Chapter 2

AN: Thanks for the reviews! I'm not really sure what to write for the story to progress. I don't know why. It's kinda hard. I'm having trouble…thinking. Guess my head just isn't in the right place these days. Hope you enjoy this chap!

(To mythiclioneheart): It's totally not creepy for you to think that we might have been goofy friends. To tell you the truth…I think so too. ;)

Sarah's POV

This strange woman still have both her hands on my shoulders. Her eyes still on mine as she continue to stare at me as if looking for answers. She even called me 'Buffy.' Do I look like a Buffy? And what kind of name is that anyway? I would have laughed right here but I can't because I'm terrified of this woman holding me. She doesn't look like it but…I can tell that she's strong and smart too. Street smart that is…

She let go of my shoulder but still kept her eyes on me. Hey…two can play that game…

"Hey Faith! Finally found ya! What the hell…huh?"

A skinny blonde hair man said as he stood by the woman. He was panting at first but when he noticed that his friend is looking at me…he looked too. He gasped as he looked at me. Probably because he knows me. Finally! A man who watches TV!

"Buffy? I-is that…you? You're back!"

Who the hell is this Buffy person? Do I really look like her for them to think I'm her? Geez…some people here are blind and dumb!

"It's…It's not her…"

The woman said as she turned away from me and faced the skinny man. Her name is Faith…that's what the man said. Finally! She noticed that I'm not that 'Buffy' person!

"The hell are you saying? That's her! It's Buffy!"

This skinny man is really stupid! He should just listen to his friend and stop calling me 'Buffy.'

"I said it's not her! Leave her alone! We don't have time for this shit! Let's go."

Geez…that woman is scaaaaary. I thought she was…I don't know…kind what with her looking at me with those gentle eyes. But from the way she barks…now I know you shouldn't judge anyone from the way she looks.

Faith walked away as the man looked at me for awhile and then followed his friend. I just stood there for awhile frowning.

"Geez…they didn't even escort me to my car. What rude people!"

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"I'm getting confused who the beast or the beauty is…"

Shawn said as he frowned crossing her arms to his chest.

"You and me both kid…"

I sighed and shook my head as I remember both of them. They really have the same attitude. I felt someone tugging my hand and I turned to look at Sam who was pouting.

"Daddy…continue the story…"

"Uh…right. Anyway…when Sarah went home to her mansion…Steven, her butler, asked why she was late in coming home. The truth slipped from her mouth and he told him that he was almost attacked by a man. She didn't tell him about the little rescue though. She immediately stopped herself knowing quite well that Steven would probably do something about it. You see…Steven is very protective of her because her parents entrusted her to him. She was right when she thought that Steven would do something about it…because the very next day…"

(S)

Sarah's POV

"YOU WHAT?"

"I've send fliers all over Boston to find a suitable bodyguard for you. I was thinking that someone in the outside would be appropriate. They have more experience in fighting which is good for protecting you…"

Now I'm starting to wish that I had closed my fucking mouth yesterday. I don't want a stranger to follow me around everywhere I go! I want my privacy!

"I don't need a bodyguard! Take those stupid fliers and burn them!"

"I'm sorry…but I gave them away yesterday. Too late to take them away…"

"Maybe I should take you away instead!"

"You don't have the right though…I have it in contract…"

Okay…I am so going to his room and find that damn contract and burn it! I'm thinking that my parents are responsible for this contract thing. They probably know that I might get tempted in firing Steven's butt outta here! They made a smart move there. I couldn't help but grit my teeth as he smile at me. I turned away from him and began to go towards the bathroom saying…

"Do what you want! But I still don't like it!"

"I know…"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes sensing that he is probably smiling as he watch me head towards the bathroom. I hope that when I get home later…I'd forget about this whole damn bodyguard thing!

(P)

"And so…as Sarah went to work…Steven have been organizing the men that are gathering at the back yard. Many seemed to be coming. That's when he decided to plan his next move in order to get the right bodyguard for Sarah. He decided that a tournament is in order."

