TITLE: Power Of The Slayer (Chapter 1)
AUTHOR: Dark Spectre
DISCLAIMER: This is the Buffy Verse solely onwed by the ol' might Joss Whedon, I do not claim to own any of these characters yada yada yada
DISTRIBUTION: Not Yet
RATING: PG
SPOILERS: Pretty Much Everything
Hey eyes darted open, quick sudden movements she turned quickly cramped into a small space. She started to claw at the material above her as if she were trapped. Taking in a deep breath she calmed down and tried to push up but she couldnt escape. Holding a hand to her face she felt the rotting flesh, a tingling sensation came over her body, pulsating she could feel energy flowing through her. She closed her eyes, focusing she sent her fists flying up cracking the wood they entered damp soil. She did it again and again quikly trying to escape, now using her feet she managed to kick the top off. Her hands now feeling the cold night air sent shudders down her spine. Pulling herself up onto the surface she looked around, various tombstones littering the grounds a second of realisation came upon her. Her mind filled with confusion she held a hand to her throat, touching the scar softly painful memories crept. Standing straight she brushed herself off, curious to what was going on she turned and looked down from where she came. Her eyes scanning the nearby gravestone she read the name. 'Kendra'
It had taken a long time but Faith had managed to block out the shouting, she layed quietly in her bunk as she did everynight keeping to herself. The ceiling had become so familiar to her, mostly she tried to block out her memories they only brought along violent impulses to which she was trying to escape. All she prayed for was forgiveness, from Buffy mostly although she wouldn't expect it if she ever got out of this place. Sometimes she wished it was kill her and have it over and done with, but no such look. It had been a while since Angel had last visited, she considered it better not having to bring up the memory at all. He'd kept tellin her she had to face them to move on, but every time she closed her eyes she saw his face. 'Faith..No!' Those words still haunting her after so long she shunned it, sighing she tried to think of a song to run through her mind to occupy her. Silent whispers heard in the distance Faith sat up right, looking round the room she saw nothing but the whispers continued. 'Life is in death, as in death is in life' the word repeated over and over again faster and faster within time until they became blur of noise. Throwing her legs over the side of the bunk she became aggiated and started to pace within her cell, stopping at the wall she began to pound her fists again and again and again. 'Stop it, Stop it, STOP IT!' Screaming now she heard the muffled voices of a nearby guard and the echoing of footsteps. A stunning light appeared behind her, she slowly turned peering over her shoulder at first. Her back against the wall she fixed her gaze on it, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Energy crackled, tiny sparks shooting of in all direction she smiled. Moving closer she held out her hand, her eyes now fixed on the core of the light which seemed like a Dark void within a beautiful shell. 'The Slayer Is Death As Death Is The Slayer. Life Is Death As Death As Death Is In Life' This time a singular voice called out ringing in her mind. Suddenly the light shot at her entering at the tip of her finger began to travel up her body overwheliming her entire being. Dropping to her knees her eyes lit with a soft glow, suddenly her hand shot out and the entire back wall of her cell blew off. She slowly returned to her feet and walked out casually, one of the guards who had been keeping a safe distance as he saw this happening now had to move. 'Stop!' Faith didn't even turn, the guard ran at her but didn't even get close as he was knocked back by an energy barrier that sent his soaring threw the air. Hitting the wall with a thud he collapses to the ground.
Buffy shot upright, her sheets soaked with sweat she wiped her forehead. 'Not generally the person you wanna dream about.' Taking a deep breath she brought her hands to her face, brushing her hair back with her hand she then grasped the alarm clock and looked at it. Hearing the soft sound of voices from downstairs she took a guess at who it could be. 'Dawn!' She grumbled under her breath, pushing the cover to one side she made her way downstairs. Rubbing her face with her hand, her eyes gently adjusted to the light. 'Dawn what…' She spoke sleeply, it had been a rough week and she didn't need Dawn keeping her up at all hours. 'did I tell you about staying up late? Huh?' She finished travelling the stairs and entered the lounge to find Dawn curled up on the sofa asleep. Buffy rolled her eyes and picked up the TV remote from the table 'Be on the lookout for this woman, dark hair about…' The womans voice boomed through Buffys head, images of what she thought to be a dream creeped into her mind. 'Escape' it echoed, dropping the remote she stood silent listening to the news casters voice.