Title: A New Journey
Author: Skylirjames aka Alexolson1986 aka babyblueeyes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Buffy or Angel, i am just borrowing them. They belong to joss whedon, paramount, mutant enemy, and all those other writers that created the buffy and angelverse. The only thing i own is the story idea and the few originals.
Pairing: Faith/Buffy, some Buffy/Satsu
Summary: When their rivalry came to a head, something precious got left behind.
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Chapter 1
Faith walked down the street pulling her coat tighter around her as the cold winter wind picked up, her dock martins crunching through the snow as she continued her trek up and down the cold streets of LA. Her right hand clutching the stake hidden in her jacket sleeve as her left clutched the small bump that was her stomach protectively. Ever since the disappearance of Angel and his crew and the destruction of Sunnydale five months ago Faith had been holed up in LA by herself protecting the city from all that went bump in the night.
Currently she was in the middle of tracking a master vampire that had entered her city and had begun recruiting the vamp and non vamp population. While it was supposed to be harder being just her self to defend the city, Faith had the one advantage of a certain redheaded witch in her back pocket that made her predicament a lot easier. Turning into one of the many alley ways that LA held the dark slayer jumped up a fire escape and made her way to an apartment roof top.
Standing on the edge of the roof Faith placed her right hand to her ear speaking into the microphone/headset that she wore.
"I am at the half way mark about to head east towards the drop off point, Copy riding hood?"
"Loud and clear dark angel, head east for three miles till you hit the red light district, from there it should be all lighted up and ready for you to penetrate….And Faith…"
"Yeah red?"
"Be careful…riding hood out."
Faith nodded silently in the dark as the communication cut out. It had been a long and semi lonely five months since the Scoobs and slayer brigade shuffled off to Scotland, her only link and communication being Willow. Moving to the black bag resting against the roof edge Faith loaded up on weapons as she got ready for battle. Her mind moving back to five months ago when this whole thing had started, unshedable tears springing to her eyes as she remembered what had gone down.
Flashback
Five months ago, two days after the fall of Sunnydale.
A yellow Sunnydale high school bus pulled up in front of the Hyperion Hotel coming to a complete stop out side the hotels double doors. Turning the engine off Giles opened the bus door to let his weary children and the newly made slayers out of the cramped vehicle to stretch their legs. A weary smile crossing his face as each one passed him with a bag in their hand reminding the old watcher of the ones that didn't make it and the responsibility that was now thrust upon his charges shoulders.
Standing he opened his mouth in an attempt to inform the two original slayers, Willow and Xander that they had arrived at the Hyperion but was cut off by Andrews incessant whining. Exiting the bus with a sigh of exasperation Giles made way to control the chaos that was breaking out outside.
Moaning softly in her sleep Buffy snuggled deeper into the warmth that surrounded her, a smile crossing her face as it enveloped her completely the smell of black cherries and smoke reaching her nostrils making the blond slayer relax more as she forgot all about war, death, and responsibilities. Twitching her nose as something soft and wispy tickled it the blond slayer sighed in dissatisfaction as whatever it was persisted to tickle said nose making it itchy. Reaching her hand up to itch her nose, Buffy frowned as instead of her nose she found something soft and squishy instead.
"Mmm…a little harder B." A husky voice reached the blond slayers ears making Buffy's eyes snap open in shock. Removing her body as far back as possible as if she had been burned Buffy felt her cheeks burning as she realized that she had accidentally felt up her sister slayer while she had been sleeping.
"F –Faith…um…w- what…we…you….." Buffy stuttered trying to find words that seemed to be failing her only to be interrupted by a certain red head.
"Hey Buff, aren't you coming?" Willow smirked as she saw a confused look on her friends face, it looked like hers had fifteen minutes ago when she had been woken up by the arguing and general chaos that was happening earlier outside.
She had woken up Xander and was going to wake up both Buffy and Faith but Faiths warning look let the red head know that she should let her friend sleep for now. Both she and Xander had exited the bus and helped Giles and the rest of Angel's crew get everything under control. It had taken about an hour or so to wrangle everybody into groups and get it all organized.
When all was said and done it seemed that everyone had forgotten about the two original slayers who were still sleeping in the bus. Willow being Willow, took the responsibility upon herself to wake the slayers, although walking into find her best friend feeling up Faith was not what she had expected to see. Her smirk widening at the blonds confused look willow gestured to the Hyperion with the tilt of her head.
"We've arrived at Angels place, everyone's been wondering where you guys have been. And Faith," Willow spoke addressing the dark haired slayer, "Lorne has been looking for you, he keeps talking about a white Russian with your name on it."
Faiths expression made Willow want to giggle but the redhead controlled her self knowing that it wouldn't be appreciated. Letting the dark girl pass the red head waited till the brunette was in the hotel before turning to her best friend with a raised eyebrow and a mischievous smirk on her face. Willow bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing at the glare she was receiving from the temperamental blond.
"Not a word." Buffy growled, as she stomped past the red head, her cheeks burning in embarrassment.
End Flashback
Faith took a running start jumping to the next roof top, landing on her feet three blocks from her destination. Turning to face the city in all its lights and glamour a small smile of bliss spread across Faiths face for a brief moment her left hand unconsciously rubbing her stomach before the slayer came back in full force. Turning serious Faith took out her broad sword and with a running start jumped from building to building till she came to a dead end.
Black eyes scanning the surroundings Faith ducked, as a faint whistling penetrated her super hearing, feeling an arrow fly over her head. Flipping off of the building Faith landed on the street only to be overwhelmed by vampires. Slipping out of her jacked the dark slayer went to work, dodging kicking and sliding along the ice covered pavement using the elements to her advantage as she slayed the lot of them till it was just her and one other. Facing off with her opponent Faith smirked as her brown eyes met with ice blue her guard dropping as she put away her weapons.
"Nice of you to join me smurfette, though you're a little late to the party don't you think?" Faith questioned with a small sliver of amusement in her voice.
"You still have yet to explain to me how you are able to evade me slave, but the half breed asked me to protect you so protect you I shall." Illyria spoke stepping out of the shadows a calm look on her face.
"Whatever" Faith smirked as she moved down the alleyway with the god king following behind her.
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Walking into the Hyperion around sunrise, Illyria was met with the usual sight of every night, the demon Lorne, the red witch, and Tyler a stubborn half breed who refused to be a good pet like the leech named Spike asleep in chairs and on the couch waiting for their arrival. Ignoring the sleeping bodies the god king turned and headed up the stairs to the incubation room where the slave girl Faith would birth and care for her offspring.
Though she was still learning this new world with out a guide, Illyria did have memories that had belonged to the shell she now occupied. It was the 'feelings' that she had a problem dealing with especially when it came to the one she carried in her arms. While the god king tolerated the others it was Faith that intrigued her. Unlike the other slaves that Illyria had known before, this one had a connection to her guide Wesley and the half breed Angel. Some where in her mind Illyria supposed she held affection for the girl the only problem being that she had no basis to compare it too. Begrudgingly she admitted to her self she needed a new guide in this world.
Placing the sleeping girl on the bed gently, Illyria transformed back to the shell's image and headed down stairs, imitating Fred's mannerisms as she went to wake up everyone downstairs.
"Hey ya'll whose up for breakfast, wakey, wakey, you know I hear that the new diner down the street was serving Chinese food. " Stopping mid rant seeing that her original plan wasn't working Illyria did the next best thing. With a calm look to her the god king changed back to her perfect state, opened her mouth and sung while starring at Lorne, a look of satisfaction crossing her face as the Empath jumped awake yelling for the love of the PtB for her to stop.
TBC
