My Hero

As the days past, Bree saw less and less of Buffy and Faith. It seemed that for some unfathomable reason, her short-lived friendship with Faith had ended. Still, Bree had to move on with her life. A friend of Rex's, Marc, had been stopping round to check on Bree in the few months after Rex's death and the two had soon begun dating. It wasn't as if Bree was head-over-heels in love with Marc but he was company and she was lonely.

One warm June evening, the two were taking an evening stroll through the park.

"-and so to conclude, I really do believe it would be beneficial to you to have a gun in the house especially since you're...Marc?"

Bree soon realised she had been talking to nobody as Marc was no longer at her side.

"Marc!" Bree exclaimed in horror as she saw Marc being backed into a wall by a seriously disfigured man. She gasped as she felt an icy hand clamp around her neck from the back. She felt herself being spun around so she was facing an equally disfigured woman. No, she was a monster! Bree shoved the woman with all of her strength but it had zero impact. It was as if she was trying to move a bus with her bare hands. Make that two buses. Bree screamed in terror as the woman growled and smiled sardonically, before leaning down towards her neck. Suddenly there was a blur and her attacker was sprawled fifty feet away. Marc's attacker soon joined her. Bree's mouth dropped open in complete and utter shock as a familiar blonde strode towards the monsters. Bree's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish as the tiny blonde beat the two disfigured people to a bloody pulp and stabbed them with a wooden stick. She gasped and blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't imagining things as they burst into dust. Bree was so enraptured that she didn't even realise when Marc fainted beside her. Buffy smiled triumphantly and turned towards a horror-struck Bree. Her smile soon fell to one of worry. She started to make her way over to Bree and Marc. Bree yelled in warning as at least five more disfigured people ran at Buffy from behind. Buffy swung round, her foot connecting with one of their jaws and she began to fight. More and more monsters appeared and Bree's heart sank as she saw Buffy begin to panic.

"Get out of here!" Buffy shouted to Bree and Marc as she continued to fight.

Bree stayed rooted to the spot.

Bree almost joined Marc on the ground unconscious as another familiar blur came kicking and punching into action. Buffy was an amazing fighter alone but, with Faith, she was unstoppable. The two slayers had dusted all of the vampires in under a minute whilst Bree looked on in horror and awe. They then high-fived each other, their faces flushed and eyes sparkling with excitement and satisfaction before turning to Bree. Their expressions soon became weary. Bree finally managed to speak.

"What in god's name is going on?"

Faith looked at Buffy for support who nodded once to her. She then turned back to Bree.

"Okay, obviously there are some things we need to clear up. Let's go back to yours and we'll explain everything," she hurried on to say. Bree stared at Faith in disbelief before nodding. Buffy picked up Marc from the ground with ease and swung him over her shoulder. Bree suddenly felt very light-headed again. They walked to Bree's in silence, Bree just focusing on putting one numb foot in front of the other.

Bree closed the door behind them as they stepped into her house. Buffy lay Marc down on her couch before sitting stiffly in a chair. Faith sat in another one, equally stiffly. Bree remained standing, her face just as dumbstruck as ever. She then waited for their explanation. Faith and Buffy looked at each other wearily before beginning. They told Bree about what a slayer was and how Buffy was supposed to be the only one. They explained that, after she died for a minute, Kendra was called and that after Kendra was killed, Faith was called. They glossed over the battle with the First and how they won by changing the slayer rule; that there can only be one. Now any girl who had the potential to be called when the next slayer died became a proper slayer and there were lots. They told Bree that, after destroying the hellmouth in Sunnydale, a bunch of other places became hotspots for vampires and the slayers were spread all over the world, each situated in different hotspots. They explained how Faith had been assigned Fairview only Buffy was sent over when it was decided that Faith wasn't doing such a great job. Faith glowered as they explained this. After telling Bree everything, they held their breath, waiting for Bree's reaction. Bree stared dumbly at the slayers before opening her mouth to speak.

"So you two are some sort of superhero?" she said timidly.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Faith smiled, liking comparison. Bree looked as confused as ever but she nodded anyway.

"Of course, this all has to remain a secret. I'm sure you understand that we can't have anyone knowing about this. It will cause total chaos," Buffy hurried to mention. Bree nodded again. She was starting to feel like some sort of nodding dog. Mentally kicking herself, she straightened up and made herself look together.

"Of course I understand. So do you fight...vampires...as a daily occasion?" she said, her voice becoming much calmer.

"Yep, everyday. Actually, you wouldn't happen to have anything to eat? Slaying makes me pretty hungry and h-"

"-Faith!" Buffy interrupted quickly. "I'm sure we can eat something at home. We don't want to bother Bree more than we already have," she continued, giving Faith a warning look.

"No, it's absolutely fine. I just made a lemon meringue cake this morning," she said brightly before hurrying to the kitchen. When she was alone, she grabbed the bottle of wine from her fridge and began to gulp it down. She then took a few deep breaths before cutting two pieces of cake. She could just about overhear the slayers' hushed conversation.

"Faith, you can't just go around saying things like that! She thinks we're crazy enough as it is without you making it sound like killing vampires is a big turn on for you!"

"Chill, B. Bree's cool. She can deal."

"Okay, how did you 'deal' when you were enlightened for the first time about the slayer stuff?"

"Okay, that's different. I was told I was a slayer as well as that there are vampires and demons in the world."

"And how do you think Bree is gonna feel about your past now she knows what you are?"

"What the fuck has that got to do with anything?"

"Well I'm guessing she is going to ask questions and you're going to have to give more accurate answers! Like maybe how you managed to switch our bodies and tried to kill my boyfriend! Everything's different now, Faith."

"Yeah...maybe we'll leave that stuff out... B, have you noticed that Bree's been in there a fucking long time?"

"I was just starting too."

Bree quickly hurried into the room carrying the plates of cake.

"Here we are!" she exclaimed, her mind still reeling about what she had just heard. They ate their cake in silence before quickly leaving Bree's house. Marc soon woke up and offered a few feeble apologies before hurrying out also. Bree was left to think about the nights events.

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