Disclaimer: sadly, I own nothing except for the plot. Joss (aka THE GOD) owns it all
This starts at the episode 'release'. Angelus defeats Faith and kills her as she bravely tries to fight. Conner realizes that he has to bring Angelus home, but now he can only turn to one slayer…
Wesley stood beside Faith at the warehouse…she breathed heavily and gripped at her bleeding side.
"I'm so sorry Wes… I guess I can't do anything right with you huh?" She said with a forced laugh. Her face was bruised and caked dried blood surrounded her lips.
"Hush now…" Wesley whispered, clutching onto her hand. "Faith, I am so proud of you. Promise me you'll never forget that."
She smiled weakly, "I wont."
Her hand went cold as she silently faded into the night.
Angelus proudly walked away from the warehouse like a victorious soldier fresh from a battle.
"That was too easy…" He muttered to himself.
He began to prowl the streets for food, when he spotted a woman hiding behind a dumpster. He licked his lips.
"Don't worry ma'm, I'm here to help you…" he called to her.
Relieved from the sound of his voice, the woman stood up, but screamed at the sight of his disfigured face.
Tension was thick in the air at the Hyperion Hotel. Faith had been their only hope; their last chance at saving Angelus. Wesley buried his face in his hands and slumped into a cushy chair.
"I was so sure…" he began to say.
"Wesley, that's enough!" Fred had nearly lost it. "She's gone okay? Faith is dead and now we have a bigger problem to deal with!"
Wesley looked at her in shock. No one ever understood Faith. She had always been 'the problem' more so, 'his problem'. "How dare you make it sound like Faith was a thorn in our side! You have no right to belittle her death!"
Fred became silent.
"Just chill out Wes okay? We're all really uptight right now." Gunn said.
They all sat in silence as the city around them overflowed with darkness. Every crevice had become a dwelling place of evil and anger. Buildings and offices were now heaping piles of ash and exquisite restaurants were now vampire-infested hangouts.
"So where do we go from here?" Wesley asked to no one in particular.
They all waited.
Suddenly, Conner perked and stood up. "Buffy…" he said.
"What?" Gunn looked at him.
"Faith may be dead, but we haven't run out of slayers yet." He said boldly.
Fred, Wesley, and Gunn looked at each other, then back at Conner.
"Conner…Buffy was put through hell last time this happened. What makes you think she'll come?" Wesley softly asked.
Conner didn't know what to say. He'd never met Buffy and his father had barely talked about her with him.
"Because she loved him…and maybe she still does."
Wesley looked at the boy. He was eager and ready, and he looked so hopeful. Maybe this could work after all. A weak smile came to his face.
"Conner, find Buffy's number in Angel's room." He ordered.
"The phones are all dead."
Wesley sighed. "In that case, Gunn get the car. We're taking a trip to Sunnydale."
What do you think of my intro? I can tell that I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this! Please review! I need all the constructive feedback I can get at this point!