Everybody's Just Full Of Surprises.

Well I have to say, it's a fic what I started doing yesterday. I'm pretty scaried, I'm not very good at this but I like it. I just want to apologize, because I have no one to help me in the translation. I'm from Buenos Aires, I know quite a little bit of English but not so much ... I have no beta, I'd love to know if anyone can help me, that would be great.

Hope you like it, and thank you very much for letting me share this with you.

Chapter 1: "In the beginning."

"Things didn't go as I expect." The brunette said while sitting watching the sunrise.

The breeze of warm air. Saying "Spring is coming". The dark slayer was wearing a belt around her neck, like a puppy. Next to us was a crab trying to write something in the sand... Dreams are weird.

"Not everything goes as I expect." The blonde looked at her feet, the little crab is...

Crab wrote: Doomed.

"Yes, you will be crab soup, dumb."
"You're the only one."

"Crab soup? Dumb?"

"The only one that can do everything. Save Us."

"Of what?"

"In the end. The wait is what kills. The darkness will not forgive. The big eat the small."

"It was a beautiful sunrise. Or maybe it was a sunset?..."

"No rest for the wicked."

"Sure..."

"Every beginning has an end. Their taste buds are like poison." The brunette's hand stroked the blonde. "Two sides of the same coin, are four green of luck."

"Faith..."

"From beneath you, it devours."

The sky began to cloud and it got dark suddenly.

"Desde abajo te devora".

"From beneath you, it devours."

Was heard behind them.

"From beneath you..."

RRRRRING!

The alarm.

The alarm sounds and makes me awake. Another dream. Another one, this time it was Faith.

Again that phrase, which is bothering her for some time.

"From beneath you, it devours." She whispered as she watched her blankets. She got up and went into her bathroom to take a shower. "Faith..."

After the bath, she walked to the kitchen. There was Dawn, Willow and Tara.

Buffy POV.

Life. I feel like I've been wasting some of it in recent months. Forgetting all, having sex with Spike, letting Willow sank in a bad way with black magic.

The straw that broke the camel's back was that Warren tried to kill me, this time with a gun. Good thinking. In the attempt to kill me, he fired twice. One for me, one to Tara. When I was taken to the hospital, I was told that I had saved for very little. I know you save me just because I am a slayer, otherwise I would be dead.

As I said, the other bullet was for Tara. But that's weird, Tara and Willow swear that the bullet stopped in the air and became a little Swallow. The strangest thing is that none of them was, I mean... No one of them made magic. Just... "poof". Boo, my bullet has not finished like a swallow. Bad. According what Giles said, the swallow is a migratory bird. The bird can live in Argentina, Australia and South Africa.

So we can not find anything about that spell, but he said, is a powerful spell and quite beautiful. I remember something similar but used with pigeons when Adam tried to shoot me with his gun, so that spell is quite heavy.

I am very happy that Tara is fine. She could have been hurt and don't know how it would have been all. In recent times we have been talking and going, and the truth that she is a cool girl. She is very cute. And makes great pancakes. Yummy.

Xander is working on the new Sunnydale High, yes. It's a bad job. That place gives me chills and even more because now I work there as a counselor, and wait, listen, there is a seal. The seal of Danzalthar. I try to keep an eye on it.

Dawn's happy with her new friend at school, Kit is a good girl, just a lot of dark dresses. Is like a "Gothic" Faith but with more black, black and...black.

Anya had some problems, she returned to being a vengeance demon, then she had to leave it, her demon friend is dead. Things got pretty complicated.

Willow and Tara are back together and very very happy. Willow has made good progress with the "magic thing", Tara tries to help her to not be afraid. She's no more Willow-dark-eyes, she's just Willow. Witch-Tecno-Willow .

"Hey Sweetie." Says the blonde witch, give me her typical cute smile, she serves some pancakes and a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Oh, perfect.

"Thank you." Great coffe, big smile.

