Buffy

Buffy clawed her way up through the ground and to the surface. They had left her to rot here in this hell. Brought her back from a peaceful place. Somewhere she could finally call home and then left her to rot... Didn't even take the time to dig her out. How she'd make them pay. Just as soon as she rested. Oh yes, give her a minute to sleep. Just a minute of peaceful slumber and she'd see them damned for this. How they'd wish they had never done whatever they had done. They would learn what the wrath of the slayer was really like. You don't fuck with the slayer.

Willow

Willow kept running from the demons on motorcycles as tears streamed from her face. They had broken the most important magical piece, and her concentration. Willow had only that one chance to bring Buffy back. She didn't want to give her best friend up. She needed her, they all needed her. She jumped in to the hedges following Xander's lead, and felt her friends following behind her. She watched as the motorcylces disappeared on the street. She tried to catch her breath and she looked around at the others. "She's really gone now..." she said, feeling her heart break. "I want to hunt down those demons, and rip their hearts out for ruining our only chance!" she said, resolved to do just that.