Happy Ever After: Sweet Dreams part 2
by Benny
Willow lay confused a bed of shattered glass. She felt the fire burn inside her, as she thought of all the horrid things Anya has done lately.

"Huh - is that all you got!" Willow bellowed as she floated to her feet. Her eyes were black, and her skin was slowly growing paler.

"Oh look - evil Willow is back in town!" Anyanka giggled pointing at the ever growing darker witch.

"Yeah, well I'm not here to kill innocent people........I'm here to kill you!" Willow threw a ball of green and purple rock.

It smashed through Anya, as though she wasn't even there. Anya raced up to Willow, and thumped her in her face. She started to kick, hard and brutal. Willow fell to her knees in shock, winded.

"Too much for you am I?" Anyanka kicked again, and again, and again.

Willow crouched beaten and cold on the concrete paving. But then she remembered. If she didn't get to Buffy soon, Buffy'd die. So, with this thought at the front of her brain, Willow started to fight back.

The street started to shake, as Willow held her hands high in the air. SHe chanted some mystical spell. The ground suddenly cracked open, throwing Anya backwards. Willow smiled, as she closed the ground again, and she spat on Anya's shocked face. Willow walked off into the bewilderness of the hospital.

"This isn't over witch. This definetely isn't over!" Anya called back.

But Willow ignored her, and went through the Hospital door.

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Buffy's mind

Where am I? What is that thing? What's happened to me? Is this hell? It's not like when I died before! There wern't demons then. And you wern't suspended in darkness for god-knows how long either. This place....... there's no horizon. It's everywhere. And the noise. It's like the constant sound of the screeching of a firework. And the ground. It's there....but it's not there. It's so weird. I'm standing on it, but I can't feel it. It looks like rock. But it seems to just be air. Am I floating? Or am I actually standing on it? Oh my god, what is this place? The sky is so grey. Full of massive storm clods. But is it the sky? The ground and sky seem to be merged. I can see what looks like ground, and what looks like sky, but not where each of them start or end. My clothes.... their so white. When did I change? Before I died, if I am dead. Or did a vicar or someone change me. But would I actually see my own body if I was dead. When I died before.... all I felt was peace. I didn't see anything then. Nothing at all.

"You don't know what I'm going to do to you" the beast whispered, pouncing along the floor.

"What..... threat making Demons still exist when your dead?" Buffy bouced back sarcastically.

"You don't believe me? Watch this!" the Demon growled, leaping at Buffy.

"Hey watch the face, big-headed demon guy!" Buffy yelled, stepping out of it's way.

"Do you know what you've caused?" It hissed as it started crawling towards her again.

"Everybody seems to be blaming everything on me these days, no wonder I commited suicide," Buffy sighed, walking backwards, away from the Demon.

"Your friends are fighting for their lives, because your not there to help them!" Klemir made a sweep at BUffy again, but she ducked his blow, and flipped him onto his back.

"What are you on about? My friends are fine, I've helped them by killing myself!" BUffy was getting flustered.

"You really think your dead don't you..." Klemir muttered under his breath, Buffy didn't hear, "You have not helped them at all. It was Angelus you listened to. The enemy and all. And seriously they are not fine, it just happens, Faith is dead, and Willow, well she's got it coming!" Klemir flipped himself back up onto his feet, and jabbed at Buffy.

"GET OFF! Your lying, you have to be! Faith is strong! And Willow can look after herself!" Buffy screamed in defence.

"Silly little girl, silly little girl."

Buffy jumped up onto Klemir's shoulders, and bit into his rubbery skull. She pulled away almost instantly, spitting the grey skin out from her mouth. She looked back at the Demon, ready to throw a few punches, and noticed something. The skin she had ripped away.... it had grown back almost immediately. She shook her head in disbelief, and jumped back down onto the grown.

"See! You can't kill me, you can't even hurt me!" Klemir laughed menacingley.

"Yeah, well you can't kill me, I'm already dead!" Buffy screamed confident, her arms stretched out, giving in to whatever Klemir wanted to do to her.

Klemir drew a crisp, golden sword from his arm. He moved like the speed of light, pushing the weapon straight into Buffy's gut. Blood started to trickle out, getting faster and faster as the seconds went by. Buffy stared astonished, clutching her abdomen as though it was sacred. Her mouth hung open, as she slowly stepped away.

"But..... how? If I'm dead.... then how?" BUffy questioned, gazing into Klemir's eyes.

"Oooh, has the penny finally dropped? Your not dead Slayer, your just lying in a hospital bed, strapped up to a heart monitor. But soon, once I have -" Klemir paused to look at hi sword, "finished with you."

"Aww, my stumoch, oh my god, it hurts. I need help, SOMEONE HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!!" BUffy screamed. She fell to her knees, wincing from the pain.

"They can't exactly hear you. Your in a coma out on the real world. This is just your mind. Well I am actually hurting you on the outside aswell, just to clear that up, " Klemir raced at Buffy with the sword again, slicing down her back.

Then the voices started.

"Quick! Get her up to theatre! C'mon, Quick!"

"What's that noise? It's.....it's nurses!" Buffy panicked, before falling back into the suspension of darkness.

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Willow reached the door of intensive care. She'd hid her fce the whole way through the hospital, in case they threw her out after flipping on one of the doctors. SHe peered through the window into the unit, and looked at the crowd of hospital staff around Buffy. Somehow she had to get them out of the hospital, so she could cast the spell. She stood and thought for a second, before jumping behind a trolley full of medicine. The same shy nurse that had chased her earlier headed down the corridor passed Willow. Willow sighed in relief before standing up yet again. SHe leant against the cold walls and kept thinking.

How am I gonna pull this off? I can't do it now, because all of those damn staff. I need to get them away, out of the hospital would be even better. I could transport them, but I think that's too risky. I might not be able to get them back again. No, I need to be cunning. I need to be clever. I need to think like Buffy would.

Willow looked around, searching for an answer to her problem. But all she saw was a medicine trolley, a couple of Doctors, a few doors and a fire alarm.

THAT'S IT! The fire alarm. All I have to do is set it off, and everyone will flee the building. Mind you, they might take Buffy with them..... unless......

Willow ran towards one of the Doctors that walked down corridor.

"Excuse me!" Willow shouted, the Doctor stopping to look at her.

"Yes, can I help" he answered.

"Ummm... just a thought but -" Willow thumped the man in his face, and pushed him into a supply closet.

Willow stared at the Doctors clothes, and as she did so, item by item, they swapped. Willow stood with a massive grin on her face, as she was dressed in the man's clothes. She stared at the Doctor and couldn't help laughing. He was now dressed in a tight lilac dress, and a pair of stillettos on his feet. The Doctor was to astonished to speak, and he fainted.

Willow raced out of the closet, heading for the alarm.


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