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"Believe me I don't want to go,
And it'll grieve me 'cause I love you so
But we both know..."
[This message has been edited by Banshee (edited December 11, 2001).]
by Banshee » Tue Dec 11, 2001 6:10 am
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"Believe me I don't want to go,
And it'll grieve me 'cause I love you so
But we both know..."
[This message has been edited by Banshee (edited December 11, 2001).]
by Banshee » Wed Dec 12, 2001 7:52 pm
Tara looked at him with all of the hatred and disgust she had ever felt in her life. She spit at him and the mucus hit his face and slowly trickled down his cheek.
“Stupid bitch,” he yelled as his hand came up and smacked her across the face. “You’re only going to make this all the more enjoyable. Me and little red. She ever scream for you, sunshine? She ever moan for you so much that the walls shook?” he moved in closer to Tara so she could smell the decay on his breath, “She did for me.”
The imagery was too much for Tara to take, she lowered her head and closed her eyes, trying in vain to block him out.
“What’s wrong, sunshine? Can’t stand hearing the truth? Wanna hear some others? I tasted her, strawberries and cream. Crawled around in places you’ll never be able to reach.”
There was a sound of breaking glass as Tara looked up. Willow had smashed one of the vials against the back of Racks head and he was stumbling across to the other side of the room. There was a dull green smoke rising up from his head as he screamed in pain.
Willow stabled herself on the wall next to Tara, having bought herself a few spare moments.
“Tara, I can’t free you. I can’t move whatever is holding you down,” Willow cried as she struggled again to free Tara.
Rack stumbled his way back to the witches and grabbed Willow around the waist and threw her away from Tara.
Willow mumbled something under her breath and a red light encompassed the room. Swirls of light surrounded her and she began to levitate. Tara’s jaw dropped at the sight of her lover levitating off of the floor, her eyes blackened.
“You want my power, Rack. You want everything inside of me? I give it to you, all of it,” she said as she continued to rise above them.
As she stopped she motioned her hand above a table and moved it towards him. The table shot out like a bullet and pinned him against the wall. She lowered herself closer to the ground.
Rack laughed as he struggled to move the table from off of himself.
“I like a girl who plays rough,” he smiled at Willow. “Reverse,” he said as the table shot back across and hit Willow in the torso, sending her to the ground.
He wiped dust off of his pants and moved towards where Willow had fallen. He picked her up by the hair and slammed her chest with his hand. Her head threw back as he penetrated her body. She moaned and shook as his energy seared through her.
“See, strawberry, you want me. You want what I can give to you.”
Her head went back further as sparks started shooting off of her body. Tara screamed as one hit above her head, burning the wall.
Rack leaned in and whispered in Willows ear, “How about your little girl over there? Think she likes it as much as you do? Or do you think she just likes to watch?”
Willows head came up so quickly that Rack couldn’t defend himself as it slammed into his. He screamed out and stumbled backwards, breaking the connection. Willow collapsed to the floor, breathing hard.
“Release,” Rack said as he grabbed Tara from the wall. She collapsed, weakened, into his arms.
He grabbed Willow up by the throat with his free hand and threw both of them onto his couch.
“You know ladies, it’s always been a dream of mine to do two women at once. I want to personally thank the two of you for making such a dream a reality for me tonight,” he announced as he shoved a hand on each of their chests.
As his hands landed, the trio shook as the energy surged around the circle. Tara whispered Willows name across the couch as the redhead began to stir. Willow turned her head and met Tara’s eyes. Silently they spoke to her as they had once before, so long ago. The same evening they had found their world in each other.
Willow knew what had to be done then to rid them of this man. They held each others gaze a moment longer, even as they winced in pain. Then, suddenly, their eyes open, they both turned their heads toward Rack and began to focus every ounce of themselves on him. The cyclical exchange had stopped and Racks body began to shake violently.
“What-what are you doing?” He screamed, unable to pull himself away.
His hands began to glow as he was suddenly thrown off of them and across the room into the door. The two raised themselves up from the couch, looked at each other briefly and took the others hand in their own.
“By the goddess of the earth
With all of her worth
We rid you from its face
Into the darkest place
Never return
Forever burn
In the bowel of her hatred
Where nothing is sacred
We banish thee
By the power of three times three
We banish thee, we banish thee, we banish thee,
So mote it be.