"Well someone is happy today." I hear an annoying but lovable little voice. My sister watches me while eating cereal and listening music on her new smartphone. I must admit that this is very clever device. No better than me, of course. Buffy 1 - Technology 0.

"Good night?"Ask Willow while watching the daily. I can see on the cover: "Mysterious appearance of a young man without his limbs in Boston.". "Death of cattle in Argentina cause concern ? UFO's?.""A woman gives birth to a pig, named him"Freddie"."The war in...". "A man kills his wife but can not remember why." Yes, those are the morning news Sunnydale. Apocalypse is near.

"The usual, girls being persecuted. "Desde abajo te devora". The First. Mom. Faith. Angel."

"From beneath you, it devours."Willow repeated thoughtfully. "Something is brewing here, Buff."

"I feel a presence, something isn't right in the balance."Tara says when she sits drinking her coffee. Dawn watched women but kept eating and listening music.

"I can call back to Giles..."

"No, I call him but...He's not answering." I looked at Willow. "What exactly did you see?"

"Well, besides some worms and roots..." She hesitated and looked at Tara. "I could see The Hellmouth, Buffy. And it's big, it's horrible. His Mouth isn't like Cheshire cat, this mouth... his teeth... his bloodlust, this time it's serious."

"I know. Believe we'll have to be alert."

"What about Spike?"

"Cuckoo Cuckoo... Don't know who did, does and why. I think it's the chip... Today I'm not going to work, I think we have to work with Spike. If The First is using him against us, we will be at a disadvantage." A cry was heard. "Please, if Andrew cry again I'll give it to Spike, he's must be hungry."

I drank my coffee and after a few minutes we talk about other things, after breakfast Dawn left for school.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.

Los Angeles.

A brunette walked the streets, looking for something specific, but couldn't find.

"Hyperion Hotel... Where the hell was that?" She touched her head, then sighed. Looked at her watch and was 10AM, it was a little late.

"Excuse me Sr..." The man gave her a few coins.

"What?" Another man much smaller step beside her and she tried to speak but that also gave her fifty cents and moved on. "What the hell ?" She saw an old lady approached hastily and tried to ask.

"Excuse me ma'am..."

"I have no money. Everybody wants everything easy and I will not give you anything!" She said very upset and kept going.

"What ? But I don't... Stingy. " She looked at her hand and gave the coins to a child who was there playing a violin. She smiled gently and keep looking.

"First Sunnydale, now this... Damn. Gotta go to work. Then I'll look."

She climbed into her Camaro 1969 and drive to Santa Ana Hospital wouldn't take long, while cheerfully singing "One Way or Another" by Blondie. She looked to turn up the volume when she felt a blow, she stopped the car quickly.

"Oh god god god. Please not be a puppy, please not be a puppy or kitten or alligator, whatever what are you." She approached and saw a worried brunette girl lying on the floor.

"Are you okay?" Asked worriedly, helping the girl . She wore jeans and a sleeveless red shirt.

"Yes, I'm okay." Murmured the girl getting up, trying to clear her jeans.

"I don't... it was a second..."

"I know, I crossed the street without looking. Was my fault." She touched her head. "Ouch"

"We have to go to hospital. You have a concussion or something, I work there and..."

"Hey don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a headache..."

"Oh, sorry, lady." She shook her hand quickly. "I am Alexandra Martinez."

"I'm Tru. Tru Davies."

"Another Irish."

"You don't look as Irish." Then she felt bad for having prejudged. "Sorry did not want... I want to say..."

"Haha. It's okay. I was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina. My mother is argentinian, my father is Irish. Was born in Dublin. Bowen. My name is Alexandra Martinez Bowen. It's weird, huh?"

"Oh... I'm from Boston."

"Great, Go Red Sox! I love the..." She attempted to follow a conversation but realized the situation that both were. "Well, I think it isn't time to talk. Listen, I have to go to the hospital, I'm a nurse there but soon I will have my doctorate degree." Said proud with a happy smile. "And I think you should come with me."

