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Avarice, envy, pride,
Three fatal sparks, have set the hearts of all
On Fire.
-Dante Alighieri

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Faith was called as a Slayer.

For the first time since she had been taken from her mother, at least from what Sirius had seen, she looked truly happy. And she loved her watcher that much was clear. She looked up to Lillian and Lillian treated Faith like her own daughter. It seemed not everyone affiliated with the Watcher's Council was as heartless and callous as the men that had taken her.

Faith and Lillian were currently on the trail of a large vampire nest run by a very old, very dangerous vampire.

"Now Faith, Kakistos is not going to be like any other vampire you have faced before and we need to stay on guard."

Faith twirled a stake in her hand casually as she skipped over a fallen log.

"Yeah. Got it. Dangerous."

"Faith," her watcher let out an exasperated sigh. "Kakistos has gotten so old that his hands and feet are cloven. Now, he didn't get to be that old by being careless. He is experienced and powerful. So please, promise me you'll be careful."

Lillian looked genuinely concerned and it was making Faith uncomfortable. She obviously was not used to others caring about her well being.

"Look, I'll be careful Lils'. I'll be as careful as…" she tapped her stake on her chin thoughtfully.

"Umm…someone careful." She made a quick jabbing motion with her stake, "Then I'll stake that old vamp through next week!"

Her watcher assented, "Alright Faith. I just don't want to see you hurt."

Faith avoided her eyes, "I won't be. Promise."

"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep."

The voice caused the two women to start. A snappy dressed black man stepped in front of them, followed in tow by a posse of about twenty vampires.

"Hello ladies sorry to interrupt. But, my name is Mr. Trick and I come on behalf of Kakistos."

The man gave them a cocky smirk and eyed Faith appreciatively.

"You must be the Slayer." He leered at Lillian, "And her Watcher. The Master has been expecting you."

Faith snorted.

"Hear that Lils, 'The Master' is 'expecting' me." She shook her head. "You flunkies gotta get some new lines."

The man sneered as a few of the vampires bum rushed her.

"For Kakistos we live! For Kakistos you'll die!" One of the vampires took a swing at Faith and she expertly dodged the attempt.

"There you go! That at least has some character!"

Sirius was starting to get quite fond of this girl. Well, he enjoyed her quips anyway. She was plucky, it reminded Sirius of himself.

Faith swept the vampire's legs out from under him and before he even hit the ground her stake struck home and he fell to ash.

The others seemed to be a little less foolhardy, holding back. They began to encircle Lillian and Faith growling and shouting threats.

Three vampires came at Faith simultaneously. She blocked the first ones fist, while striking a blow to another's nose. She was not so lucky with the third. The vamp kicked her right to her stomach with all of his strength. Faith was knocked backward onto the ground with a thud and her stake went flying.

Faith struggled back onto her feet fumbling for a new stake from her jacket.

"Don't move Slayer!"

Faith's vision cleared to find that Mr. Trick had planted himself behind her now weaponless watcher and he had a large knife pressed up against her throat.

"Drop your weapon. Now!"

Lillian struggled in his grasp, "Faith, he'll kill me no matter what you do. Don't…"

"Shut up," Trick pressed the knife harder against her skin. Sirius could see the blood start to trickle down her throat.

"Don't hurt her!" Faith shrieked, dropping her stake in a panic.

Trick smirked "Good girl."

He knocked Lillian over the head and she crumbled to the ground.

"Just sort of stupid."

Sirius watched on as Faith was knocked out as well. Cordelia looked down at the two unconscious forms with a sad expression, but said nothing.

"Wakey, Wakey. Eggs 'N Bakey!"

Mr. Trick's voice caused Faith to groan and her eyes fluttered open. She was on a platform in the middle of a reservoir of water.

On the other side of the water sat the master vampire Kakistos, with Mr. Trick at his side. He was tapping his cloven hoofed hand on the arm rest of his chair watching her with a sinister glare.

"So you thought you could just waltz in here and kill me and my men? This is my town slayer. Did you think I wouldn't know that you and your little watcher were up to?"

