by MandalVandal » Thu Nov 26, 2009 3:00 am
Title: The Nine life Enchantress
Author: MandalVandal
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DISCLAIMER: The characters are owned by Joss Wheadon and are used in a none profit fan based writing and are seen as a homage to some fantastically created characters not as a rip off.
Some of the ideas in this piece of writing are not my own but as mentioned in the body of the work are those by the fantastic writer Diana Wynne Jones. If you have not read any of her work then urge you to do so.
Rating: PG – unlikely to be any smut at all but you never know
Pairing: Willow and Tara
Summary: My version of season 8 with references to end of season 6 and 7 but from an unexpected point of view – but can not say too much as would spoil the story. So it is sort of canonical, but from my imagination
Chapter 2
‘But how…What…Why…How?’’ stuttered and stumbled Buffy
‘Come and sit down sweetie’ said a very much alive Tara ‘I am sure I am quite a shock’
Buffy complied. As Giles handed her a cup of tea, Buffy narrowed her eyes at him. He seemed very comfortable with Tara being here. His flustered ness was obviously due to her! This must mean he had known Tara was alive before her visit! The question was, exactly how long had he known? There was however a more important and bigger question. How Tara was alive, the last time Buffy had seen her she was been taken away by the coroner in a body bag.
After she regained her wits Buffy gave the pair her stern Slayer glare.
‘Okay spill!’ she said simply
Tara looked at Giles in a very Tara way, cleared her throat and said
‘Maybe I should start from the beginning or from your point of view the end.
It was really weird and a bit fragmentary because everything happened so quickly yet so slowly. One minute I was saying to Willow ‘your shirt’. The next thing was I was waking up on a very cold table in the morgue with just a sheet over me. I was completely bewildered and frightened, though not as frightened as the morgue attendant who poor dear fainted dead away.
My first thought was that I must be a Vampire, even though I could not remember being bitten .I realised in my distressed state, that I had probably lost some of my memory.(I not realised I had been shot and only discovered that a bit later.) I could not feel any puncture marks, if fact I could not see any mark on me at all to give me a clue as to why I was there, which I could easily tell in my undressed state.
When my panic died down, I realised I had no desire what so ever to feed on the prone attendant. The fact that I was concerned about him, that I could feel the cold and actually hear my heart thudding loudly I realised I was very much alive. It still did not but didn’t explain what I was doing there. I shuddered at the thought of waking up in a middle of an autopsy being performed on me, which was clearly slatted to be performed.
At that I then panicked big time.
I just ran and ran in nothing but that sheet. Eventually the running calmed me down. I decided to go to my dorm room to get some clothes before coming to see you guys and especially Willow.
When I got there it was clear that Willow had been there before me and had been practising some pretty fearsome magic. It saddened me greatly to know that she had fallen off the wagon and was performing magic again.
Then the most terrible thought came to me, was I in the morgue because Willow had done something to me. I still can not believe I ever thought Willow would have done that, in my pathetic defence I was just not thinking clearly .I only thought it for a second but… anyway common sense kicked in when I went back to the last thing I could remember, the last memories I had before waking up were so, so happy. I then paused the very last memories suddenly came into focus. After having Willow um snuggles, there was sound of glass cracking, seeing blood on Willows shirt, sudden pain and then darkness. I must have been shot but there was no wound on me nothing. I knew I had to get to you guys Buffy, to find out what was happening and more importantly put Willow’s grief to an end.
As I was dithering as to whether to go to your house Buffy or the Magic shop, I was suddenly overwhelmed by a great deal of black magic in the air. I could tell, as only other magic users can tell, that it was Willow who was the source of all this black magic. I was horrified as I could only assume that it was because of me she had gone off the rails. I knew I had try and find her and hope I could calm her down before the magic took her over.
I started tracking her, it was weird in that I was able to do it far more easily than I had ever been able to do before – but with the urgency of the situation I did not have time to ponder on it.
As it was I got there too late, I was just in time to see Willow do,.. Well, you were there. What she did to Warren. I was so revolted, especially as it was done in revenge for my supposed death. There was no way I could go to her,
I went into further shock and vomited for quite a while . I couldn’t stop shaking and crying that terrible, terrible act done in my name, for love of me it completely tarnished everything our love had stood for. ‘
Tara paused reliving that horrific moment, shuddered and continued.
‘I just did not know what to do! I didn’t want to shock you guys, as I could see you were busy with a damage limitation exercise with Willow. t Anya was helping you, though I was very surprised she could not sense my presence ,as I could sense she was a vengeance demon again. Maybe with all the magic in the air, or the fact that she was tuned into revenge or... I was still a mess to be quite frank.
After I had managed to pull myself together a bit I decided to ring Mr Giles, ‘
Tara then sweetly smiled at Giles
‘Do you want to say anything at this point Mr Giles?
‘No ,no you carry on Tara I will fill in the gaps later.’ Said Giles.