Their hands shot out, sending a blinding light across at Rack. He screamed as it hit his chest and he disappeared. The house around them shook and started disappearing under their feet. Willow held onto Tara as the ground fell out from under them and they landed in the water.
Buffy was waiting for them as they arrived back at the Summer’s home. The spell Willow had performed was only meant to be temporary, biding her enough time to retrieve what she needed without knocking them out for the duration of the night. With the greeting she received when she walked through the door, she silently wished she had made it for a while longer.
Buffy opened her mouth to yell at Willow when the words were caught in her throat at the sight of Tara. The blonde was bruised and still bloodied. Buffy rushed over to them and helped Willow carry Tara inside. Their clothes were soaked by their impromptu nighttime swim and Buffy yelled for Dawn to bring down some towels.
Buffy looked up at Willow to speak again.
“Later, please, Buffy. I can’t really take anything else tonight,” Willow said as she took one of the towels that Dawn had quickly brought from upstairs.
“Is she alright?” Buffy said, her eyes softening.
“I hope so,” Willow replied, her lower lip trembling.
“And Rack?”
“Gone for good. Amy, too.”
Buffy’s eyes widened at this.
“No, not like that. She’s back to her cheese and wheel lifestyle.”
“I think we need to get some sleep, right now. Kind of drained, you know?” Willow said as she led Tara to the stairs.
“Go take care of your girl,” Buffy said as she watched them ascend the staircase.
Willow helped bathe Tara, who cried the entire time. She dressed her in a soft top and pair of sleepy pants Tara had left behind and helped her into the bed.
She laid down with her and held her.
“Tara, baby, can you talk to me?”
The silence hung there for a moment.
“Please, baby?”
Tara slowly moved her head up to face Willow. “I-I didn’t know if you’d come for me,” she said as she started to cry again.
This confession made Willow begin to cry in turn.
Tara grabbed her closer to her body and held on to her for dear life.
“I-I thought I’d l-lose you if you came.”
Willow wiped the tears that were streaming down her face, “I’d rather die fighting for you, then live without you, Tara. I love you.”
Tara paused and held Willows stare. “I love you, too, Will.”
“I’ll never do anything to hurt you again, Tara. I swear on everything I own, everything I’ll ever own. I promise,” she said as she started lightly planting kisses across Tara’s bruises.
“Sleep now, baby. We’ll talk more tomorrow, ok?”
“Ok,” Tara muttered as she laid her head on Willows chest.
Willow moved her hand to turn on the radio across the room. Then stopped herself. Instead, she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the remote control and pressed play. As the two fell asleep, the radio played quietly in the background:
My care for you is from the ground up to the sky
It’s over, under, up above
Down below, and to the side
There’s no use in pretending
No use in saving face
For my love is never ending
And you are my saving grace
By my side,
By my side,
Won’t you be by my side..
By my side,
By my side,
Won’t you be by my side..
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"Believe me I don't want to go,
And it'll grieve me 'cause I love you so
But we both know..."
by The Rose » Wed Dec 12, 2001 8:13 pm
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Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.
Tara: Willow, I got so lost.
Willow: I found you. I will always find you.
Tara: Nobody messes with my girl!
by xita » Wed Dec 12, 2001 11:44 pm
by Dumbsaint » Thu Dec 13, 2001 12:54 pm
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Shiver me timberless.
by tommo » Thu Dec 13, 2001 2:18 pm
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"You evil bitch troll from hell!" ~ Patsy Stone
by tommo » Thu Dec 13, 2001 4:28 pm
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"You evil bitch troll from hell!" ~ Patsy Stone
by Dumbsaint » Thu Dec 13, 2001 9:06 pm
quote:
Originally posted by tommo:
Read my sig, Shannon. That's you, that is.
*lower lip trembles* B-but... I thought that *I* was your evil troll bitch from hell, Ruth? *cries*
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This mummy hand has ceased to BE! It is an EX-mummy hand!
by tommo » Thu Dec 13, 2001 10:09 pm
So Shannon, any chance of an epilogue? Or a sequel? Or just more?
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"You evil bitch troll from hell!" ~ Patsy Stone
by nika » Thu Dec 13, 2001 10:23 pm
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"Eat lot's of applesauce, preferably fed to you by attractive young lesbians." Amber Benson
by Banshee » Fri Dec 14, 2001 6:17 am
give me a few days and I'll ponder a sequel.
-S
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"Believe me I don't want to go,
And it'll grieve me 'cause I love you so
But we both know..."
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