A/N: This is my first story. This is just the first chapter so far, so I'm kind of trying the site out with it. Your reviews are welcome.
Breaking Point
Chapter 1: This is my life
"Come back here jerk," Faith screams while chasing the ugly vamp. The vampire wasn't just ugly in the ridgey way, but was not even slightly attractive alive. She gains on the non-hottie vamp, her dark hair flailing in the wind. She was always an extremely fast runner, the fastest person she knew. "You are so mine, buddy."
The vamp does a flip off a headstone and is behind her giving a swift kick to her back. She is instantly on the ground, but not for long. She is up with ease and grace—now facing her opponent.
"Why do you guys always think you can get away," She mumbles while throwing a nice left hook into the vamps face. "Then you think you can just throw some punches," Then kicking him in the face with her left leg and quickly giving a roundhouse with her right. The vamp is on the ground and kind of pissed. With a roar he jumps up and plants his right fist right into her left cheek sending her staggering back. She doesn't lose her cool just gives him a flying jump kick square into his chest. He's on his back and that's when she makes her move. She pulls out a wooden stake and jabs it into his chest turning him into tiny bits of dust.
"That's the third vamp tonight. I'm so glad I didn't have to share with Buffy," Faith says with a smile. She's always thought of any slay made by Buffy sort of a waste. She's never really enjoyed it. Not like Faith anyways. Sure, she's doing some good in the world. Mostly she's just in it for the ass-kicking part.
With that she heads home to her crappy little motel room in the worst part of town. She's never really been accustomed to nice things, but she wouldn't mind having something decent for a change. Oh well, this is my life, and fate made it that way, she thinks to herself. Screw you fate; at least I got some kick-ass skills out of this crappy deal, her thoughts continue. I can at least I'm five by five.