Chapter 3 - Escape [pic]
Drusilla bit hard into Faith's neck. Faith screamed and tried to escape. Clenching on to the straps struggling to break them free. Blood was pouring down her neck and she could feel her self-getting weak.
She thought about all that had happened with the council messing with her all these years and all the rage came into her, as she broke free from the straps. She freed her hand and smacked Drusilla across the room. Charles and the other security guards tried to hold her down but Faith was too furious with rage. She shoved them all out of the room and ran for her life!
"Damn it. Where the hell is the exit!" Faith said to herself searching for the corridor she came in, in. Just then she noticed the sign she had seen before. She ran down the hallway holding her neck to keep the blood in. Her hand was red and she was leaving a trail of blood as she walked. A dead- end. "Wait a minute, this is a hidden door. What was the code? It has to be something about watchers and slayers." Faith thought. She thought about all that she had gone through with training. Everything that her first watcher had taught her. Something must have been it because the door swung open and Faith ran to the exit, but the exit led to the roof, where she had come in. She then ran up the stairs to the roof.
Somewhere along the line the trail of blood had stopped and they had lost track of her. She needed a place fast to escape. She tore her shirt and rapped it around her neck to stop the bleeding and searched for the stairs leading to the street. Just then the door swung open and they came running out after her.
"Faith, Stop! We want to help you." Charles proclaimed.
"How? By making me a vampire? How will that help me?" Faith asked.
"Your strong Faith, by becoming a vampire and working alongside the council you can do."
"Good? Yeah right. More like I can kill off all the people on your watcher hit list. Sorry Charles, but your not gonna take me alive!"
Just then Faith jumped off the roof and landed in a trash bin on the street below.
"Fire, Fire!" Charles screamed as his men shot at Faith."
Faith ran down the street not know where to go. The watchers then lost sight of her. And she was gone.
Faith sat in an abandoned ally. Cold and holding on to her bleeding neck.
"What am I gonna do?" She though.
"Who do I know that lives in England? Giles! Wait I cant see Giles. He'll turn me in for sure.
Well he's my only hope."
She walked down the street to a local café and asked if she could use their telephone book.
She looked up Giles name and found his address.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
Faith stood out side Giles door waiting for him to answer. She then saw him walk around the corner to the door. She also saw the expression on his face when he saw her standing there.
"Faith? I would advise that you leave right now before I phone the police." Giles said bitterly.
"Giles its ok. I need help! Please let me in."
"Ha Ha Ha, why would I ever invite you in. Are you forgetting that you tried to kill me?"
"Giles please. I was released from prison. I'm better now."
"Well how in the world did you get to England?"
"The Council. They took me and tried to kill me. Drusilla. They had her try to sire me." Faith said.
"Oh dear lord, Faith come in." Giles said as he opened the door.
Faith came in and he sat on the couch. Giles ran into the bathroom and grabbed some tissues and a band-aid.
"Now Faith, what did they tell you?"
"They said they wanted to put me in Rehab, then they drugged me and stuck Dru on my neck!"
"Faith it's not safe for you here. The council will find you and they will kill you. How did they find you anyway?"
"A man, Charles. He got me out of the slammer and brought me here."
"Charles Bancroft? Damn!" Giles said.
"What, do you know him?" Faith asked.
"He was a colleague of mine. Very twisted he is. You should have never trusted him. Faith the only thing we can do now is getting you out of England."
"How?" Faith asked.
"I'll put you on a plane back to Sunnydale."
"NO! I can't go back there. Buffy. She'll never trust me."
"Faith, you underestimate Buffy."
"No Giles, anywhere but Sunnydale."
"Well how about LA, You can stay with Angel?" Giles asked.
"That'll be okay I guess, but what about Wesley, he doesn't trust me either." Faith stammered.
"You don't have to worry about Wesley any longer Faith." Giles said.
"Why?"
"Because Wesley isn't working with Angel any longer."
"What happened?"