‘Anyway where was I?’ said Tara,
‘Oh yes, so I explained everything to Mr Giles as far as I knew, fortunately you guys had not had any time to tell him about my supposed death.
Giles sort of knew what was going on anyway, well more specifically that Willow had gone off the rails as the Coven over here in England had picked up the movement on the magical plains. So he was on his way already. I arranged to meet him at the airport and he urged me not to reveal myself to you all at that point until we had got Willow under control.
When Giles did arrive, he had a plan formed which as you know included power from the coven. He asked for a little boost including an element of my love for Willow, which I had not realised had not diminished in anyway despite what she had done to Warren.
I looked at him a bit apprehensively as I did not think my magic was up to it, but again it happened so easily, however Mr Giles was not very surprised and muttered something like ‘they were right’ ‘
Buffy looked at Giles expectantly but he waved Tara on to continue her narrative.
‘Anyway we agreed at this stage, especially how dark Willow had gone, that me appearing at that point may actually make things worse rather than better, Even now I am still not sure whether that was the right thing to have done but I was so not ready to see her and felt Mr Giles was in a better position to make a decision.’
Tara threw an apologetic look to Giles.
She continued
‘We felt if you guys knew it would have been difficult for you guys to keep it a secret. It was hard especially keeping it from Dawnie. So I lurked and tried to protect you all from a distance. Again it was so strange how effortlessly I was able use magic. It was like a final click .My ability suddenly matched all my training, studying and knowledge rather than my ability coming up short. Up until then it had only really been nothing more of a boost to Willow’s magic rather than doing things in my own right.
Anyway I cast protection spells on you all, except Anya as I did not want her picking up me being around and figured her whole vengeance demon gig would protect her.
Tara sighed,’ I do miss Anya!’ She then continued
‘Anyway to cut a long story short on this part of the story, I followed Xander to Willow and whilst he was trying to talk her down from ending the world I imbued his words with my magic. I poured all my love for her into that magic. It seemed to do the trick. (Don't tell Xander that it wasn't his words that brought her down, Mr Giles told me that Xander is so proud with his about that and I know it helps his self esteem.)
By Now I was physically and emotionally exhausted. Mr Giles recognised that if I had to deal with anything else I would just breakdown big time. So He suggested I go and spend time in New England with the Coven there. Just to recharge my batteries etc.
Mr Giles felt it was necessary to speak to the watchers council about me. They deemed it maybe best at this point to continue the charade of my death and made all the arrangements for that to continue. I think it was a bad move but I think not only was I now at breaking point, but Mr Giles was so distracted over Willow. We just agreed and went with the flow.
I stayed in New England for quite awhile not only recovering from all that had happened to me but needing to get my head around my new found abilities and come to terms with actually who I was. That too was a shock. I did yearn to be with you guys but it was right to have the time and space to sort myself out. I more than anything yearned to be with Willow , yet at the same time as being repelled by her actions.
I had just got my head together and had forgiven Willow when the potential slayer killing started.
As Mr Giles considered Willow’s recovery and redemption process , he felt she was at too delicate a stage to cope with the knowledge of me being alive, I therefore accepted the mission from the Watcher’s council via Mr Giles to try and round up as many of the potential slayers as possible, as I had sufficient enough power to protect them. This ultimately meant sending them to you Buffy in Sunnydale.
I have to admit to disguising myself so that no one would make the connection.
At some point I can’t think when, but when it was beginning to get very dangerous with the First, I realised I really needed to be with Willow, I forgave her what she had done in my name. Her recovery process was at a point where she would be able to cope with the news I was alive, so I made my way to Sunnydale secretly.
That’s when I discovered that perhaps I did not mean as much to Willow as she did to me. She had moved on, she had hooked up with one of the potential slayers, K en n e dy I think her name was. I had only supposedly been dead a matter of months. and yet she had moved on. I was devastated all over again.’
Buffy opened her mouth to protest on Willow’s behalf but shut again wanting to know the rest of the story.
Tara had carried on
‘Mr Giles felt anyway that you had enough people, weapons and power at Sunnydale and I was needed elsewhere in the world to shore up things there, including doing some major research and filtering it back to you guys via Mr Giles etc. and providing general back up.
When it was all over, as Willow had moved on and so had you guys, I decided that I would remain dead to you all and try move on myself. I have to admit with some mixed results.
I am now based here in the UK, working for the Watcher’s council and am on the International coven’s committee monitoring magic in the world. I am also the liaison between the two bodies. So as you can see I am kept pretty busy. And that is my story. So far.’
Buffy’s eyes half way through the exposition had filled with tears and by the end of Tara’s tale tears were streaming down her face.
It was as clear as the nose on Buffy’s face, that Tara still loved Willow very much. Buffy could tell this from the tonal qualities of Tara’s voice when she was referring to Willow. She would address that in a moment but Tara’s tale had left many questions unanswered.
She turned to Giles and said as much and asked him to explain as he had obviously understood from the outset how Tara and come to be standing there.