TJ smiled.
"Now, now, Willow. There's no need to get testy."
He jerked a finger in a direction behind him.
"Michael is in the freezer directly behind me. We're preserving his body for a proper burial."

He looked at her.
"In your time away, you have only gotten more beautiful. I can't tell you how much I've missed you. But now that things have settled down, you can rejoin us. We can bury Michael, and go back to the way things used to be. What do you say?"

"No, thank you."
The voice came from Ethan, who was dragging three boys who had attempted to hold him back with no success.
"You never really loved Willow. You just used her for your own ends. I love Willow more than any girl that I've ever known."
He peeled off the boys hanging on to him.

"As such, I will not let her be dragged down by slime like you. You can manipulate all you like, but I'm sure she sees through your pathetic lies by now."
He turned to Willow and smiled, then back to TJ.
"Give Michael back to her right now, or suffer the wrath of Godka Nomu!"

Willow nodded instead of smiling at Ethan, but raised a hand when he threatened to use Godka technique on TJ. "No, Ethan. I let you fight your battles on your own. TJ is my Machiba." she walked closer, and addresed him confidently. "You could never, ever win me back. You almot forced me to kill a man, then tried to shoot me when I ran. You sent your damn goons after me, every damn country i went to. Russia, Texas, Ireland, China, Thailand, and then japan, and you still followed me. So, now you have me. The question is, can you handle me?" And then, with speed she barely knew she posessed, she punched TJ right in the face, hearing the bones crunch, then leapt away with a backflip.

Ethan nodded.
"All right, Willow. I can understand that. Just be careful. This guy is a snake."
Ethan sat down to watch the fight, hoping that Willow's skill was good enough to face this guy.

TJ cried out as Willow connected with a punch that broke his nose. He didn't remember Willow having that kind of power! He growled at her and cracked his knuckles.
"Fine! We'll do this the hard way!"
He leaped at her and threw a head butt in her direction. He then began throwing a myriad of punches at her.

Willow sidestepped neatly to avoid the headbutt. Typical of TJ to use his head to hit, not to think... She plocked most of the punches with her forearms, but one slipped through and hit her collarbone. She grunted, and flew back slightly, landing on herback. She did that flippy thing, raising her legs up then throwing them forward, landing on both feet and taking up the stance of a kickboxer. She was glad to see the blood pouring down TJ's face from his nose. 'That was for the firstb guy you had me goafter' she thought, ran forward, and smacked him in the side of the head with a fast roundhouse kick.

TJ felt the satisfying impact of hitting Willow's collarbone. He took the kick to the side of the head, then retaliated with a snap kick to the solar plexus, two punches to the face, and a choke slam onto the floor.
"Starting to hurt, Willow? Want me to make it stop?"
He smiled arrogantly. He then began grinding his shoe onto Willow's face.

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Willow took the punches, and hit the floor with a grunt as TJ grabbed her in a choke hold. He let go of her, and pushed into her face with his sho. Cheap sneakers. Oh dear. 'starting to hurt?' "TJ, it started hurting the second I looked at your face..." she grinned, it looked odd with her squished face, but it was a grin, none the less. She twisted her head to the side, and TJ's foot smacked into the floor. She grabbed his leg with both hands, and pushed with one hand, pulled with the other. He fell to the floor, and she got up, spitting out a little blood, then wiping her mouth absentmindedly with the back of her hand. She raised her leg, and brought it smashing down onto his ankle with as much strength as she could, hearing the satisfying snap as it broke.

TJ cried out as his ankle was broken. He could barely stand, but he would not give up.
"Ha! You'll have to do better than that!"
A snake came out and acted as a brace, making him able to stand.
"Now it's time for this. Poisonous Vapor Attack!"
Out of his wrist came the venom in the rattlesnake, lingering in the air. If Willow inhaled even a bit of it, she would die in ten minutes.

"Shit!" Willow had always hated that goddamn snake.But, unfortunately for TJ, she had taken science, physics and biology in particular. She took off her top, and whirled it around in a blur, forcing it to act like a fan and blow he venom cloud towards her enemy. Out of nowhere came Tsuki the kitten, who leapt up and grabbed the snake just below the head with her needle teeth. "That better?" Willow replied scathingly.

TJ used his snake abilities to dissipate the vapor. He reached down and grabbed the kitten, stupidly ripping out the throat of his own snake. He tried to squeeze the life out of the kitten, but a holy shield came up and stung the hell out of his hand. When Ethan had brought Tsuki back to life, he had included a passive effect that prevented anything and anyone from harming or killing the little kitten. Tsuki escaped to her mother, and the snake writhed and bled all over his leg before dying.
"You bitch!"

TJ was really pissed off, and limping again.
"You know, Willow, you could never leave well enough alone. You never learned to just follow my lead. You always had to have everything your goddamn way!"
He smirked.
"But you can't have this fight your way, you little whore!"

He turned to Ethan.
"Did you know that Willow slept with over sixty men while she was under my control? She's got more diseases than the Red Cross!"
He snickered.
"I hope for your sake that you didn't fuck her."
Ethan was shocked, and turned to Willow.
"Is what he's saying true?"

