Author: SylverMaki
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I’m just mangling their form beyond recognition because I love them so. Ramsy I made up and Kiela and maybe there will be some more but other than don’t hate me for the little borrow.
Summary: Willow is a resurrection of the one who is meant to hold this amazing power. The power was bound now it has come back with maybe some dire consequences. Of course the story will eventually be about Willow and Tara.
Note: If you don’t like the story, oh well
. If you do great. I didn’t get it beta’d because I just couldn’t bring myself to. So don’t read if you can’t understand it.
Rating: Pretty calm right now. I’ll get back to you if it gets spicy
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Part One: He Felt It Before
"This sensation is unmistakable, the power it is overwhelming. Do you feel it?" Ramsy questioned to is best and most loyal subject, Kiela.
"No sire, I can not feel it. The beacon must be too faint for my weak sensors to comprehend," Kiela replied in her rightful subordinate position.
Ramsy had been alive for so many years now that he had become a constant in every society ever to be known throughout history. Some mention of a Ramsy whether it be mythical or literal was apart of the human design. He is an immortal being, a magickal immortal being that can sense the untapped powers of other entities throughout the world. No matter where he was in the globe he could sense greater than normal ability of any child. Yes, a human child.
"I've never felt anything as powerful as this. Keila, it is...restricting." His breath caught as he finished his statement.
"Restricting sire?" Kiela was unsure of what he meant.
"Yes, when I let the power in, my chest is restricted, the power surrounds my heart and presses down, it is overbearing. But...I've felt it before meaning it could be a resurrection," Ramsy explained. He was a slow talker because he always wanted to make sure his point got across.
"No, resurrections don't exist, do they sire?" she said unbelieving.
"Of course they exist! I've seen people over and over again throughout my lifetime--different body, same personality, same aura."
"Really, so when I die, I'll live again?" Kiela asked in a hopeful tone.
"It depends on whether your soul is strong enough to carry over, not everyone has the will to live again and those are the people that move on to the 'next world'."
"Okay so this person you are feeling they have been resurrected from when, from whom?"
"Four thousand years ago, I've felt this power and it was so powerful that the people of the time bound it in a safe location never to be used again. But somehow the soul entrusted with such power has been resurrected and has no trouble calling that power back. She is just a little child and therefore doesn't know she has called the said power."
Ramsy went on to tell the story of a powerful female from four thousand years prior to the 1980s. Her graduation from witch to sorceress had been too easy because the power she possessed was so great, so dense that it yearned to be complete. They say that a witch grows gradually and slowly for purposes of control and respect. But sometimes the power just won’t allow it. This female tried to destroy the world and so all the magickal users present at that time had to come together and bind that power, which in turn killed the sorceress. She was never to be resurrected; they were supposed to have bound her soul for the eternities.
They forgot one thing—to bind the mate to her soul. Her soul mate called to her through every generation and that call broke down barriers until finally these eons later, the sorceress broke free not only for her love but for her power ripped from her so violently.
But everyone knows when one is resurrected the past life is but a feeling left over. One can’t remember who they were unless they possess the second sight. Fortunately for Ramsy, Willow had no such sight but she was now the holder of the one great power.
"Where is she? How old is she now that she has called the power back?"
"She is in Sunnydale, California. She is at this moment a 3 year old little girl, whose powers were called because her well-being was in jeopardy. I must do something because she could destroy the world if she wanted once she figures out how to come into her full power. She could also purge the world of all evil and darkness. Frankly, I don't want her to do either, and so she requires guidance."
"When will you go to her?" Kiela was a little apprehensive as not wanting to be left alone.
Ramsy lived in a remote African village just outside South Africa. He has been alive since the dawn of human evolution and he has never been able to leave his home continent.
Some that have seen him says he looks otherworldly but also handsome and so over the generations he has had many followers mostly because they see him as an extremely powerful being and man. He was almost killed by the past holder of the horrific power he spoke about and so he doesn't wish it to happen. Because the best part of being immortal is being the best because personal knowledge outweighs every other human alive. He wanted to stay immortal and would go to any lengths not to be killed by the great power.
He was not an evil creature but just one of the old ones that had found a way to become immortal which is an entirely different story from this. He didn't cause trouble or conquer civilizations (he was no Hitler) but he had been advisors to many kings and conquerors. At one point he was a king also. Yet, the great power wanted him to suffer because he was an immortal and it did not have the privilege of such a long life. It was a bitter power that only could be tamed by the soul that it was inhabited by.
