Willow Goes To Jail

By Ryan

"Rosenberg! This cell!" A guard yelled an order. The redhead walked forward keeping her head down. The iron bars of the door moved to one side.

"Wilkins meet Rosenberg your new roomie." The guard pushed girl inside.

Willow could not believe what was happening to her. She had been sentenced to six months imprisonment for hacking a government computer she never touched. Part of her sentence was to help teach in the prison school it was either that or spend three years behind bars and be barred from using computers for 10 years. The collage had told her that she would have to reapply and resit her SAT's, if she wanted to return to her studies. In other words she had been kicked out.

The door of the cell slammed shut behind her.

Before the redhead lay a woman reading an old copy of Playboy. She lowered the magazine. "Faith!" Willow gasped. The brunette smiled.

"Red." The brunette stood and walked round the redhead. "Know what red?"

Faith grabbed one of Willow's buttocks! The young woman jumped a little. "We're going to be the best of friends during your stay."

"Sure." Willow spoke quietly as Faith stoked her wet hair.

"So what you in for?" Faith grinned.

"Hacking a computer I didn't hack." Willow whispered.

"I wouldn't whisper girlfriend. They'll eat you alive if you do." Faith spoke.

"I'll remember that." Willow softly replied.

"So did they let you keep any belongings?" Faith laughed sitting on a bunk.

"No, they put all my stuff in storage." Willow sat on the other bunk.

"How's Tara?" Faith grinned.

"We went our separate ways." Willow looked towards the window trying not to cry.

"Hey Wilkin's who's your new funking cellmate?" A woman in prison clothes yelled.

"Go fuck your fucking hand bitch!" Faith yelled back.

"Fuck off! I want to fucking hear her scream as I fuck her!" The woman replied.

"Rogers shut the fuck up!" A male guard yelled. "I don't want to hear you ladies fucking again like last night."

"Why you want to enjoy in?" Came another woman's voice.

"Micheal's. You want to clean the toilets of each cell in this place again."

"No sir." The woman replied.

"Rosenberg!." The guard walked in front of cell.

"Yes." Willow stood.

"Yes what?" The guard yelled.

"Sir." Willow added.

"The warden said you may keep these. Due to your sentence." The guard passed her a calculator, pencil and a pad of paper. "Don't keep her up Wilkin's. She's the only school room assistant we can get." The guard grinned.

The guard walked off. "So teach! Got any new position to teach us." Rogers laughed holding her breasts.

"Lay off her." Faith shouted.

A bell rang. "Hot choc time." Faith smiled.

"In here?" Willow frowned a little.

"Yep, in here. Well, it's lukewarm." Faith sighed, "and it's because we haven't tried to riot in a month. We only get it about once every two months." The brunette stood and tried to see down the row of cells.

"Bettie." Faith smiled.

"Bettie?" Willow asked.

"Yeah, Bettie's a gem in a place like this. Strong as a oak but very slow up here." Faith tapped the redhead's head.

"Fify!" The large woman pushing a trolley smiled. Most of her teeth were missing and there was grey in her hair.

"Bee." Faith greeted her. The larger woman passed Faith a plastic cup of drinking chocolate.

"You new." The large woman spoke like a child. "I like you." Betty passed Willow a cup. "You cute. You go to class?"

"She's teaching." Faith answered. "Got here after supper."

"Not good." Betty pouted. "See tomo . . .rrow." The large woman walked off.

"Why is she here?" Willow asked quietly.

"She punched a man in the face and he died. She got 25 years in this place. Been here about 20 now." Faith slipped her drink. "If she likes you no one will dare bother you. She put a gang of 12 who attacked me in hospital in one minute flat. She's very honest and speaks her mind and takes no bullshit. The guards usually let her walk around the jail on her own. She's been here that long."

"She doesn't seem to belong here." Willow sighed.

"She doesn't, but she has no family and no money." Faith finished her drink.

"So she's here."

"Lights out ladies." A guard shouted.

The place went dark. Willow finished her drink. In the darkness she could see Faith undressing. The moon light shining against Faith's skin told Willow the brunette was completely naked. The redhead's throat became dry, as she felt her body react to sight of the naked slayer in front of her.

She heard a slap and groan of pleasure from another cell.

"What's happening?" Willow whispered quietly.

"Well Red." Faith walked over to the redhead. "Would say their fucking. This row of cells is called Lesbo parade by the guards."

Willow gulped as the Brunette approached her.

Faith looked at the redhead. Willow was like a frightened animal and Faith the predator.

Willow felt her nipples harden with each step the slayer took towards her. The pupils of her eyes grew wide. There was a growing wetness between her thighs. The young woman called Willow Rosenberg had a need. She needed the beauty before her to take her.

Faith gently kissed Willow. Her tongue probed the redhead's lips for entrance. Faith pushed the woman before her down on to the bed as she gained entrance to her mouth. Faith broke the kiss and hissed "My bitch." At the breathless woman under her.

The redhead allowed Faith to open her shirt and freed her breasts from the confines of her bra.

The brunette teased Willow's hard pink nipples between her teeth. Willow gasped at this sweet torture.

Faith kissed her again while squeezing a nipple between her thumb and finger. Faith broke the kissed panting. "I want you to touch me." She grabbed one of the redhead's hands and moved it to her wet core.

Willow did not need telling and began work. The brunette groaned and slide a hand inside Willow's pants. They moved close together as they played each other's bodies like a skill musician plays her instrument. They brought each themselves to a grand finally of blissful release.

"Nice fuck." Faith whispered coldly.

Willow lay in the darkness. Thoughts of what she and Faith had done moments ago ran though her mind. Had she just had sex with a cold blooded killer? She felt Faith move off the bed. The redhead closed her eyes, afraid that tears would escape. I wouldn't cry, she thought to herself. She moved under the covers.

Why? The word echoed round her head. Why? Why? Why! A voice inside her cried. Why was she in a cell with Faith? Why was she basically convicted even before the hearing? Why did she want Faith? Too many questions, not enough answers.

