that scared even the vampire. She began quickly backing away from her, but it was no use.
"You can't run." Willow suddenly appeared behind Drusilla. "You can't hide." As the vampire was turning to look behind herself, the redheaded witch appeared in front of her. "There's no where you can go. All you can do is feel my wrath." A chuckled came out of the now evil witch as she held up her hands.
"Dear God!" Drusilla began smoking. Screaming was all that was left for Drusilla to do as she burst into flames. There was no getting out of it as Willow slowly and meticulously let the vampire burn. It wasn't an ordinary burning. It was a magickal burning that let Willow control the heat so that it was so slow and that much more painful. And the screams were unbelievable.
Tara slowly came up behind Willow. Without losing her concentration, the redhead turned to face her lover. "What? You think that this is too cruel even for the bitch that nearly killed our children? What?!"
The blond witch sadly shook her head. "It's not that you are killing her. She is evil and for all the things that she has done, she deserves to die. But even you should realize that this prolonged type of agony benefits no one."
Willow smile faded a bit. "Benefits no one? I'd have to disagree with that. By me destroying the one that tried to destroy our little ones in such a cruel manner, they will forever know how much I love them and how much I would do for them. Will always do for them."
"They will know that." Tara reached out and touched her girl. But again, there was still nothing. As if Willow had died and left this empty shell behind her. No feelings no emotions with the exception of hatred and revenge. "If you are who you used to be. They will know that you love them and will always be there for them."
"Too late." With a snap of her fingers, the screams came to an end as Drusilla faded into the dust that she had been created from. "It's too late for me now. I had a chance of being saved as you and the others would like to call it. But not now." She looked over at Giles who was keeping the two slayers and the vampire with a soul busy for her. "And now, for my ultimate revenge."
The instant that Giles heard the screaming stop, he let Buffy, Faith, and Spike get to their feet. "It had to be this way." He slowly made his way toward the three. "If I hadn't reawakened the darkside of Willow and forced her to use it, we never would have been able to defeat Drusilla. Not even with the help of Althenea."
Buffy brushed off the back of her pants and shook her head. "You could have given us a heads up you know. Still could have made it look good if we'd known." She looked at the three still unconscious. "What about Xander, Anya and I assume Althenea? Did you have to knock those three out?"
"I had to." Giles felt the blast before he could react. He groaned as he looked up into those dark eyes. "Willow." The name was weak on his lips. The blast of power from the witch had taken everything out of him. All the power that he had borrowed from Althenea.
"G-man." The darkness of her eyes startled him. As did the veins and black hair. It was different then the last time he'd seen her evil. This was like a total transformation into evil. It would be nearly impossible to bring her back now. "You were a naughty boy, I must say. Never would have thought you'd bargain with the devil." A smile curled on her lips. "Now you have to deal with the devil."
"Wait." But Willow was already picking him up and floating him in the air. An unseen force began to choke the very life out of the man that had been like a father to her. He had been more of a father then the one that she had known as her father all these years. And here she was, stealing the very breath out of him.
"Willow!" Buffy tried to kick the witch, but was thrown to the ground. "Wait! He wasn't going to let your babies get hurt. It was all part of the plan. He knew you needed to be like this to defeat Drusilla. Now you have to fight it."
"But why?" For a moment, she lost interest in choking Giles. She kept him suspended in midair but let him breath. "He unleashed a power like none I've ever felt. I never would have been able to reach my full potential if it weren't for him. But you see, he did it at the possible expense of my babies. And no one messes with them and gets away with it."
"Willow!" The redhead turned at the sound of Tara's voice. There was a sadness that she had never seen before. And even in this cold and hardened state, she felt the disappointment to her very core. "Let him go."
"Why?" It was such a simple statement. But it spoke volumes to the person that she had now become. Or was she still a person at all? Was she beyond humans and what they stood for? Would she ever be able to relate like she once had. And remember what it was like to actually care for people? To care about anything?
"He was just trying to save Alexander and Jenny." Tara took a cautious step towards her girl. "He was trying to save the world. He was trying to save us all. He had to get you back to where you feel nothing. But feel this." She held out her hands and a burst of red light swarmed all over Willow.
"What the..." Willow was knocked to the ground, Giles falling at the same time. Faith and Spike had him in an instant and carried him over to where Xander, Anya and Althenea still were unconscious. Buffy stood close by but knew that this was one fight that she could not handle. It was up to Tara.
"Feel." It was a simple word from Tara. All the emotions that she had, love, worry, fear, joy, happiness, everything was transferred over to Willow in the little burst. She had to make her feel again. Feel the things that had once been so important to her. She just had to break down the wall of nothingness inside her girl.
