To Be Better

Title To Be Better
Rating PG-13

For pretty much as long as she could remember, Willow had striven to be the best. Well, striven was probably not the right word really, been driven was more apt. Between er mother's vague attempts at encouragement, and the teachers who would call her a star pupil and push her into advanced programmes, and even at career week when she'd been head-hunted by the shadow people who denied they were from Microsoft. She'd always tried to be better.

And the cynical selfish part she tried to keep buried deep down but which nevertheless spoke to her at 3am on a damp Thursday whispered that she *was* better. Better than everyone else around her, they were like lackeys, there to do her bidding. There to be used, abused, discarded at her pleasure.

After all, she had it in her to destroy the world with barely a thought.

She fought that voice with every fibre of her being, she had tried ignoring it but it only grew stronger and she had found herself starting to believe in it. When she remembered the things she had done - and she did remember them, she could never let herself forget - she heard that voice again.

But sometimes, sometimes the voice was just that little bit louder. When things were bad it would be easy to give in to it. It would be easy to take the power and rule. Not destroy the world, but make it better. To be better.