"Bored now." They said in unison, circling each other. Their eyes said other things though. Realising that they had both said the same thing, their brows furrowed.

"JINX!" They blurted, again at the same time. A look of incredulousness covered Willow's distorted features. Similarly, a look of skepticism and wariness covered Faith's.

In the cold night air, Faith could sense hot breath approaching the back of her neck. She turned to face Xander, who was looking straight past her at the monster that had killed his love.

Xander's features were inversely equal to Willow's. Once she had been turned her face went from a pale glow to glowing paleness, as if her skin finally belonged to her. She embraced her wild side and found makeups and hair colours that embraced her internal demonic side. Whereas Xander had aged overnight after he had lost her. He looked weary and harsh, his hair mostly gone, and the bags under his eyes starting to crease in line with his crow's feet. A lot had changed in a month.

Xander walked towards Willow, not entirely noticing Faith, who had feigned standing her ground before moving out of his way when she realised he didn't care.

"I want you."

"Aww, but you're not a slayer. Do you even think you'd stand a chance?"

"Not like that. I don't want you dead. I want you back, Will."

He was no more than a foot away from her now. His gaze was at her face, but you couldn't be blamed for thinking it was at his own shoes.

She walked towards him slowly, seductively. She shook her head lazily and allowed her human face to appear. As she closed the distance to a step, Xander ripped at his collar, exposing his bare neck.

"Take me with you. I don't care where we go, just don't leave me."

A single tear rolled down his cheek. Willow caught it and traced it down to his throat.

"Sorry," she said, slashing at his jugular with her newly sharpened nails. "You're way too weak to be mine again."

Faith rushed her, stake in hand, blind with rage.

As she licked the blood off of one hand, she gripped Faith's neck with her other. Her gaze slowly turned to Faith, "Now, this is more my speed."

Her face morphed back into that of the demon, as she swiftly plunged her teeth into the slayers unwilling neck.