"Wesley is working alone these days. He fell on the wrong path. Wolfram & Hart."
"He's working for those scum bags?"
"Know, but he is right along there side. Wesley has fallen along a very dark path. Anyway
Faith, I think Angel's is the safest place for you now. Ill book you a flight to LA for tomorrow
morning. For now, you can stay here, and remember I don't want you leaving. If that
happens the next time I will see you is at your funeral, do you understand me?"
"Loud & Clear, Giles."
"I wouldn't crack jokes Faith. The council has much more power then you think. I should
know. I have been at there thrall once before. Goodnight Faith."
Giles then gave Faith a pillow and blanket and set her up on the couch. He walked down
the hallway to his bedroom when he heard Faith call for him.
"Giles?"
"Yes, Faith?"
"Thanks, I mean, you don't have to do this for me. Your putting a lot of trust in me and I just
hope that angel can do the same."
"I'm sure he will Faith. From what I see before me you have gone through a lot of progress
within the past 2 years. Angel is a very forgiving man. He will understand."
The next morning Faith woke up to the smell of tea brewing. Giles, an early riser was
already packing Faith some things she may need on her journey.
"What's that?" asked Faith.
"Oh, its just some things you may need, a jacket, a stake, and this.' Giles said holding up
a small purple bottle, 'I made it last night for you. It's a protection spell. Drink it and no harm
should come to you for the rest of the day. It should assure you a safe trip to LA."
"Thanks Giles. That's great."
"Well, you best be off. Good luck."
"Thanks, I really appreciate all of you help." Said Faith
Faith chugged down the vile and grabbed her bag. There was a taxi waiting out side for her
to take her to the airport. Once she arrived she checked in with the ticket holder and
boarded the plane. While she was onboard she couldn't help but notice some of the people
on board. They seemed to be watching her. Faith just shrugged it off as good looks and
kept on thinking. She thought about angel, how much she missed him, and how sorry she
was for the pain she put him through. She hoped he could accept her. The new her.
Drusilla bit hard into Faith's neck. Faith screamed and tried to escape. Clenching on to the straps struggling to break them free. Blood was pouring down her neck and she could feel her self-getting weak.
She thought about all that had happened with the council messing with her all these years and all the rage came into her, as she broke free from the straps. She freed her hand and smacked Drusilla across the room. Charles and the other security guards tried to hold her down but Faith was too furious with rage. She shoved them all out of the room and ran for her life!
"Damn it. Where the hell is the exit!" Faith said to herself searching for the corridor she came in, in. Just then she noticed the sign she had seen before. She ran down the hallway holding her neck to keep the blood in. Her hand was red and she was leaving a trail of blood as she walked. A dead- end. "Wait a minute, this is a hidden door. What was the code? It has to be something about watchers and slayers." Faith thought. She thought about all that she had gone through with training. Everything that her first watcher had taught her. Something must have been it because the door swung open and Faith ran to the exit, but the exit led to the roof, where she had come in. She then ran up the stairs to the roof.
Somewhere along the line the trail of blood had stopped and they had lost track of her. She needed a place fast to escape. She tore her shirt and rapped it around her neck to stop the bleeding and searched for the stairs leading to the street. Just then the door swung open and they came running out after her.
"Faith, Stop! We want to help you." Charles proclaimed.
"How? By making me a vampire? How will that help me?" Faith asked.
"Your strong Faith, by becoming a vampire and working alongside the council you can do."
"Good? Yeah right. More like I can kill off all the people on your watcher hit list. Sorry Charles, but your not gonna take me alive!"
Just then Faith jumped off the roof and landed in a trash bin on the street below.
"Fire, Fire!" Charles screamed as his men shot at Faith."
Faith ran down the street not know where to go. The watchers then lost sight of her. And she was gone.
Faith sat in an abandoned ally. Cold and holding on to her bleeding neck.
"What am I gonna do?" She though.
