Hey I think it's time for an update, and a big one at that...makes up for the lack of it becuase of school (grr school)
Wickedreds-beating up herself? that would be interesting *realises she had naughty thought* ok maybe I'll keep out of it
Hockay, story time!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, or the characters, blah blah blah, dnt sue me ok?
Title: What Went Wrong?
Author: Jess
Rating: Should really be something like PG-13 becuase I don't nwo where to put it, but it's still a violent, meh.
Plot: *Ahem*...fighting, angst, romance, more fighting till the death, who will win?
(Good ending promise, dnt kill me!)Feedback: Tell me the truth so I know if I should bother finishing the story as I go along...Wired Vixen (friend) said it was a good idea so I hope you like it too...^^
Author's Note: Ok this will be a little confusing if you don't really understand it now. Basically, the text in normal font is like narration, the text in bold is Willow's POV and the text in italic's is Tara's POV. Flashback's are indicated with these: < and >. Enjoy!
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Willow shook her head and got rid of the good side of her to keep training. She was trying to fight, but she could feel her wavering, she was starting to win against her fight against her host. She was filled with guilt so felt like she shouldn't live anymore. She could arrange that. After having Tara dead, and stealing her power. She would all powerful against the world and be able to get rid of the good soul inside of the shell of Willow. Willow continued her training while the thought of Tara dead in her arms filled her mind.
While Tara was also getting ready to train. After a short night's sleep, Tara was showered, dressed and ready to train. She tied her hair tightly behind herself and pulled on a pair of jeans and a deep blue tank top. She walked far out of the edge of Sunnydale. Almost where the church was where her and Willow had last fought. She brought herself in tune with everything around her then started to move her hands slowly infront of her. She felt her energy flowing to her fingertips the all around her. Like a barrier ready to protect her from the outside world. She felt the energy start to pulstate then burst out into the open space of the forest she was standing in. she took deep breaths and continued to focus her energy to attain her limit then push herself further to try and get stronger. Both Willow and Tara were focusing their minds and pushing their limits to try and reach a new level of strength to her beat eachother.
Tara checked the watch sitting by her feet and saw that it had gone past 5 o'clock. Tara stopped her training and stretched her arms high above her head before shaking her head and picking up her watch to head home. It had been one day already, and Tara knew she still wasn't ready. Tara arrived home and quickly let herself in, feeling the cold pinching her skin. Tara shivered and closed the door behind herself. She flicked on the lights in the room and walked aimlessly over to the kitchen to get something to eat. She hadn't eaten all day and she could feel her stomach yelling at her for it. She maoned lightly to herself then pulled something out of the fridge to eat. She slumped on her sofa, tired from training and ate her food. She flicked on the TV and watched it with her eyes slowly wanting to pull closed to let her sleep. She yawned and finished her food knowing that she shouldn't sleep yet, but she couldn't help herself, she had been pushing herself all day that she needed a break. Tara stopped the TV and walked up to bed pulling her hair out of its confinements.
Tara flopped on her bed and closed her eyes. She draped her arm over her eyes as if trying to block out the little amount of light entereing her room. She took a deep breath and let her mind wander. She could see all her memories, old and new. Then the thought of Willow suddenly being in her room the night before scared her and she found her self still yling on her bed but a lot of time had passed. Tara rubbed her eyes and sat up and held her head as she tried to reagin control from her fatigue. She looked around the room and saw that it was still dark, so she still had a few hours until dawn and the time when she would start teh second phase of her training. She didn't bother to chage out her clothes and shuffled up to her pillow to fall back asleep.
Willow on the other hand, had been since midnight, after a few hours sleep to let her human body rest. She hated that she was still stuck in a body that had its limitations when her powers were limitless.
She hissed a little at the idea of having to rest her body then looked back at her victim sitting neatly in her hands. She was yelling for help, but Willow slowly covered her mouth muffling her pleas. Willow smiled gently at the girl and hushed for her to be quiet. The girl started to cry in fear and looked in Willow's eyes and saw nothing but black. Slowly Willow whispered something and let go of her mouth, and she didn't scream. She had muted her voice and had knocked her out. Willow smiled demonically at the fragile girl in her hands. She laid her on the ground and held her hands over her chest. Her hands started to glow and all of the girls life force was being sucked out of her. She gasped in her unconcious state then relaxed as she was killed in her sleep. Willow smiled and stood up, kicknig the girl to roll her out of her way and against the wall.
