Losers Never Win
Summary: About Buffy and Faith...eventually. Faith is tricking Buffy and the scoobies into thinking she is reformed and 'on their side'. But Faith also has a secret and if Buffy ever found out there would be hell to pay. Also about two new characters who will be introduced in time. Helpfull if you've seen seasons 3,4 & 5 of Buffy. Please reveiw!!! P.S. Dawn doesn't exist, sorry.
A/N; So I just got this crazy idea for a story and I'm going for it. It might be a little hard to follow unnless you've seen seasons 3,4,5 of the show. Please let me know if this sounds cool and see if you can figure out who the 'She' person is. Enjoy! (Most of the charactors belong to Joss, the story is mine but I get no profit...yadda yadda)
Ch)1
Tylen's point of view:
Shit! If I don't get this done before She gets back I'm dead, seriously I think She might actually kill me this time if I disappoint Her again. Okay let's see; I have all the ingredients, I have the bowl, I have the fire, and I have the hair, that's it, all I need ta do now is well the spell itself and I'm done. She's gonna be so happy, I betcha She won't even hit me tonight.
I put all the ingredients in the bowl and placed the bowl over the open flame. Now I just need to sprinkle the blonde hair into the bowl and it should happen. I won't know for sure, She won't either though; not until She seeks out this enemy.
One who I've heard so much about, but don't really know. I just remember Her coming back here from late night encounters with this enemy. No, not those kind of encounters, at least I don't think so. I mean how could She do 'that' with this girl when it appears that She despises her.
What I understand is that this 'enemy' is under the assumption that She is an ally and that she can trust Her. I guess that's the plan; gain their trust then get revenge when they least expect it. She tells me I'm part of the revenge too, but I don't know how yet. She told me that Her enemy knew that I was here with Her she would be furious, probly try to kill Her. But right now Her enemy doesn't even know she has a sister.
It's getting late and I'm surprised She hasn't returned yet. I guess She was sticking to the plan yet again tonight and assisting Her enemy in killing some kind of hell goddess.
She had me research it for Her but unfortunately I only came up with a small passage stating that the hell goddess was searching for a 'key' to get back home. She was very unhappy with me for not turning up more information; I awoke with bruises the next morning.
Anyway I guess tonight was the night She was accompanying them to the hell goddess's layer to 'take the fight to her' as She put it. But something tells me this wasn't Her idea and that she was just going along with what Her enemy said so She could further trick them into trusting Her. She really is quite brilliant you know, She may not always talk like it but She is far from the 'reformed, ignorant, little girl' that Her enemies think She is. Boy are they in for a rude awakening.
Some days I sit alone, while She is off earning their trust and I almost consider what I'm doing is wrong. That's because Her enemy is my blood sister and I feel like I should try to escape and go to her and tell her everything and hope that she'd take care of me.
But ever since I can remember She has taken care of me, so I guess She is like my sister. She is good to me; feeds me, keeps me warm, tells me I'm important to Her, and let's me know when I've done wrong. She has helped me survive and without Her I don't think I would be alive. So I know I can never leave Her, it would destroy Her and I'm sure She would come looking for me; just sick with worry.
It's got to be late by now the sun has been down for about eleven hours so She should be back soon. I hope She isn't hurt, She told me She would be back before sunrise and to have already done the spell by the time She gets home. I bet She went to a bar though; if it's a particularly difficult battle then She'll go out and drink to lessen the pain.
The problem is that when She comes back home after drinking She gets sorta violent. I know it's not Her fault, She's in pain and usually I've done something wrong anyway so I deserve it but it still hurts just the same.
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed reading a very old book; I'm determined to find out more about this hell goddess even if She and Her enemies defeat it tonight. My back is to the door and I hear it open the slam hard. She's home and She sounds upset, probly sore from the fight. That never puts Her in a good mood so I prepare myself for what's coming next.
I close the book and turn to great Her. She brushes past me quickly and goes into the bathroom; She slams that door closed too. I hope the guy that owns the apartments doesn't come up here; he could seriously get hurt on a night like tonight. He doesn't seem very nice, always talking to Her like She's dirt, he would probly deserve the beating She gave him for disturbing Her.
I hear Her in the bathroom expelling half of whatever She drank tonight in the toilette. I hear a flush then the faucet turns on. It runs for a long time, like eight minutes I think. I stand up and pull back the covers to the bed. I turn out the light and lay down on the floor by the bed.
After about fifteen minutes the bathroom door opens and I hear Her stumble out. She's able to walk very quietly, even when She's had a lot to drink, so I lose where She is; but I know She's near me.
She kneels down behind me and puts Her hand on my shoulder. She squeezes gently at first then it continues to get harder until I have to grit my teeth and closet my eyes tight to keep from yelping. Her nails dig into my shoulder and I just know the fight didn't go well. When She release my shoulder I know this means she wants me to sit up, so I do.
"Didja missss me?" Her words are slurred but I can still make them out. I nod, and force a smile even though I can feel blood trickling down my back from where she squeezed my shoulder. Suddenly she reaches out and takes hold of my neck, but doesn't squeeze or anything.
"Howw much?" She lifts me to my feet and I try my hardest to speak but nothing will come out. When I don't answer She puts on a fake pout then throws me against the wall.
My back and head bounce off as I fall to the floor in a heap. She's at my side in an instant and I notice She has a knife in Her hand. She gets a big grin on Her face and leans in close to my face.