She pulled the rough wool prison blankets around her. She felt sick in her stomach. That bitch had just used her! A tear escaped. She became angry with herself. The smell of Faith was on her hand. Bitch! The word entered her mind.

Faith lay in her bed. She smiled. The brunette then frowned. Did I push her into it? No. She was more than willing. Or was it fear of me? Yeah, Faith the cold blooded killer. What I'm I thinking? It was just a quick fuck for God's sake. It's not love. Okay that's the first fuck you've had for a mouth. It's just fucking ain't? It doesn't mean anything, or does it? Faith my girl you are completely fucked. Admit it! Faith rolled her eyes at the inter argument within herself. Her slayer hearing picked up nearly silent sobs from her cell mate. You're a fucking bitch! A part of her cried out inside her.

Willow felt dirty, but she could not shower until morning now. Whore! That's the best way to describe what you've became. She chilled herself. You're a whore! Willow slapper whore of Sunnydale! Opens her legs for anyone! Roll up! Roll up! The whore of Sunnydale is open for business. Nooooo! Her mind screamed against it's self.

Faith watch the redhead who had turned her back to her. Dam! I hope you're happy with yourself! The part of her best described as her conscience thought. Of course, was the answer or was it?

I'm going to burn! Willow let out another small sob.

She'll get over it. The brunette settled down to sleep while Willow cried herself to sleep. Can it be I'm feeling guilty? Was the final question on Faith's mind before she fell asleep.

Willow woke to the yell of, "Wakey! Wakey!" From a guard.

Willow groaned and opened her eyes slow it was still dark. Willow began to dress. "Not you Rosenberg." The guard yelled. "Wilkin's time to go to work. The kitchen awaits."

Willow could see Faith dressing quickly. Faith left the cell silently without talking to Willow.

Willow sat in the dark cell. Her head in her hands. What have I become? Was the question she struggled with. She thought about the hearing some guy called Lindsay or something her lawyer. He sold her out. He accepted the bargain the court offered without telling her. The redhead shook her head at the memory. She was arrested and sentenced on the same day. Thanks a lot mother fucker! Her angry boiled if it had not she would have felt guilt for those thoughts.

"Aww. Look Faith's little plaything." A woman entered the cell.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Willow stood to face the woman. The redhead was knocked to the ground by a fist. Blood poured from her nose.

"Tell Faith, I'll deal with her later." The woman kicked Willow in the gut leaving the her gasping for breath.

Willow closed her eyes awaiting another blow from her attacker. "Who should I say called?"

There was no answer except for the sound of a fist hitting someone else and running footsteps. "You okay?" Came Bettie's child like voice.

"I will be." Willow gasped for air.

"Enforcer?" The large woman asked helping Willow up. The redhead seem to move like a rag doll being pull up by it's arm.

"The what?" Willow wiped the blood from under her nose.

"Enforcer. Boss prisoner uses her." Bettie pulled out a tissue and offered it to Willow.

"Thanks." The redhead gratefully excepted it.

"Fify must have upset the. . ." Bettie stopped and looked at the woman before her. "You sad about somethin' else to." The woman stated.

"It's Fify."

"Yes." Willow looked up. "No. I don't know!" She threw her arms up. "I was a student at collage then next thing I'm arrested for hacking a state computer system I never touched! Then my lawyer accepts a bargain from the court will out telling that I should accept the offer then I'm cell mates with Faith don't ask me about the history we have." The girl went into fully babble mode.

"Don't you need to breath?" The large woman asked with a smile.

"Sorry." Willow frowned. "Where are the other prisoners?"

"They work. Cleaning, cooking!" Bettie rubbed her stomach. "Fify best cook." The word were followed by a large smile.

"Faith can cook?" Willow asked not wanting to believe it.

"Yummy food." Bettie sat on Faith's bunk. "Fify leaving behind word sheets." Bettie removed something's from Faith's bed.

"Word sheets?" Willow sat beside the woman.

"Yeah." Bettie grinned passing Willow some plastic sheets. "Don't tell, promise."

"Promise." Willow found herself answering.

"Fify can't read without word sheets." Bettie tapped her head. "Fify's brain doesn't like words on white paper. Needs colour green. She read lot of books now. Don't tell she thinks it makes her soft. She very clever. Word problem was bad. So she was bad too."

The woman stood. "I came to get you. Warden said. 'Get Rosenberg to clean out School rooms with you.' We going now."

Willow sighed and stood. "Before or after breakfast."

"Before and after." The woman seemed to dance a little while Willow finished dressing.

"Ready." Willow spoke.

"Good." The older prisoner smiled and lead the way.

Willow was almost running, as she kept up with her larger companion. After a few minutes of walking passed empty cells. They got to the education wing's check point. The guards searched them for weapons and forbidden substances.

Willow could had sworn the guard checking her enjoyed checking round her breasts. Glad they were given the all clear the two woman entered a the wing.

"Come." Bettie grinned.

The pair entered a room to find a fellow prisoner. The prisoner was sat on the floor, surrounding the prisoner was candles. Her hair was white, her face old and worn yet friendly and she was wearing dark glasses and next to her was a white stick. "Bettie." The woman spoke.

"Anna." Bettie walked over and lifted the old prisoner to her feet.

"Thank you, child," the woman smiled at Bettie then turned to Willow. "You're new here, child of the house of Rosenberg."

"How?" Willow gasped.

"I'm a sorceress my dear." The old woman walked over to the stunned redhead. The woman grabbed her by both shoulders. "You have power but not enough training." She paused. "Who have you upset child?" The woman spoke loudly.

"Excuse me, but what are you talking about?" Willow frowned slightly.

"There's a curse on you." The old woman simply stated. "A powerful one."

"What?" The redhead yelped!

A woman entered a cave. "The watcher is gone." The woman smiled.

"Then my plans can began?" Came a voice.

"Yes, Adam they can." The woman smiled.

"Is the curse in place, Catherine?" Adam asked.

"Yes, only a powerful spell caster with even sense it." Catherine laughed.

"That prison doesn't have even a witch!"

"I've believe that when the slayer is dead and I've released the powerful of the Hellmouth." Adam spoke. "Tell me of the curse."

