Forgotten Conscience - Chapter 56: Chapter 56
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Willow's POV
I should just ask her. We talk about everything, why should this be any different?
I look down at her hand in mine as we walk toward the last motel in town, but seeing as how there are only like 4 of them in town, that's not saying a lot.
Why does this bug me so much? She was just being nice to Buffy because she was obviously wigged. But then why did she say 'I'm sorry'? You don't usually say you're sorry when you're trying to calm someone down.
"Tara?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you say you were sorry?"
"Sweetie, I haven't said anything since we left the last motel."
Oh right, she can't actually read your mind you just like to think she can because she knows you so well.
"I meant back at Giles'. Before we left, you told Buffy you were sorry. Why did you say that?"
"She... um... she looked like she needed it."
"Yeah but, why did you say you're sorry? I mean usually in a bad situation you say stuff like 'everything will be okay'."
"I... I dunno I just... I-I saw how upset she was and... and I figured s-something must have... h-happened."
"Yeah, Faith got her memory back and probably tried to kill Buffy when she realized just how nice she was being to Faith."
"I um... yeah."
I let go of Tara's hand and stop to talk with her.
"But that's exactly what I hate the most about Faith. No matter how much Faith screws up, no matter what Faith does to her Buffy never stops helping her. Faith doesn't deserve someone like Buffy."
"Um... r-right..."
She doesn't sound like she believes me.
"What?"
"Well I... I... have... have you ever w-wondered why s... Buffy... why Buffy never stops helping her?"
"Well obviously it's because..."
I stop in mid-sentence.
I guess I never really took the time to think about it.
"I'm not sure. I guess it's because of who Buffy is."
All of the sudden it dawns on me.
"Buffy has always done what's right. She tries to help people no matter who they are or what they've done. I suppose Faith is just another person Buffy's trying to help."
"Y-yeah I guess."
"Anyway, the last motel is just around the corner, we should get to it so we can report back to Giles."
"Un-hun, so... what do we do again if we find Faith?"
"Well first we try and talk her out of killing us by you know, appealing to her common sense... if she still has any, and then we run like hell."
We continue toward the motel.
You know... Faith isn't my most favourite person in the world, but if Buffy, being the good and selfless person she is, thinks Faith can be helped then I guess Faith has a chance to change. Not that I think she can... but we'll just have to wait and see.
We walk into the main lobby together and walk up to the front desk.
"Hi."
"Can I help you?"
John's POV
God this is gonna be horrible. Any minute now I'm gonna walk through those ominous wooden doors and into HIS presence and things are gonna be bad.
The doors themselves are huge cherry wood. The double medieval style doors are at least 20 feet tall, probably more, and at least 12 inches thick. It's a good thing nothing but vampires come through these doors cause most humans probably wouldn't be able to open it.
One of the doors opens up and Ramsey steps out and looks at me.
"He who is the eternal one calls you into his presence."
"Yeah, I figured that."
I walk through the doorway and into the great hall. Again with the medieval vibe, although this has more of a medieval/ancient Egyptian/ancient Greek-type feeling. The large red carpet embroidered with mythic symbols of powerful creatures is laid out through the middle of the hall toward what can only be described as his throne. The room itself is pretty dark.
Poorly lit candles run alongside the red carpet, lighting it just enough not to trip over anything but not enough to see much beyond it. The walls are at least 15 feet away on either side with small torches spaced out along the walls. There's a symbol on the walls, the final letter of the Greek alphabet, OMEGA. A warning of what's to come.
I walk down the carpet as I've done many times before and the sound of chanting becomes more apparent.
He is not going to like what I have to say.
I get closer to the end of the hall and vampires surrounding him come into focus.
My eyesight might super human but that doesn't mean everything's always in full focus.
They're all kneeling in a circle around his throne which is elevated a few inches above everything else on a circular platform. The chanting is in some archaic demon language I never bothered to learn, it sounds a lot like Latin but it's not.
I'm not part of this for the chanting, I'm here because of the slayer killing part.
I get about five feet away from the chanters and the chanters stop. I get down on one knee as the chanters stand from their kneeling state and fade into the background.
I love how they do that.
I lower my head and stare at the floor.
"You sent for me sire."
I hear him stand up and see an ominous shadow cast over me.
"You failed me."
This is already going well.
"Yes sire, I make no excuses for my failures. Faith disappeared from the hospital on my watch. It's my fault we weren't able to finish the spell and secure Phase 1. Retrieval and extermination of the subject failed under my command and she ran right into the arms of our most hated enemy."
"Why should I not kill you where you are?"
"I have news."
"The amnesia?"
Oh great I'm screwed.
"Yes sire."
I don't dare look up unless he orders it.
His deep booming voice echoes throughout the great hall.
"It is of no consequence."
No consequence? What the hell is he talking about?
"But sire..."
I catch myself almost looking up.
"Phase 3 must begin on schedule and without delay."
"Y-Yes sire."
The ominous shadow flickers slightly. After a few moments someone, probably one of the chanters, hands me 'The Box'. It's about 6 inches long and a width of about 4 inches with a black finish.
"Thank you your greatness. I shall begin immediately."
"GO!"
I get up and start back the way I came, never looking back. I hold on to the box for dear unlife.