"A…tournament? What kind of tournament dad?"

"Much like the game you play. You know…fighting."

Shawn's eyes went wide and he smiled.

"Cool! So what happened?"

"Well…he didn't know that the girl who saved Sarah was there. Together with his friend…"

(S)

Faith's POV

I turned to look at everyone gathering as a person in front is speaking about a tournament thing. I wasn't surprised to see that I was the only girl here. I don't care really. I'm just here to find someone…

"Wow…I think there are over fifty people gathered here. You think one of Stan's men is here?"

I continue to look around hoping to see someone from Stan's group.

"I'm sure of it. We gotta find him, get our stuff back and get the hell outta here."

"Right."

Spike nodded as he looked around too. I turned to him and remember why we were here in the first place. I felt angry at him again…

"You know…it's your fault were here in the first place."

"Whoa! I think I've said a hundred times yesterday that it wasn't my fault!"

"It is your fault! If you didn't left our money inside the motel…it wouldn't have been stolen!"

"How should I know that were going to get robbed here?"

"We're in Boston! This is the place where Stan's group is! You know that he'll do anything for you to suffer!"

And ain't that the truth? Stan was Spike's rival back then when we were still in the thieving business. There are two groups that ruled the darkness. Spike's and Stan's. We decided to go here to get all of Spike's money which was in the old warehouse where we used as a hideout. After taking it, being stupid and all…Spike left all our money…inside our motel room. When we got back, we found our room completely trashed and in the wall written… 'Thanks for the money Spikey old boy!' We knew instantly that Stan was behind it.

"Yeah well…I thought he forgot about me."

"As long as the scar in his face doesn't fade…he won't forget about you…"

That's the other reason why Stan hates him so much. Spike gave him a huge scar. Right through his left eyebrow…ending at his chin. Heh…if I was also given a scar like that…I would probably find the person responsible for it and make him bleed for it.

"Alright, alright! Could we just focus on what we're supposed to do here?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes on him and looked around again. That's when I saw a tattoo. An 'S' shaped tattoo. Right on the hand. That's the sign for being in Stan's group. I kept my eyes on the hand and started to move towards it…but was blocked by another person. I turned to the person. He was dressed in a black tuxedo. The hell?

"You're going top participate the tournament?"

I wanted to kill this man for making me lose the person with the tattoo. I glared at him.

"Yeah…wanna try me?"

I think I scared him off as he handed me a ball and walked away. Still with a glare…I looked at the ball which was numbered as 12. Spike's number was '24.' I wonder what the hell is this for?

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"And so the tournament began. Faith and Spike fought against everyone that came across them…and at the same time…they would check the hand of each beaten people. That is…until there were only ten of them. Steven called it the semi finals. Unknown to him…Sarah had gotten home...exhausted by her work."

(S)

Sarah's POV

Ugh. God…I'm so tired. That damn Randy kept us up telling us that the scene was not good enough. I almost went to him and yell at him. It was a good thing that he told us to go home or else I would have slapped him right there and then! I slowly made my way towards the front door and am almost tempted to say to Steven to get his butt here and carry me upstairs. That is until Rosa; our maid came to me and greeted me. I asked her where Stevie is and she said…

"Oh he's right out of the backyard with you're soon to be bodyguards…"

I couldn't help but groan. He really is serious about that bodyguard shit! I nodded my head to Rosa and told her I'll be in my room to rest for awhile. She nodded her head and started walking away as I slowly made my way towards the stairs. I don't know why…but I was tempted to see what kind of bodyguard Steven chose for me. I looked out the window that they were in a horizontal line listening to Steven. It kinda looks like a military to me with Steven as the General or…whatever. I looked at the men that are listening to him talk. I almost gasped when I saw the woman from yesterday on the end of the line with her skinny friend.

'She's…also…here?'

