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AN: Aww, y'all are so kind! I love reading your reviews! (Hint, hint) About any relationships, it'll come in due time. Who? You'll have to read to find out! I can swing the guys in leather pants, though, LoL.
CHAPTER 3 - Phantom
It was dark and cold in the room. She didn't mind. It had a bed. It had somewhere she could store food. It had no windows. It was enough.
She didn't deserve a nicer place, she knew. She was nothing. She was evil. A creature of sin.
Her dark hair was pulled into a severe ponytail, secured at the top of her head. It had been allowed to grow out, and now hung halfway down her back, a curtain of waves. Her pale face created a strong contrast to it. She narrowed her large green-brown eyes as they scanned over the page. Her full lips pursed together into a thin line.
Light from a small lamp that barely illuminated what she was reading cast a soft glow over her face, highlighting her strong cheekbones and nose. She was a beautiful girl, and won people's hearts easily.
So very easily.
She shuddered as she read further, recalling her own forays into the deep underworld. She hadn't ever been very successful, even with Buffy's support. The Slayers had just proved too strong for them. Even though one of them had even died once, by her own hands, he had been brought back, and with him, brought another.
It didn't matter, neither she nor Buffy had been killed. They had survived. But she had made the gravest mistake. She had fed on the Slayer when she had killed him. His blood, albeit powerful, had tainted hers. Made her susceptible to him. His lover had cast a spell, reinstating her soul, and she was exiled from Buffy's presence.
So she lived alone. She wasn't a vampire anymore, she wasn't human. She was a phantom that drifted in between both worlds, without a destination, without a home. She was invisible.
Faith was nothing.
AN: Aww, y'all are so kind! I love reading your reviews! (Hint, hint) About any relationships, it'll come in due time. Who? You'll have to read to find out! I can swing the guys in leather pants, though, LoL.
CHAPTER 3 - Phantom
It was dark and cold in the room. She didn't mind. It had a bed. It had somewhere she could store food. It had no windows. It was enough.
She didn't deserve a nicer place, she knew. She was nothing. She was evil. A creature of sin.
Her dark hair was pulled into a severe ponytail, secured at the top of her head. It had been allowed to grow out, and now hung halfway down her back, a curtain of waves. Her pale face created a strong contrast to it. She narrowed her large green-brown eyes as they scanned over the page. Her full lips pursed together into a thin line.
Light from a small lamp that barely illuminated what she was reading cast a soft glow over her face, highlighting her strong cheekbones and nose. She was a beautiful girl, and won people's hearts easily.
So very easily.
She shuddered as she read further, recalling her own forays into the deep underworld. She hadn't ever been very successful, even with Buffy's support. The Slayers had just proved too strong for them. Even though one of them had even died once, by her own hands, he had been brought back, and with him, brought another.
It didn't matter, neither she nor Buffy had been killed. They had survived. But she had made the gravest mistake. She had fed on the Slayer when she had killed him. His blood, albeit powerful, had tainted hers. Made her susceptible to him. His lover had cast a spell, reinstating her soul, and she was exiled from Buffy's presence.
So she lived alone. She wasn't a vampire anymore, she wasn't human. She was a phantom that drifted in between both worlds, without a destination, without a home. She was invisible.
Faith was nothing.