FF: Consequences: Chapter One

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Title: Consequences 
Chapter: One/? 
Rating: NC-17 
Pairing: W/D, W/B 
Spoilers: For Season Six 
Timeline: Season Six 
Beta Readers: 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. 

Also, I wrote this a while back and just now decided to go ahead and post it.

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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PROLOGUE 
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" With my soul you shall find balance, 
With my warmth you shall live, 
With my eyes you shall see, 
With my blood you shall exist, 
With my mind you shall think, 
Together we shall be one. " 

The dark haired woman bit into her wrist, drinking deeply. She arched back, sinking her teeth into the 
vampires wrist, the blood coating her tongue and throat. Power burst through them, driving their nude 
bodies together in need. 

Tongue's caressed, sucked, and pulled. Lust was driven higher and higher as their sweat slicked bodies 
moved against each other. Moans and soft pleas broke the silence. Her body rode the taunt thigh higher 
and higher, until she felt the spark in her soul connecting to the vampires demon. The single spark of 
contact pushed them over the edge. 

Warming arm's pulled her close, holding her tightly to the older woman. Scent of sex and lilac filled the 
candle lit room, giving her a sense of peace and acceptance. Her eyes drifted closed as she burrowed into 
the inviting arms of her lover. 

" Sleep, weeping tree. I will guard you." 

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CHAPTER ONE 
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She smiled to herself as Dru twirled around in the sun, the childish joy that shone from her face making 
her heart beat a little faster. Seeing the clear happiness on the vampires face made the burden she felt, 
more bearable. The insane fog that hung over the vampire in a cloud was gone, replaced by an intelligent 
woman, passionate about life. 

Dru came to a stop, turning her warm face up to the sun, with closed eyes. " It's been so long since I've 
seen the sun, or felt warm, or even had a soul." Red tears leaked from Dru's eyes, as she looked at her. 
" Thank you." 

She felt a small tinge of guilt. She never would've given the vampire a second thought if it hadn't been 
for the deal she'd made. How long had Dru been trapped with only a demon controlling her? How long 
had the woman gone without the sun on her face, or warm skin? 

" Don't." Dru walked towards her, the vampires age reflected in the haunted eyes. " Why would you 
worry about me? I was never your friend, only your enemy." 

Willow wrapped her arms around the lean body before her, the simply touch setting her conflicting 
emotions at ease. Black magic had brought them together, a debt that she had to pay. A soul for a soul, a 
life for a life. 

She didn't want the others to know though. The price that had to be paid was her's and her's alone. 
Nothing they could do or know could change that. Besides, she knew them, Xander would end up hurt or 
killed trying to play hero. Anya would simply start talking about how stupid she was. Spike wouldn't 
really care one way or the other, and Buffy.... Buffy was still dealing with her abrupt return to the living. 

" You didn't know." 

She snorted softly, her lack of knowledge about where Buffy had been didn't matter anymore. There was 
nothing that could be done to fix it, and nothing could be done to ease the pain her friend felt. " We 
should get going. McMurchada is expecting us." 

" I still say you should send him back to hell where he belongs." Dru muttered. 

Willow bumped into the vampire with a smirk. " Hell's to good for him." 

Dru laughed at that, and followed her to the Taurus. She wanted to do exactly that, but not at the risk of 
Buffy. Whether the slayer knew it or not her job on earth wasn't finished, and for that she was sorry. 

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" You're late." 

She glared at the guy's back, " She hasn't seen the sun in over a hundred years." 

The tall lean man turned to her with cold black eyes, " I told you to be here at one, not one eleven. Next 
time I tell you something you do it, or I'll void our deal." 

" I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Dru placed her hand on her back, keeping her from ripping into the 
bastard. 

" Make sure it doesn't." 

He moved to the stone altar, and ran his hand over the gold chalice. " I have one task for you today. I 
want you to drink from this." 