"No!" Willow writhed on the ground as the feelings overtook her. "I don't want to feel. I don't ever want to feel again. It leads to pain. And I don't want to ever have to deal with that again. There's been too much loss in the world. And I don't want to have to ever feel that again. No! I refuse."
Tara sent another jolt into her. "You have to. Every human being has to feel. You aren't some demon. You aren't some evil creation. You are still a human being dealing with strong emotions. So deal like a human should. Deal with the fact that you love me and you love the children. And that you would nearly die if anything would happen to us."
Willow suddenly stood up. There was still conflict on her face as she looked at Tara. The one person in the whole world that knew that her better then she knew herself. She should listen. She should believe her. She should do what was right. She should fight so that she could live like a human being again. She should.....
"Ahhhh!!!!" Willow flew up into the air. There were just too many conflicting things going on inside her. "Too much! Too much damn it!" She hovered there for a few minutes, watching as Buffy and Tara watched her. She also saw Faith get the little ones. And then, Ethan entered the cave.
"Dear Lord." Ethan made his way toward Faith who was holding his grandchildren tightly in his hands. "Are they all right? Is everyone all right?" He got the chance to look at those innocent beautiful ones. And he felt like his life had not been a complete and total failure. He'd helped to bring such wonderful beings into the world. He couldn't have been all bad.
"You." Willow quickly came back down to the ground. "You are the reason." She sent a lightening bolt toward him but quickly stopped it. Even she wasn't too far gone to know that it could hurt her little ones. "You deserve what I have to give you." With her mind, she picked him up and sent him straight up to the cave ceiling.
There were a lot of loose stones and dust that fell from where Ethan impacted. Blood already was flowing from his nose as she let him free fall from high up to the ground. There was quite the thud as he hit. Ethan managed to roll over, despite the severe pain he was now in. His eyes were glazed a bit but he still could see her towering over him.
"No mercy." Willow began blasting him with one lightening bolt after another. They just kept coming, so quickly that they looked like one long bolt. Over and over and over and over. It was as if she was never going to let him not feel pain.
"Willow!" Tara landed a bolt of her own, sending her lover sprawling. It was only enough to stun her. Quickly, the redhead got up and smiled. Without a word, she disappeared into thin air. Tara made her way over to Ethan. His eyes were still open. But there was no life in them. Tears fell down her face as she knew. Willow, the Willow that she had loved all her life was gone. And there was no bringing her back now.

All hell was breaking loose. Buffy and Faith took off from where they had been pretending to be held captive, Spike right behind them. Xander and the redhead made their way to unchain Anya. Drusilla nearly had the babies in their grasp as Willow and Tara still hung by the chains that were now magickally holding them captive.
Willow watched as Giles kept that cold look on his face. And she watched as those cold hands of the insane vampire touched her babies. And she felt it. She felt the darkness that she had just been able to fight coming back. It was flooding back so quickly. And even with the strength that Tara was providing, she could feel it overtaking her.
Giles turned and waved his hands. He had borrowed some magick from Althenea, the redhead that had accompanied him back from England. He had said it was part of the plan, that he would need some borrowed magicks to defeat Drusilla. But he hadn't told the whole truth. For all would happen the way it was supposed to.
With that wave, the two slayers and the vampire with a soul were knocked to the ground. "Dammit Giles!" Buffy struggled to get up as did her to comrades. "You are supposed to be good. You are supposed to be helping us, not helping evil!"
The watcher shrugged his shoulders. "We all do what we have to in the battle between good and evil. We make sacrifices. And some sacrifices some can not handle making. Therefore, those that can make them."
Buffy shook her head. "You aren't making sense. You sound like you are doing this for the good of things. But it doesn't look like that. And it certainly doesn't feel like that. Just tell me what this is all about." The slayer continued to struggle but to no avail.
"He's off his bloody rocker." Spike glared at the former librarian. "At least when I went all mental, I had a plan. I was doin it for good. What the hell are you doin this for? Your own selfish gains?"
Giles turned his back on them just in time to dodge a little lightening bolt from Althenea. "Oh no you don't young lady." Again, the watcher held out his hands. This time the redhead was not prepared and she and Xander and Anya were all sent with a resounding thud into the cave wall and into darkness.
Tara watched this all in horror. And more in horror was the fact that she knew that Willow was once again losing the struggle between good and bad once again. She could feel the darkness surging throughout her girlfriend. She tried touching her, but there wasn't anything. No spark, no nothing. It was as if she had now totally given into the darkness.
Willow pushed her hand away. There was no time for touchy feely. This was the time for action. This was the time to get things done. And done she would. She wouldn't let anyone off this time. Her days of being lenient were far in the past. They would now find out just how cruel she could be.
