SLAYER
EPISODE ONE: ADJUSTMENTS
STARRING:
Eliza Dushku as Faith
James Marsters as Spike
Iyari Limon as Kennedy
Shane West as Robert
And
Michelle Trachtenberg as Dawn
GUEST STARRING:
Nicholas Brendon as Xander
D. B. Woodside as Principal Wood
Tom Lenk as Andrew
And Hugo Weaving as Coreedon
SPECIAL APPEARANCE BY:
David Boreanaz as Angel
WRITTEN BY: Gary Boshears
This is the first part in a multi-episode, virtual spin-off to Buffy the Vampire Slayer with 22 total episodes planned. Anyone other fan-fic authors interested in helping to write the series, please send an e-mail to: slayer@easdarkthunder.com as people are needed to both write some episodes and help designing and outlining the story as a whole.
OVERTURE
"Take care of her Faith," Buffy's words, from only three months prior echoed in her memory. Buffy, always the stronger of the two Slayers, realized then what she had to do. Putting her hand on Dawn's shoulder and looking Faith in the eye, she was stronger than the other Slayer could ever hope to be. "I have to go and you have to promise me something. Promise me you'll take care of Dawn, you'll take care of everybody. They'll need you Faith."
Buffy, turned away from her sister while the tears built in her eyes and hugged Faith, the two Slayers peacefully embracing. "It's up to you now," Buffy whispered in her ear. Faith, a master of doing so, could barely restrain her emotions as the two separated, Buffy stepped into a car and drove away into the setting sunset, her last words echoing in the Slayer's mind. She had never been one to readily accept responsibility in the past. On the contrary, Faith was much more apt to shy away from it but that was no longer a luxury she had.
Faith trolled over the situation in her mind. With the defeat of the First, Buffy changed, suddenly, drastically. Even though the Hellmouth was closed and the First gone, Buffy realized there was still evil in the world and that their war had been a defensive battle for long enough. Not wasting any time, she and Willow, always by her side, had taken off, for parts unknown, taking the fight to the enemy. Doing her part, Faith had agreed to stay in Sunnydale, both Slayers recognizing that evil would always be drawn to this place.
"Something wrong?" Dawn's innocent voice brought Faith back to the present from her thoughts of the past.
Faith glanced at Dawn, seeing so much of Buffy inside of her. "Nothing," she quickly dismissed the question, furthering the younger Summers' belief that Faith's mind was not entirely on the task at hand. Not that it was entirely needed, after two hours of patrolling local cemeteries they had not encountered a single vampire, demon or miscellaneous creature of hell. Not that it wasn't expected, the past three months had seen a drastic reduction in the amount of demon activity, leaving Faith feeling somewhat bored and almost out of place.
"You sure?" Dawn gently pressed for more information. One thing she had learned with Faith was not to press too strong when trying to get her to share feeling.
"I guess … I don't know," Faith hesitated. She sighed. The two women continued walking through the cemetery in silence for several minutes, Dawn beginning to think she wasn't going to get anymore from Faith than the open-ended answer. "Just don't feel like I'm doing much good here. Buffy and Willow are out scouring the globe for demons and I'm here …" Faith searched for the words.
"… Watching over things, hanging around good old Sunnydale and starting to think for some reason Buffy didn't want you to go with her?" Dawn finished her sentence with a question, expressing some of her own feelings.
"Yeah," Faith admitted, looking Dawn in the eyes. She hadn't realized it until Dawn expressed it but part of her did feel as though she was being left behind. In some ways, she always felt a step or two behind Buffy.
"Sucks doesn't it?"
"Speaking of sucking," Faith extended the broadsword she carried in her right hand and pointed to two figures in the shadows in front of them. They oafishly meandered through the cemetery with no great organization or style, a clear sign of freshly risen vampires, struggling to understand their new place in the underworld.
Dawn slowly reached for the stake concealed under her blue jacket. Her reflexes kicked in when Faith tossed the sword to her, Dawn hesitantly grasping it with both hands and giving Faith a confused look. Though the two had patrolled together in the past, Faith had usually done the work, leaving Dawn to "study her techniques", not something the younger Summers necessarily had a problem with.
"Go for it," Faith said, leaning back against a nearby tree and crossing her arms over her chest. The vampires had now taken notice of the two girls and, obviously believing them to be helpless prey, were slowly advancing towards them.