"I sssaid…..how much?" As soon as She gets out the last word She slams the knife down into my left hand, pinning it to the floor. But I clench my teeth hard so I don't cry out, because I know if I do then this will go on twice as long.
"Eh-Every ow-hour was like a de-cade, mm-ma'am." She reaches out and tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear.
"Good girl." She jerks the knife outa my hand and I wince. I shouldn't have done that. I don't notice her watching me though as I bring my hand up to my face to examine the hole in my palm. She stuck it all the way through and it hurts. I finally see her starin at me and I try to slowly lower my hand and pretend it doesn't hurt.
She's way too fast though, in half a second She has my wrist in her hand and is hauling me to my feet. She reaches out with Her other hand and grabs the waste line of my old ripped jeans and lifts me into the air. I flex all my muscles at once trying my hardest to stay as stiff as possible, She smiles up at me; then spins us three times before slamming me on my back onto the bed.
I lay still, it didn't hurt too bad but I just really don't wanna move just yet. She sits down on the bed next to my head and pulls out a cigarette and Her lighter. She lights the cigarette and inhales deeply, closing Her eyes as She does.
"You do the spell?" She opens Her eyes and glances down at me. I nod and move to sit up but before I even get half way through a sit-up She puts Her right hand on my chest and pushes me down. This is sorta weird, usually I'm not aloud to sit on Her bed. The apartment room only has one bed and it's always been Hers, I sleep on the floor right next to Her.
"Good, the fight was sweet but the goddess is still alive. And there's a problem." I look up at Her trying to guess what it's gonna be before She says it. I can't read anything different in Her face although Her eyes seem…….. changed…..almost like they're brighter.
"I think….I think I'm fallin for her." I quickly sit up and She makes no move to stop me. She is startin at the blank TV screen, not acknowledging my silent concern.
"Y-you can't be talking about 'her'?" She continues to stare at the TV for a few more seconds but then is instantly snapped out of Her daze and whips Her head at me, and stares me in the eyes.
"Of course I mean 'her' who the fuck else would I be talkin bout?" She holds the cigarette right about my wrist but I know if I move She'll just do worse so I remain unfaltering. She doesn't look away from my eyes; we stay like that for a while. Then She breaks the staring contest by bursting out laughin. I love it when She laughs, She hardly ever smiles at anything……I wonder if She smiles around the others.
"You don't even care do ya? You've gotten pretty tough over the years I gotta say. Man what are you like seventeen, eighteen now?" She hasn't lost Her smile and I'm kinda glad.
"Nineteen, I-I think." She nods and the smile vanishes. She stands up and stretches then turns away and puts out Her cigarette.
"But yeah, that goddess bitch escaped and B wouldn't let me go after her, oh well. I am pretty worked up though……how bout we spar?" She turns to me quickly and motions for me to stand.
"Come on, let's go and I want you to fight back. Try your hardest, kay?" I nod, but I still have a bad feeling about this. She gets into Her fighting stance and I do the same.
Without warning I'm hit in the jaw with a hard left, then a right, then another left, and I'm on the floor. She glares down at me and shakes Her head.
"I thought I told ya ta fight back? That was pathetic, now on your feet. If you don't at least try then you're gonna regret it. You understand?" I nod quickly as I climb to my feet. I'm afraid to hit Her but I guess She can't say I'm not tryin if I block Her attacks.
She throws a left hook and I easily deflect it. She fakes with another left and tries with the right; this time I catch Her hand and shove Her back. She smiles a little and I know She's gonna cut loose.
She swings a roundhouse kick and I just barely duck it. She does a jump kick that catches me in the chest but I stay on my feet. She is getting angry but I don't exactly know why. She comes at me fists goin but I duck or block every one of em. She stops and frowns at me.
"Alright cut the defense bullshit Ty. I really want you to attack me." I don't feel right about it but I don't wanna make Her mad by disobeying. So I nod and get into a fighting stance.
I take a step closer and swing out with my right fist; She easily blocks it and manages to land a kick in my ribs. I do the same thing but with the other fist; She deflects this one just as easily but when She goes to counter attack I nail Her in the nose with my elbow. Oh fuck me.
"OWSONOFA!!!" She staggers back holding Her nose. It's bleeding so She tips Her head back and pinches in a certain place then breathes through Her nose. I guess this is to stop the bleeding caus She brought Her head back down now. See the thing about Her is: She has a wicked temper, so I just know even though She told me to fight back, that I'm screwed.
She just stares at me for a minute, maybe She's in shock. Well that doesn't last long because the next thing I know She sprinting across the room and tackling me at the middle...linebacker style. We fly backwards, with my back hitting the corner of the bed so we kinda do this weird bouncy thing and when we hit the floor somehow I end up on top.
I sorta go limp caus I can't quite figure out which way is up. Luckily She helps me out by grabbing hold of my shoulders and push/throws me onto the bed. She stand up and glares at me, then shakes Her head and her scowl melts into a smile. Wow, She must have it bad for Her so called 'enemy' that She always talks about because normally She would have kicked my ass for that.
"Yeah, well that's enough sparring for tonight Fito. So down girl and get the hell offa my bed." I jump up quickly and She flops down and slowly slides under the covers. I walk over and turn off the bathroom light, then lay down next to the bed. I close my eyes and try to dream about Her enemy. I wonder what She looks like, She must be pretty if She thinks She's falling in love with her. Maybe someday soon I'll get to meet her.