Faith stood defiantly, "Yeah well, I never gave vampires much credit in the brains department."

Kakistos stood menacingly and bellowed, "And you will pay dearly for that mistake!"

He calmed down and a feral grin spread across his ugly face. He gestured to something moving in the water.

"I started collecting these little beauties a few years back. They are so magnificently brutal; an animal after my own heart."

Sirius could see a massive alligator descending on Faith's platform.

"Ariston here is my favorite. I just spoil him rotten. That's why he's grown so fond of human flesh you see; I am always feeding him our scraps." Kakistos chuckled, "I'm sure he's just dieing to get a taste of you, slayer."

The beast circled the platform and began to snap his jaws at her.

"Balls." Faith cursed.

The alligator made it onto the platform and lumbered toward Faith. She flipped over top of him landing on the other side of the platform. Faith then leapt on top of its back trying to keep the thing under control.

It was a failed attempt however, as the gator then began to barrel roll throwing both itself and Faith off the platform and into the water.

Sirius couldn't see what was happening beneath the water and strained to see if Faith was okay.

Then, Faith and the beast broke through the surface. The gator continued to roll and she was punching the thing upside the head. It tried to bite at her and Faith took the opportunity to grab hold of its bottom and top jaws.

She let out a loud grunt, pulling its jaws apart with all her might. The alligator's jaws let out a deafening crack and his bottom jaw was ripped clean off.

Faith released the now dieing animal which floated away listlessly as blood filled the surrounding waters.

She climbed out of the pool drenched and tired only to come face to face with some of Kakistos' lackeys.

One had a baseball bat which he swung at her head. She dropped down to avoid it and slammed into the vampire pushing him against the wall. He dropped the bat on impact and Faith grabbed it before he could retrieve it.

She broke it over his head and took the broken bat shoving it in his heart. She wrung out her hair out and pulled off her now ruined leather jacket.

Another cadre of vampires ran at her.

Kakistos watched the proceedings in anger. "You will pay for killing my pet, Slayer!"

"Will I?" She punched at large vampire that came at her and kicked another behind her. The large vampire smashed his grubby fist across her face. The other vampires grabbed her from behind and held her in place. She struggled desperately in their grasp.

"Yes." Kakistos smirked, "You will".

Mr. Trick could be seen dragging a battered and tied figure into view.

It was Lillian.

She had blood all over her. She had been noticeably bitten several times, but not enough to kill her. Her clothes were torn and her face was barely recognizable.

Sirius wished he could jump in that instant and curse those damned vampires.

"Lils?"

Faith wilted in the grasp her capturers as she saw her watcher.

The master vampire approached Faith baring his teeth.

"You killed my favorite pet! That can't go unpunished! It requires more than simply killing you." He propped his hoof under her chin, "But, believe me, we will get to that soon enough."

"First, I want to cause you a different kind of pain! You know I do so love seeing human grief! I think killing your watcher will do nicely."

Faith's eyes bulged at the threat and she struggled with a newfound fervor.

Kakistos laughed triumphantly, "Ah yes! It would seem I've found exactly what would cause you the most pain."

Lillian fought to speak, "Faith, I…," then Kakistos took her from Trick and tossing her in front of Faith.

Faith was trying to stop from crying, but was failing miserably.

"Leave her alone you bastard!"

Lillian's eyes looked to Faith pleading, "Run Faith! I'm already…"

Kakistos pulled Lillian to her feet.

"Make her watch." He ordered the vampires holding Faith and they grasped her head roughly to keep her from looking away.

Faith's tears flowed freely and she continued to struggle.

Kakistos grabbed Lillian on both shoulders and pulled her up. He sank his teeth into her already battered neck.

He stopped draining her, tearing her flesh with his jaws causing Lillian let out a shrill scream.

Sirius looked away before he could see the extent of that monster's torture, but he could hear Faith's sobs, which was followed by the sickening sound of tearing bone and sinew.

Sirius shuddered, "Merlin."