"Nothing like a good pick me up before business" whispered Willow as she started out of the alley way and walked towards Tara's house. Willow walked slowly, not in a rush to get to her house, but at the same time she was, although she denied it. She walked to the front garden of Tara's home and looked at the front door, then let her vision wander upwards at the windows. None of them were lit but she knew which one Tara was in. Willow walked up the pathway then let her feet leave the ground and let her float gently to the balcony on Tara's room. Willow set her feet on the ground of the balcony and looking in through the window and saw Tara with her back to the window sleeping. She placed her hand on the window and could feel the good part of herself fighting to get though.
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Why the hell am I here? This is all your fault that I'm here wasting my time by watching my next victim sleeping rather then thinking about how to kill her.
'I needed to see her'
You're not even meant to be alive and you are, why doesn't anything work my way. When I kill Tara I can kill you too you're becoming one hell of a pain, and I should know. I'm from hell. Why did you need to see her? Did you want to pine at her window again? You're so weak, and for some reason, you're still here controlling a part of me, well we'll soon sort that out...
'Don't you dare, st-..........'
That's better, now I have Willow all to myself. Now that I'm here, rather then pining, I can watch her, and keep a record of her strengths and weakness'. Time for a little spying...******
Tara stirred and moved on her bed, she could feel the sun burning onto her back so she moved and faced the warmth. She gave a gentle moan at the thought of having to get up from the comfortable sheets then decided to slowly bend herself intp an upright position to sit up. She looked around her room a little dazed then stood up quickly, giving her a head rush. She shok her head then walked across the room to pick out some fresh clothes to change into after she had a shower, so sho could get back to training. Tara picked out another loose T-shirt and a pair of loose jeans then laid them on her bed before walking out into the bathroom to run a shower. She waited for the water to heat up then stripped herself naked and stood under the warm shots of water. She took in a deep breath brushed her hands over her face and down the back of her head to move her hair behind her. She looked down and barely openedher eyes looking for the shower gel.
As Tara slowly refreshed herself in the bathroom, Willow had been sitting silently on her balcony looking on her status every now and then. As Willow heard the shower starting up, she opened the window like she had done the other night and walked around slowly in Tara'a room. She never had the time to look around her room in detail the last time she visited. The pale yellow colour of the walls and peach carpet made her sick, she hated bright colours. She wanted to change the colours there and then to a nice dark blue and black but she knew that it wasn't the best of ideas to make. But she still wanted to play a prank on Tara, it was the best way to let her know she was there. 'Later' she kept promising herself, she couldn't do it now, she would wait until after she had watched Tara training that day.
Willow stroked the clothes lying on Tara's bed then heard the shower turning itself off. In a calm sort of panic Willow clicked her fingers quietly and transported herself back outside on the balcony. She pulled the window shut and looked in through her window again. Tara walked in quirkily with a towel wrapped around herself and her hair sitting on her shoulders, already towel dried. Tara dropped her towel around her body and seached for some underware. Willow watched half out of interest at how Tara lived, her dark side, and half out of lust of wanting to see Tara again, her good side. Tara clothed herself and blow dried her hair before making her way out back to the woods where she had trained the day before, Willow always two steps behind her, hiding and watching like a cat on the prowl.
Tara was moving like flowing water, her movements seeming to be something continuous rather than single movements that jerked her fragile looking frame like Willow's punches would. Willow settled in the hugging branches of a tree not far from Tara and sitting behind her. Willow looked down and watched her prey with narrowing green eyes. She watched every movement and took in her grace and beauty. It was like watching a dance, not someone training for the final fight. Willow shifted in the tree and caused the sound of a sharp crack and then made some leaves fall tactfully off of its home. Tara didn't seem to notice or care much for the noise and the leaves seemed to be attracted to her like a moth to a flame. The leaves danced around her body then twisted through her outstreched fingers before slowly burning up in invisible flames. Tara flicked the ash from her hand and looked upat hte sky and closed her eyes. Willow could tell she was thinking, but could never for the life of her know what it was.
She watched Tara silently and wished she could tell what she was thinking. Willow soon got bored of watching her standing in silence and decided to have a little fun. She was overdue on a prank for the little Tara stranding below her. She thought to herself what she could do and soon had an idea in her mind. It wasn't as wicked as she had wanted but it would still taunt her. Willow slinked away from the branches of the tree and paced back to Tara's home. Willow let herself in and walked around her house as if she owned it. Willow looked the living room up and down and stared at the plain cream wall infront of her. She smiled again and put more detail into her prank. She walked back out of the house and watched the people walking past her. She was watching for prey again, and found it in an insecure looking girl of about 20. She was walking fast and hugging her beg as she walked home, only to bump into a woman in black.