"It's a nice one." Catherine began. "Make her lust after the person she hates the most in the world and . . ."

"I can't be? I would have known!" Willow spoke.

"Not so." The old woman rubbed her chin. "There are subtle ones that only the oldest or most powerful can sense or caste." The old woman placed a hand on each of Willow's cheeks.

"Iwantareyoudoing?" Willow babbled in alarm.

"Anna." Bettie spoke reacting to Willow's fear.

"Quiet children." The elderly woman spoke. "Yes, the curse. It's an emotional curse. I'll check my books children. This a powerful curse caste to cripple you on an emotional level and it's active." The woman let go of the redhead.

"Why stick Bettie, please." Anna asked the giant of a woman. The gentle giant passed the stick over to the old woman. "Bring her to me in the morning." The woman spoke tapping her stick against a wall. An opening to a cell appeared and the sorceress stepped though it.

"Wait." Willow yelled but it was too late the opening closed behind the woman.

Anna sat with a large book in front of her. "Let's see who cursed little Miss Rosenberg." She spoke to herself.

Willow lifted a chair off the floor. If I could get to a . . . Blast it! I can't even remember what's it called. What's happening to me? She reasoned inside her mind.

Bettie entered the room. "Teacher is ill! No lessons today." The woman grinned.

"So what are we going to do?"

"Ping pong!" Bettie stated.

Willow giggled a little at Bettie's expression and tapped the woman on the arm.

Bettie tapped Willow. The redhead practically flew over the length of a row of tables. Landing on the last one.

Faith wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel. While the others in the kitchen prepared the breakfast for serving.

"Faith get back to chopping those carrots." The kitchen supervisor shout.

"On it chef!" Faith walked back to her work station and began chopping carrots.

Willow's not stupid enough to get caught the way she was. I think I should call in Angel. Its the least I can do after what I did last night. The brunette thought while dicing the carrots like she was born to it.

"You okay?" Bettie asked Willow. Lifting the redhead up.

"I think so, nothing broken." Willow rubbed her butt.

Bettie hugged her. "Bettie, can't breath." The redhead struggled for breath.

Bettie released her. "Bettie, how strong are you?" Willow asked.

"Very strong." Bettie brushed and looked at the floor like a shy child.

Anna gasped as her spell gave her a result. "Dear Goddess! No not her! Please say Catherine Madison isn't back." No answer came. "I must find a counter spell or cure before sunset tomorrow or it can't be lifted for a year. The poor dear, will become a permanent sex slave to one person she hated the most."

Buffy felt a fist in her face. She fell backwards and hit her head on the sewer wall. The world went dark.

Spike stepped out of the darkness. "I told you with out the support of the redhead and her Watcher she's easily defeated."

"That she is." Adam's voice came from behind the vampire. "I wish to study her. Have her chained up in one of the cells."

"Why? If you don't mind me asking." Spike turned to Adam.

"Cos' I need to understand the slayer power." Adam answered. "It's the key to my success in defeating the humans and more importantly the omega slayer. Madison make sure the boys don't injure her in anyway. Or back to the statute you go."

Madison gulped revealing herself. "Of course." Adam turned and went in front of them.

"Omega slayer?" Spike asked Adam running up to him.

"Yes." Adam stopped. "The most powerfully slayer ever. She still exists. Records show she disappeared over 20 years ago."

"And you came to this information by?" Spike's demon surfacing.

"I don't answer to you." Adam rammed the vampire against a wall. "I pulled the information from a watcher's mind." He spat. "They want her dead. I need to know why understood?"

"Yes." Spike struggled to speak with Adam's elbow in his voice box.

"Breakfast ladies!" A loud speaker called out.

"We eat now." Bettie grabbed hold of Willow's hand and pulled her along. The redhead's feet hardly touched the ground. As the older woman pulled her along while running.

"Ohhh." Willow yelled as Bettie came to a stop outside a cell.

"There you are." Anna walked out and smiled catching sight of the out of breath redhead behind Bettie. "I haven't finished my research yet, child." Anna addressed Willow. "No questions until then."

"Bettie! Will you stop running! I've told you before on running on wet floors." The guard yelled.

"Sorry. Mam." The woman spoke and hung her head.

"Get to breakfast." The guard sighed.

Bettie grinned. "Breakfast. Yummy. Faith cooking?"

"Get outa here. You and Wilkin's cooking." The guard laughed. "Rosenberg. Mannerson. Keep her out of trouble."

"We will, Miss." Anna answered.

The guard watched them going. "Those three don't belong here." The guard spoke to the empty wind.

The dinning room was full of shouting. as the trio lead by Bettie got there. "Maggie the Nazi again." She spoke.

"Who?" Willow turned to the old woman.

"A convicted mass murder. A very dangerous. Keep you head down. She as a found out about every Jewish prisoner here and threaten them. Some, she had put in the hospital wing. She's a coward, but a clever one." The older woman warned the redhead.

"Well, well isn't our newest fucking Jewish slut. Rosenberg." Maggie yelled at the top of her lungs. "I heard you couldn't find any fucking Jewish boys. So you corrupted our daughters."

Willow was about to say something back when a hand on her shoulder and the whispered word. "Wait." From Anna.

"Shut up!" Bettie yelled, the crowd of prisoners yet her though. Her face was red with anger. "You try to hurt friend."

"Well, isn't little miss fucking brain dead." The woman teased.

"You need to learn manners." Bettie's eyes narrowed.

"You should jump off a cliff with all the fucking Jewish and Latino sluts in this place." Maggie spat in Bettie's face. "Save us all the trouble of having you all fucking buried taking up good American soil."

"You have a bad mouth." Bettie grabbed the woman by her hair. "Needs washing out."

Maggie's supporters stayed back afraid of this simple but giant woman.

"Soap please." Bettie laughed now holding the woman with one arm.

Faith appeared from the kitchen with a bar of soap and water. "Thank you." Bettie sang.

"Bitc . . ." The bar of soap went into the woman's mouth followed by water. Bettie let the woman go. The woman ran from the dinning hall. Her supporters following her.