"I'm fine, really."Said doubtfully.

"Well, but at least let me leave you my card." She gave her cellphone number. "Any questions or problems you have, call me. Don't hesitate a second. Ok?"

"Okay."

"Bye, oh, hey! Was a pleasure to meet you." She smiled and walked to the car."Well, not a pleasure beat you and... " Alex sighed. "Forget it, just call me."

"I will."The brunette smiled and show us some cute dimples."That girl is weird."

Keep the card and return quickly to the morgue where Tru works. That day had been a very strange day, first a strange dream with a girl like her and a blonde, and now this. And people complain that working with the dead is crazy stuff...

. -. -. -. -. -. -.

HYPERION HOTEL

"Angel Investigations, we help the helpless. Who am I speaking ?" Said Fred. "Oh Willow, how are you? Okay, yes, excellent...oh yes..." She call the vampire and gave him the phone.

"Willow? Hello, how are you? Did something happen?"

-Well, it's all right here. Trying, you know -

"Happy to hear that."

-Listen, Buffy doesn't know this. But something is happening here, Angel-

"What are you talking about?"

- Things are going a little weird. Tara did a spell with one wholly harmless and... Angel, something's brewing here. Something much stronger than all who... I could see the... -

"What?"

- The Hellmouth. We are being attacked by an entity using people who have died... Buffy... Buffy and Dawn saw Joyce. I saw a girl who died, she said Tara... Tara would die. Y... -

"The First". He was worried.

- Yes. And it's worse than ever. And coming to swallow us all, Angel. We need help. Your help. We need Faith. -

"Okay. Yes, I will. Listen I'll call you later. I will talk with Faith. Bye Willow."

-Bye Angel, thank you.-

He dialed a new number.

"Hello. Yes. Althenea, yes. Angel... No, no one has come here. Who?... Oh. Listen, something happens... It's happening. Sunnydale. If you know anything about Rupert Giles tell him that Angel says is starting."

"About Faith... Yes. I will."

"Then I think we Should do something. She cant not be there longer."

.-.-.-.-.

Willow put the phone down and looked at her girlfriend.

"It's done I dit...it."

"It's okay, honey."

"Yes, he is. This goes beyond us. This is much stronger, much more evil. Was good. Was good. Was ok, right? ... I should ask to Buffy ? Oh god, what I've done ?"

"Shh, you did itwell." She smiled and gave Willow a soft kiss. "Let's watch TV, today we have National Geographic."

"Anything about hyenas, right?"

"Koalas."

"Oh koalas, I like it... Buffy will kill me."

"I would like to eeeeeeeeeeat!" Was heard in the room.

"Buffy will kill him."

"Andrew was not gagged?" Asked the redhead.

"Can I let it go? He needs to eat, bathe..."the blonde said with a pout.

"Do not mess with the Anya's hostage."

.-.-.-.-.

"Why were you buying blood at the butcher shop?" Xander asked, staring intently at the little blond scared.

"I fell in love with a beautiful vampire girl down in Me-xi-co. Now we're trying to make a go of it on the straight and narrow, and put our lives back together here in Sunnydale."He said quickly.

"You think this is a game, junior ? People are dying." Anya came furiously and grabbed his neck." Friends lives are in danger."

"Hey Anya!"

"Now you want to waste time on deceptions ? Not on my watch!" She struck Andrew in his face.

"Hey, Anya! Can I talk to you outside for a second ?" Xander said, taking her arm and pulling outward. When they were out of earshot of Andrew...

"Did you see that? I actually made ?him cry." She said with a little jump of joy.

"You were perfect. I was worried I overdid it With the whole"easy way, 'hard way thing'."

"No, you were great! And I was not sure if I Should slap him, but then I made ?me want to slap him, so I thought, OK, slap him!"