One thing Ramsy did know was the he could control that soul if he got to it in the early phases of its new life. Well not control but more like guide it to control the power in a less harmful way towards him and that is what he needed to do. Even though the child was merely three years old, now was the time to infuse what her power was for.
"Now is the time Keila, the power is restricting my heart already and I feel it, I need to go and stop it. You and I must go there and integrate ourselves in her life; her parents are itching to go back to work." He explained.
"So it should be easy then?" Ramsy nodded and Kiela smiled relieved that she wouldn’t be left. He took her by the hands and teleported to Sunnydale. They showed up in the alley next door to the butcher's shop. Ramsy used his ability to sense the power and find Willow's location.
Once they found her home, Ramsy magickally created a resume and a good work record. They knocked on the door and were greeted within two minutes by a Mr. Ira Rosenberg, who looked ragged and tired.
"Hello sir by the looks of things you look like you could use a little help in the child care department. I'm a trained caregiver and this is my assistant Kiela, a training nanny. I can just tell you are yearning to go back to your exciting career and so I am willing to start today to nurture your child into the best adulthood possible. What do you say?" The last question had an undertone of a magickal spell, which Ramsy used to instantly convince Mr. Rosenberg that his offer was legitimate and worth serious consideration once he discussed it with his wife, Sheila.
"That actually sounds amazing. I've been without sleep for some time and would seriously consider hiring you as a caregiver for my bright young girl Willow. Let me talk it over with my wife, oh please...please come in, you are very welcome here."
Ira offered them a seat while he searched out his wife upstairs. She was in the room with Willow trying to get her to dress herself in matching attire.
"Come now Willow, these clothes are what match, polka dots and stripes just won't do. How will you become a successful lawyer with mismatched clothes?" Sheila sighed deeply from the effort of trying to dress her daughter.
Now at this age, Willow was a very capable speaker, she just never liked the degrading tone of her parents and stuck to gooing noises to throw them off. Ira watched the interaction between his family before he interrupted to discuss hiring a nanny for Willow.
"Sheila, I've found the most capable caregiver for our dear Willow, which I'd like for you to come down and assess. We need to get back to work, she can't be the center of our lives it is entirely unhealthy." Sheila agreed and came downstairs with Willow in hand to check out these so called great caregivers. Ramsy had created an air of warmth and trust around himself and Kiela. Sheila felt it upon entering the room. She instantly agreed that they could care for Willow and that Ira and she could finally get back to their much desired career path.
When first left alone with Willow, she instantly mistrusted them because of the great power within her. But also at this point she didn't have access to any of that power so it was just a feeling. Ramsy took this opportunity to somewhat bind the power so that it wouldn't give Willow the feeling of mistrust toward him.
"Hello Willow, I'm Ramsy, I'm to be your mentor and Kiela will be your nanny. Is that okay?"
Willow looked at both of them and nodded. She had great understanding at that age and so she didn't need to speak to make herself perfectly understood.
Six years passed by quicker than expected. Aside from learning so much Willow had such loving company in Kiela and Ramsy. Also Xander spent a great deal of time with them as well and learned to be open to his own untapped magick.
Over the six years that Ramsy stayed with Willow he taught her how to open up to her power and how to control it. He'd taught her control more than anything else and since Willow had gotten to know him and grew to trust him when he unbound her powers she simply ignored the feeling that Ramsy was to be harmed or not trusted.
He taught her how to do simple spells and gave her books to help her grow into more complex spells. He told her stories of slayers and watchers and the men that created the slayer and how her power rivaled there’s almost one hundred thousand times over. He told her she could potentially have unlimited power and so it was up to her to continue to grow over the years and to use the power she had for good but not to send the balance between good and evil into much turmoil.
He taught her to use dark magick because he believed it was most powerful, but he also taught her to use white magick so she had her own balance. With the dark powers she learned to control, she also learned to control the physical change that was usually associated with dark magick use. The first few spells caused her eyes and hair to change to black but after a while that effect no longer took place. In addition she no longer had nose bleeds. In those six years she surpassed physical signs of magick use and learned to suppress that signal she let out.