Faith let out a searing scream of agony.

Sirius could see tears welling up in Cordelia's eyes, but she didn't look away. He forced himself to look back to see Lillian's remains standing at Faith's feet.

She was shaking and staring blankly at the body.

The vampires pushed her down into the bloody mass that had been her watcher and laughed fervently.

Kakistos knelt across from Faith and her bloodshot eyes found his gleeful ones.

"Your turn." He said with a malicious grin.

Sirius couldn't see her face as it was now shielded by her hair, but he could see her hand clasp around something hidden in her boot.

"No." She spoke flatly and almost devoid of emotion, "It's yours."

Faith let out an inhuman roar and unsheathed her concealed knife. She slashed her knife at Kakistos; who had wrongly assumed that she was both unarmed and in no condition to fight.

The knife struck Kakistos on the right side of his face and went up and through his eye. He screamed in shock and fell backward.

"Kill her!" He howled.

Faith was once again surrounded by vampires. She did not have a weapon that could take them all on and she was running out of options.

She flung her small dagger with pinpoint accuracy into the head of the large vampire that had struck her previously. He bellowed loudly and tried to pull it out, but it was lodged firmly in his skull.

She took the opportunity his panic provided and pushed by him and out of the clutches of Kakistos and his minions.

Then, Faith did exactly as her watcher instructed.

She ran.

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"Alright, Leery…why don't you be a nice little Old One and set Giles down? I'm pissed at him too, but I'd still like to see him breathing." Faith attempted to reason with Illyria.

"You presume to talk down to me?" Illyria's eyes seemed to grow icier, "It offends me that you believe yourself relevant. You and your ilk's strength are a mere pinprick in comparison to the power I once commanded!"

Illyria spat, "You are a primitive with the essence of a demon, but a primitive all the same."

Faith bristled, "I'll show you primitive! I'll shove my primitive stake up your...!"

"Oh bloody hell Slayer! You're not going to save the librarian if you get bent out of shape because blue bird insulted you. She insults everyone, its nothing personal."

"I am afraid the vampire is incorrect. It is…personal," Illyria twitched at the word, "the shell remembers you…and that you tortured Wesley before Winfred Burkle came to meet him. This angers me. It also angers me that it should. He is dead and he should not matter, but he does."

The reminder of her indiscretion against Wesley and his death pained Faith. She could never seem to escape her mistakes, no matter how much she wished too.

Spike looked to the mini-slayers still holding him, "Look, just let me go and Blue will release him."

Giles was beginning to lose consciousness, and his lips were turning as blue as Illyria's.

"Do it.", Faith ordered the girls and they quickly obeyed.

The girls were all a little scared of her and pretty much expected her to go off at any moment. They'd all been spoon fed the stories of Faith the Psycho-Slayer after all.

Illyria dropped Giles and he collapsed gasping for air. The woman from the Coven, Cimerron, went to his aid.

"Where is the other vampire? Where is Angel?" Illyria looked to Spike.

"Dead." Spike said curtly.

The other slayers' eye drifted to Faith at that bit of information, but she ignored their sympathetic glances.

"That is…unfortunate. You and I are all that remain?"

Spike nodded grimly.

Giles watched from the ground.

He'd ignored Angel when he called for help and simply assumed he was evil. He'd been petty and he knew that now. Giles had never gotten over what Angelus had done to him.

He'd murdered Jenny Calendar for god's sake! And how could anyone expect him too forgive that? Jenny had been the love of his life…

Intellectually, he knew Angel wasn't Angelus, but that didn't stop the animosity he felt in his heart.

And it had cost a girl her life. He didn't know if Willow would have been able to reverse the Illyria infection, but he'd never given it a chance.

Cimerron placed her hands gently over his bruising neck and uttered a healing incantation and he felt the swelling dissipate.

"Thank you."

She smiled softly, "You are most welcome Rupert. And do not fret. You are not perfect, but who is? You are a good man. Hubris befalls almost everyone from time to time, blinding us from the truth."