Drusilla held the babies in her hands. She could feel the power simply surging throughout herself. She didn't even realize that all of her minions were gone. One little thought by Willow and it had left the insane vampire to fight all on her own. And she was not even slightly in the leagues with what was coming.
As the vampire began reciting the ritual, she laid the babies down on an altar. She began anointing them with a red substance, blood. A few more words and the cave began to shake. The barrier between dimensions was quickly weakening. It wouldn't be long until it was gone entirely. And the old ones would be back on earth as they belonged.
Drusilla laughed as she pulled out the blessed knife. The one that would finally do what others, including The Master had tried so many times and failed. She would finally be the one that would bring them back. And form a new earth, one that was literally hell. Well, for the humans that would remain.
The knife hovered over little Alexander. There were shouts coming from the two little ones. They knew that there was danger. And yet, they were defenseless at a mere week old. So much had happened to the little ones. And in such a short time. If they survived, there would always be something to deal with.
"Stop." Drusilla turned to see a dark haired version of the little witch everyone called Willow. The one that had been the sweet innocent geek. One that wouldn't have hurt a fly when she had met Buffy. But then, things changed. And they didn't always change for the better.
"You gonna make me?" Drusilla held the knife to Alexander's throat. "You do something to me, you likely kill your little ones. So what's it gonna be deary? You gonna try something and risk their innocent little lives, or, are you gonna give in to that evil that runs in you. I know that it's telling you to forget the world. Just worry bout your little ones."
Willow's lips curled into a wicked smile. "You'd think that. But you know what? I'm a smart evil person. No offense, but all the evil that I've fought were stupid in one way or another. I however am not like that. I take all thinks into consideration. And the fact that if I let you succeed, even without my little ones, it would destroy the world. And tell me, for even an evil human, what good is that."
Drusilla didn't bother with anymore words. Instead, she plunged the knife across Alexander's neck. But instead of cutting deeply and finding that intoxicating blood that she knew held so much power, she felt pain. More pain then she had felt in a long time. She looked down in horror as she realized that the knife had been turned around in her hand. And there was blood. It was her own from one of her fingers having been sliced off.
"You witch!" Drusilla took the knife into her other hand and started for Willow who's smile had grown even bigger and had a leer to it that scared even the vampire. She began quickly backing away from her, but it was no use.
"You can't run." Willow suddenly appeared behind Drusilla. "You can't hide." As the vampire was turning to look behind herself, the redheaded witch appeared in front of her. "There's no where you can go. All you can do is feel my wrath." A chuckled came out of the now evil witch as she held up her hands.
"Dear God!" Drusilla began smoking. Screaming was all that was left for Drusilla to do as she burst into flames. There was no getting out of it as Willow slowly and meticulously let the vampire burn. It wasn't an ordinary burning. It was a magickal burning that let Willow control the heat so that it was so slow and that much more painful. And the screams were unbelievable.
Tara slowly came up behind Willow. Without losing her concentration, the redhead turned to face her lover. "What? You think that this is too cruel even for the bitch that nearly killed our children? What?!"
The blond witch sadly shook her head. "It's not that you are killing her. She is evil and for all the things that she has done, she deserves to die. But even you should realize that this prolonged type of agony benefits no one."
Willow smile faded a bit. "Benefits no one? I'd have to disagree with that. By me destroying the one that tried to destroy our little ones in such a cruel manner, they will forever know how much I love them and how much I would do for them. Will always do for them."
"They will know that." Tara reached out and touched her girl. But again, there was still nothing. As if Willow had died and left this empty shell behind her. No feelings no emotions with the exception of hatred and revenge. "If you are who you used to be. They will know that you love them and will always be there for them."
"Too late." With a snap of her fingers, the screams came to an end as Drusilla faded into the dust that she had been created from. "It's too late for me now. I had a chance of being saved as you and the others would like to call it. But not now." She looked over at Giles who was keeping the two slayers and the vampire with a soul busy for her. "And now, for my ultimate revenge."
The instant that Giles heard the screaming stop, he let Buffy, Faith, and Spike get to their feet. "It had to be this way." He slowly made his way toward the three. "If I hadn't reawakened the darkside of Willow and forced her to use it, we never would have been able to defeat Drusilla. Not even with the help of Althenea."
Buffy brushed off the back of her pants and shook her head. "You could have given us a heads up you know. Still could have made it look good if we'd known." She looked at the three still unconscious. "What about Xander, Anya and I assume Althenea? Did you have to knock those three out?"
"I had to." Giles felt the blast before he could react. He groaned as he looked up into those dark eyes. "Willow." The name was weak on his lips. The blast of power from the witch had taken everything out of him. All the power that he had borrowed from Althenea.