When TJ called her a bitch, she smiled sweetly at him. "You say that like it's a bad thing!" Her face fell from smug sweetness to pure and unabashed fury when TJ told Ethan. "You bastard! It was fifty eight, and I always had protection!" She was about to lunge towards TJ and rip his vile little throat out when Matt leapt out and grabbed both her arms. She struggled, trying to get to TJ, but the position they were in meant matt had the advantage. He grinned evilly, and dragged her out of the room. Just as she was being pulled out the room, she screamed pleadingly at Ethan. "Don't believe him!" But how would he be able to believe her? She hadn't told him anything about her time in the lizards, she had stopped at her brother going missing. His horrified face was the last th9ing she saw before matt eventually forced a damp cloth over her nose and mouth. She inhaled a deep lungful of chloroform by accident, and was unconscious within minutes. Matt heaved her over his shoulder and carried her away to one of the cells they had, leaving TJ alone with Ethan.

Ethan was in shock. Willow had slept with almost or even more than sixty guys before meeting him. How could he mean anything to her, then? Was he just number sixty one. There was only one way to find out the truth. Godka Nomu would tell him everything.

He focused, and it revealed that Willow was telling the truth. She had slept with 58, all of them wearing a condom. But the kicker was that TJ had forced her to do the acts, knowing it would break her down psychologically and subject her to his control. He glared at TJ.
"You sick bastard! I will not let you hurt my woman!"

Ethan rushed forward and beat the living hell out of TJ. He broke several bones, and knocked him unconscious. He then kicked in the door, but was too late to catch Matt as he retreated. He kicked in Willow's cell door and used his power to revive her.
"Willow! Are you okay?"

Willow stirred slightly, murmuring unintelligibly as Ethan roused her from her chloroform-induced sleep. She opened her eyes and looked blearily at her savior. "Ethan?" she said sleepily, then got to her feet shakily. Then she started ramblng. "I never wanted to, it wasn't intentional, they didn't mean anything.." she kept going until her words sort of smushed together. She gave up and just hugged him, tears starting to form.

Ethan nodded and hugged her close.
"I know, Willow. Godka Nomu has revealed the truth. The lies of man cannot stand up to the truth of gods."
He looked at her.
"You don't have to be afraid of the past anymore."
With that, he kissed Willow deeply, showing her just how deep his feelings for her ran, and just how badly TJ's plan had failed.

Willow accepted the kiss willingly, but broke away after a few seconds. "I have to get my brother. Free the others." she said, and ran out, her hair flying behind her. She noticed that there was a lock on the freezer. damn. "Kitty, you're up." she muttered, and held both hand together, as if she were praying. She started a slow count to three, and her eyes glowed a dim orange flickering to black. on three, she slashed her hand out, as if she was diagonally karate chopping thin air. There was a flash of orangey red light, and the lock fell to peices. her eyes returned to normal, and she pushed open the freezer. She saw him instantly. He was the only body, and, despite his wounds, he hadn't changed much. She choked back a scream, and hooked one arm around his waist, hoisting him up and out. She slung him over her back, and started running, but stopped when she saw TJ on the floor. She immediately drew her browning, and aimed it at his head. So easy to pull the trigger, but she stopped, and put it away, before viciously kicking him in the abdomen. She continued running, and met back up with Ethan.

Ethan chuckled.
"Well, that's one way to ruin the moment."
He freed the others from their cells. He caught up with Willow. When they stopped, he looked at her.
"Where are we going to bury him?"

She thought for a few moments, then it struck her. She looked at Ethan. "Boston. Time for me and Mikey to go home." She looked to all the people behind Ethan. She spoke in a loud, clear voice. "listen up, people. those of you who aren't strong enough to knock someone unconscious, put your hand up and pair up with someone who is." after about five minutes, the group was split into several sets of pairs. Two people looked at each iother, then walked up to her. "Me and my brother, we have no partner" the woman said. Her accent sounded russian. Willow nodded. "You, stick with me. Do not wander away. Your brother can go with my friend." she indicated Ethan. The woman nodded.

Ethan was not sure exactly what Willow had planned. When the boy approached him, he seemed nervous. He put his hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes.
"Don't worry. You'll be okay."
That seemed to reassure him, and he nodded with more strength in his eyes. As they began walking, Ethan caught up to Willow.
"So, are we taking these kids home or what?"

((TRUEGRAVE DO NOT HEAL HER WITH GODKA NOMU OR ANY OTHER GRANDMASTER THINGY! I HAVE AN AMAZING IDEA FOR PLOT!!!!))