From a platform above the dinning room several of the guards smiled, they were getting bored of that woman's voice.

Later in the mid afternoon, Anna sat in a circle and waved a type of wand about. "Reveal to me the planned receiver of the services of the child of Rosenberg."

In Anna's mind a picture of Faith appeared. "So Madison's plan is revealed in full. The child to be too pre-occupied to appeal against her conviction. Her mind confused to stop her thinking of a plan of escape, as well. Who do you serve this time, Catherine Madison? My dear." The old sorceress frowned.

Willow was spread out on her bunk. She was drawing a spider diagram trying to figure out how she ended up in jail.

She was finding it hard to concentrate. Her mind kept wandering to Faith. The brunette's perfect breasts crowned with her dark nipples. The redhead felt a wetness between her legs. Keep your mind on your work Rosenberg! She thought to herself. Blast it! I need to lay back and have Faith, my beautiful Faith fuck me. She felt the wetness spreading down her legs.

"What you writing?" Asked Faith entering their cell. Then the smell of Willow's arousal touched her nose. The sent was subtle but strong. Faith's body reacted to the scent. What the fuck! God I must take her.

Willow looked up and had to fight to stop herself running over to the brunette and ripping off her clothes. The redhead whimpered then spoke. "Just trying to figure things out." Faith walked over to her and bend down capturing the girl's lips.

"I don't know what's happening but every time I see you I want to take you there and then." Faith hissed.

"Oh Goddess." Willow gasped as the slayer kissed and sucked her neck. Willow's eyes half closed at the sensations.

"Well, what do we have here." Came a voice.

Faith broke off from Willow's neck. "What do you want, Micheals?"

"I came to see if Red wanted to fuck." Micheals winked at the brushing girl.

"She's mine." Faith growled.

"You can't be with her all the fucking time." Micheals grinned. "I'll have my way whether or not she's willing. Well, you saw little Josie's scar." The woman left the cell.

"She's going to be trouble." Willow wrapped her arms around herself.

Faith turned to Willow. "She's all mouth, no action."

Adam studied the restrained slayer. He nodded to a vampire the creature smiled and began to whip Buff's nude form.

"100." Adam instructed the vampire.

The vampire nodded.

Spike lent against the wall. He followed Adam as he left the room. "AS the boy and the ex-demon been taken care of?" The creature that was Adam asked.

"Yes, they're in the hospital."

"Good, I need Anya alive for later. Once the girl can be moved. Arrange for the hospital to lose the girl." Adam rubbed his chin. "Do what you want to the boy."

Spike nodded. "The slayer's mother?"

"She'll make a perfect method of controlling the slayer." Adam stared walking again.

"I'll have the boys fetch her after dark." Spike smiled. If it was for the chip in my bloody head I could destroy you and rule this town.

"After I'm successful." Adam paused. "You may have Joyce Summers to do will as you want. Until then you maybe play with her." A door open and inside chain against a wall was a nude Amy Madison.

Adam looked at her. "I see that the experiment is currently going as planned." His eyes focusing on the tubes in her stomach.

Amy's eyes slowly opened. There was a look of defiance in them.

"Still fighting me." Adam rough held the girl's face. "Well, it's too late. The genetic material that I have bonded to your organs will soon make you under go changes." He let her go.

"Fucking bastard!" Amy screamed.

"Language daughter." Came Catherine's voice from the doorway.

"You." Amy hissed.

"Adam. The last of the Initiative agents have been co-opted." The older Madison informed him.

"Good." Adam seemed pleased by this news.

As soon as it was lights out Faith slipped into Willow's bunk and wrapped her arms around her. Faith smiled Willow was only in her panties like herself. Willow twisted round so they could capture each other's lips.

"Sorry." Faith whispered kissing Willow's neck.

"What for?" Willow wrapped her hands round Faith's neck.

"For last night I shouldn't have done it." Faith pulled on Willow's earlobe with her teeth.

"Don't know exactly what's happening with me." Willow's hand cupped one of Faith's breast. The brunette gasped at the touch. "I'm confused. Yet I need you. Every time I . . ." Willow gulped as Faith captured a nipple. Her tongue teasing the sensitive tip.

"I think about you . . ." Her mouth captured by the brunette's.

"Need you to fuck me." Willow smiled at Faith. Faith smiled back.

"Good, I need to fuck you." Faith's hand cupped Willow's sex though her panties. Faith felt the wetness there. Willow pushed against her hand. "So wet." The brunette whispered.

"Please." Willow begged.

"Please what?" Faith asked toying one of Willow's nipples.

"Make me come." Willow pleaded. "I need you to fuck me. Hard! Fast! I don't care I just need you to, please."

Faith slipped out of the bed. Willow whimpered. Faith bent down under her bunk and picked up something. She slipped back into the bed.

Faith waved a double ended dildo in front of the redhead. "Wet it." The brunette whispered.

The redhead began licking it. Faith almost came at the sight of Willow taking the it into her mouth. Out of the corner of her eye Willow could see the slayer's reaction. The redhead teased Faith by moving it in and out of her mouth as if it was real. Faith whimpered.

The brunette grabbed the toy and with a with a lust full look positioned it inside her channel.

Willow kissed the slayer as the brunette slammed the other end into the hacker. Willow gasped as she adjusted to the toy inside them both. They then began moved slowly with a rhythm at first.

Willow's nails dug into Faith's back as they began to speed up. Willow pulled Faith closer as they raced to their peaks. Willow sobbed and cried out into Faith's shoulder, as they came together. Faith bit into the hacker's shoulder.

The redhead lay in Faith's arms. She could feel Faith breathing. The soft breath upon her back. Every breath gave the redhead a sense of butterflies in her stomach. She turned and struggled closer to Faith. What's happening? Am I falling in love with Faith. She rested her head against The brunette's shoulder.

Adam smiled as the minions brought a struggling woman before him. "Joyce Summers." A fledging spoke kicking Joyce's legs from under her.

"Chain her there." Adam pointed at a seat in the corner of the room. The woman was pulled rough across the room.