"G-man." The darkness of her eyes startled him. As did the veins and black hair. It was different then the last time he'd seen her evil. This was like a total transformation into evil. It would be nearly impossible to bring her back now. "You were a naughty boy, I must say. Never would have thought you'd bargain with the devil." A smile curled on her lips. "Now you have to deal with the devil."
"Wait." But Willow was already picking him up and floating him in the air. An unseen force began to choke the very life out of the man that had been like a father to her. He had been more of a father then the one that she had known as her father all these years. And here she was, stealing the very breath out of him.
"Willow!" Buffy tried to kick the witch, but was thrown to the ground. "Wait! He wasn't going to let your babies get hurt. It was all part of the plan. He knew you needed to be like this to defeat Drusilla. Now you have to fight it."
"But why?" For a moment, she lost interest in choking Giles. She kept him suspended in midair but let him breath. "He unleashed a power like none I've ever felt. I never would have been able to reach my full potential if it weren't for him. But you see, he did it at the possible expense of my babies. And no one messes with them and gets away with it."
"Willow!" The redhead turned at the sound of Tara's voice. There was a sadness that she had never seen before. And even in this cold and hardened state, she felt the disappointment to her very core. "Let him go."
"Why?" It was such a simple statement. But it spoke volumes to the person that she had now become. Or was she still a person at all? Was she beyond humans and what they stood for? Would she ever be able to relate like she once had. And remember what it was like to actually care for people? To care about anything?
"He was just trying to save Alexander and Jenny." Tara took a cautious step towards her girl. "He was trying to save the world. He was trying to save us all. He had to get you back to where you feel nothing. But feel this." She held out her hands and a burst of red light swarmed all over Willow.
"What the..." Willow was knocked to the ground, Giles falling at the same time. Faith and Spike had him in an instant and carried him over to where Xander, Anya and Althenea still were unconscious. Buffy stood close by but knew that this was one fight that she could not handle. It was up to Tara.
"Feel." It was a simple word from Tara. All the emotions that she had, love, worry, fear, joy, happiness, everything was transferred over to Willow in the little burst. She had to make her feel again. Feel the things that had once been so important to her. She just had to break down the wall of nothingness inside her girl.
"No!" Willow writhed on the ground as the feelings overtook her. "I don't want to feel. I don't ever want to feel again. It leads to pain. And I don't want to ever have to deal with that again. There's been too much loss in the world. And I don't want to have to ever feel that again. No! I refuse."
Tara sent another jolt into her. "You have to. Every human being has to feel. You aren't some demon. You aren't some evil creation. You are still a human being dealing with strong emotions. So deal like a human should. Deal with the fact that you love me and you love the children. And that you would nearly die if anything would happen to us."
Willow suddenly stood up. There was still conflict on her face as she looked at Tara. The one person in the whole world that knew that her better then she knew herself. She should listen. She should believe her. She should do what was right. She should fight so that she could live like a human being again. She should.....
"Ahhhh!!!!" Willow flew up into the air. There were just too many conflicting things going on inside her. "Too much! Too much damn it!" She hovered there for a few minutes, watching as Buffy and Tara watched her. She also saw Faith get the little ones. And then, Ethan entered the cave.
"Dear Lord." Ethan made his way toward Faith who was holding his grandchildren tightly in his hands. "Are they all right? Is everyone all right?" He got the chance to look at those innocent beautiful ones. And he felt like his life had not been a complete and total failure. He'd helped to bring such wonderful beings into the world. He couldn't have been all bad.
"You." Willow quickly came back down to the ground. "You are the reason." She sent a lightening bolt toward him but quickly stopped it. Even she wasn't too far gone to know that it could hurt her little ones. "You deserve what I have to give you." With her mind, she picked him up and sent him straight up to the cave ceiling.
There were a lot of loose stones and dust that fell from where Ethan impacted. Blood already was flowing from his nose as she let him free fall from high up to the ground. There was quite the thud as he hit. Ethan managed to roll over, despite the severe pain he was now in. His eyes were glazed a bit but he still could see her towering over him.
"No mercy." Willow began blasting him with one lightening bolt after another. They just kept coming, so quickly that they looked like one long bolt. Over and over and over and over. It was as if she was never going to let him not feel pain.
"Willow!" Tara landed a bolt of her own, sending her lover sprawling. It was only enough to stun her. Quickly, the redhead got up and smiled. Without a word, she disappeared into thin air. Tara made her way over to Ethan. His eyes were still open. But there was no life in them. Tears fell down her face as she knew. Willow, the Willow that she had loved all her life was gone. And there was no bringing her back now.