Chapter One

Rated M

Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or any rights or properties associated with it. Mara is an original character of mine and I do own her though.

Summary: What happens when a slayer who thinks Dark Angel is just a TV show is thrust into the Dark Angel world?

The first chapter is just the lead in. We'll start seeing our favorite DA characters in chapter two. So bear with me. This is my first fanfic piece.

Anything in italics is the person's thoughts.

I don't quite know where I'm going with this yet so just bear with me. And there will be romance eventually but I'm not sure who the pairings will be yet. So it's rated R for language and certain imagery for now but maybe a little MA later on.

It Begins:

Well she had finally done it. She had finished her training. Mara was out on her first solo mission. She was totally psyched. She was following this witch back to her coven's lair. According to Willow the coven was into some majorly dark magicks and with her being one of the few slayers that had excelled in the magick studies area she was naturally picked for this recon mission. They needed to know what exactly this coven was up to.

FLASBACK: One Year Earlier...

Mara was on her way home from work when this guy jumped out and attacked her. She tried using the martial arts she had learned as a kid to defend her but this guy seemed to have quite a bit of training himself. She was sure she was fucked when the guy went flying back off her. Than the guy just exploded into dust. Where he had been was this petite brunette no bigger than her with about the same build as her. "Hey I'm Faith. Welcome to the super chick club."

"What?" Mara stared at her incredulously.

"I'm a slayer. Chosen to fight vampires, the demons and darkness; blah blah. And so are you cutie. Follow me. We need to start your training."

Present So here she was sitting in a dusty warehouse waiting for the rest of the coven to show up. God hurry up already people. Not that this isn't fun; I mean I did jump at the chance to finally go on a solo mission but I missing the Dark Angel marathon I had been looking forward to all week. I wish they hadn't cancelled the show just when it was really starting to get good. That had sucked. I mean what happened afterward. Oh shit here they come. Time to focus. The coven was stating to file in. It looked like there were 13 of them in all. How cliché. Mara thought with a snort. They of course were also wearing the cliché floor length, black hooded robes. Why do I suddenly feel like I'm in a Steven King novel? The coven was spacing themselves around a pentagram painted on the floor that Mara hadn't noticed before.

The high priestess began to speak "We're gathered here tonight to call upon the powers of darkness. The almighty dark lord. Bless us with your power so that our enemies may tremble at our feet. So that we may bend this world to our will."

Oh brother you got to be kidding me. Just skip the bullshit already and show me your hand. I mean com on now. Where do they get this shit? Oh right from every bad horror movie and novel out... "Stand up slowly. Put your hands on the back of your head." Mara had been so lost in thought and watching the coven in front of her she forgot to watch her back. Faith is going to kill me. "Aren't guns a little out of style for a coven?" Mara said feeling the barrel sticking between her shoulder blades. "Shut up and walk." the guy said pushing her with the gun. "Thanks for the invite but I already have a prior engagement." Mara whipped around knocking the gun away and slamming her fist into the guys face. She kneed him in the gut and threw him to the ground. Time for me to check out of here. She ran for the exit. Ten feet from the door everything went black.

Did I run in front of a semi? Where am I? "Hey she's coming around." Oh right the coven. One of them must have hit me with a spell or something. Whatever it was I feel like I got hit with a sledge hammer. Faith is sooo going to throttle me for this one. I don't think my first solo mission could go any worse. She could hear them speaking.

"What should we do with her?"

"I say we kill her and be done with it. Stupid slayers always sticking their noses where they ain't welcome."

How the hell do they know I'm a slayer? And wait is that my pack under my head? Stupid people. Leaving a slayer armed is not too bright. Now all I got to do is reach one of my weapons and they're toast. Mara opened her eyes to assess her situation. She was sitting in some sort of cage dangling a few feet above the floor. How long was I out? The coven was standing in a group in front of her talking very quickly.

"Well I see you've decided to join us." The high priestess stated.

"I couldn't deny you my enjoyable company any longer." Mara said dryly. Think how you are going to get out of this one. I got my stuff but I'm not in the greatest position to try anything. Time to play the wait and see game. Wait for my moment of opportunity. Besides someone should be looking for me soon.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when the high priestess started talking again. "So what should we do with you?"

"How about let me go and I promise not to kick your asses." Mara quipped.

"No I don't think so."

"Hey you can't blame a girl for trying."

"Well we have a few votes for torture. Another few for killing you and some for dismembering you. What do you think?"

"Is there a D: none of the above choice? Cause I'm kinda partial to my life and limbs."

The high priestess was about to say something when one of the other members stepped forward. "May I make a suggestion?"

"What's that?" The high priestess asked.

"Let me try my new displacement spell I've been working on on her."

"Do I get a say in this?" Mara asked

"No" The high priestess said. "I think that's an excellent idea. Where are you going to send her?"

"The last place she was thinking about that's out of this world. Where she can't interfere anymore." The member said.

Well this can't be good. Where was the last place I was thinking about? "Are you sure I don't get a vote?"

They ignored her. "Get together whatever you need quickly and lets do this." The high priestess said. They than preceded to leave her there well they went to do their thing. Leaving behind a couple of guards to watch her. I've really stepped in it now.

Two hours later:

God how long are they going to leave me here? So much for my Dark Angel marathon. The doors slammed opened jarring Mara from her thoughts. The coven filed back in the room forming a circle around her. "Hey guys. Welcome back. Didja miss me?"

"Shut up."

"Jeez. Rude much?" The member from earlier began to chant in some archaic language. Soon everyone was chanting. The coven member than pulled out a bowl and started burning a piece of paper in it. "What no cauldron?" Mara said trying to ease her nervousness.

"Dark Lord I invoke. Take this defiler away from here. Send her to another time and place. Banish her so that she can no longer trespass on what's yours.

From thought find her prison

From mind shape her trap

Bend space and light into a prism

Her mind become guide and map

Send her to her nightmare

Send her to her dreams

We entreat you hear our prayer

Send her to where she deems"

Mara's world became a kaleidoscope of colors, shapes and shadows. She was being sucked downward into a spiral. She was spinning so fast she was sure she was going to wretch. Than with enough force to knock the wind out of her she hit something solid.

After her head stopped spinning and she had caught her breath she opened her eyes to see what kinda hell dimension they had sent her to. Well I don't know about hell but we're defiantly not in Kansas anymore Toto. It was a city but not one she recognized. Well time to get my bearings. She walked up to the nearest person praying they spoke English. "Sir Can I ask you what city this is?"

"Seattle, Washington." The guy said looking at her like she was retarded.

Uh-oh. Defiantly not Kansas.