Rebirth

Two warriors killed saving the world find themselves in Limbo... they must return to earth to fulfil their destines and find redemention. First with each other then with a world that broke them.

first in the Rebirth series.

The burning soothed a little but not enough for her, it made her tired… it made her want to sit down and rest for as long as she could.

Screams echoed throughout the cavern but she couldn't pin point the origins, besides there was too many to count, pain stole over her once more and closing her eyes she dropped to the ground, welcoming the hard ground beneath her.

"FAITH" it belonged to one of the mini slayers… but she couldn't remember which one and right now as darkness stole across her she didn't care. The sounds of fighting and dying were slowly ebbing away from her and peace was reclaiming it self back over her.

Faith knew this feeling, she had felt it only once but she was ripped away before she could sink deeper into the peaceful abyss. But she wasn't sinking now she was free falling and didn't fear ever stopping.

What felt like a lifetime Faith found her self still, the pain was gone as was the sounds of the battle raging around her. Slowly with heavy eye lids Faith opened her eyes only to be blinded by the blinding white light that surrounded the slayer.

After blinking back to be accustomed to the blinding light she sat up with no oppressive pain, clucking her tongue she took a guess at what had happened. What did confuse her was that she was in a peaceful place… with no pain, she was meant to go to hell she was meant to pay for what she did and she come to accept this.

"Your right you know" a accented voice called from behind Faith who with slayer reflexes jumped to her feet and spun to find a dark haired man standing in scruffy clothes and a smirk to his youngest face. He walked over to her with hands shoved in his pockets.

"About being dead… your right" he added his Irish accent dripping from each word but Faith remained silent folding her arms tightly across her chest. She eyed the stranger up preparing her self for a fight. But the man simply chuckled and dragged his hands from his pockets and held them up.

"Don't worry slayer couldn't hurt you even if I could… don't talk much do you, strange that from what I saw you were quiet the talker" the man stated as Faith narrowed her eyes at him becoming annoyed at the smirking man.

"And what did you see" Faith growled causing the man to stop a few feet away from her and grin brightly; he held his hand out and tilted his head.

"Doyle, nice to meet you" Doyle greeted but Faith held her arms tightly across her chest, it took a few seconds before Doyle dropped his hand and nodded.

"Look you don't have to get all moody or anything… I know you're a slayer, I know your name is Faith and I know what happened to you… I'm a guardian angel of sorts, you see I did the whole dying thing… years ago in fact, and just like you I went and died whilst trying to save the world" Doyle admitted with a smile gracing his lips still.

Faith dropped her arms and stared at the man feeling a little defenceless now but Doyle shrugged his shoulders and the blinding light dropped away from them and they stood in a marble hall.

Faith took in her surrounds but Doyle seemed to be rather bored about the grand hall they were now standing in.

"So what happens now… my life passes before me and I go to where I belong" Faith questioned as Doyle raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"Yes and no…you did die, your body is back where you left it but your soul is here" Doyle stated a little cryptic causing Faith to glare at him once more.

"And where is here" Faith snapped causing Doyle to grin and wave a hand around him with an air of pride.

"Here is home for me and a waiting room for you… just instead of waiting for the doctor to stick a needle in your bloody arm your going to get something else… your rather lucky I guess" Doyle admitted mostly to himself but Faith clenched her fist and narrowed her eyes once more.

Doyle grinned at her and bounced on the balls of his feet, he monition a hand towards a large pool of water and winked.

"Your in Limbo Faith, you'll see all that you have done before I can tell you what the powers that be have in store for little old you and of course one other… but first, this is your life Faith" Doyle declared before he frowned.

"I really need a red book for that to work… go and take a peep in that pool. If your too scared" Faith cut him off but stomping straight over to the pool and glared down at the shimmering blue green water and found nothing at first.