All thoughts of going to my room faded as I continue to look at the mysterious woman. She had that glare again on her eyes. That hard and cold look. She had a few bruises on her face which made me think how in the world could she survived what they done? I for one couldn't survive that kind of thing…but…seeing her look…it kinda looks like she for one is a survivor. That kinda makes me wonder what kind of life she had…

(P)

"Faith and Spike were victorious in the semi finals. Faith did fought against the guy with an 'S' in his hands and continue to beat him up for answers. The guy who really didn't know what Faith was talking about continues to block Faith's movements. Soon enough, Faith realized that she was beating the wrong person as she looked at the tattoo more closely. Sure it was an 'S'…but it was a snake. That wasn't the mark that Stan's group has…"

"What did she do?"

"She was going to ask for forgiveness when the man immediately ran out of the mansion. I guess Faith scared him. So it was Faith and Spike who's left in the yard…"

(S)

Sarah's POV

I decided to go out to the yard as the woman and her friend started circling the yard. I guess Steven wants only one to be my bodyguard. But I think these two would do…being my slave. I grinned at the thought as I walked outside. Both of them turned to me and again they have this shocked expression. Steven turned to me.

"Oh…you're back. Good to see you early. It's been a long time since I've seen you in this time…make me wonder if a storm is coming."

I rolled my eyes at him as I walked towards the two people staring at me with a shocked faces.

"Yeah, yeah…I don't want to hear your crap."

I stopped beside Steven as he grinned at me for awhile then turned towards the two fighters.

"So…These two are the only one's left?"

He nodded and frowned as he saw their faces. The woman's face changed to a glare. I kept my smile and looked at Steven.

"They'll do."

"Both of them? I know you're against bodyguards…so I decided only just one…and now you want two of them?"

"Yeah. Got a problem with that?"

I raised my eyebrow at him and he just shook his head confused. I turned to the two friends. The woman is still glaring at me that made me shiver a little. Such a cold and wild look she's got…

"I've got a problem with it! We're gonna refuse the offer. Sorry…but we didn't come here to be bodyguards…"

Oh really? No one can refuse what I want. What I want…is what I get. I raised my eyebrow at her challenging her.

"Even if I'll pay you 3,000 a week?"

"No deal…"

"Make it 4,000…"

"No…"

"How about 5,000?"

"The hell? Don't you understand the meaning of 'no'?"

This woman is really starting to tick me off.

"6,000…that's my last offer…"

"I said n-"

She was cut off by her friend as he covered his hand on her mouth smiling at me.

"Uh…excuse us for a minute…"

I nodded my head and he dragged his friend away whispering. I don't know what they were talking about…but I know they won't let this offer pass. I noticed Steven was looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I turned to him and frowned.

"What?"

"How come they're much more expensive than I am?"

"They're protecting me…"

"Aren't I protecting you too?"

"No…you're protecting the house…"

"And Rosa?"

"She's protecting the kitchen. A lot of difference right?"

He mumbled out something which I really don't want to know and turned to look at the two friends who are whispering. The woman is still struggling against the idea. I think it's about 3 minutes until they finished their talk and came towards us.

"We'll take the offer."

The skinny man said and I couldn't help but look at the woman who was glaring at the ground mumbling something. I ignored her mumbling and raised my hand to the skinny man offering him a hand shake.

"Good to have you around…uh…"

He took my hand and smiled.

"Spike…the name's Spike…"

What kind of a name is Spike? I think that's a name for a dog or something...I nodded and let go of his hand and turned to the woman also offering a handshake.

"And you are?"

She turned to me her eyes still cold.

"Faith…I don't do handshakes…."

Okay…she's really pissing me off. I'm trying to be nice here for a change and she's trying to be a pain in the ass! What the hell did I ever do to her to piss her off like that?But I can't let her know that I'm pissed…so I just go with a smile.

"I'm Sarah by the way…and since you're working for me now…you first job is to get the blood stains off in the yard! Steven, help them out. This is your fault in the first place!"

I turned towards the house making my way inside. I heard Faith hissed out a 'bitch' which made me smile. Yep…I am a bitch…but I can tell that Faith is also a bitch. It takes one to know one. Guess we're both going to bitch each other for a looong time…