Willow stepped up next to him wearily, eyeing the thick dark red liquid. She heifted the heavy chalice up 
and began to drink. The thick tar like metallic tasting liquid slide down her throat. She wanted to throw up 
at the horrible taste, but her loyalty to Buffy forced her to swallow the last of it. 

" Welcome home." 

She stared at her great great grandfather with a hate that she didn't think she was capable of. She was 
aware of what the liquid was, and what it meant. For her and her soul. 

There was once a dream she had, where she was flying over the world beside her soul mate, with wings 
so large that they blocked out the sun. Swooping in and out of the air currents, her body twisting back 
and forth, bringing her higher and higher. The cool wet clouds bursting around her as she dived through 
them, laughing at the sheer joy of it. So close to heaven that she could almost touch it. 

It wasn't a lot, not compared to a lot of dreams. Money, fame, immortality. All she'd dreamed was the 
chance to soar through the heavens, beside the woman she loved, with no cares, no duties. Only a worry 
free peace that soothed their souls, and left them with only each other to worry about. 

A dream, she'd known from birth that she'd never experience. Now, her existence had been permanently 
determined, leaving her with one option. 

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Willow stood inside the Magic Box unsure of what to do. She was in over her head, and was trapped in 
a world that called to her in ways that tempted her. Temptation that she was afraid that she would give in 
to it, and right now, Buffy was the best hope of stopping that temptation. 

She slowly approached the others, taking in the solemn mood that waned over them. " Listen, I need to 
talk to you guys." 

" Actually, we were just waiting for you." Buffy sat next to Spike, clasping her hands. " We've been 
talking about it and...we think it might be better if Tara does any spell's we need." 

The coolly spoken words were a slap to her face, driving her back a couple of steps. " Wh-what?" 

" We're concerned about your use of magic and what it's doing to you." Buffy seemed to sense her 
despair, " It's just for now." 

" H-how long is that?" She looked from one to the other searching their faces for some sign of what 
they thought. " How long is for now? Tell me." 

" Until you learn that magic has consequences." Buffy replied. 

" B-but, you can't be serious. You need me..." 

" We'll always need you, but right now, I think it would be better if you stuck with research." 

The stubborn cold voice that hit her was all that was needed for her to lose the shaky grip on her 
willpower. The morals she'd grown to obey with a fiercity now slipped away to the back of her 
conscience, leaving only the very part of her that she spent so many years fighting. 

" Fine." Willow looked at each of them one last time, knowing that the end of an era was occurring. " If 
that's the way you want it." 

Xander relaxed immediately, his face breaking out into a huge smile. " Great. Now, what do you say we 
order a pizza and get to work?" 

She simply turned away from them, each step away feeling like an unbreakable gap between them. 

" Whoa, hey wait a minute." Xander jumped in front of her, blocking the door, with a strained smile. 
" Where are you going?" 

" If you don't want me helping you with magic, then I won't. I'll simply work on my own from now on." 
She sighed at the panicked man before her, " Don't worry, I can take care of myself." 

She stepped around her former friend, registering the shocked silence behind her. There wasn't anything 
left for her with them. Tara had broken up with her, Buffy could barely stand to be around her, and 
Xander was getting married to Anya. 

It had been coming for a while, she'd just hoped that it wouldn't happen for a while longer. Not that it 
mattered anymore. Now there was only one path left for her. 

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She stormed into the dark mansion, her shoes slapping down onto the tile floor. The confidence 
invading her soul, screamed out at the minions that dared move into her path. Each one was sent back 
burning in flames that ate away at their skin. 

Vampires that foolishly stepped out to see what was going on, scattered quickly as she passed. Her 
hands came up, flinging the double doors of the massive study exploding in splinters and fragments of 
wood. Black eyes searched the room, landing on her grandfather standing by the fireplace. 

" What do you think you are doing?!" 

She ignored the roaring voice that threatened her. She had lost everything, and there was nothing he 
could do to hurt her anymore. " Prepare five of your worst minions, we're going hunting." 

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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?"
Jox: "Wait a minute! You want me to-- to-- to-- make a-- "
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!"