Giles nodded solemnly, but her words did not really make him feel better. If he had not been so stubborn about Angel, current circumstances might be different. Slayers could have been sent to aide him and maybe there would be more survivors than Spike and this Illyria creature.

He turned his attention back to the Old One.

Why had it helped Angel and his people? That did not make sense. It was curious that it would follow the orders of a being it would considered inferior. But he didn't want to ask Illyria or Spike the reason. He was sure that would only lead to more strangulation.

Best leave it an unanswered question.

Faith addressed them all brusquely, "We should set up shop in the Hyperion. It's only a few blocks away and it's got enough rooms for all of us. It's a good base of operations until we get the situation here under control."

She gave Giles a look that indicated she would have a word, or several, to say to him later about what he'd done.

Splendid.

It wasn't every day you got scolded on your morals by a convicted murderer.

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Faith finally stopped running from Kakistos once she found herself in small muggle town called Sunnydale.

There, she found the other slayer. A blonde girl, by the name of Buffy Summers.

"I thought the Slayer legend stated that there could only be one slayer at a time." Sirius was intrigued.

Faith continued her conversation with Buffy's friends.

"God, I could eat a horse! Isn't it crazy how slayin' just always makes you hungry and horny?"

Sirius snickered.

Faith stuffed a piece of muffin into her mouth and the group all turned to look at Buffy with curious expressions.

The blonde looked uncomfortable, "Well, sometimes I crave a non-fat yogurt afterwards."

"I get it."

Sirius turned his attention to the girl who had spoken. He hadn't noticed it before but it was a younger Cordelia.

"Not the horny thing. Yuck! But, the two Slayer thing. There was one, and then Buffy died for like two minutes, so then Kendra was called, and then when she died, Faith was called."

"Ah," now Sirius got it. "So, this Buffy died temporarily causing a fluke in the Slayer line."

The elder Cordelia nodded, "Can't put anything past you."

But, it seemed Faith hadn't escaped Kakistos after all. He had tracked Faith down to Sunnydale and before she could skip town he'd found her.

Faith had been forced to confront him. With the help of the other slayer she'd finally killed Kakistos and avenged her watcher.

That wasn't the end of her troubles. Not by a long shot.

She stayed in Sunnydale with the other slayer. Faith clearly envied the other girl. She had everything that Faith herself never had.

Mainly, Buffy Summers had friends and family. Buffy's mother was everything that her fake mother was not.

Sirius could relate somewhat. While he'd always had an abundance of friends at Hogwarts, most of his family left a little to be desired. He'd always been a little jealous of James in that respect. James' parents were the most loving mother and father anyone could hope for.

There appeared to be and ever growing divide between the two girls. But, this rift between them was less about their differences, and more about their similarities.

As Slayers, they were like two alpha dogs striving for dominance.

They were always in competition; one was always trying to be better than the other. Buffy always seemed to come out on top.

They got along most of the time, but the rivalry between them was always apparent.

They were fighting a few vampires on the way to a packing warehouse where a demon named Balthazar was said to be setting up shop.

"This is where it all changes for her." Cordelia looked sad as they followed Faith and Buffy as they approached the warehouse.

They continued down the alleyway in a jog. An arm grasped Buffy's and she reacted quickly throwing the figure against a dumpster. Faith pulled out a stake reacting on instinct.

"Faith! No!"

She plunged the stake into the heart of the figure before she realized the figure was a human.

Faith dropped the stake and backed away stunned. The man stared at his wound in shock and blood was everywhere.

"Don't move!" Buffy tried to help the man but the wound was simply too severe.

Faith watched on, paralyzed. "I didn't… I didn't know."

"We need to call 911, now!"

Buffy continued try and assist the man, but he began shaking and he fell limp, eyes unseeing.

Faith dragged the protesting blonde out of the alleyway.

Sirius watched as Faith sat in her hotel bathroom silently scrubbing her bloodied shirt. Her tears had dried, but the pain in her eyes still lingered.

Nothing in this girl's life seemed to go her way; everything she experienced only led to more pain.