"Who do I know that lives in England? Giles! Wait I cant see Giles. He'll turn me in for sure.
Well he's my only hope."
She walked down the street to a local café and asked if she could use their telephone book.
She looked up Giles name and found his address.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
Faith stood out side Giles door waiting for him to answer. She then saw him walk around the corner to the door. She also saw the expression on his face when he saw her standing there.
"Faith? I would advise that you leave right now before I phone the police." Giles said bitterly.
"Giles its ok. I need help! Please let me in."
"Ha Ha Ha, why would I ever invite you in. Are you forgetting that you tried to kill me?"
"Giles please. I was released from prison. I'm better now."
"Well how in the world did you get to England?"
"The Council. They took me and tried to kill me. Drusilla. They had her try to sire me." Faith said.
"Oh dear lord, Faith come in." Giles said as he opened the door.
Faith came in and he sat on the couch. Giles ran into the bathroom and grabbed some tissues and a band-aid.
"Now Faith, what did they tell you?"
"They said they wanted to put me in Rehab, then they drugged me and stuck Dru on my neck!"
"Faith it's not safe for you here. The council will find you and they will kill you. How did they find you anyway?"
"A man, Charles. He got me out of the slammer and brought me here."
"Charles Bancroft? Damn!" Giles said.
"What, do you know him?" Faith asked.
"He was a colleague of mine. Very twisted he is. You should have never trusted him. Faith the only thing we can do now is getting you out of England."
"How?" Faith asked.
"I'll put you on a plane back to Sunnydale."
"NO! I can't go back there. Buffy. She'll never trust me."
"Faith, you underestimate Buffy."
"No Giles, anywhere but Sunnydale."
"Well how about LA, You can stay with Angel?" Giles asked.
"That'll be okay I guess, but what about Wesley, he doesn't trust me either." Faith stammered.
"You don't have to worry about Wesley any longer Faith." Giles said.
"Why?"
"Because Wesley isn't working with Angel any longer."
"What happened?"
"Wesley is working alone these days. He fell on the wrong path. Wolfram & Hart."
"He's working for those scum bags?"
"Know, but he is right along there side. Wesley has fallen along a very dark path. Anyway
Faith, I think Angel's is the safest place for you now. Ill book you a flight to LA for tomorrow
morning. For now, you can stay here, and remember I don't want you leaving. If that
happens the next time I will see you is at your funeral, do you understand me?"
"Loud & Clear, Giles."
"I wouldn't crack jokes Faith. The council has much more power then you think. I should
know. I have been at there thrall once before. Goodnight Faith."
Giles then gave Faith a pillow and blanket and set her up on the couch. He walked down
the hallway to his bedroom when he heard Faith call for him.
"Giles?"
"Yes, Faith?"
"Thanks, I mean, you don't have to do this for me. Your putting a lot of trust in me and I just
hope that angel can do the same."
"I'm sure he will Faith. From what I see before me you have gone through a lot of progress
within the past 2 years. Angel is a very forgiving man. He will understand."
The next morning Faith woke up to the smell of tea brewing. Giles, an early riser was
already packing Faith some things she may need on her journey.
"What's that?" asked Faith.
"Oh, its just some things you may need, a jacket, a stake, and this.' Giles said holding up
a small purple bottle, 'I made it last night for you. It's a protection spell. Drink it and no harm
should come to you for the rest of the day. It should assure you a safe trip to LA."
"Thanks Giles. That's great."
"Well, you best be off. Good luck."
"Thanks, I really appreciate all of you help." Said Faith
Faith chugged down the vile and grabbed her bag. There was a taxi waiting out side for her
to take her to the airport. Once she arrived she checked in with the ticket holder and
boarded the plane. While she was onboard she couldn't help but notice some of the people
on board. They seemed to be watching her. Faith just shrugged it off as good looks and
kept on thinking. She thought about angel, how much she missed him, and how sorry she
was for the pain she put him through. She hoped he could accept her. The new her.