|The Killer in Her
Author: irunwithvampires6 PM
Basically, an exploration of how the episode "The Killer in Me" could have gone differently. P.S I don't own anything.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Kennedy & Willow R. - Words: 959 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Published: 02-03-11 - id: 6713877
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The Killer in Me
She has to be around here SOMEWHERE. I thought in frustration. Willow had taken off in this
direction after the Wicca group fiasco. I had to find her and tell her that Amy was behind it before she did
something really insane.
"Willow?" I called out as I walked into the backyard.
I jumped in surprise as I heard Willow's (currently Warren's) voice from behind me.
"There you are! Listen I have to tell you what happened after you-"
"Shut up, bitch." Warren's cruel voice cut through me. "This is all your fault. Why this happened, why I'm
like this. It all points back to you. You tricked me into feeling something and now I'm being punished."
"Willow please listen-" I tried to plead but was abruptly cut off by the barrel of a gun pointed at me.
"I said shut up, you stupid bitch!" The voice was angrier now, more frenzied as well. I slowly started
backing away. Oh my god, of all the days for no one to be training in the backyard. My mind frantically
ran through the options of how to get out of this. She wasn't herself, she was slowly turning into Warren.
But maybe if I could just wait it out, the spell would wear off and she would realize that this wasn't
permanent. I backed up into a tree suddenly as I wasn't paying attention to where I was moving and in that
instant she was inches away from me, gun in hand.
"Willow, it's just a spell. I promise you, it's not permanent. You AREN'T Warren! You have to believe
me. Everything's going to be okay." I attempted to reason with my distraught, hopefully girlfriend but I
instantly felt a hand clench around my throat. I began to panic, I couldn't struggle at gun point, I wasn't
exactly super strong yet either there was also the factor of her being a witch. Things weren't looking good.
Well, if you're going to go out. Might as well go out with a bang. I thought as I quickly leaned in and
caught Willow off guard with a kiss. All of a sudden, it was Willow again. No more Warren.
"Willow, oh I'm so glad you're back!" I gushed as I began to throw my arms around her but I was thrown
backwards into the tree by some invisible force. I crumpled into a ball on the ground from the impact.
Fuck, that hurt. I thought as I reached up to touch my head. My hand confirmed my suspicions, I was
"What did I say about trying to trick me, you fucking liar?" She screamed down at me. I saw her arm sweep across in a diagonal motion and I felt something slice into my cheek. I cried out in pain but before I
could react I was thrown back up against the tree. I heard the sickening crack to the back of my head before
I felt it. My vision was hazy as I slouched back down to the grass.
"Wi..llow…p..please ..stop." I choked out. This wasn't happening, this wasn't her. Where was Buffy? All
I could see was Willow's beautiful red hair turning a dark shade of black. She approached me again, this
time with gun in hand. The smell of blood was making me nauseous as I pointlessly tried to crawl away
"Goodbye Kennedy." was all she said before cocking the pistol and pointing it at me. I closed my eyes and
unsuccessfully fought back a whimper.
"WILLOW, NO!" I heard someone shout before I heard a loud bang and felt a sharp pain but not where I
expected it and I certainly wasn't dead. I cried out in agony and clutched my already bloodied shoulder.
I fought to keep my eyes open to see what had happened but the darkness was closing in on me.
"Kennedy? Oh my god, no! Kennedy wake up!" a voice I recognized to be Buffy's pleaded with me.
I wanted to respond but I couldn't get the words out. I wanted to sleep. "Xander, Anya get Willow under
control Something's wrong with her!" That got my attention.
"…Wil…low? I…is.. She o….kay?" I rasped out. You've got it bad. This chick tries to kill you and you
still ask about her safety. I thought to myself.
"Don't worry about that right now. Worry about staying awake, okay sweetie?" Buffy's attempt at
comforting me caught me off guard. "DAWN!" she yelled into the house. "GILES, ANYONE? I NEED
HELP!" she continued to call out. Well she had one thing going for her, her shrieking was keeping me
relatively awake. I felt myself being placed on a couch. I shouted in pain as my body protested the
movement. Dawn came racing down the stairs and Giles out of the basement. I heard them gasp as they
took in what I could only imagine was my mangled body. "Where are the other girls?" Buffy demanded.
"They're in the basement, I told them to stay there." Giles affirmed. "What in God's name happened to
Kennedy?" he demanded.
"Something is wrong with Willow, that spell that was on her must have really messed her mind up. Xander
and Anya have her outside. I think she's calmed down. But she went mental and attacked Kennedy. We
need to get her medical attention ASAP, she's been shot and I think she has head trauma…"
I didn't hear the rest as the darkness finally took me.