"Umm … wait, uh," Dawn's nervous reaction was exactly what Faith had anticipated but she needed this. "You're the Slayer, I'm just the uh … spectator."
"Buffy made me promise that I would take care of you Dawn," Faith quickly countered, confusing Dawn even further.
"And your definition of taking care of the one without superpowers is to throw her into mortal combat against two vampires?" Dawn protested feverishly before shooting Faith an accusatory glance. "You haven't turned evil again have you?"
Faith chuckled and allowed herself a slight grin. Ignoring the fact that up until a mysterious pardon certificate arrived at her door she had been a fugitive from justice for escaping from prison, she took Dawn's comment as a light-hearted attempt to make the situation seem less serious than it was. "No." She answered simply. "But I also promised Buffy I'd keep training you. Even though you're not in line to be the next Slayer, the good fight can always use one more fighter." The vampires continued to close, one licking his lips as they zeroed in on the two. "So go for it," Faith again ordered with a nod in the direction of the approaching vampires.
As Dawn looked at them and back at her, Faith still saw hesitation in the young woman's eyes. "Don't worry," Faith added, placing a reassuring hand on Dawn's shoulder. "I'm right here if it turns into more than you can handle."
Still hesitant but comforted in knowing Faith was there, Dawn brought the sword to a ready position and slowly advanced towards the vampires. Seeing the young woman approach, not running, not screaming for her life, but seemingly ready to do battle, the vampires acted accordingly. They began to circle her in opposite directions, Dawn straining to watch both. They snapped and growled as they circled, trying successfully to intimidate her.
Dawn did not give in to the fear inside however. Taking advantage of the vampire's scare tactics, Dawn swung the sword at one, barely missing as the creature jumped out of the way. Dawn charged towards it, swinging the sword several more times, the creature dodging each attempt she made. Making the critical mistake of leaving her back unguarded, she continued her attack on the vampire.
The second vampire leaped into a kick, striking Dawn in the back and sending her to the ground, sword sliding across the ground as she lost her grip on it. Struggling to regain her footing, Dawn felt the weight of one of the vampires on top of her. It flipped her around so she could see his demonic face and fangs moving towards her neck. She struggled but the creature was too strong.
Faith broke into a sprint, drawing the stake she had concealed in her red leather jacket but her stride was halted when two gunshots rang out from the blackness. Obviously struck by the bullet, the vampire fell off Dawn, his companion blown back into a tree. From the shadows where the shots originated, a figure clad in a black trench coat emerged, a sword hanging from his side as he charged towards the vampires. She was now curious and could not help but watch.
The figure, paying no attention to Dawn who still lay on the ground, closed on the disoriented vampire who had attacked her. A stake slid out from his sleeve, a weapon adaptation Faith had seen before. He landed a single punch on the creatures face before driving the stake into its chest; the once strong demon possessed being turning into a pile of gray dust. He then turned towards the remaining vampire who had regained its footing and assumed an offensive stance.
Instincts overwhelming it, the vampire jumped into a spinning kick, the black clad figure ducking out of the way and drawing the sword. Maintaining a defensive stance, the figure effortlessly dodged a series of kicks and punches with such skill and relative ease that Faith had only seen Buffy and herself manage. As the vampire charged towards the figure, madly swinging its fists, he took advantage of the lowered defense, swinging the sword a single time, severing the creature's head and replacing the sword in its sheath with a single motion.
With the mysterious rescuer looking away from her, Dawn tried to scramble to her feet and get back to Faith without being noticed. Though the figure did save her life, she did not know what other sort of intentions it might have. Her attempt to get away however was not successful. Hearing the grass and leave crunch beneath her face, the figure spun around, training a black pistol on her, slowing walking towards her.
"Who are you?" He demanded, his voice not sounding particularly demonic or evil. "What are you doing here?"
Seeing that he was now paying complete attention to Dawn, Faith acted quickly. "She's with me," Faith answered, springing into a kick, knocking the gun away from the man. Landing, she quickly reached into her coat, drawing a dagger and pressing it against the man's neck but not before he had pulled another gun from his coat, aiming it at her head.
In the first seconds of the standoff, both looked into the other's eyes, realizing that they were in fact not enemies. "Robert," Faith realized who the man in front of her was, opening up a hundred more questions she could ask.
"Good to see you again Faith."