He wished he could make it stop.

Sirius never thought he would wish such a thing for the offspring of Bellatrix Lestrange. If someone had told him so, he would have laughed in their face and told them he would sooner tongue kiss Severus Snape.

Sirius gagged at the thought. Well, perhaps not. He would sooner give Kreacher a bear hug. Yes, that was more appropriate.

Buffy had come to see Faith in her hotel, after the incident, "Faith, we need to talk about what we're gonna do."

"There's nothing to talk about. I was doing my job."

"Being a Slayer is not the same as being a killer."

Faith ignored her.

"Faith, please don't shut me out here. Look, sooner or later, we're both gonna have to deal."

"Wrong." Faith spat.

"We can help each other." Buffy pleaded.

"I don't need it." Faith placed her wet shirt on an open dresser drawer to dry.

"Yeah? Who's wrong now? Faith, you can shut off all the emotions that you want. But eventually, they're gonna find a body."

"Okay, this is the last time we're gonna have this conversation, and we're not even having it now, you understand me? There is no body. I took it, weighted it, and dumped it. The body doesn't exist." Faith turned away from her.

Buffy looked astonished, "Getting rid of the evidence doesn't make the problem go away."

"It does for me."

Sirius could tell she wasn't sincere in that declaration.

"Faith, you don't get it. You killed a man."

"No, you don't get it." Faith gave a defiant smile, "I don't care!"

Buffy's boyfriend; a souled vampire named Angel, tried to help her. And he might have succeeded if not for the intervention of Faith's new watcher.

Her watcher, a bloke by the name of Wesley Wyndam-Price, discovered what she'd done and informed the Watcher's Council. Their attempt to capture her and do Merlin knows what to her was a dismal failure. It only succeeded in making her worse.

Faith fell fast and she fell hard. She joined the enemy and killed again, but this time it wasn't an accident. Sirius could see she was becoming more and more like her mother with every passing moment.

The transition scared Sirius. It was as if Faith saw no way out; the only option left was the darkness. For all her physical strength, she was so psychologically damaged from her past that she lacked the mental fortitude to come back from that accidental murder in the alley.

What she had become horrified him, but he'd admit her actions were not a travesty entirely of her own making.

But, that didn't make it right. Sirius wanted to knock some sense into her.

Faith tried to kill Angel. Buffy repaid her by stabbing her with her own knife, landing Faith in a coma.

Sirius was aghast at the muggle hospital Faith was placed in. If she had been in St. Mungo's she would have been fine in no time at all. The doctors here acted as though she would never wake up.

The man she'd been working for, this Mayor Wilkins, seemed genuinely upset at her condition.

That was probably a major factor in Faith's descent Sirius imagined. This man, however evil he was, gave her something she'd been lacking after Lillian's death and she'd never really had a father.

She woke up soon enough and after a confrontation with Buffy, she found Angel again in another town.

Faith tried to kill him again and even tortured her former watcher.

The torture of Wesley made Sirius' stomach turn. She was edging ever closer to Bellatrix and it pained him.

She was better than this.

In the end though, Faith continued like this because she was seeking someone to deal her punishment. She wanted to someone so angry that they would be left no other choice.

She wanted someone to kill her.

Angel knew as much.

"I'm not gonna make it easy for you."

Faith soaked from the rain punching him half-heartedly, "I'm evil! I'm bad! I'm evil! Do you hear me? I'm bad! Angel, I'm bad!"

Faith cried and shook Angel pleading, "Please. Angel, please, just do it!"

"Just do it. Just do it. Just kill me. Just kill me."

Angel wrapped his arms around her in a hug and they slumped to the ground. Faith continued to sob and Angel tried to soothe her.

That was how Sirius differentiated Faith/Eris from her mother.

She cared, now matter how much she'd deny it. Faith cared. She felt remorse for what she'd done and the overwhelming pain that came from the realization that she couldn't take it back.

Bellatrix seemed to have no qualms about her actions.

But then, Sirius didn't really know the inter-workings of Bella's mind and he certainly didn't care to. Maybe she did care and she was just a really good actress.

