Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Faith, fox & Joss do.

Please don't flame because you don't like how my idea is. Some facts in the story are official because they had been pointed out or at least hinted at in the show; others are ones I had come up with myself.

Chapter 1 Runaway

The moon fades as the shadow's last warrior dies, as the blood of the Raven runs cold, the truest warrior of the night shall rise as the Faith of the Raven flies out of the ashes, to defend the moon from total darkness.

"Mommy! Mommy!" The eight-year-old Jessie screamed as hot tears streaked down her face. The fire's bright and eerie glow reflected in her dark, fearful eyes. Listening hard to hear her mother's voice, but the crackling of the flames and the sirens of the approaching fire trucks drowned out any sign of a cry or whimper.

Jessie ran and hid in the shadows because she knew all she had was her mother and no other family. She watched closely as the fire was drenched and the firemen went inside. Time passed and the firemen came out, one carrying the charred body of a woman. At that moment Jessie knew she was alone. Fresh tears ran down her face as she turned and ran away from what was left of her house.

Three years later…

Jessie was still alive and alone on the streets of Cleveland. She had found an abandoned house feared to be haunted; the house was hers enough so that the vampires on the streets at night couldn't come in. Jessie found food from a restaurant; the workers gave her leftovers so she wouldn't have to go through the garbage.

"Why don't we call the police?" asked one of the workers as Jessie was eating, they were far enough away that she couldn't hear them.

"No, because they'll put her in a foster home, besides she'll be fine, she has food and shelter so she'll be fine." He said trying to convince himself he was right.

"Bye, thanks for the food," Jessie said to the restaurant workers, they hadn't realized how long they had been talking.

As Jessie left, the workers wondered if they should call the police or not.

"It'll be safer for her in a foster home," said one of the workers.

"We can't do that, it would be like giving up on her. Besides you've seen how she acts, she might not even find anyone," said another.

"Yeah, but if she does or doesn't find a family she'll at least not be alone, and she'll have someone to take care of her if she gets sick."

"Plus she'll be safer from the vampires"

"Fine."

With that they decided to call. They told the cops where she had been living and they waited for her.

Luckily Jessie saw them but they never saw her. She ran away not wanting them to take her away. She decided to go back to the restaurant, only to find the workers talking to a cop about her.

Jessie felt betrayed; the only people she trusted had gone behind her back. Crying, she ran away again.

So what did you think? Again please don't flame because you don't like the idea. I'm going to finish this story before I continue my other ones. Ideas would be greatly accepted. Please read and review!