Faith: The Ascended Slayer

A spinoff of Seraphim2db's Son of Sparda. Lost after being turned into a vampire and gaining a soul, Faith goes back to Boston to begin her destiny.

Disclaimer: I don't own any BTVS or Ats characters that might appear in the story. Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy do. I only own part of the plot and any character that I create.

A/N This will take place two weeks after the chapter, Dancing with the Devil in the Son of Sparda fic. So you'll have to read part of that story to figure out what's going on here. If you don't want to read it, wait to the end of the chapter and I'll have a summary.

Prologue

Boston Mass.

Night

A dark haired beauty, wearing tight leather pants and a leather duster with a black lace bra underneath stood on top of a high building, looking up at the moonlight as she flipped a stake around in her hands. As a small gust of wind whipped through her long black hair, she pondered if she should end her unlife. She knew that she couldn't stake herself, because her body would only rapidly heal the wound. She had ascended beyond such a thing. No, the only thing she could do now was wait until the sunrise and let it burn her all a way.

She couldn't deal with the things she had seen...God the things she had done. And neither side seemed to want to take her in now, good nor evil. Hearing a can being kicked in the distance, she looked down and into the city. Or more accurately into a neighboring alley.

Cathy, walked down a dark alley smiling heavily as she went into her purse for her cell phone. She had just went to the party of the year and she wanted to call and tell her friend Janice what she had missed. Pushing a strand of blonde hair behind, her ear she listened to the phone ringing.

"Hey." a soft voice said from behind her, making her let out a startled gasp.

As she turned around she saw a handsome boy around her age with dark brown hair and soft eyes.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." he said as his soft eyes suddenly became cold and his face morphed into something demonic, making her scream. And as she did so the figure heard her from her vantage point on top of the neighboring building. "Or maybe I did."

"Please, you don't have to do this." Cathy said as she backed away from the vampire slowly. Her mind couldn't fully register what was happening, but she knew that this man...no thing was about to hurt her. "I can get you money. You don't have..." she was cut off as the vampire grabbed her; making her scream again. "Somebody help me!"

Not knowing what else to do or why she was about to do it, the figure ran across the high-rise's rooftop, grabbed hold of a loose wire cable, and jumped off the edge of the building. She swung to the alley between the buildings, like Spiderman and as she neared the ground, kicked the vampire in the face, knocking him down. As the wire swung back she did a back flip in the air as she touched down, her black leather coat billowing around her like Batman's cape. With a wicked smile on her face she turned around and sauntered toward the vampire.

"Doesn't sound like the girl's interested, ugly. Maybe you're coming off a little too strong." with a growl the vampire did a fancy karate move to get himself up off the ground as he launched into a side kick into the raven haired girls ribs.

"What's the matter with you?" the vampire asked as he looked at her, sensing that she was a fellow demon. "We're of the same kind."

"Believe me, we ain't."

Circling each other for a moment, they both let out simultaneuous growls and ran towards one another. As they fist fought the girl looked on and the raven haired beauty finally found an opening and kicked the vampire in the chest, knocking him down flat on his back in the alley.

In another impressive karate move, the vampire arched his back and leaped to his feet to engage her again. With a shake of her head, she grabbed the vampire's foot and spun him around in the air as she hurtled him into the wall. As the vampire fell to the ground again, she pulled a stake out of her belt, twirled it like an old gunslinger might, and lunged it dramatically into the vampire's chest, making it disappear in a cloud of ash.

"Thank you! Thank you! That thing was gonna kill me!" Cathy said as she ran up to the girl that had just saved her life.

"Well no shit sherlock." the mystery girl said as she turned around with a glare. "What the hell did you expect being out here in this neighborhood at night wearing that?" she said as she pointed at her short skirt and high heels. It was funny that she had said that, because usually she wore those types of clothes. "I got half a mind to kick your ass myself."

"What?" Cathy asked increduously.

"I mean lets be real. What kind of retard of a girl walks down dark alleys anymore? That's so 1985. Step into the new world." she said as she started to push her down the alley towards the lit street.

"But I was just trying to get home."

"Well take a cab next time dumby." she called after the other girl as she walked out onto the street. "Idiot."

"Ouch. That was a little harsh wasn't it Faith?" a voice said behind her.

Looking around, she spotted a weasel of a man wearing a fedora hat and some of the most tacky clothes she had ever seen. Using her vampiric speed, Faith ran in a blur and grabbed the man around the neck and lifted him off of his feet.

"Who the hell are you!" she yelled out. Seeing that he was sputtering and gasping for air, she let him go so he could answer her question.

"Wh...wil..."

"What?" she asked, after his coughing fit.

"Whistler...my name is Whistler..." he said as he grabbed his sore neck.

"Alright tacky, what the hell do you want? I'm a busy girl." Faith said as she tried to walk around him, only to stop cold at what he was about to say.

"Yeah the sunrise is in another four hours or so."

"I've heard enough of your bullshit." Faith said as she turned only to glare at him for a fews seconds. "I'm out of here."

"Don't you even want to know why you came back to Boston? You hate this city. Your Watcher's death, all the people you maimed and killed. That little girl whose life you destroyed." he said causing her to flinch at that last part. "There's gotta be a reason, right?" he said putting his hand on Faith's shoulder to stop her. "You've got a destiny..."

With that said Faith turned on Whistler, putting her hand to his throat, violently pushing him back to the wall. "Like the destiny of me becoming a Slayer."

"Faith..."

"One girl in all the world. You know the sitch..."

"Faith you don't understand..."

"Then make me understand!" she yelled as she slammed him up against the wall again.

"Ahriman was never meant to rise to power. It wasn't supposed to happen like that. The Jamaican Slayer was supposed to die and you were supposed to take her place. We never predicted that this would happen."

"We?" she asked as she tightened her grip. "Who or what is this we?"

"Them." Whistler said as he pointed up to the sky. "The Powers That Be. Listen kid, alot of people are dead or dying that shouldn't be. The balance of good and evil has been thrown out of whack. You can go either way here Faith, but we need a new champion."

"Well it ain't me." Faith said letting him go. "I ain't interested."

"Is that what Linda would want?"

"No you don't get to say that name..."

"She died believing in you kid." Whistler pressed on. "It's because she knew that you were special Faith. I know all about your mother. About the abuse she handed out to you, about all the drunken boyfriends she had over that eventually molested you. I know that when your Watcher, Linda came into your life that she was like a real mother to you. One that actually cared about you. Don't let what happened to her be in..."

"What do I have to do?" Faith asked as she interrupted him. Taken aback by her sudden willingness to cooperate, it took Whistler a few moments to finally respond. He could see it in her eyes just now that her soul was waying heavily on her.

"Just follow me kid." Whistler said as he led the way out of the alley. "And get ready to find your destiny."

Summary of what happened to Faith. The big bad of Son of Sparda, Ahriman, ordered Spike to go to Boston and watch Faith. When the time was right Kendra died, at the same time the slayer essence went into Faith Spike bit her, turning her into a vampire. So she's now an ascended Slayer. Her and Spike then cut a bloody swath from Boston to Sunnydale killing anyone in their way. Before the battle in Sunnydale was over, the Scoobies gave Faith her soul and she remembered all the evil things she had done. Refusing Buffy's help she ran off in search of herself.

So what makes an ascended Slayer so special you might ask. Just keep reading the story and you'll find out.

Please review...please