Willow nodded. "We get these kids to a guy I know. He'll hack into the cop database, erase them from the missing persons list if they're there, delete any investigation files into their disappearance, then get them home." she said, turning a sharp right and being faced with a group of guards, led by Matt. "Jesus, matty, don't you ever learn?" she said, putting Michael's body down where it wouldn't get hit. She tensed herself, ready to fight, when Matt and the other four men pulled out guns. She relaxed. Matt sneered at her, "Trust me, Will, we learn. And we learn fast. So, I want you and your friend to put your hands above your heads, understand, sweetheart?" Willow froze, then then shook her head, her hand snuck to her waist, and pulled out the Browning Hi-Power. Without anyone noticing, she held it behind her back, so Ethan could grab it without anyone seeing. She said to him without turning, "Īsan wa, jū o tori, watashi o kabā shite imasu." Matt heard, and pointed the gun at her. "what was that?" he said sharply. "Just a prayer. And, uh, Matt?" she said innocently. "What?" She shook her head once more. "You were my partner for at least three years. You of all people should know that you never, ever, call me sweetheart." she said, and then launched herself straight into the air, holding her arms in an X shape in front of her, her hands flat. The men started shooting wildly at her, but she ignored them. Most of their bullets missed. Both her forearms glowed red, black and orange, and when she opened her eyes, they glowed the same colors, but her pupils were slitted, like a cats. "Tiger Claw!" she shouted, and slashed her arms out. The raw power of her inner tigress rushed towards her opponents with what sounded like a roar, and slashes appeared on their bodies, their arms, legs, chest, but, most importantly, their throats. But Matt, as he had been at the point, and therefore had taken most of the impact, all that remained of him was just a large, bloody lump covered in slashed with at least one limb missing and no part of his skin was untouched. She landed back on the ground, and instantly stumbled, leaning against the wall. The glowing faded away, and she clasped her hands to her side. She took a long, shaky breath, and removed her hands, investigating the bullet wound in her side. "Oh, shit." she said. "shit shit shit." this was bad. She pressed both hands to the wound, hissing in pain but trying to staunch the flow ofblood. There was no way to put a tourniquet on the wound. She tore off a part of her shirt, and yanked off her belt, letting her weapons that were stuck into it tumble to the floor. She pressed the cloth to the hole, and tightened the belt around it. "Ethan?" she caled, turning her head and seeing him.

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Poor Jay hasn't had anything to reply to!
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Sarah chuckled at the remark. "Good. It'd kinda suck if we did." she teased lightly, then shrugged. "compared to the rest of my family, i'm pretty uptight. My grandma, she can turn just about any sentence into an innuendo. My brother spends most of his time paying kids to do his homework. My dad has to be the most clueless person in the world when it comes to raising kids,and my mom, well lets just leave it at that. Oh, god, i'm rambling. I, uh, I'm gonna get dressed. could you, uh, wait outside the door?" she said, blushing slightly.

"I dunno." Shrugged Jay, heading for the door. "I think I'd like to see your wardrobe. >:)"

Sarah stuck out her tongue at him, and picked out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with the square root of pi written on the back. Her friend Gina had gotten it for her. Once she got them on, she called out, "You can come in now!"

"I can't! you're dressed. :(" Replied Jay, walking back inside.

Sarah rolled her eyes. "Child." she teased lightly, putting on a My Chemical Romance CD into the player and flicking to Mama, her favorite song at the moment. "Mama, we're all gonna die..." she sang quietly, picking up her laundry and putting it into a basket.

Ethan raised his hands when the remnants of the gang confronted them with guns. For himself, he had no fear. He could heal any wound inflicted by a bullet, even ones that would be fatal to normal human beings. Sure, it would still hurt like hell and he would fall into a coma, but it would only be a matter of time before the wound was healed. Willow and the kids, however, had no such protection. He feared that they could be hit by stray bullets, and feared that his love might be cut down before his very eyes.

When she took off, he created a shield to protect the kids from bullets. Most, however, hit walls and the sidewalk. Willow ripped her opponents to shreds, and Ethan was taken aback by this momentarily before a small smile crossed his face.
"The power of the mighty tigress."
It seemed that there had been no need to fear, but when Willow doubled over in pain, he realized that she had been struck in the liver. She did not need to call him twice before he was over there.

The wound was being staunched for now by a makeshift tourniquet, but it would take more to stop the bleeding. He looked at her.
"I know that you did not want me to help you defeat the demons of your past. That may also mean that you do not want the healing power of Godka Nomu. I will respect that decision, but at least allow me to carry you to the hospital."
His voice cracked on the last word, and tears were welling in his eyes as he went to pick her up.

Willow nodded, then looked at him, at the tears, and put her hand on the side of his face comfortingly. "I'm gonna be okay." she winced slightly as he picked her up, but put on a smile. "I've dealt with worse than this, don't worry." That was a lie, she was hurt bad, but she didn't mention that. As they passed through, they encountered nobody, not even a patrolsnake. It unnerved her. but she remained silent. Whenever she hissed in pain, or winced after a bump, she rubbed Ethan's shoulder to reassure him that she was fine. They hurried along the street, and Willow realised that they were headed to the actual hospital. No. She couldn't go there. She saw a turning she knew, into a sidestreet with bad lighting. "Turn left." she said with a touch of urgency, tugging lightly on his sleeve.