Chapter 1:
Willows awakening
Willow was so happy to be returning to London and spending more time with the women in the coven. They were so nice to her and helped her so much. She was anxious to tell them of the spell she performed in Sunnydale to awaken all the Slayers. She was so scared that day. Everything she had done being hooked on the magic’s like a junkie then turning into black vieny evil girl and trying to burn the earth to a cinder, this was so much different. She had no idea that her use of magic, before she met the coven, was drawn from such a dark place. She had been so dark, so deep in the black arts that she wasn’t sure if she let herself go far enough to do this spell that she could come back the same. She was wrong on so many levels.
They taught her how magic really worked, how it’s connected to everything, the earth, the people, and even the stars and planets up above. When she began the spell she started out very slow, so scared to do it fast that she hesitated several times before she felt the power emanating from her and the scythe. Then she remembered what they had taught her, how to will her power from her surroundings and not from the black pit of evil. She was so scared to go further into that darkness but she knew she had to; she knew that it was going to take some major mojo to do what she needed to do.
As she began to push herself deeper and deeper into the dark she started to see a light, it was dim at first but then grew brighter until it engulfed her whole. It was so beautiful and warm and welcoming, she finally felt what she was missing in the dark. It was then she knew the real meaning of magic, its goodness, its beauty, and the real purpose of it. She felt the power of the scythe and let it move thru her to all the potentials. It felt like heaven, like she actually got to touch a small piece of heaven. When it was all said and done she felt the goodness she had done, felt the power awakening in the potentials. It was the best feeling she had ever had, now this is what it’s all about. She now felt the light instead of the dark and she felt renewed. She could not wait to tell the women of the coven what she had learned and felt.
She just hoped this time when she went to see these women that they didn’t have that look of fear in their eyes like last time. She was pleasantly surprised to be welcomed back with open arms and much understanding. They had some very powerful seers in their coven and already knew of what happened. They discussed her situation in finding all the newly activated Slayers and how they would aid her and her friends.
She spent several months in the company of these amazing women. They not only helped her to hone her own skills but in fact made her realize that she had surpassed many of them with the power she now possessed. She feared they may be frightened of her but she only found friendship and understanding in them. They had helped her to focus more on opening her awareness of what she had in her and for that she was utterly grateful.
The more time she spent on reliving her past and coming to terms with that part of her life, the more she thought of her best friend. Buffy had come into her life at a time when Willow thought she was at her lowest. Sure she had Xander and Jessie as friends but beside that she was virtually unknown to the rest of the school or even the world for that matter. She was mousey Willow, miss brains, the smart kid, and that was the nice things they called her. After they had met Buffy, all of that changed. The entire school looked at Buffy and her new found Scooby’s for help. She finally felt needed for the first time in her life and she knew she had Buffy to thank for that. Yes, Buffy exposed her to a world that sometimes she wished she didn’t know but all in all, meeting her was the turning point in Willow’s lonely existence.
Then she remembered that day, that awful day, when she and the rest of the people living in the Summer’s home kicked Buffy out. They didn’t agree with Buffy and instead of working with her they shoved her away, like she was nothing more than a trouble maker who needed to be kicked to the curb. She hated every minute of that day; she knew it was wrong to do Buffy like that. She had saved them all, many times in fact, and she betrayed her. She was supposed to be her best friend, to be there no matter what, and she let her down. Things were never the same after that day. Yes, they fought the hard battle and won like they always did but after that, they drifted apart.
She needed to make this up to her somehow. Fix what was broken, if it could be. She missed her friend, the one she could always confide in when she need someone to talk to. Buffy never ever judged her, she just listened and was always there for a should to cry on. Now she couldn’t even get her to pick up a phone and tell her how Dawn was doing. Every time she called Andrew answered and he always gave her the same excuse, ‘Buffy said she is on her way out, she said she will call you later’. Right, that never did happen and after a few months of frustrating conversations with Andrew, she decided to stop trying.
She tried to talk to Xander about it but all he would say was, ‘give her time Will, she just needs space’. She knew that Xander had spoken to Buffy on a few occasions but he assured her it was only to fill her in on the current mission he was on. The mission, she was so busy trying to find new Slayers she almost forgot about Xander’s’ mission.
She had sent Kennedy, Rona, and Vi on a mission of their own. She had found a number of potentials had been activated on the other side of London. She dispatched them to the girls with the order to take them to the new Watcher’s council if they wanted to join them. It would take them at least two or three weeks to round all the girls up and Willow took that time to find out from Giles about this new prophecy.
After digging thru the old Watcher’s council building, Giles had uncovered some very old texts and tomes. He found a prophecy in one of them that he thought may have something to do with Buffy or Faith. He wasn’t sure but it did talk about a great shift in power and a Champion who would change the future. They had been working on the translation of it for months now and Willow had not spoken to Giles for weeks about it. The only thing she knew for sure was Giles had sent Xander to Africa to try and uncover something that was forged by or for the first Slayer. She thought that Giles had sent Xander on a wild goose chase looking for a weapon that they already had. They all knew that the scythe that Buffy now had was forged for the first Slayer and then hidden away. Willow was almost positive that it was that weapon that Xander was looking for but Giles insisted it was something different. When she questioned him on how he knew, he would only say that his translation wasn’t finished yet but he knew it was something else. She said her goodbye’s to Asthenia and the rest of the women and headed off to the new council.
Giles was not surprised to see her walk thru the front door and he ushered her into his office as soon as she arrived. He offered her tea, as always, and settled down at his desk with a stern look on his face.
“Nice to see you Willow. Am I to assume you are here to help with the translation of the prophecy?” Giles tried to smile at her but it came out looking painful for him.
“You know me, I’m all for the research. Just call me research gal.” Willow beamed at Giles and he calmed a little at her smile. His new grin looked more genuine and Willow started to relax herself. “Why so stiff Giles? You look like you haven’t slept in days and if you drink any more caffeine you may jump out of you own skin.”
Giles released a sigh and removed his glasses rubbing the peak of his nose before cleaning them and putting them back in place. “Yes, I do believe you are right. I haven’t been sleeping to well these days. This new council is running me ragged and I have been spending most of my free time translating this prophecy. My priorities have shifted and sleep is at the bottom of the list of things I can allow my self.” He sounded so tired to Willow and she reached out her hand to lie atop of his. “Don’t fret Watcher man; Willow is here to save the day. Tell me what you need help with I’m here for the learning.”
Giles let out a small laugh and picked up Willow’s hand placing a small kiss on top. “As always I am pleased to have you at my disposal although I am afraid things are somewhat disturbing at the moment. I have not contacted you lately because I translated part of the text and it bothered me so much I had to go back and do it again. In fact, I have now checked it properly about six times. I fear we may have done some things wrong over the past few years and if my information is correct things are about to get very unpleasant.”
“Yep, pretty much sums up our normal every day lives don’t you think.” Willow sat back and let out a huge sigh. She could always count on Giles to slam bad news down like a baseball bat to the head. “So are we talking Apocalypse bad or another evil Big Bad?”
“That remains to be seen. I do know that we may have made a grave mistake in letting Angel leave Sunnydale and go to LA. He may have made a deal with the devil and it may be all our faults. I hope that we may be able to escape this with our very lives.” Giles let out another sigh, “Bloody hell, we do tend to literally step on our own feet, so to speak.”
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