"Oh.....I...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to-"
"-Don't worry, you'll do fine," smiled Willow watching her get to her feet again. The girl got to her feet in confusion.
"Do fine for what-ugh-ahhk!"
Willow stopped her in mid sentence by grabbing her by the neck and picking her off of the ground to drag her into Tara's house. The girl tried to scream but Willow's fingers dug deep into her throat stopping her from calling for help. Willow binded her to the wall that she had been looking at before and pulled out her hand. The girl had nothing to do but obey her comands. The girl felt Willows sharp fingernail diggin into her arm and ripping at her skin. The girl finnaly screamed out loud and started to cry from the pain. Her blood poured into a jar that Willow had pulled to use from the shelving. The jar slowly filled up with her blood and the girl had turned pale and fainted. Willow dipped her finger in the jar and tasted the blood, it was just right. Willow flicked her hand and the blood started to write words out onto the wall. 'Tick-Tock Tara, time's running out for you and for the girl below...hope you save her, Cos i'll be watching you' The words started to drip down the wall, distorting the handwritting but stull readable. Willow let the girl drop to the floor and left her for dead. She walked back out the door and waved her arm behind her and created a gudt of wind to blow things to the floor. Closing the door with what manners she had left she returned to the forest to watch Tara's response to the little message she had left her.
Willow arrived in time to see Tara growing tired and saw her pick up her things and leave to get home before it turned dark, even though tshe was powerful, Tara knew that there were something in the dark even she couldn't ward off. Tara yawned lathargically and walked down the path of her home with the knowledge that Willow was walking above her, watching over her every move. Tara stopped as she saw her door slightly ajar as she walekd closer to it. Tara leanded forward and looked through cautiously, maiking Willow grin hysterically as how nieve she still was.
Tara walked through and looked around slowly, scanning her eyes until she saw the blood dripping message sitting on the wall like a brick hitting her in the stomach.
'I'm watching over you Tara...'
Tara panicked and looked around frantically looking for whoever had left he grim message on her wall. She searched but couldn't see anything in the dim light of her room. Suddenly she snapped her head down to the floor as she heard a chocking cry of a girl lying underneath the message.
"Oh God!"
Tara dropped her things and ran over to the girl and supported her head to look at her. Her face was pale and her breathing was uneven and short. Tara searched quickly for a phone to dail 911 as fast as she could.
"Hello? Yeah, I need an ambulance, now! T-Ths girl, she's been cut, some one broke into my house. She's lost a lot of blood, I need help, please!" begged Tara quickly as she heard someone pick up the phone.
"Ok m'am, I need you to calm down, now where do you live?"
Tara chocked out her address and begged once more for help as she saw the girl becoming even more lifeless. The operator confirmed that the ambluance was on it's way so she hung up the phone and supported the girl's head again.
"Please, don't go to sleep on me, you need to stay with me ok?"
The girl breathed slowly and nodded as she heard Tara's words fumble as she spoke. Tara asked her name, it was Laurren. She asked her who the person was that had done this to her, she described a shadowed figure. This was all Willow's doing, and Tara knew it. Tara looked up at the ceiling, pushing back the fearful tears.
"I know this was your doing Willow, I hopw you're happy!" yelled Tara, before looking back down at the girl and keeping her awake. Willow was happy, she was enjoying every moment of it. It had been a long time since she had truely scared Tara, so she relished it. As Willow heard the ambulance rushing tothe rescue, Willow picked up her feet and left, leaving Tara to explain that her house had been broken into her house. Tara quickly used her magic to erase the message, knowing that it wouldn't help the police even if they did know who had dome it. The ambulance took the girl to hospital and Tara didn't know how to contact her family, so she sat in the Waiting Room, urging to know if the girl, Laurren, was going to pull through the night after being so close to death...so she waited, the whole night.
Ahhhh update at last, will proably bee another looooong time before I write more for another so I hope you can live with what you've read so far...byeeeeeee
Jess xxx
'You're my angel of salvation, and hope, and strength...your my multi-angel'-Jay (My baby)
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cos its soo darn cute!
at: 9/8/04 10:48 pm
Sure Did Keep It Cool When She Saw the Message, I Know If I Saw It On My Wall I'd Prolly Piss My Pants Or Sumthin 
but here's a little something to keep this alive... but first...