EPISODE ONE: ADJUSTMENTS
STARRING:
Eliza Dushku as Faith
James Marsters as Spike
Iyari Limon as Kennedy
Shane West as Robert
And
Michelle Trachtenberg as Dawn
GUEST STARRING:
Nicholas Brendon as Xander
D. B. Woodside as Principal Wood
Tom Lenk as Andrew
And Hugo Weaving as Coreedon
SPECIAL APPEARANCE BY:
David Boreanaz as Angel
WRITTEN BY: Gary Boshears
This is the first part in a multi-episode, virtual spin-off to Buffy the Vampire Slayer with 22 total episodes planned. Anyone other fan-fic authors interested in helping to write the series, please send an e-mail to: slayer@easdarkthunder.com as people are needed to both write some episodes and help designing and outlining the story as a whole.
OVERTURE
"Take care of her Faith," Buffy's words, from only three months prior echoed in her memory. Buffy, always the stronger of the two Slayers, realized then what she had to do. Putting her hand on Dawn's shoulder and looking Faith in the eye, she was stronger than the other Slayer could ever hope to be. "I have to go and you have to promise me something. Promise me you'll take care of Dawn, you'll take care of everybody. They'll need you Faith."
Buffy, turned away from her sister while the tears built in her eyes and hugged Faith, the two Slayers peacefully embracing. "It's up to you now," Buffy whispered in her ear. Faith, a master of doing so, could barely restrain her emotions as the two separated, Buffy stepped into a car and drove away into the setting sunset, her last words echoing in the Slayer's mind. She had never been one to readily accept responsibility in the past. On the contrary, Faith was much more apt to shy away from it but that was no longer a luxury she had.
Faith trolled over the situation in her mind. With the defeat of the First, Buffy changed, suddenly, drastically. Even though the Hellmouth was closed and the First gone, Buffy realized there was still evil in the world and that their war had been a defensive battle for long enough. Not wasting any time, she and Willow, always by her side, had taken off, for parts unknown, taking the fight to the enemy. Doing her part, Faith had agreed to stay in Sunnydale, both Slayers recognizing that evil would always be drawn to this place.
"Something wrong?" Dawn's innocent voice brought Faith back to the present from her thoughts of the past.
Faith glanced at Dawn, seeing so much of Buffy inside of her. "Nothing," she quickly dismissed the question, furthering the younger Summers' belief that Faith's mind was not entirely on the task at hand. Not that it was entirely needed, after two hours of patrolling local cemeteries they had not encountered a single vampire, demon or miscellaneous creature of hell. Not that it wasn't expected, the past three months had seen a drastic reduction in the amount of demon activity, leaving Faith feeling somewhat bored and almost out of place.
"You sure?" Dawn gently pressed for more information. One thing she had learned with Faith was not to press too strong when trying to get her to share feeling.
"I guess … I don't know," Faith hesitated. She sighed. The two women continued walking through the cemetery in silence for several minutes, Dawn beginning to think she wasn't going to get anymore from Faith than the open-ended answer. "Just don't feel like I'm doing much good here. Buffy and Willow are out scouring the globe for demons and I'm here …" Faith searched for the words.
"… Watching over things, hanging around good old Sunnydale and starting to think for some reason Buffy didn't want you to go with her?" Dawn finished her sentence with a question, expressing some of her own feelings.
"Yeah," Faith admitted, looking Dawn in the eyes. She hadn't realized it until Dawn expressed it but part of her did feel as though she was being left behind. In some ways, she always felt a step or two behind Buffy.
"Sucks doesn't it?"
"Speaking of sucking," Faith extended the broadsword she carried in her right hand and pointed to two figures in the shadows in front of them. They oafishly meandered through the cemetery with no great organization or style, a clear sign of freshly risen vampires, struggling to understand their new place in the underworld.
Dawn slowly reached for the stake concealed under her blue jacket. Her reflexes kicked in when Faith tossed the sword to her, Dawn hesitantly grasping it with both hands and giving Faith a confused look. Though the two had patrolled together in the past, Faith had usually done the work, leaving Dawn to "study her techniques", not something the younger Summers necessarily had a problem with.
"Go for it," Faith said, leaning back against a nearby tree and crossing her arms over her chest. The vampires had now taken notice of the two girls and, obviously believing them to be helpless prey, were slowly advancing towards them.
