Four walked from the outside into a large buidling surrounded by crates,
hidden from the human eye. These four men cloaked in black trenchcoats sat
down at the makeshift table and one of them said,"Brotherhood, tonight our
climb to glory will begin with one swift move, the raising of the dead."
The other three members nodded and the one talking opened a book and took a
knife out from his jacket. He cut his wrist and with each drop of blood
that feel to the ground slowly making a circle. Once the circle was
complete, the demon knelt to one knee and began to spread the blood so it
filled the circle and he said,"Rise my brothers, tonight we bring forth the
Necromancer."
The three other demons stood from their sitting position and watched as
their leader called on the Necromancer with an ancient latin spell. Slowly
the blood was bubbling and a figure began to emerge from the blood, the
figure was all red and it said,"Why have thy summoned thee?"
The demon looked at the Necromancer in the face and said,"We have brought
you were to do a soul exchange, a demon into a slayer."
The Necromancer laughed and he said,"Foolish, the slayer is not passed."
The demon looked at the Necromancer and said,"On the contrary, she is
lying in a coma as we speak."
A smile grew on the demon's face and the Necromancer said,"A strange case
but I will try, take me to here." The demon motioned to other demons to
stay as he escorted the Necromancer out into Sunnydale to find the slayer.
Faith lay in her bed in the hospital motionless, she has been laying there
for two years now and her hair had grown longer, bags had formed under her
eyes as she lay asleep peacefully. The lights in the room flickered on and
off and the Necromancer and the demon walked in and the demon said,"Do your
magic." The Necromancer smiled and placed his hand on the comatose slayer's
stomach and raised his other hand in the air and muttered an incantation in
latin. The demon watched the black mist swirl around the Necromancer's hand
and watched in pleasure as the Necromancer's hand dove into the comatose
slayer's chest and grabbed her heart and with it's other hand placed the
black mist inside the slayer. Once the Necromancer was done, a white light
appeared the Necromancer disappeared. The demon approached the slayer with
caution said,"Slayer?"
Faith's eyes burst open, her pupils normal but around them were the dead
giveaway compelety red and she said,"Yes?"
The demon smiled and saw the slayer's eyes and said,"It worked, Slayer you
are now a demon."
Faith ripped the IV from her finger and said,"About fucking time, I am
guessing graduation failed and that shit for a slayer is still prancing
around?" The demon nodded and Faith said,"Slayer and demon combo, I am
liking my chances."
The demon helped Faith off the bed and said,"Listen Slayer, when the time
comes that we need you, we will get you but if we will sense if you get to
the slayer, in that case bring her to us but anything is your choice."
A dark demonic grin formed on Faith's face as she left the hospital room
and looked back to see the demon gone and she began to formulate a plot in
her head, main revenge against Buffy but there were other things involved.
Once Faith exited the hospital from the emergency exit, she used back
allies and the darkness to get back to her apartment that the mayor had
bought. To her surprise it was still there but the door was boarded up
which seemed like no problem to Faith and her new demonic strength. With
one the kick the door fell to the ground and she walked in, she saw the
broken glass in the main window and the image of her falling off the truck
flashing in her mind making her demon self get even more angry to Buffy.
Faith turned around and placed the door back on it's hinges and slid out of
her hopsital gown to go into the show. She turned the water on the hottest
it go and she let the water hit her body cleansing her of two months of
rust from laying in a hospital bed. After she washed her hair and body,
Faith wrapped a towel around her lucious body and looked in the mirror as
she brushed her longer brown hair and got fed up, she grabbed a pair of
scissors from her bedroom and chopped off at least two inches of her hair
look like it did when she was gutted. Faith didn't even bother cleaning up
her hair as she threw her makeup on the bathroom counter and rifled through
it to find the perfect shades, she wanted a darker look almost gothic.
Faith found a tube of black lipstick which she spread over her lips and
grinned, she wanted a more a gothic look and a found a black eye shadow
which she put heavy amount on her eye lids. Faith looked in the mirror and
liked her new darker look and found a bottle of black nailpolish, which she
spread over each nail. Letting it dry, Faith looked at her newself in the
mirror and a grin formed as she felt one of the nails to test if they were
dry, she walked out of the bathroom and shed her towel on the ground and
opened up her closet. Faith knew that she had leather and lots of it and
slid on a pair of black leather pants which fit her body like a second skin
and she found a pair of black leather platform boots which just added to
her new gothic like look. As Faith strapped on her bra, she slid on a black
mesh shirt and ran her hands along her breasts, her senses were defintily
heighting and she was going to take her new body out for a test drive
tonight. Faith checked her appearence in the mirror and walked out of her
apartment, she was going to make Buffy's life a living hell.