Adam turned to Spike. "You may feed off her now. Just not too much remember." Adam left the room.

"Leave us." Spike ordered the minions. They filed out of the room. "Now I think I'm going to enjoy this." Spike roughly pulled the woman's head to one side and licked her neck.

Joyce closed her eyes. The vampire could smell her fear. "Did I tell you my friend switched off my chip." Spike gentle pressed his fangs against her skin. The vampire smelled another smell. "You been keeping secrets haven't you, luv?"

"Just shut." Joyce's voice trailed off as Spike began to feed off her. Tears rolled down the woman's cheeks.

Buffy whimpered as Adam lifted her head. "Poor Buffy." He spoke.

Their eyes locked for a moment. "I have your mommy." Adam teased. Buffy fought against her bonds. Adam released her head.

"Inform me when her wounds have healed." He instructed a minion leaving the room.

Anna sat in her darkened cell finishing a spell. Now young ones you will soon be telling each other that what you fighting against. Anna thought to herself. Since Willow being up the duff in the near future is very unlikely.

The two young woman seem to move closer to each other. Their breathing patterns matched then Faith whispered. "I love you." As she woke and kissed Willow's lips. Willow's eyes opened and looked directly into Faith's and into each others souls.

Something passed between them. Something so profound it hurts just to witness. It is far beyond words to describe.

Catherine Madison screamed as the magical backlash of her spell being torn apart hit her. "Fuck!"

"I take it the curse is broken." Adam asked walking towards her.

"Yes."

"Kill everyone in that prison. Understand?" Adam snarled. "Leave no witness. Kill everyone in that place. I wouldn't have another slayer on my hands."

The faded light of the moon lit their cell. A redhead and a brunette gently held each other as they slept. The cell door silently opened. A footstep. Faith's eyes opened. She heard a whoosh sound. The brunette gasped. Hands grabbed her. Willow woke as a hand covered her mouth.

"You're coming with us." A woman hissed. "Make a sound and we give you another smile ear to ear! Understand?"

Willow nodded. Her hands were tied behind her back and her mouth gagged. A blindfold when over her eyes.

"Get on your feet." Another woman punched her.

The redhead was pulled to her feet. and made to walk naked along the row of cells. Her captors making sure she kept tripping. Then she was pulled roughly to her feet.

She heard a door open and she was pushed into a room.

"Knee." A voice commanded as her legs were kicked from under her.

Faith felt a hand shaking her. "Fify." Bettie's quietly spoke words sounded a hundred times louder.

The slayer shook her head and groaned "God. Where's Willow?"

The redhead's face was smashed into the hard floor. A hand grabbed her hair. "Say yes." Micheals' voice teased. Willow shook her head.

A foot kicked her in the stomach. "I'll make them stop." Micheals offered, "if you come to my bed willingly."

A knife was run across her thigh, drawing blood. "Tell me how much blood can you loose?" Micheals grabbed and pulled the redhead up by her hair. "Hold her."

Willow screamed, as her torturer bit hard on her left breast.

Bettie looked round Faith and Willow's cell. The simply woman's eyes spotted something out of place. Her eyes seem primal. "Micheals."

Faith looked up her brain still burning off the effects of the drug as she addressed. She had never seen woman angry before. It was an eye opener. She had heard tales about the last one to angrier the powerful woman. Something about drinking her meals though a straw for the rest of her life.

Willow gasped for air. "I can't protect you if you don't." Micheals rough held Willow's face. The redhead was released and a fist punched her.

"Tell me Jew." It was Maggie the Nazi. "How much punishment can you take?"

Willow did not answer. "Kill her." Maggie ordered coldly.

Kicks and punches rained down on the redhead.

Bettie ran though the prison. Faith following. Bettie stopped at a door a guard was there. "You go back to your cell, bitch." The guard ordered.

"Don't know you." Bettie stated. "All guards know me. Warden told them to let me move."

"I don't care you fucking brain dead bitch." He stuck at her with his night-stick.

Bettie grabbed it and broke it in half. "You not a guard here. Your uniform fake. Badge wrong."

"I don't give a fuck. We will deal with you and all your fucking friends." He yelled.

Bettie picked him up and threw him against the door as Faith arrived. The door gave way. The women beating a ball on the floor looked up.

"Get them!" Maggie yelled.

They charged at the pair. Bettie just dropped down and kicked their legs from under them. There was a gun shot.

Bettie grabbed her side. Micheals held a gun on the redheads would be heroes.

"You fool they'll lock down the prison." Maggie snarled.

Micheals trained the gun on Faith. "See you in hell." A gun fired!

Time seem frozen at the sound of a gun firing. Micheals collapsed on the floor. Coughing blood. "Okay people." A grey haired man in an old rain coat stepped out of a door way. Several guards in riot gear came in.

"It's over Maggie." He spoke. "You're going to the fort. Get Micheals, Rosenberg and Bettie to the infirmary. Then get Wilkins in my office." He lit a cigar.

"Yes, Warden." A guard answered.

Later in a small office.

"Right. What exactly happened tonight?" He sat down. "The simple plain truth."

Faith took in a breath. "I'm waiting." He placed his feet on his desk.

"Rosenberg was taken from our cell and Bettie was helping me recuse her." Faith answered.

"Short and sweet." The man stated. "That will be all for now." He pressed a button. A guard entered the office.

"Return Wilkins to her cell and get me the shift mangers. Now!" The man ordered sharply.

The slayer and the guard left. "How on earth are thugs becoming prison guards?"

Faith was led back to her cell. There was a lot of shouting. Most of the guards were in riot gear. The door to Faith's cell opened. The brunette stepped inside. The door was closed behind her.

Joyce was slapped across the face. "Wake up, bitch!" Catherine Madison snarled.

Joyce tasted blood in her mouth. Catherine gave her an evil smile.

A beaten redhead slowly opened a painfully swollen eye. Her body hurt. She noticed her arm was in sling her wrist was in plaster.

"You're a wake." She heard Bettie's voice.

Willow tried to speak.

