Disclaimer: Faith, Buffy and other BtVS and Angel characters are not mine...no matter how much I wish they were. BG They belong to the Joss Whedon and whoever else. Other characters belong to me. They're mine I tell you! MINE! Title is from 'Bring It On'.
Author's Note: This is my second attempt at fan fiction. I'm sorry for any mistakes for I have no beta reader. Everyone in the fic are normal people. So no dusting of vampires in this one. Though, there are a few fight scenes as Faith tends to get into trouble once in a while. Thoughts in italics.
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© April 2004
Prologue
Disclaimer:Song 'Behind Blue Eyes' belongs rightfully to The Who, though I do like the Limp Bizkit version.
"No one knows what it's like...to be the bad man...to be the sad man...behind blue eyes..." Music blared from the radio as the two occupants of the jet black Range Rover sat silently. One of which was currently staring out the window at the passing scenery, while the other kept his eyes on the road, both lost in thought.
After their father's funeral, they had agreed to move in with their aunt. Everyone found it odd that the two teenagers did not cry for their father at his funeral, but it wasn't the first time they lost a parent. 10 years ago their mother died, they cried then. Janet Spencer was a beautiful kindhearted woman, who loved her family dearly. When she was diagnosed with cancer, it put a tear in their family that grew after her death. Her husband David took it especially hard. He couldn't cope with his wife's death so he closed off, drowning himself in his work and his whiskey, and started to spend less and less time with his children. Throughout the years after Janet's demise, they've moved around numerous times because of David's career, they never really had a place to call home. David spent so much time at work that he hardly saw his children, except for the rare times they bumped into each other. So when the two children, now teenagers, attended his funeral, it was as if they were there for an acquaintance instead of their own father.
The brunette's musing was interrupted when she heard her brother's voice, breaking the silence between them.
"We're almost there Faith." He looked across at the 16 year old and gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, sis. Everything's going to be fine." He paused for a moment. "Who knows," he said thoughtfully. "You might even like it there."
Faith sighed as she glanced back at her brother and the only person she could trust. "Whatever Angel," she said in a weary tone and went back to staring out the window as they continued towards their destination, passing a large sign along the way.
Welcome to Sunnydale...