I've been waiting for this.
I feel a smile on my face.
I should just ask her. We talk about everything, why should this be any different?
I look down at her hand in mine as we walk toward the last motel in town, but seeing as how there are only like 4 of them in town, that's not saying a lot.
Why does this bug me so much? She was just being nice to Buffy because she was obviously wigged. But then why did she say 'I'm sorry'? You don't usually say you're sorry when you're trying to calm someone down.
"Tara?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you say you were sorry?"
"Sweetie, I haven't said anything since we left the last motel."
Oh right, she can't actually read your mind you just like to think she can because she knows you so well.
"I meant back at Giles'. Before we left, you told Buffy you were sorry. Why did you say that?"
"She... um... she looked like she needed it."
"Yeah but, why did you say you're sorry? I mean usually in a bad situation you say stuff like 'everything will be okay'."
"I... I dunno I just... I-I saw how upset she was and... and I figured s-something must have... h-happened."
"Yeah, Faith got her memory back and probably tried to kill Buffy when she realized just how nice she was being to Faith."
"I um... yeah."
I let go of Tara's hand and stop to talk with her.
"But that's exactly what I hate the most about Faith. No matter how much Faith screws up, no matter what Faith does to her Buffy never stops helping her. Faith doesn't deserve someone like Buffy."
"Um... r-right..."
She doesn't sound like she believes me.
"What?"
"Well I... I... have... have you ever w-wondered why s... Buffy... why Buffy never stops helping her?"
"Well obviously it's because..."
I stop in mid-sentence.
I guess I never really took the time to think about it.
"I'm not sure. I guess it's because of who Buffy is."
All of the sudden it dawns on me.
"Buffy has always done what's right. She tries to help people no matter who they are or what they've done. I suppose Faith is just another person Buffy's trying to help."
"Y-yeah I guess."
"Anyway, the last motel is just around the corner, we should get to it so we can report back to Giles."
"Un-hun, so... what do we do again if we find Faith?"
"Well first we try and talk her out of killing us by you know, appealing to her common sense... if she still has any, and then we run like hell."
We continue toward the motel.
You know... Faith isn't my most favourite person in the world, but if Buffy, being the good and selfless person she is, thinks Faith can be helped then I guess Faith has a chance to change. Not that I think she can... but we'll just have to wait and see.
We walk into the main lobby together and walk up to the front desk.
"Hi."
"Can I help you?"
John's POV
God this is gonna be horrible. Any minute now I'm gonna walk through those ominous wooden doors and into HIS presence and things are gonna be bad.
The doors themselves are huge cherry wood. The double medieval style doors are at least 20 feet tall, probably more, and at least 12 inches thick. It's a good thing nothing but vampires come through these doors cause most humans probably wouldn't be able to open it.
One of the doors opens up and Ramsey steps out and looks at me.
"He who is the eternal one calls you into his presence."
"Yeah, I figured that."
I walk through the doorway and into the great hall. Again with the medieval vibe, although this has more of a medieval/ancient Egyptian/ancient Greek-type feeling. The large red carpet embroidered with mythic symbols of powerful creatures is laid out through the middle of the hall toward what can only be described as his throne. The room itself is pretty dark.
Poorly lit candles run alongside the red carpet, lighting it just enough not to trip over anything but not enough to see much beyond it. The walls are at least 15 feet away on either side with small torches spaced out along the walls. There's a symbol on the walls, the final letter of the Greek alphabet, OMEGA. A warning of what's to come.
I walk down the carpet as I've done many times before and the sound of chanting becomes more apparent.
He is not going to like what I have to say.
I get closer to the end of the hall and vampires surrounding him come into focus.
My eyesight might super human but that doesn't mean everything's always in full focus.
They're all kneeling in a circle around his throne which is elevated a few inches above everything else on a circular platform. The chanting is in some archaic demon language I never bothered to learn, it sounds a lot like Latin but it's not.
I'm not part of this for the chanting, I'm here because of the slayer killing part.
I get about five feet away from the chanters and the chanters stop. I get down on one knee as the chanters stand from their kneeling state and fade into the background.
I love how they do that.
I lower my head and stare at the floor.
"You sent for me sire."
I hear him stand up and see an ominous shadow cast over me.
"You failed me."
This is already going well.
"Yes sire, I make no excuses for my failures. Faith disappeared from the hospital on my watch. It's my fault we weren't able to finish the spell and secure Phase 1. Retrieval and extermination of the subject failed under my command and she ran right into the arms of our most hated enemy."
"Why should I not kill you where you are?"
"I have news."
"The amnesia?"
Oh great I'm screwed.
"Yes sire."
I don't dare look up unless he orders it.
His deep booming voice echoes throughout the great hall.
"It is of no consequence."
No consequence? What the hell is he talking about?
"But sire..."
I catch myself almost looking up.
"Phase 3 must begin on schedule and without delay."
"Y-Yes sire."
The ominous shadow flickers slightly. After a few moments someone, probably one of the chanters, hands me 'The Box'. It's about 6 inches long and a width of about 4 inches with a black finish.
"Thank you your greatness. I shall begin immediately."
"GO!"
I get up and start back the way I came, never looking back. I hold on to the box for dear unlife.
I've been waiting for this.
I feel a smile on my face.
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