"Umm … wait, uh," Dawn's nervous reaction was exactly what Faith had anticipated but she needed this. "You're the Slayer, I'm just the uh … spectator."
"Buffy made me promise that I would take care of you Dawn," Faith quickly countered, confusing Dawn even further.
"And your definition of taking care of the one without superpowers is to throw her into mortal combat against two vampires?" Dawn protested feverishly before shooting Faith an accusatory glance. "You haven't turned evil again have you?"
Faith chuckled and allowed herself a slight grin. Ignoring the fact that up until a mysterious pardon certificate arrived at her door she had been a fugitive from justice for escaping from prison, she took Dawn's comment as a light-hearted attempt to make the situation seem less serious than it was. "No." She answered simply. "But I also promised Buffy I'd keep training you. Even though you're not in line to be the next Slayer, the good fight can always use one more fighter." The vampires continued to close, one licking his lips as they zeroed in on the two. "So go for it," Faith again ordered with a nod in the direction of the approaching vampires.
As Dawn looked at them and back at her, Faith still saw hesitation in the young woman's eyes. "Don't worry," Faith added, placing a reassuring hand on Dawn's shoulder. "I'm right here if it turns into more than you can handle."
Still hesitant but comforted in knowing Faith was there, Dawn brought the sword to a ready position and slowly advanced towards the vampires. Seeing the young woman approach, not running, not screaming for her life, but seemingly ready to do battle, the vampires acted accordingly. They began to circle her in opposite directions, Dawn straining to watch both. They snapped and growled as they circled, trying successfully to intimidate her.
Dawn did not give in to the fear inside however. Taking advantage of the vampire's scare tactics, Dawn swung the sword at one, barely missing as the creature jumped out of the way. Dawn charged towards it, swinging the sword several more times, the creature dodging each attempt she made. Making the critical mistake of leaving her back unguarded, she continued her attack on the vampire.
The second vampire leaped into a kick, striking Dawn in the back and sending her to the ground, sword sliding across the ground as she lost her grip on it. Struggling to regain her footing, Dawn felt the weight of one of the vampires on top of her. It flipped her around so she could see his demonic face and fangs moving towards her neck. She struggled but the creature was too strong.
Faith broke into a sprint, drawing the stake she had concealed in her red leather jacket but her stride was halted when two gunshots rang out from the blackness. Obviously struck by the bullet, the vampire fell off Dawn, his companion blown back into a tree. From the shadows where the shots originated, a figure clad in a black trench coat emerged, a sword hanging from his side as he charged towards the vampires. She was now curious and could not help but watch.
The figure, paying no attention to Dawn who still lay on the ground, closed on the disoriented vampire who had attacked her. A stake slid out from his sleeve, a weapon adaptation Faith had seen before. He landed a single punch on the creatures face before driving the stake into its chest; the once strong demon possessed being turning into a pile of gray dust. He then turned towards the remaining vampire who had regained its footing and assumed an offensive stance.
Instincts overwhelming it, the vampire jumped into a spinning kick, the black clad figure ducking out of the way and drawing the sword. Maintaining a defensive stance, the figure effortlessly dodged a series of kicks and punches with such skill and relative ease that Faith had only seen Buffy and herself manage. As the vampire charged towards the figure, madly swinging its fists, he took advantage of the lowered defense, swinging the sword a single time, severing the creature's head and replacing the sword in its sheath with a single motion.
With the mysterious rescuer looking away from her, Dawn tried to scramble to her feet and get back to Faith without being noticed. Though the figure did save her life, she did not know what other sort of intentions it might have. Her attempt to get away however was not successful. Hearing the grass and leave crunch beneath her face, the figure spun around, training a black pistol on her, slowing walking towards her.
"Who are you?" He demanded, his voice not sounding particularly demonic or evil. "What are you doing here?"
Seeing that he was now paying complete attention to Dawn, Faith acted quickly. "She's with me," Faith answered, springing into a kick, knocking the gun away from the man. Landing, she quickly reached into her coat, drawing a dagger and pressing it against the man's neck but not before he had pulled another gun from his coat, aiming it at her head.
In the first seconds of the standoff, both looked into the other's eyes, realizing that they were in fact not enemies. "Robert," Faith realized who the man in front of her was, opening up a hundred more questions she could ask.
"Good to see you again Faith."