Disclaimer (cause I totally forgot it): I don't own Buffy, Faith nor any of the characters/names/places etc etc from the BtVS franchise. Just my own thoughts and concepts.
CRASH
CHAPTER FOUR
"Hey."
Buffy looks up from her spot on the bed. "Hi. Who was at the door?"
"Uh, just one of the guys. Dropped off my bag." Faith internally cringed at how easily the lie came out. She didn't want the drama, but she knew lying wasn't the way to go either. With a frustrated grunt she falls onto the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"Cordelia dropped off the bag."
"Who?!"
"And we made plans to hang out this weekend."
"Then you're canceling them."
"Come on, B. She's my best friend."
"She's your ex." The blonde corrects. "Your ex who hates me and very much wants to get back together with you."
"Cor doesn't hate you. She just doesn't understand every thing. I promise, I'll set her straight this weekend."
Buffy cuts her eyes to the other girl. "I still don't like the thought of you two being along together."
Faith leans over and kisses her. "I know, but I'll make it up to you." She tries to kiss her again, but Buffy pushes her back.
"What? You're turning me down?"
Buffy rolls her eyes. "Dave and your mom are just down the hall."
"And what do you think they're doing?" The second the question is out of her mouth Faith's face drops and she lets out a disgusted, shuddering breath. "Let's just go patrol now."
The amused blonde follows her.
"I bet your mom's pretty vanilla. Or maybe she's like, totally into toys?" Buffy teases the younger girl.
"Slayer or not, if you don't stop it I'm gonna hurt you."
Buffy bursts out laughing. "I'm sorry, but you're the one who said it."
"It was an accident. I'm scarred for life and you're making-" Faith stops when the shorter girl holds her arm out to block her way.
About 50 feet away is a circle of five hooded demons. Their heads are bowed and in the middle of the circle is a naked man. His arms held out, head thrown back, silently mouthing words. The intricate markings on his body begin to glow a reddish color as smoke slowly moves around him.
"Take your bow and hide."
"What?! They're right there. Let's just go get them."
"Two against six, Faith. I know you're getting better at hand to hand, but you can't take three demons on your own."
The brunette scoffs and nocks one of her arrows before letting it fly through the air. It enters the back of the neck of the nearest demon and half exits through the front. The demon instantly drops and Faith smirks at Buffy.
"Don't know about you, but I'm down to two against one." Buffy rolls her eyes.
The remaining demons and the man turn to them.
"Kill them. Now!" The man's rough, demonic voice screams out.
While Buffy rushes into the thick of things Faith stays where she is and readies another arrow. This time taking aim at the nearest demon's knee and Buffy uses her sword to quickly take off his head. Two of the remaining demons moved towards the Slayer while the other moved towards Faith. So far the man had stayed back.
She manages to hit him in the arm, but his anger at being disturbed propels him forward. He grabs her and throws her as hard as he can. She doesn't land too far away from the man and first fallen demon. The man simply gives her a smile. Her demon comes behind her and kicks her so hard she spins in the air before hitting a headstone. She waits until the demon moves closer to her before quickly unsheathing the small dagger strapped to her ankle and repeatedly stabbing it in the chest.
The man's obsidian eyes flash as he moves over to her and picks her up by the neck. Instantly Faith starts to see spots. Her attempts at getting away were pointless and didn't phase him at all. Just as she's about to give up Buffy's sword comes flying by and slices his head clean off. They both fall to the ground, his markings no longer glowing and the smoke envelopes them both. Faith can't control the coughing and hacking that shakes her body. Buffy helps her up only to have to catch her as she starts to sway.
"You okay?"
"Ugh, that smoke got to the back of my throat. Tastes like ass."
"Heh. Well, I think we should cut patrolling short tonight."
"Agreed." Faith nods. "My ribs are fucking killing me."
"Language, Faith." Buffy automatically admonishes her.
Faith automatically rolls her eyes.