JujuDeRoussie:
the prophecy it's her poem, isn't it?
As Elvis would say, Good guess
hmmm... All of this is really interesting...
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How about some more now?
Title: Times of Darkness, Times of Light
Author: Justin
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, nor the setting. Please don't sue me, and for the love of god don't set Captain Copyright on me.
Distribution: Anyone can take it, just let me know
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Summary: Willow and Tara try to get some answers.
The Triple Goddess Part 3: Crone“So another door,” Willow mused. “The last two have been past and present...”
“Present?” Tara looked skeptical. “Didn't the last one start ten years ago?”
“Okay so it's a rather broad definition of present. Anyway, what I was saying was I've got a feeling this one's going to be the future.”
“Only one way to find out.” Tara opened the door and they stepped through.
Willow found herself in a graveyard. “This looks like...” Willow stopped when she realised that Tara wasn't with her. Then she saw the gravestone in front of her.
Tara Maclay
You are light
1980 – 2002
Willow noticed Buffy walking up beside her. “How are you holding up?”
“It hurts so much. I don't know how I can go on.”
“I know Will, but it'll get easier.”
Willow absently wiped the tears from her face. “When? When will it get easier?”
***
Tara stepped through the door into a kitchen that she didn't realised. “Where do you...” Tara stopped when she noticed Willow wasn't with her. “Willow?”
A moment later Willow burst through a different door, looking flustered.
“Willow, what's wrong?”
“What's wrong? They're going to be here in an hour and nothing's ready. The night's going to be a disaster.”
Tara took Willow by her shoulders. “Okay, Willow you need to calm down. Everything's almost ready and we've got plenty of time to do the rest. Everything is going to be fine.”
Willow nodded, calming herself down. “You're right. I'm just getting worked up over nothing.” She then started to panic again, looking wildly round the room. “Where are the plates?”
“I'll get them.”
As Tara was going through into the dining room Willow asked, “How do you think the other's will react, to our news?”
“I'm sure they'll be happy for us. They're our friends after all.” Grabbing the stack of plates Tara headed back to the kitchen.
***
Willow was getting out of her car as Buffy approached her. “I've got bad news Will,” Buffy said.
“Good morning to you too Buffy.”
“Sorry. Good morning Will. Now, you'll want to see this.” Buffy held the front page of the newspaper up.
“More demon sightings. I guess now everyone knows they're not blind to them any more.”
“Yeah, the Great One really let the cat out of the bag. Anyway I meant the other story.”
Willow scanned across the page. When she found the story she had to reread it a couple of times before she could believe her eyes. “But Warren's dead. Dead people can't be education secretary. How is this possible?”
“I don't know but I've got an idea who's behind it.”
“You mean the power's who jerk us around?”
“And we have a winner.”
“So why do they want him alive and in the cabinet?”
“That's the big question.”
***
Tara was surprise to find herself in another unfamiliar kitchen, completely different from the one she'd just left. Also the plates she'd been carrying had vanished. “How did I get here?” She wondered out loud. Turning back she saw the room she'd just been in had also changed.
“Mama, when is mom coming back.” A small red haired girl came running into the room.
Tara crouched down and caught the girl in her arms. “Soon, little girl, soon.”
As if on cue the door opened and Willow came in.
“Have you got it Mom? Have you?”
“Was I supposed to be getting something?” Willow asked.
“Mom!” The girl whined.
“Of course I've got it.” Willow turned to Tara and said, “I've also got some good news. Proposition nine four two was voted down.”
Tara gave a sight of relief. “I knew it would be, but I was worried.”
“I think most gay Americans were worried. You know it's down to you that it was voted down.”
Tara blushed. “I didn't do very much.”
“You did enough.” Willow kissed Tara on the cheek then said, “Oh and before I forget there's some more news. Mr Former secretary of education Warren Mears has been committed at a psychiatric facility. It seems he's been telling everyone that demons exist.”
***
Willow found herself sitting in the living room. The TV was showing the news.
“Now we have live footage of the attack on the Whitehouse.” The picture changed to show large grey skinned creatures moving along the lawn of the Whitehouse. “We do not yet know what these things are. Reports say that they seemed to be impervious to any weapons fire. We will bring you more news as...” He stopped, listening to something in his earpiece. “This breaking news just in. Airforce one... has been attacked and destroyed. The president... the president is dead.”
Willow was standing in front of a whiteboard with the names of all the members of the cabinet on it. The president, vice president and a few others had been crossed off. Willow glanced at a newspaper story detailing a demon attack. She turned back to the board and crossed off the Speaker of the house and the Attorney General.
Willow was still standing at the board, but she had the feeling that some time had passed. this time she crossed off the President pro tempore, Secretary of defence and Secretary of Commerce.
More time had passed and Willow crossed off more names. Then more. Till there were only two names left. The Secretary of Homeland Security and The Secretary of Education, Warren Mears.
Willow stepped back trying to remember who was next in the line of succession. Of course she knew the answer to that, there was no way she couldn't, she just didn't want to know it.
***
Tara found herself sitting in a park. Their daughter Hazel was playing a short distance away.
“She certainly is a bundle of energy,” Buffy, who was sat next to her, pointed out.
Tara smiled. “I think she gets that from Willow.”
“Speaking of Willow, how's she liking the new job?”
“She's really enjoying it. I mean the work is challenging, she seems to be spending most of her time there,” as she said this Tara couldn't help sighing.
“What's wrong? You haven't had a fight have you?”
“No, not a fight. More a disagreement. I just get so insecure sometimes.”
“Tara, no one's perfect, not even you.”
“Buffy,” Tara said sharply, indicating Hazel who had stopped running around and was standing watching them both,
“Uh, I mean ignore your crazy aunt Buffy, Hazel, of course your mother's perfect.”
