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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 17:58:15 GMT -5
Willow was sitting on her black bed. A daughter of Hecate was bad. But Willow was a good witch, probably as good as Sarah. She had been at it all her life, and having control over the dead helped more than having other powers. If she wasn't as good as Sarah, she was better. But what if she wasn't? I'll bet Sarah doesn't have power to destroy the world. But I probably don't, either. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and Willow rested her head on her knees, which were folded up.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 17:58:56 GMT -5
I peeked in the window and then knocked on the door.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:03:33 GMT -5
Willow forces her tears to stop, and opens the door to see Summer. Naturally, a question came up, "Do you like that Sarah girl?"
[Have you seen "MONTY PYTONS AND THE HOLY GRAIL"?]
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sarah
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Post by sarah on Nov 26, 2010 18:04:53 GMT -5
Sarah walked by. She glanced at the cabin. Around her fingers danced a wave of black magic, but she breathed out, letting go of her anger. "I can be hated here. I took it all those years." she grumbled.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:06:29 GMT -5
"I didn't invite you in." Willow's warm tone was suddenly frosty, and a ball of black fire formed around her hands.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:07:20 GMT -5
My smile faded. "I know you don't like her, but you can still try to be nice to her."
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Post by sarah on Nov 26, 2010 18:08:23 GMT -5
"I JUST walked by!" her eyes flared and the wave of black was at hr fingertips again.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:10:16 GMT -5
I glanced between them. "No, Willow, stop." I shot a warning gaze at Sarah.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:10:40 GMT -5
Willow's glare was pure icey as the fire grew larger and larger around her hands, and the moving of ground told everyone that Draco was coming.
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Post by sarah on Nov 26, 2010 18:13:33 GMT -5
A dragon swooped through the sky. It was huge, Caster's full form. Her eyes were blazing, "I don't want a fight! I want my home! This is my new home! I-" she thought.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:13:35 GMT -5
I sighed. "Willow, please."
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:17:44 GMT -5
"Some of us make enemies. Some of us are born to be." Willow snarled, not taking her eyes off Sarah.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:20:30 GMT -5
"Sarah, you should go."
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Post by sarah on Nov 26, 2010 18:20:33 GMT -5
"Why am i hated so?" she sighed, pulling a staff with a huge ruby at the end out of absolutely nowhere.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:21:23 GMT -5
"You are not hated." I told her.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:23:15 GMT -5
Willow hissed a human-like hiss, and Draco didn't look to friendly anymore.
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Post by sarah on Nov 26, 2010 18:24:28 GMT -5
"Really?" she snapped. "Then why does she?" she said poisonously. The ruby on the staff turned black and the inside of the jewel shifted with the smoke like magic.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:27:27 GMT -5
I winced. "Not everybody, at least."
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Nov 26, 2010 18:27:33 GMT -5
"Because you're not wanted here." Willow's eyes weren't green anymore. They were black. Not fully black like when she was sad, just black, meaning she was angry and a bit more powerful.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 26, 2010 18:28:51 GMT -5
"Willow, you don't really mean that." I said nervously. "CHIRON!!!" I shouted.
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