FF: Consequences: Chapter Two

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Title: Consequences
Chapter: Two/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/D, W/B
Spoilers: For Season Six
Timeline: Season Six
Beta Readers: Scotty Welles, Dark Gremlin & The Vampire Koala

Note: The whole black demon, King Dermot McMurchada is
real, so is the history behind him. Trust me I know, my family
is related to him, and there is a number of family legends on
the guy.

Summary: What was the price for Buffy's return? How much is
Willow willing to sacrifice for the woman she loves?

Disclaimer: They belong to Joss Whedon not me.

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Survival. It was a strange little word, that fell off your tongue with a bitter taste. Survival. That one word
could drive you to abandon your entire set of morals. That one word could force your hand in a crime
that you would never participate in otherwise. A word that said everything.

" The minions are in place."

She nodded to Dru as the vampire took her place at her side. " You know the plan?"

" Yes."

Her black leather trench coat bellowed, around her leather clad legs, in the cold sea wind. The shy
mousy hacker was gone, and so were the cloths that marked her bright cheery personality. The knee high
leather boots were more comfortable, molded to her legs like a second skin. The dark red belly top
showed off her pierced belly button.

" They're coming."

Her black eyes stared out over the rows of graves to the group chasing three vampires toward her. She
raised her hand up, and the vampires turned to meet the group head on. She watched as they easily
fought the scoobies, keeping the slayer on the defensive. Blow after blow they rained on her friends,
leaving them tired and weak, barely able to protect themselves.

She put her index and middle finger between her lips, letting out an ear piercing whistle that brought
everyone to a stop. She nodded once to the vampires, and watched as they stood still letting Buffy stake
them. As their ashes blew away, she backed into the shadows, tonight's lesson accomplished.

Survival. It was a strange little word. A word that was all she had left.

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" What just happened?" Xander asked quietly.

She simply stood there staring after her best friend. The person that she'd never been able to see being
anything other than the bright cheerful friend that had stayed by her side for so many years, was now
what she most feared.

" She was proving something." Spike flicked his cigarette to the ground, shocked at the sight of Dru
with Willow.

" What? That leather makes her look like Shira in Cop a feel..." Xander trailed off awkwardly. " Not that I
would know that, because I would never watch anything like that."

" There's one thing that separates the great masters from the good ones. Loyalty." Spike got an almost
envious expression, " And red there, was proving just how loyal her minions are."

" Nonono, see this is where I have to the problem. This is Willow we're talking about, not Angelus, or
Glory. Willow, and Willow, does not have minions." Xander glared at them just daring them to contradict
him.

" I think Xander's right, I can't see Willow going....all demony on us. She just doesn't have it in her."
Anya smiled back at Xander looking for his approval.

Tara tucked her hair behind her ears, folding her arms protectively around her. " That's not quite true."

" What?" Xander eyed her darkly. " You can't possible think that she would..."

" I know she would." Tara looked around at them nervously.

She felt a hole in heart as she stared at Tara. There was something about the way Willow's ex-lover was
acting that made her dreadful. " What do you know about this?"

" She made me promise...."

" Tara, we have to stop Willow, and if you know something..."

" It's a long story."

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She leaned against the small black jaguar convertible, watching the dark haired woman slowly walking
towards her. The slayer was wearing her first real clothes since entering the jail. Faith came to a stop in
front of her, wearily looking at her and Dru.

" What's going on?"

She raised her hand, mentally pulling the slayer to her. " Simple. You're my chosen one."

" And I should care, why?"

" Revenge, money, freedom."

" Like I would ever work for you."

She pressed her hand to the left side of the slayers neck, creating a blue glow on the skin. She dropped
her hand, revealing a small tattoo of a willow tree.

" You will, and you will find that I can be very, very good to my family." She claimed Faith's lips in a
scolding kiss that left the slayer gasping. " Ready to go home?"

" Anything you say, Red."

She smiled at the slayer as she jumped into the back of the sports car. Everything was starting to come
together.

