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Willow, Xander and Oz stood in one of Sunnydale’s twelve cemeteries. Xander’s eyes were shut trying and he was breathing very heavy. Willow stood next to him; eyes closed also and were shaking. Oz stood off to the side giving the two their own space and trying to put together what was going on. He knew something was going on with Buffy, that she was in pain and that Willow was sharing that pain. He took a deep breath wondering what he could do to help.
Then, Willow gasped and fell to the floor, Xander did the same. Oz ran to them, wondering what the hell was happening. “Will?” he whispered and shook her gently. “Xander?” he asked and shook him too.
He brushed the hair away from Willow’s face. He was breathing heavy, now. “Willow.” He said and shook her again. He touched her head and rubbed her temple trying to see if he could understand why she had passed out, and somehow he had a feeling that the head had something to do with it. After he had touched her head he got a sharp pain in his head, causing him to close his eyes instantly.
As he closed his eyes he seemed to end up in a hell like world. It was pure chaos and he went a fear run through him.
He ignored it, “Willow!” he screamed and looked around.
As the scream echoed rocks fell down a rocky slope. After that sound had gone away a growl came from behind him and he turned around. He faced his werewolf self.
He jumped back as it lunged forward but stopped as he heard giggling. Then the animal seemed to drop to the floor, and he realized it wasn’t an animal at all and just a skin. A little girl walked toward him as it dropped. She had half blonde hair with a little left over brunette but it seemed it was now changing to the red color of Willow’s hair.
The little girl’s giggly mood changed to anger, as she looked Oz in the eye.
“You’re not supposed to be here.” She said and walked toward him.
“Where’s Willow?” he demanded. He knew that this girl was evil, by the evil grin on her face and the glare of her eyes. What kind of Child was in a place like this?
She giggled again. “Gone…you’re not supposed to be here go back she’s alone!”
Oz had a feeling that the little girl didn’t mean Willow and he started to ask when the girl muttered something. “Love is never forever, they’ll die like the others!” Oz was about to ask what that meant, when the girl stepped forward and shoved him. “Go!” she screamed.
Oz felt himself falling and then he opened his eyes.
Willow stirred next to him as he opened his eyes.
“Love is…?” she muttered then realized where she was.
“Oz? Xander?” she said and got up.
Xander’s eyes widened. “Oh man…” he said and grabbed his head. Then he realized what happened too.
He got up and brushed off his pants. “Buffy?” he said and looked at Willow. “We gottta go.” He told Willow and she nodded.
“That was weird.” She said and looked at Oz as she walked toward him. “And painful.” She said and laid her head on his chest.
“I know.” He said and brushed her hair from her face.
“Giles?” she said looking at Xander.
“Yeah and we gotta find Buffy also…this was a bust.” Xander said looking around at the cemetery. “Something’s up and what just happened was scary and…painful.” He put an emphasis on the last word.
“She’s hurt.” Willow said and winced in pain.
“I know.” Xander said. “We have to find her…maybe Giles knows something…seen her.” Willow nodded and leaned against Oz as her and Xander and Oz headed toward Giles’s apartment.
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