The woman looked at her and then a clip broad. "Inmate Rosenberg, Willow. Age 19. Sentence: Six months under State Misuse of Computers Act. Injuries, broken clavicle right hand side, dislocated right hip; back in place, serve bruising to spinal area, dislocated left shoulder, small fracture to jaw; wired shut. Deep bite mark to breast. Both eyes blackened. Mild to serve bruising to ribs and stomach. Knife cut and four broken fingers. Are her injuries, Warden."

"Inmate Monks, Bettie. Age: 45 approx. Sentence: 25 years for second degree murder. Injuries: bullet wound." The woman finished.

"What of Micheals?" Came a man's voice.

"Transferred to the nearest Hospital for more treatment."

Buffy was thrown into a cell. Her legs gave way at the sight before her. Her mother lay face down her back a bloody mess.

Adam watched a screen. "Excellent. Madison how goes the preparations?"

"Well." Catherine smiled. "We have found a plan, it show's a way to get in."

"Good." Adam grinned as he saw the slayer weep. "I want girl's body to show the slayer. You may do what you want with the other slayer as long as she dies."

The warden looked at several reports on his desk. He rubbed his eyes. It had been a long day. He picked up a phone. "Bring her in." He ordered.

The door to his office opened and Anna was guided in. "That will be all. Thanks you." The guard left closing the door behind her.

"Mannerson, would you kindly tell me what you want?" The Warden walked round to the front of his desk and folded his arms.

"I sensed great danger." The old woman answered.

"Again?" The Warden lit up. "What is the danger this time?"

"A great danger. Merrick." Anna grinned.

The man almost inhaled his cigar. "How?" He coughed.

"I've always known." The old woman answered. "We are both here because we were meant to be. I know the council thinks that you're dead. So does your slayer Buffy Summers. The council wanted you dead. You faked your death. Micheals was sent here to kill Faith Wilkins. Did you know this prison is over the top of a sleeping Hellmouth?"

"So you know who I am. Mannerson." He blow out some smoke. "So there is a Hellmouth here too. I never sensed it."

"You wouldn't." Anna sighed. "There are several wards that guard and keep it sealed."

"Yours?" He looked out of a window.

"No, not mine." The old woman answered.

"What exactly do you want of me?" He turned to the old woman.

"To be on your guard." The woman paused. "The danger comes from the children of the night and a hybrid of human and demon."

"So, as long as no one invites them in we're safe." He rubbed his forehead.

"A witch is helping them." The woman stated.

"This witch has a name?" The man asked.

"Catherine Madison." Anna stood. "That is all I want to know and know."

There was knock on the door. "Watch your back Warden."

"I will." He walked over to the door. "We'll talk more on this later."

"As you wish, sir" Anna spoke as Merrick opened his office door.

"One moment doctor." He spoke to a waiting man. "Have the prisoner taken back to her cell." He instructed a guard.

Anna was guided from the office.

"Right Doctor Richardson." The warden sat down.

"Well, Warden it's about Rosenberg. Prisoner number 78342. The blood test we took when she arrived here indicates a number of drugs in her system. Drugs that make people docile and controllable. These drugs ain't commonly give out by doctors. The amounts in her blood indicate that she must have been given them about the time of her arrest. The records we received said her blood was clean at the time of her arrest."

"I think. The girl will have good grounds for an appeal then." She was drugged by some one in a position of power then.

"Warden, she was convicted." The Doctor rebuffed.

"Don't you find it strange that she was sent here, not an low security prison? She was even ordered to be placed in Wilkin's cell." He put out his cigar. "I find that strange, very strange. You said it yourself your test results say we've been lied to."

Catherine smiled as Adam looked at the information she had found. "I want this Hellmouth." The half demon spoke. "It's power must be mine."

Willow lay in the jail's hospital wing. There was a guard standing near the door. Her body hurt in-spite of the drugs from the tube in her arm. Her vision though the eye she could see with was blurred at best.

Apart from the guard at the door she was alone. Bettie had been cleared to leave the hospital wing.

She heard footsteps a man's by the sound. "Warden," came the guard's voice.

"Leave us." The man she heard earlier spoke.

There more footsteps and a chair being moved. "Rosenberg." The man sat.

"Warden." The redhead managed to mumble though her jaw brace.

"Well, Rosenberg nice medical history you have." The Warden spoke. "The Police doctor said you were clean of drugs our tests say otherwise." He got out a cigar and lit it. "So I'm left wondering." He paused, "how they got in your system."

Willow tried to speak but the pain was to much this time.

"Well, young lady I'll tell you what I think." He stood. "Someone set you up. Only the record of your arrest and conviction exist. I find it strange that you weren't placed in a lower security prison. The fact the judge specifically had you placed in Wilkin's cell and sent you here. I would get yourself a new lawyer to."

"Didn't chose." Willow mumbled. "Didn't have time."

"I think you should appeal." The warden spoke.

Faith picked up a phone and dialled the only number she ever did. The phone rang on the other side. "Hello Angel Investigations, we help the helpless."

"C put the big brood on will ya'" Faith put in a piece of gum in her mouth. Well, it's better than smoking she brunette reasoned.

"Faith." Angel's voice came over the line.

"Angel." Faith started. "Willow's in prison."

"What?" Angel gasped.

"I need your help." Faith checked the clock on the wall. "I've found out Lindsay defended her and sold her out. I've also hear the guards talking. Something about her being drugged up after her arrest."

"I've got a lawyer friend who maybe able to help her." The slayer could hear Angel flipping though some papers.

"Good, cause she was almost killed last night." Faith checked the clock again.

"What happened?" Angel asked.

"Can't explain almost out of time." Faith spoke.

"Okay. Take care." Angel resigned himself to having to wait for an explanation.

"Will do." Faith grinned. "Call you next week."

Adam grinned. "It will take about three days." He spoke and turned to Amy Madison.

"Bastard!" Amy fought against her chains.

"Language." Adam slapped her across her face.

He grabbed her face and looked at her eyes. "Excellent. Your eyes have already began to change."