"Hey dumb ass there's nothing there" Faith ground out but only received a chuckle and before she knew it her hand was grabbed from behind and submerged in the cooling water. She tried to yank her arm free but even when the hand let go she found that she could remove her hand from the pool.

"Enjoy slayer because it's going to be hell" the warning was meant to be light hearted but there was no humour in the tone. It was hell and Faith had already lived it.

Images flashed in the pool, images from times Faith wished could have forgotten.

Her birth, her childhood… some of which wasn't all that bad, but then came her darker years. Her calling, the death of her watcher, Buffy, Sunnydale. Faith wanted to look away when she her betrayal of her so-called friends… her first kill, her descent into the darkness that would surround her even until death.

She clenched her jaw when she saw her first attack of Buffy then her coma… she blinked the tears back when she watched from the sidelines as her twisted soul made her hurt Buffy in ways she could never imagined.

Faith held her breath at the images of her escape to LA after Angel… she tried even harder to yank her hand back and make it all stop when she remembered where this was all leading to. The one face that had always haunted her more then the Mayor, more then Buffy and her friends. This face meant more to her because she knew this was when her soul broke and there was no way to bring herself back.

But whatever powers that may be made her watch, watch as she sliced into Wesley as she caused pain and how she broke his heart and soul a little more then anyone else could. She saw the pain in his eyes, not due to her acts but because he saw what she felt… he saw her finally slipping away from everything good and human.

She saw Angel and Buffy fighting over her but she focused on Wesley… what she did to Buffy could never compare to what she did to her ex-watcher.

Then Wesley vanished and she found her self watching her life in jail the many hours passed waiting for someone to finish her off… trying to find redemption nearly killed her.

Then Wesley was back in her life… her life now broken and she fought so hard to not to return to what she had been but Wesley pushed her… his revenge in a way she guessed. Her fight against the beast, Angelus, with her former self and finally her fight against the First… with the other chosen.

She screamed when pain rippled through out her when she saw her final moments. She was almost thrown back when the pool released her; she curled up tightly willing the tears back as the memories cut at her just like they had done so many times before hand.

"sorry bout that darling…but you had to remember what you once was… because you're going to have to chose who your going to become" Doyle whispered to her as he bent beside her. Faith lifted her heavy eyes back up to him and winced when the pain ebbed through her.

"What are you talking about…? I died… I'm meant to go to hell" Faith muttered as she turned on to her back and Doyle straightened looking down at her. He smiled sadly at her before shaking his head.

"Your not finished yet Faith… and before I tell you anymore we have to collect someone…someone who isn't finished just like you" Doyle admitted as Faith struggled to her feet and stared at him, the pain was fading away but she couldn't and wouldn't find the peace she had first felt when she arrived here. Pain was one thing she knew that made her feel alive and looking back at the things she had done she knew she still had a lot left to do before she could move on.

"Who" she questioned while Doyle headed towards a large opening with steps, he stopped and grinned over his shoulder at her.

"Don't worry darling… you two are going to have a long time to figure it all out… you've got a lot to finish" Doyle declared but Faith hurried after him and stopped him. Doyle shook his head and smirked at him.

"Can't tell you yet… might not hear me out if you find out who" Doyle declared using Faith's grip on his arm to drag her along with him.

They headed up the stairs and moved along a marble hallway, Faith didn't say anything more instead she dragged her arm back glancing at the bare walls surrounding her. Doyle came to a stop in front of a set of double doors but he stepped aside and looked to Faith.

She frowned before she stepped forward and pushed the doors hard, taking in the dark room when the doors swung open. As she stepped in she gasped when she saw a figure lying on the ground, she rushed forward while Doyle held behind with a large smile resting on his lips.

"Now onto the second act" Doyle chirped as Faith skidded to her knees and looked at the pale body lying before her.

She was in hell…because Wesley was dead too.

I love these two... and Doyle too of course. This will be a mainly Wesley/Faith series but Doyle along with a few others will be joining in as my favourite two try to fulfil their destines.