Sirius doubted it. Bellatrix seemed to thrive on torture and murder.

The torture and murders Faith committed had the opposite effect. They seemed to eat at her like an infection. She may have pretended that she enjoyed it, but he could tell she was dieing inside because of it.

That didn't forgive what she'd done. But, it made a substantial difference.

"That it does." Cordelia looked to Sirius clearly hearing his thoughts.

Faith had turned herself in to the authorities and went to prison willingly.

She broke out later with the help of Wesley Wyndam-Price, of all people. He had needed her help defeat a de-souled Angel.

Apparently breaking out of prison was a family trait.

After she had helped get Angel back, Faith went back to Sunnydale and helped Buffy and her friends. There was still animosity there, but it appeared to grow toward a mutual respect.

The entity that they were able to defeat astounded him.

No wonder Voldemort looked like a minor pest to the Watcher's Council.

Also, that show of power on the part of the wicca was down right scary. She activated every potential slayer alive. That was not someone Sirius wanted on his bad side.

"I don't understand Cordelia. Why does Faith need my help? If anyone could help her it would be this Angel, he seemed pretty successful with helping her before…"

Cordelia looked pained, "He's dead."

Sirius raised an eyebrow, "And what exactly am I?"

"You are mostly dead, there's a difference." She seemed defeated, "Also, there's this little issue that Angel signed a contract with a demon law firm before he died. Wolfram and Hart's contracts are legally binding even past the point of death."

Cordelia shook her head frustrated, "Not even the Powers can counteract them. But, believe me they are sure as hell trying. I'm making sure of that. I won't allow Angel to be tormented by those jerks."

"Why me, then?"

"This isn't just about Faith, you know. This is about you too. You and Faith need each other. You both have been lonely for a very long time."

Sirius looked skeptical, "I'm not…"

Cordelia raised her hand to stop him, "You can't lie to me Padfoot. I know that you never had a good relationship with your family growing up and that's a big understatement. Then, your best friend was murdered and you spent 12 years in Azkaban. I think that would make anyone a bit lonely… among other things."

"What?" Sirius glowered, "Are you saying I'm crazy?"

"Oh, don't get your English knickers in a twist! All I'm saying is you two need each other and your both too damn stubborn to admit it."

"I've got Harry, don't I? Remus too. You make it sound like I've been living in a box on the side of the street!"

Cordelia wanted to comment on the somewhat unhealthy relationship between him and his godson but refrained, "Like I said. Stubborn."

"Look, I think it would be good for Faith and yourself if you just help her. Okay? Not only that, the wizarding world is going to need her. And you too, when the time comes. That is something you want, isn't it? To feel needed?"

Sirius conceded, "Alright fine, I will admit that I am curious to meet her and I am itching to get back in the fight against Voldemort... Although from what I've seen…I'm a bit weary on how well she'll receive my offer of help."

Cordelia nodded, "Yeah, I seem to remember receiving an elbow to the face the last time I offered. So, I can understand the apprehension there." She continued, "But, I'll tell you this much. She's may put up a fight, but Faith has grown since her Dark Slayer days. So, that fight will be more verbal than physical."

Cordelia murmured under her breath, "Most likely."

"So, when do I leave for this auspicious undertaking?"

She smiled, "Getting to be that time."

Cordelia put her hands on his shoulders, "After this, you won't be seeing me. So, I want to wish you good luck."

Sirius smiled wanly, "I'm going to need it."

"Got that right, dog-boy." Cordelia teased.

Then, Sirius felt a pull downward and his body felt heavy.

"You can tell Faith I sent you if you like. But, I'm not sure how well that little revelation would be received. She might think I sent you as punishment."

She winked, "And maybe I did. You are sort of a pain."

Sirius let out a barking laugh.

Cordelia poked him lightheartedly, "Now, you take care of her. And yourself too, I'd hate to see you back here."

"I'll do my best." He nodded and felt the pull more strongly.

Sirius Black was off to find his long lost cousin.

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