***
Willow was again in front of the television as Warren was sworn into office.
“I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States.”
Suddenly everyone seemed to freeze, except for Warren who turned to look at Willow. “I also do solemnly swear that I will kill you Willow Rosenberg. My only regret is I can't get at your bitch lover. Oh well, the pain you put me through will be nothing to what I'm going to do to you.”
***
Willow was walking down the corridors of a building. She stopped at one of the doors and cast a spell, opening it. Kathy was sat on a narrow bed in the room. She was leant against the wall with her eyes closed. Her face was pale and she seemed to be having some trouble breathing. Opening her eyes she squinted at the entrance before saying, “Hey Willow, what are you doing here?”
“Kathy, you look terrible! What have they done to you?”
“They stopped giving me my insulin a while ago.”
“Those bastards.” She went to help Kathy up. “Come on we need to get going.”
Kathy shook her head. “I think it's too late for that.”
“For both of us,” Willow said. “But I'm not going to let you die here.”
Willow helped Kathy up and Kathy leant against her as they walked out.
“Where are the guards?”
“Left, I guess they knew what's coming.”
As they left the prison Kathy looked round at how empty everything was. The who city seemed to be deserted. She finally figured out what was going on. “This place is going to get nuked isn't it?”
Willow nodded. “A couple of minutes now.”
“You should have just left, why waste time getting me out?”
“Like I said I couldn't let you die in there. Besides, where would I go?”
“I guess this is it for humanity.”
“No, I think some people will survive. I don't envy them though.”
“When the bomb hits, will it...”
“We're close. It'll be quick.”
As she said this there was a flash of light from the centre of the city.
***
Willow opened her eyes to find herself back in the theatre. Seeing Tara nearby she threw her arms round her. “Oh goddess Tara.”
“Willow what's wrong?”
Willow looked at Tara and tried to explain what had happened, but all that came out was, “You... You...”
“Had something happened to me where you were?”
“You were dead,” Willow finally said.
“It's okay Willow. I'm alright. We were just seeing things that might happen.”
“What about you? Were we both okay in your visions?”
Tara smiled. “Yes, we had a daughter.”
“I'm glad yours was nicer.”
“Though,” Tara frowned. “Warren was alive. I don't know how.”
“He was in mine as well. He was made President, then he started world war three.”
“He got committed in mine.”
“Yours is definitely the better one.”
“Hi,” A voice said.
Turning they both said, “You!”
“Uh, I guess you don't really want to see me,” Megan said. “I can understand that. Like I said, you weren't shown those things to hurt you. You need to know what the powers are up to. The Great One is the pebble that starts the avalanche. With knowledge of demons widespread paranoia will grow till war is inevitable.”
“Why start a nuclear war? What do they gain from Killing almost everyone?”
“I guess there's getting to be too many of us, we're getting too unruly. So they're going to thin down our numbers a bit. Which will make us easier to control and to mould into what ever image they see fit.”
“They have to be stopped.”
“I'm afraid stopping the Great One will be easy compared to that.”
“Why are you helping?” Willow asked.
”Let me tell you a story. It started about three weeks ago. I had only been dead a little while but was already pretty sure things weren't going as they ought to. I was also fairly certain it was down to some texts I'd translated. Anyway I was approached by Hecate who asked me to put this all together, to help guide you along.”
“We still don't know why she's interested in us,” Willow said. “She said she owes someone a favour.”
“But we don't know whom,” Tara finished.
“That would be me,” A voice said from behind them.
Spinning round the first thing Willow thought was that the woman looked like Tara. She found out why as Tara said, “Mom!”
“Hello dear girl. And you must be Willow. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”
“And you,” Willow said. “Forgive me for asking me this, but how have you got a goddess or three owing you favours?”
“Well when I tried to escape with Tara I prayed to Hecate to help me. They failed and we were caught as a result. They told me that to make up for it they would do me one favour. When I found out that you had died but were being returned in order to take on the Powers, I asked them to help you.” She paused a moment then said, “Tara, I'm so sorry.”
“What for?”
“If I hadn't believed my father's lies then I could have spared you so much pain.”
“Mom, it's not your fault. It's not Dad's, or even Granddad's. The only people to blame are the Powers. They corrupted a whole town just to keep us under their thumb.”
“Because they're afraid of you,” Megan said. Tara jumped a little. Haven gotten caught up in seeing her mother again she'd almost forgotten about her.
“And that is perhaps the thing I'm finding hardest to believe.”
“Tara. After you beat the Great One, you'll have to make a choice. I can't tell you anything but I know you'll make the right one. For both you and for Willow.”
No sooner had Tara's mother said that than Megan snapped her fingers and Willow and Tara both disappeared.
Samantha looked over at Megan and said, “So what is Hecate giving you for all this?”
“Ever since I died I've felt different. I don't know who I am any more. Hecate is going to help with that.”
Samantha shook her head saying, “I'm not sure even a Goddess can manage that.”
***
Willow and Tara found themselves back in the amusement park. A short distance away a young girl was dragging her mother along. “I want to go on the Triple Goddess,” She whined. “It's been approved by Willow and Tara.”
“Okay, this is just getting too surreal,” Willow said.
“Agreed,” Tara replied. “Let's go home.”
***
Tara opened her eyes to find herself back in the castle. Willow was sitting opposite her and Giles and Kathy were nearby with concerned expressions on their faces.
“Of all the foolish things to do!” Giles was ranting. “Do you have any idea how dangerous what you did is?”
“Uh, pardon me,” Kathy started. “But maybe we should save the lectures for when the world isn't about to end.”
“Fine. So did you find anything out?”
Tara looked at Willow a moment then said, “You could say that.”
TBC in The Guardian