"He'll be singing in no time."

"So, what do we do now ?"

"Now, we let him stew in his own juices for a bit, then we give him the hard brace."

"Right. What's the status with your guy ?"

"He's not talking yet. I'll Get there. How's your guy ?

"The weasel wants to sing. Just needs a tune."

"He's primed. I'll Be pumping him in no time."

"..."

Buffy and Anya looked at him uncomfortably.

"He'll give us information soon."

.-.-.-.-.-.

It was a beautiful day, the sun shone bright. She was there, in her cell. Two years ago was there because she had made ?many mistakes. One of them was to have gone on a trip to the dark side.

Her name is Faith Lehane, as everyone knows and as you know in prison, the number 43100/430019, and that the prisoners called"Dark Doll".

She'd had a tough childhood, adolescence much worse. Today was "Visit Day". Expected to receive a visit from her friends, Angel. Tara had called a few hours ago. She couldn't come because had some problems in Sunnydale.

FAITH POV.

Yeah, Tara. You read right. The stuttering blonde girl in Sunnydale, Willow's girlfriend. Yeah, the redhead. The only time I had seen her was when I was in Buffy's body, tried to embarrass her in the Bronze. I was a bad girl, and I felt I could have fun with the suffering of a girl he didn't know but it seemed a good girl.

That girl ended up being my best friend, of course, we don't see eachother a lot. She came to see me a few times, always brings me a very delicious apple pie, and some stuff. She says she doesn't want me to smoke, so she don't give me cigarettes. When she can't come, she call me or send me letters. I have a big box of letters from her and Angel. They are great guys.

She couldn't come today because apparently had some problems Sunnyhell. And then there's her beloved Red. Yeah, they had it had a pretty tough time. She came to Los Angeles a few days, no one in Sunnyhell knew it, Angel allowed to stay with him.

Being here is not easy. A year ago I heard that Joyce had died, apparently had a problem with a tumor or something, did not say much. It hurt a lot. She always tried to be nice to me, to give me what I never had. But I was a brat, I did the wrong thing.

Then, a few months after Angel and Tara came to me, totally devastated. Their faces said it all. Buffy had died, apparently couldn't against a Hell God called Glory. She saved the world but didn't follow rule number 1, save your own ass.

That was something I couldn't tolerate, I went crazy and started to hit and break everything, I spent a week in "the hole".

"The hole" is where troublemakers are, and I had bought a ticket for a nice vacation there. Luckily I was able to then go out, and I started working in the nursing and the kitchen. Also finished my GED, I realized that I like to draw. It might have been something good in life if I had made ?the right decisions, maybe my life would be different.

I heard about Scoobies did some kind of mojo and bring Buffy's back. The first thing I thought was that it would be a type of brain-eating zombie, but Tara told me that Anya, Xander 's girlfriend, told him that the zombies don't eat brains and she wasn't a zombie, was just Buffy. Only a few problems that I later heard that she had been taken from the heaven. I was so pissed off with Willow, but who didn't wanted to return to see Buffy? You can not blame a girl for trying and make it.

"Lehane, you have a visitor."

"Thank you, Eddie."

I left my cell and walked with him to the visiting area. I sit in the chair and I see behind the glass to Angel. Oh, something happens. Damn.

"Hey Soulboy. How are you? More younger every day."

"Faith." He said with acute smile."How are you?"

"Still here. Struggling with my demons. You?"

"Fighting with my demons and those of others."

"I know that feeling."

We laughed and talked about some things, just some nonsense and got aware of the things that had happened in the month. Hell, another month. The clock is ticking.

"So... ? What's up?"

"What are you talking about?"

Pretending. Haha. My dumb Angel.

"Angel. Come on, I know you. Know that something happens." I see it. He doesn't know what to say. "I see it in your eyes."

"I have to get you out of here, Faith."

"Yeah, I know. It's the price to redemption, a rocky path. Not easy, but someday..."

