Willow, Owen, Rachel and Isabel
Willow was ready. She'd finally figured it out. There was a reason that D'Hoffryn had wanted her as a vengeance demon. She was good at sticking to his cardinal rule, "Never go for the kill when you can go for the pain." She went up to Jessica's room where she was laid out on the bed, Isabel on her top bunck, and Owen on the floor. Psychically, Willo contacted Priss and Nyx.
*You can watch if you wish, I'm going to have some fun.* With the power of a goddess, she struck him with a bolt of electricity, and he woke up in a jolt.
"Wh-what is going on here?"
"You are going to give me back the girls."
"Never!" Owen snarled. he shocked him again, and he shut up. Then, she put him in a magickally induced sleep. Putting herself into a trance, she steped into his mind as she had with Buffy 2 years earlier. Forcing him to dreamwalk, Willow went with him to the dream plane. What she saw there sickened her. Izzy and Jess were restrained, side by side, on beds of sorts. Tied down, and beaten to the point where they were unresponsive. Tehir dream selves were naked, and uncovered, and had been brutilly beaten from head to toe. Suddenly, Willow lashed out. Owen now found that he was the one tied up, while they girls were free. She then unted his mind while she woke them all up. Willow opened her eyes and looked around the room. Jess and Isabel were awake.
"Priss, Nyx, I could use your help now," and she took their hands as they stood in a circle around Owen. Willow beganto chant, and the others soon joined in.
"In this day and in this hour, strip this man of all his powers. In this day and in this hour, strip this man of all his powers. In this day and in this hour, strip this man of all his powers!" They chanted over and over again, until finally, Willow's head snapped back, and her eyes turned black.
"Cripple." The one word left her lips, and Owen screamed. His entire body was in pain. After wa whle, the pain wore off, and Willow released him from the binding spell she had used to hold him in one place. Owen then attempted to use his atomic manipulation to create a doorway, so that he could escape. Nothing. Suddenly, he realized whta they did to him. They had, in all effect, made him human. Owen curled into a tiny ball in the corner and began to sob.
Nyx and Priss
Nyx looked down at the crying man and shook her head. "I almost feel sorry for him...almost."
"I feel great pity for him," Priss said softly. "Remember, I have felt his pain." The sisters shared a glance. "But it had to be done," she said with great regret. "Perhaps this way he will be turned onto the path of redemption." Priss bowed her head and made her way out of the room. Nyx looked down at Owen in contempt.
"I hope you remember for the rest of your pitiful existence that we could have killed you. If I had my way, you'd be the plaything of my mother, forever and ever and ever. You must live with yourself as you are now. Weak, helpless. How are the mighty fallen!" She gave him one more withering look of disgust and then stroked Willow's hair. "Had to be done, sweetie. Like putting down a rabid dog."
Willow, Jess and Isabel
Willow hugged Nyx. "Nyx, you wanna take this trash outside? I don't suppose he's exactly what Jessica and Isabel want to see at the moment. Oh, and you can tell Walker and Diana that they're awake." Willow lowered herself to Jess's eye-level.
"Jessica? I'm Willow, we've actually met before, at the tournament. Do you remember?" silently, Jess nodded. "Okay. Do you want to take a shower before you see your family?" Silently, she nodded again. Willow helped the girl out of bede and into the washroom, trying to be cheerful, but inside her heart was breaking. These girls may never be the same again.
When Jess was showered and dressed, and Isabel was as well, Willow slowly led the two girls down to the living room, where the Hanson family, as well as Izzy's brother Max, were waiting.
Nyx
Nyx picked Owen up by the scruff of the neck and shook him violently before throwing him out the door. He hit the wall with a thud and she picked him up again, face twisted in distaste at having to touch him. "They're awake." She put up her free hand to forestall the rejoicing. "But they may never be the same. What happened to them..." Nyx shook her head sadly. "Be careful around them. Don't be too loud. Never ever make a gesture that could be seen as harmful."