Tru
was confused with the situation unfolding in front of
her. "Look
maybe I should go…"
"No," Buffy said vehemently. "Don't you move a muscle"
"Look,
Buffy," Tru said in a mocking tone, "I don't know who you
are
but do you start talking to me like you talk to your British
friend
here."
"Oh that's it," Buffy said as she tried to make her way past Giles.
"No wait,"
Giles said as he grabbed Buffy's arm. "Remember when the
council
took Faith away?" He whispered her in her ear. "Well,
this
is what's left."
Buffy's eyes widened at the realization.
Tru was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable
in the
situation. "Look all I really need is to talk Mr.
Giles here, and
I'll be on my way."
"What the hell did they do to her?"
"Buffy we'll talk about this some other time."
The blonde folded her arms. "No,
we talk about this now, with her
here."
"I'm sorry," Tru interjected, "But what is going on?"
Buffy nodded to Giles. "You're on."
"No Buffy I'm under…"
The blonde moved menacingly closer to the
English man. "Look
Giles," she said in a low whisper,
"you know I would never hurt
you. But right now, my patience
is really being tried. If I don't
get an amazing explanation about
this Faith clone right now…"
Giles put his hands up,
stopping her. "Very well. Ms Davies, if
you would sit down,
there's something I'd like to explain to you."
Tru
hesitantly made her way over to the table and took the seat
across
from Buffy. She refused to look at the blonde girl. The
severity
of her gaze was making Tru nervous.
Giles
removed his glasses and paced in front of the two young women
seated
at the table. "Well let's see. Where to start. Alright,
first
of all, Ms Davies, in every generation…"
"Alright
I get it," Tru said, frustrated by the entire
situation.
"Faith, this Slayer, turned evil, tried to kill everyone
and
was then captured by the Watcher's Council. And you haven't
seen
her since. So how exactly do I fit into this scenario?"
Giles
approached the brunette and knelt down to her level. "It's
what
happened to Faith after being taken by the Council. They
erased
her memory with magic, and instilled her with a new one.
They gave
her a family, all composed of people who formally worked
for the
council."
"Well, that's great for Faith then,"
Tru said, "she got a second
chance. Now what the hell does
this have to do with me?"
Buffy let out a frustrated
sigh. She'd never hated the council more
than she did in this
moment.
"Well they gave her a brother, sister and an
estranged father. And
they gave her a new name: Tru. Rather an
ironic choice."
Tru's eyes widened. "That's
ridiculous. I…I have memories and…"
She stood up and
backed away from the British man.
"They're fabricated, not real at all."
"No, no, this is…this is all
bullshit," Tru said as she headed to
the door.
"Wait, Ms. Davies," Giles said as he prepared to go after her.
Buffy
stood up and stepped in front of him. "I think you've
done
enough," she said coldly as she followed the brunette
out of the
door.