Willow grew attached to both Ramsy and Kiela and but they decided they had taught Willow all they could and the rest she'd have to teach herself—they said goodbye. Xander was present for the departure of the two people that he'd also grown very attached to as he had spent a great deal of time at Willow's house to get away from abusive, drunken parents.
"I can't believe you’re just gonna leave Willow like that...and me!" Xander exclaimed hurt that pretty much the only parents he had ever liked—although they were neither Willow's or his parents—were leaving.
"It's ok Xander, I'll take good care of you and I'll teach you to grow into your own magick. We'll always be together I'll never leave you." Willow assured Xander.
"I know Will, you wouldn't leave me. But what about Ramsy, what about Kiela. They've watched out for us and taught us great things."
"Xander, we'll always be around, alive and well, we will never forget you or Willow but it is now time to get back to what we were doing beforehand. We'll come back some day for a visit, probably not soon but we will be back here, do not worry." Ramsy finally spoke.
"It is time for them to go, they know it and I know it. I'm sorry Xander but they have to go." Willow wanted to comfort Xander above all, even though sadness was filled in her own heart.
"Yea, I know." Xander finally defeated lowered his head and nodded slowly. Willow went up to Ramsy and hugged him and did the same with Kiela, she smiled and pushed Xander forward for his hugs. Xander reluctantly moved forward.
"I'll miss you too Xander, don't worry Willow and you can take care of each other and we'll see you again someday. Take care okay." Kiela spoke directly to Xander.
Ramsy and Kiela joined hands and were instantly out of the presence of Willow and the dark-haired boy with sad eyes. Over the years the only people the two children ever really saw were Ramsy and Kiela and now they had gone. They didn't bother to tell Willow's parents they were leaving, they just took off. Therefore the fiery young girl would be alone for sometime with the exception of Xander. Now at the age of nine, they were considerably mature.
Besides the magick, Ramsy taught Willow all about computers because he knew everything about them from start to finish. He taught her to hack and he'd also become somewhat of a father to Xander. Playing sports with him and so forth. But what he most importantly taught Xander and Willow was physical self-defense. Xander could take down a three hundred pound person with no trouble and Willow had been limited at 250 lbs. since she had the magick.
They knew about the Hellmouth, about the dangers that roamed at night. They were more than capable of fighting a good fight and decided perhaps it was their duty since they had come upon such great mentors. Two years later they met Jesse, a skinny and tall boy who was their same age. One night they save his life and he became bound to them. They taught him everything they knew and helped him to tap into his magick, which like Xander wasn’t very impressive.
"You know what I think Xander?" Willow spouted about three days after meeting Jesse.
"No what's that?" Xander looked on interested. Jesse also perked up a bit.
"We should create this group that fights monsters and stuff, so we can save lives and be super cool! I mean we wouldn't really be in any danger because we can take care of ourselves, you physically and me magickally and well Jesse will get there. What do you think? Let’s start a cool monster fighting club!"
"That sounds great Will, we can't just let people fall over and die, we can't…and Ramsy taught us about all the demons and vampires and how to protect ourselves. Because of him I'm not afraid of my father anymore. We're free to do what we want. You're parents are never around and we could set up headquarters in your room and maybe find new members." Xander was equally excited as both Jesse and Willow.
"Sounds awesome. I don’t know much yet and you guys saved my life, I wanna know what that feels like. We should definitely do it." That is exactly what they did.
Four more years went by. Xander had reached his limit in magickal ability. But was a more than capable fighter. He could perform simple locator spells but not much beyond that. Since he had learned as a child to defend himself, he never felt the need to become overly muscular. He didn’t have an ounce of fat on his body and plenty lean muscle mass from his daily workouts.
Jesse had learned well all their fighting techniques and one complex fire spell that he’d started to perfect and use against vampires and pretty much any demon they faced.
Willow grew more powerful by the day. She was practically on the verge of teleportation. She had yet to attempt it though. Most importantly she had balance.
Now they were three. In there fifteenth year on the earth, they finally were graced with the presence of a slayer. How they came to know well that is an interesting story.
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TBC if anyone cares.
I think that this story has a great deal of potential. Willow does border on cold and has the potential to become quite ruthless (like her dark witchy evil self), but I think that she'll mellow a great deal 1) now that she's had her ass kicked 
But I'm already working on another update so I should be back on schedule. 
I thought he was being kinda cute in this update. *Oh you're smart... but wait, I am stupid* Hihi!