Buffy opened her eyes. She was in an operating theatre. She was strapped down to a operating table. Catherine Madison looked down on her. "Today's experiment will test you ability to withstand blood lost." She picked up a scalpel.

"Fuck off Bitch." The slayer spat into the witch's face.

"Okay. I'm going to cut out your tongue instead." Catherine tested the scalpel's sharpness.

Joyce Summers whimpered as Spike pulled her up by her hair. "Come with me if you want your daughter to live. Understand."

She nodded. Spike smiled at the nude woman.

Joyce followed him out of the cell. Two female vampires placed chains on her wrists. Spike turned and put a collar around her neck. He attached a leash.

"Come slave." Spike grinned and pulled the leash. She followed without a fight.

"Ok, did you manage to get the documents?" Angel asked as he lay in his bed. God I can bearly think.

He listened to the answer. "Good. So what do you think?" His game face came to the surface.

Angel smiled when he heard the news. "So when can an appeal be heard.?"

The vampire grabbed a pen and began to write using all his concentration.

"Tomorrow! That's quick." He laughed.

"I know you're work fast." Angel chuckled. "Thanks, bye." He put the phone down and gasped.

"Mmmmm." Came from under the covers.

"Cordy!" He roared throwing back the covers to reveal Cordelia licking his manhood clean.

She smiled as she moved her centre over his member. Lowering herself she gasped as she took all of his length inside of her channel.

Adam smiled as Catherine explained the plan to take the prison. "I and several of Spike's girls will enter the prison pretending to be prisoners. The guards that will take us there are being taken care of by Harmony and Darla. "

Harmony slapped the man's bear butt as he pounded into her. She smiled and let her demon come to the surface. She looked at the man's terrified face just before she bit into his neck. He came his seed pumped into her as his blood flowed down her throat.

In the next room Darla giggled as a drained woman drunk her blood dripping off one nipple. "That's it honey drink up. Then we'll brake into jail and make it all ours. Shame your late husband won't be joining us." She looked over at a lifeless body.

In Adam's laboratory Buffy lay out cold. Adam walked round the sleeping slayer. He smiled. "Did the boy Riley live?"

"In body only." A vampire wearing a white coat answered.

"His mind?" Adam placed his hand on Buffy's knee.

"Shattered."

"Primitive I would say." He corrected the vampire. "Complete the rest of the tests for today on Miss Summers. I'm going to over see the destruction of Miss Rosenberg."

Spike watched the woman his pet. She stood there watching a group of Initiative troops being used for food by the Sunnydale's Collage Cheer leading squad. All of whom Adam had ordered turned.

The hungry female vampires approached the older woman. Spike coughed.

The vampires froze. "Go find some men to fuck and drain." Spike ordered them.

"Adam say we are to wait for him." The vampire who was their leader in life spoke.

"I am here." Adam entered the chamber. Riley was on all fours in front of the hybrid of demon and human.

Riley's hair was a mess. His clothes torn and his teeth all looked like fangs. There was no trace of humanity left in him. He crawled over to Joyce and stiffed at her.

"Heel!" Adam shouted.

The former commando moved quickly across the floor and sat on the floor next to Adam.

Bettie sat in her cell. She was drawing a picture with a canyon. "This will cheer her up!" Bettie giggled.

"Child." Came Anna's voice. "The game begins again soon."

"Game?" Bettie looked round a puzzled look on her face.

Bettie woke up their was a battle raging it was dark. Blood cover the bars, floors and walls.

The woman woke up a again It was mid afternoon.

Faith looked at the page of her latest library book the black letters on white paper were making on sense to her. Where are they? Faith felt under her mattress. Got it! She pulled out the a sheet thin green transparent plastic.

"Why did I have to be born dyslectic?" Faith asked herself. She began to read.

"Wilkins." A guard spoke from the other side of the bars. The slayer stood. "You can visit Rosenberg after dinner."

"Thank you miss." Faith spoke.

"Don't thank me." The guard spat out. "The Warden orders." The woman stormed off.

Amy Madison pulled against her chains. The bolts in the wall began to move. Two vampires threw Buffy into the cell with her.

Amy felt urges run though her. A feeling of need began to build between her legs. She became aware of a tail it was hers. She could control it. She made it stroke her nub. She cried out a little as sharp small hairs pricked her.

Outside the cell a vampire scientist ticked the box marked. Subject Amy is enters a state of arousal.

Willow stare at the ceiling of the Hospital wind. She had just had dinner. A door opened and Faith walked in. The guard waited outside. "Will," The slayer spoke. "Heard about."

"Stop. It hurts too much when I laugh." Willow spoke the best she could.

"I'm sorry Willow. I should have stopped them." The brunette hung her head.

"Don't be." Willow rebuffed. "Turns out I may get out of here."

"How?" Faith put on a false smile. If she leaves, will she leave me?

"I . . . didn't get a fair trial."

"I've phoned Angel you know about you being here." Faith looked out a window.

"I hope he gets me a good lawyer." Willow gave a small grin. "Now give me a happy."

Faith smiled and slide her hand under the covers and with a smile began to the redhead the happy she asked for.

Darla and Harmony looked at the new vampires. "You understand the plan?" Catherine spoke. The former guards nodded their heads.

"Good." Adam sat on a throne like chair.

"You sure this will work?" Spike asked.

"Sure." The enthrone man spoke. "It's my bank shot."

"Good, I hate back firing plans." Spike pulled Joyce to him.

Amy's chains gave way. She crawled across to the sleeping slayer. Buffy was cold. Amy purred her eyes becoming cat like.

She traced the curves of the slayer's body. Amy could smell the scent of sex on the slayer. It was Riley's scent. He had been held in the same cell as Amy while his transformation took place.

"Buffy." Amy spoke but was shocked by the purring sound that made the word.

Buffy's eyes opened. Amy gasped. The slayer had been blinded. "Buffy." Amy purred. "It's me Amy."

The slayer tried to speak but only produced a choking sound.

"Easy." Amy held the blond in her arms. The witch looked at the slayer's cut and scars. She looked round the room. She noticed that the guards had put a blanket in the room. Amy stiffed it and probed it for enchantments. She wrapped it round the slayer.