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" Yes, well, I was afraid this would happen."

She slowly turned to stare at her mentor. The older man's very demeanor screamed at her. She could
read the acceptance in his face, no shock or surprise. " You knew."

Giles looked up at her, " Simply put, yes. The council did background checks on all of you, and while
the rest of you checked out, Willow was flagged."

" Why? Because she's related to this.....MacMurrough fellow?" Xander demanded.

" Dermot MacMurrough was a natural wizard, and quite a powerful one. However, due to his families
ties, he became consumed with taking the family throne. This obsession drove him into service with
Lucifer, and in the process becoming his second in command." Giles took off his glasses and began to
clean them. " As his second in command, Lucifer made him a deal. In exchange for the souls of his future
relatives, he would make him the most powerful warlock in the world."

" But Willow...."

" Is a direct descendant of the Black Demon, and if as you say, Willow is now in his service then there is
nothing to be done."

She glared at the watcher darkly, ready to rip a few throats out. " What do you mean there's nothing we
can do?"

" For Willow to be in his service, then she has drunk Satan's blood." Giles meet her eyes sadly, " The
young woman we once knew is now a demon."

" Cool. Look what I found." Anya smiled as she held up a gold medallion.

Xander took it away from the ex-demon, his face paling slightly. " Willow was here."

" What? How do you know?" Dawn glanced over his shoulder to study the gold piece. " Hey, is that a
Willow tree?"

Xander nodded, " When Angel lost his soul we started joking around about what we would do if we
ever...." He swallowed hard, tossing the medallion to her. " She said that she would make gold medallions
with a willow tree on it, and leave it as her mark."

Buffy clutched the cold metal in her hand, her emotions running high in her. Willow. The one person
she counted on day in and day out. The person that she could talk to about anything, and everything,
without judgment.

" I'm going to patrol." She sprinted out the door, before they could stop her. She had something she
needed to do.

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" What do you mean you're my watcher?"

She rolled her eyes skyward at the slayer's reaction. " After I started helping with the slaying, Giles came
to me and asked me to train to be Buffy's watcher. He was afraid that something might happen to him, and
wanted to make sure that any future watcher she had was someone she already had a relationship with.
The council agreed to let him train me. I was activated right before Buffy's eighteenth birthday."

" Okay, assuming what you're saying is true, then how does that make you my watcher?"

She had a feeling that the slayer was questioning her more out of a sense of distrust than anything.
" When you came out of the coma I asked the council permission to take over as your watcher."

Faith slowly sat on the tombstone, trying to get her mind around what she was saying. " But the council
wanted to kill me...."

" Let's just say that Trevor's owed me a favor." Willow sat next to her newest charge, " We don't have
much longer, and I don't want to risk Gramps over hearing us. I need your help Faith. I need you to trust
me, and trust that I will protect you."

" So this black demon guy is a big nasty that wants to take over the world?"

" Yep."

" And the three of us are the only one's able to stop him?"

" Yeah."

Faith looked over at her seriously, " Will we get to mess with slutty's mind?"

She smirked at the slayer, her darker humor racing to the surface. " Oh yeah."

" You know Red, I think we're going get along just fine."

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Aeris Jade Orion

Grey Fox, and cause of Discord.

Gabrielle: "Do you deny spying on these women?"
Joxer: "I resent that."
Gabrielle: "Do you deny it?"
Joxer: "No, I just _resent_ it."

Joxer: Hello--heh-heh-- name's Joxer-- spelled, uh [Clears throat]--
J-o-x-e-rrrrrrrr.

Rh: "Would you wanna make a baby with me?"
Jox: "What?!"
Rh: "Will you help?"
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Rh: "Right-- will you?"
Jox: "Of course not! Hey, listen! We're not just machines, you
know, you can use to-- . Besides-- you know, uh-- we can't just
do it on command. We need stuff like, uh-- cheap motel rooms and
dirty pictures and lingerie-- stuff like that! We're _not_
animals! But I can get those things!"