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Chapter 1: Im not her
Author's Notes: I didnt want to start this yet but the idea cant get out of mind, now this is not written before, so you will have to wait between the chapters, but you can always hurry me with your reviews.
Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Buffy is on her feet. She runs over to slam a left hook into Faith's face. She quickly follows that with a right hook, snapping her head back. Before she can hit her again, Faith grabs her hand and holds it right, the small device between their palms.
A glowing light starts to emanate from their hands as the device activates. Then both young women react as if hit by a shockwave. Faith is looking at their clasped hands then lifts her eyes and seems surprised as she looks at Buffy. Buffy pulls back her fist and hits her hard in the face with a right hook, sending her to the floor unconscious.Joyce hurries into the living room.
Joyce: You okay?Buffy is looking down at the strange device she is now holding in her hand. There's an awed expression on her face.
Buffy: All things considered.
Joyce: What is that?
Buffy: Weapon of some kind.She throws it down on the floor and stomps her boot on it. There is a flash of light as it's crushed.
Buffy: Didn't work whatever it was.There's a loud pounding on the door.Joyce: Ah, the police.Buffy looks at the front door then down at Faith, lying on the broken coffee table.Buffy: She's their problem now.
Joyce: (nods) you're sure you're okay?Buffy considers the question as she looks down at Faith.
Buffy: Five by five.She tilts her head slightly as a grin starts to form on her lips
Chapter 1: Im not her
Faith was lying on Buffy's bed thinking of her next move. Finally she got what she want, she got what she was dreaming for. For almost 3 years all she was hearing was Buffy is this and Buffy is that. She's Buffy now, she's the good slayer. SHE IS THE CHOSEN ONE.
"Yes..." she answered lazily for the bang on the door
"Honey, are you ok?" Joyce asked her face showing her worries.
"Sure, I'm just a little tired" she said yawning
"Do you want to talk about it?" Joyce asked while sitting on the end of the bed
"About what?" Faith asked pretending not to know what she's talking about
"About Faith, what happened to her Buffy? She wasn't like that before" Joyce asked and Faith noticed tears in her eyes.
"What are you talking about? This is Faith, she is always like that, she's a psycho murders bitch" Faith said with a disgusting face.
"I think she's horribly unhappy" Joyce said with sadness in her eyes
"Who cares, good thing she's under control now" Faith pause for a second "I can't believe she was gonna hurt you" She said pretending to care
"Oh, Buffy" Joyce said while hugging her "I'm so glad you are here"
"Me too, mom...me too" She said hugging Joyce back and tighten her grip.
Buffy opened her eyes slowly to find her self in a back of a trunk, she tried to move but she fined her self chained.
"Well, it's awake" a man in black suit said to the other man beside him
"Who are you?" Buffy said with horror
"Council. We're taking you back to the mother country. Seems you've been a naughty girl" the man answered with a smirk
"Listen to me. Y-You've made a mistake. I am not Faith. I'm Buffy Summers. Faith performed some kind of spell, she switched our bodies" She said trying to convince him
"Congratulations. No one's ever actually tried that one on me before" Said the other man"You have to find Faith. C-call Giles. J-just get him here" She said with desperate voice
"Giles doesn't work for the council anymore. For that matter, neither does Buffy Summers. And what you are, miss, is a package. I deliver the package. I don't much care what's inside" he looks to the other man "Come on"
"He may not care, but I do. The Watcher's Council used to mean something. You perverted it. You trash. We should have killed you while you were asleep" the other man was talking with much anger than the other and before he closes the door, he spit on Buffy's face.
Buffy stayed in the dark tears streaming from her eyes, someone spat on her face, and no one ever does that even when she was homeless in LA. She closed her eyes trying to think of her next move.
After few hours she heard the trunk engine off and the two men getting of it, they opened the door and smile at her. She felt her heart racing, she didn't like there attitude.
"Well, Well. Sorry but its time for us to do our job" the man said with smirk"What? What? We're not at England yet, are we?" Buffy said panicking"There was a small change on the plan, they want you dead here, they don't want problems in England and crossing the border. So the council orders us to kill you in Boston, since it's the last place the police will search for you" the man said with pride"What do she care if she died in England or else where?" the other man said "Come on lets do it" he said sticking the gun in the truck but Buffy grabs the pistol and his hands with her feet and pulls him into the truck hard enough to stun him before he can react.
Buffy pulls the gun to her hands and shoots the locks/chains holding her and shoots a lock and smashes into the driver's area. She finds the keys and start driving away leaving the council men behind her. After driving for a while, Buffy turned the engine off and closed her eyes. She was in Boston, faith's birth town. She thought for minutes and get out the trunk. The council is right; this will be the last place to search for Faith. She took a deep breath and start walking disappearing between the people on the streets.