Faith smiled as the redhead's channel clamped hard round her finger. Willow closed her eyes and let the orgasm wash over her.

"Wilkins time's up." Came a guards voice.

"Gotta go honey." Faith sighed.

Willow pouted the best she could.

Bettie entered Anna's cell. "Big tooth baddies come." The simple woman spoke.

"You sense them?" Anna asked concerned.

"Had nap." Bettie looked at her feet. "Had dream."

"One of your specials." The elderly witch stood.

"Yes." Bettie looked up. "Lots of fighting and blood."

Catherine straightened the prison clothes she was wearing. The witch smiled. It was sunset!

Catherine Madison smiled as the guards on the gate waved them though. "Ready girls."

The vampires nodded.

herine suddenly sensed a powerful presence.

a's head jerked up. "So she's came herself." Anna's stick glowed with power. It transformed into a rod of power.

Bettie looked round. "Tooth ones come." The powerful woman smiled. An ancient memory of how to defeat them was trigged inside her mind.

"Come Mister poky." The woman picked up a sharpen piece of wood engraved with symbols. Some Latin, some Herbrew, some Arabic, and some Greek.

She smiled. "They wanta play."

Anna spoke a pray. She could sense Catherine's power. It came from human sacrifices. Anna sensed a soul a lot like Catherine's. She had sacrificed her first born.

Willow Rosenberg Almost screamed as a wave of magical energy flowed out from Catherine Madison. It was a probe sent to find her. The redhead was afraid, she could not defend herself let a lone run for it.

Catherine smiled. I have you now little bitch.

The Prison gates closed behind them. The bus's doors opened and out poured the vampire women. The guards on the ground were soon over ran. They did not even have time to defend themselves.

Catherine fired off several magically bolts at the watch towers. The guards in them fell to the ground.

Bettie grinned as Anna appeared. "They are here."

"Yes, child they are in deed." Anna confirmed. "Go get Faith. I'll deal with the witch that's with them."

Faith felt something she should not be feeling. The presence of vampires. A lot of them.

She began looking around for something. Anything that she could make a stake from.

The vampires waited for Catherine. The witch smiled and forced a door to unlock. She stepped inside and said "Come in."

A Guard sitting in a control booth looked up! "What the fuck! Get back to your cells this instant!"

The vampires laughed and grinned their game faces coming to the surface.

The man pressed a button. An alarm went off. The prison began to lock down automatically.

"Kill him." Catherine ordered. "Then find the slayer and bring her to me alive."

The vampire smashed though the booth's toughened glass and the man screamed.

Merrick looked up from his desk. "Shit what now?" Then he remembered what he had been warned about. He opened a locked draw and pulled out a bottle of Holy Water and a silver blade.

He sighed and open a box and pulled out a pistol. He check it was loaded.

A woman prisoner cried out as her throat was ripped out. The vampire just smiled. The vampires were working their way though the prison. "What is though there?" A vampire asked pointing to a door.

"The mother and child unit and the hospital." The female guard turned vampire smiled.

"Yummy." An elder vampire smiled. "Babies taste great."

Bettie walked up to the bars of Faith's cell. "Fify. We must stop them."

"Them?" Faith was confused.

"Vamps." The woman pushed against the cell's door open.

Faith's mouth opened.

"Time short." Bettie grinned and passed the slayer a stake. "Lets party baby sis."

"You're a slayer?" Faith asked the question on her mind.

"Yeah." Bettie went red.

Catherine Madison smiled as the guard outside the ward with Willow in, exploded into fire.

"Catherine Madison!" The voice was booming.

Catherine's smile faded. "Hello grandmother." The witch turned and faced Anna. "I thought I had killed you." The woman paused. "I'll have to make sure."

"Why did you kill your first born?"

"So you realised how I got so powerful?" Catherine laughed. "I'm impressed. Did you know I've been killing the first of all the first born of the Sunnydale human or Demon alike."

"That end here and now." Anna's tone turned ice cold.

"You die." Catherine launched her magically attack.

Anna's staff absorbed the onslaught.

"Come Fify." Bettie kicked a vampire down a hall while Faith and a vampire were going at it tooth and claw.

The woman threw the vampire off Faith. "Thanks Bettie. Shit they're heading to the mother and baby unit."

Outside the prison Adam was angry. He turned to a vampire. "Start the second wave." The vampire nodded and walked off.

Riley growled. "What is it boy."

Bettie slammed a vampire into a wall. The wall collapsed on top of the vampire. The woman turned and charged a group of five vampires.

Faith stake a vampire about to eat a guard. Then a hand grabbed her hair and wrist. She dropped the stake. Then she was free.

"Warden." The guard spoke in shock.

"Seal the yard off." Merrick ordered the man. "Now! Before the next lot of rioters get in here!"

Bettie was cover by a cloud of dust as she crushed a three vampires to destruction in her arms. "Warden!" Bettie smiled and head butted a vampire which Faith staked.

"That's the last of them is the prison." Merrick sighed. "Now lets seal the buildings."

Anna back pedalled. "Can't take the heat." Catherine grinned. "Just like old mom before I killed her."

Catherine threw backwards. "You think I'm weak young one." Anna's expression was dark.

Catherine stood. "You've already lost. The Hellmouth is beginning to open."

Anna grinned. "Think again."

"No!" Catherine gasped she felt her powers draining.

"Yes." Anna just stood there. Shining lights began appearing.

"Nooooo!" Catherine disappeared as the souls of her sacrifices attacked her.

Adam shook his head. "Stupid bitch. Come boy lets leave these idiots to it." He looked down on the creature that was once Riley. Vampires were running away from the prison.

A mouth later Willow stood outside the same prison waiting.

"Hey Wills." Faith spoke.

"Ready to go?" Willow hugged the brunette.

"Little sis ready." Bettie spoke. "We free! We got full pardos."

"Pardons." Faith waved a piece of paper.

"Let's go. We've got people to rescue still."

"Aww." Faith pouted. "I want to." Willow kissed the slayer passionately.

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