"No."

Now I don't understand.

"I do not understand."

"I have to get you out of here, Faith. Now. Already."

Wow... Well this is something I didn't expect...

"Angel, I know you miss me. I miss you too." Said joking. "But this is something that..."

"Buffy's in danger. Sunnydale, the world. The Hellmouth is being threatened."

"And that's weird because ...?"

""They'll open it."

WHAT? WHAT THE HELL!

"Are you talking about ?... Listen, I know it sounds apocalyptic but nothing that the Slayer can handle."

"You are the Slayer too, Faith."

"Yes but..."

"The First."

"The entity that almost makes you kill yourself?"

"Yes. And it has become much stronger. Determined to end it all. All slayers in the world."

"It will end all the Slayers."

"No more slayer, no more Hellmouth protector." I looked worried. Now I understand everything. This is the fucking apocalypse, THE apocalypse." Buffy needs you. Beyond all need as much help as possible."

~Faith...~

What the hell ? I heard that voice. That voice... I thought I would never hear.

~Faith~

Ms. Summers She's there. Alongside Angel, smiling at me. My damn god. Her... Her eyes are bleeding, her nose, her mouth. It's like one of those women of horror movies.

"What... ?"Angel question, he noticed that my fucking surprised face.

~I'll destroy them all. You. Buffy. You will know what's horror, there's no place where they can hide. You don't know pain. You don't know how is to be hurted. You wish you were dead. This last year's gonna seem like cake after what I put you and your ex friends through, and I 'm not a fan of easy death~

"Angel..."

"What ?"

"Step away from the glass."

"Faith, you... ?"

"Step away from the glass"

I whispered again. This can't be happening. It was going so well, shit.

I broke the glass with the chair, and crossed to the other side. Two guards came to me, they are nothing. After not having a good fight for two years, this is too good. The guards were unconscious on the floor, people see us surprised. Angel takes my hand as at the end of the aisle, are more guards with guns. And I'm not Wonder Woman, guns can kill me.

Splashhh!

We jump out the window like one of those action movies like Die Hard, and fall into a car..Auch, I hurt my... I can hear as the guards shoot at us.

"You okay ?" I asked worried as we ran away, seeking Angel 's car.

"Five- by- five." He said. I gave him a smile and walked quickly to the car to get the hell out of there.

"Faith, I have to tell you something else."

"In addition to seeing Joyce Summers fucking like fucking Bloody Mary, you have to tell me more ?"

"Althenea told me that there is something more going on here."

"WHAT?"I was exasperated."And who the hell is Althenea ?"

"It's a woman's Coven in England, is a close friend of Giles. She is a powerful witch... Faith."

"What?"

"You have a sister. A twin sister."

"... What?"I started to feel bad. I think that's the news that has just given me. I didn't think the news give pain.

"Faith, what...?" Angel looked at me intently. Why he look at me? I think... Oh, I feel a burning in my stomach... I looked and there was a lot of blood.

"Oh no..."

Everything went black.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

The brunette ran the department trying to get before the phone stopped ringing.

"Hello?"

~Alexandra, I'm Althenea. You found Angel?~

"Many 'A' in a sentence... No, I couldn't Althenea. I had some problems today." Said the brunette removing her white robe. "I had a problem, almost hit a girl with my car and then in my job I..."

~Alex, you need to find him tomorrow. It's urgent that we receive as much help as possible. Our power is exhausted and he needs your help. The end is here.~

"I will, tomorrow I'll find Angel. I promise."

Both women talked a few more minutes and then the call ended. She walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, took a Coke. She watched the voicemail and had a message:

~Hey, Hey. Tru. I'm Tru. I'm the girl who almost you hit today. Well... just wanted to know if... I do not know, just say I'm fine. I have only a small bruise. Just that. Em... I wanted to say this is my number. Bye~

"Wow...What a crazy day..."