Author's notes: Thanks for all the feedback! And its a pity, Bskballchk, that I can't watch Tru Calling. Reign of bad luck on my side (: Ah, well, oppurtunity will present it self in the future, I hope :)
Finally, Graduation Day. Time to grow up, children :) Well, it seems like they are a complete team now, or is there still trouble? And I promise, a little bit more other stuff, but the Dark Slayer will hit the screen soon. And you know it: Feedback *does* stimulate the writing proces!
Graduation Day
7.30 Next morning
Sunnydale cemetery
Faith and the Mayor were standing in front of a grave
The sun had just risen as the two people stared at a tombstone. Faith's last few years flashed in front of her eyes as she looked with tears at her father's grave. How her mother used to beat her hard and how her father tried to protect and comfort her. Then he got sick, her mother left them and her life turned into a roller coaster ride of bad luck.
She can clearly remember it all.
~~ O ~~
Faith came home with some food she had stolen and went to her father who was lying on the couch. He smiled warmly at her as she brought him supper. She was sad and glad that her mother had left. She had not much, but she had at least the comfort of a caring father. Her father reached out and caressed her cheek with his hand. "Thank you, Faith."
Faith smiled back, she was happy he didn't know the dirty work she had to do to get their food and rent paid. It was a little price she had to pay for his love. She wanted to say something in return as the door to their small apartment was smashed off its hangers and lock. A group of pissed off frat boys entered the room.
"There is the little bitch. You think you can steal my wallet, don't you!? Well, guess what, you're wrong! And me and my buddies are gonna teach you a lesson!"
Before she could do anything they ripped off her clothes and raped her in front of her father. His begs for his daughter were overshadowed by their laughter and it smouldered in Faith's head after they in return had kicked him dead.
~~ O ~~
Faith felt so helpless. The trial that followed and how they had made fun of her. In blind fury she had tried to attack them, this small setup was enough to convince the jury of her mental instability and they let the boys go. Then her bad luck seemed to turn, she got protection and motherly warmth from her watcher. She didn't have to go to a mental institution. But there was a price of this luck, another side of the coin. The ultimate price she could pay. To become a Slayer . . . She had to face her watcher's horrible death, chased around the country. She had to run all the time. She slept in crappy motels and on the street. To escape the horrors that wanted her dead for being the Slayer. Then she finally made it to Sunnydale. Finally meeting people who could understand her and protect her. But the bad luck didn't stop as she they didn't understand her and had to run the mistakes she had made . . . Until she met the Mayor.
The Mayor had watched her calmly and his hand reached out to caress her cheek. "Today it will change, Faith. It will all change, you will *never* have to run again. My army of vampires will respect you the way you deserve. My demons will serve you all. And I will protect and love you . . ."
Faith moved her blank face into his chest as he cared for her . . .
*****
8.00 am
"Hey, sleeping head, wake up. We have a major Mayor to kill today," Buffy spoke loudly.
"Huh? What? Don't hit me, please . . . Oh, Buffy," he said as he looked between the fingers of his hands which covered his face. "Buffy? What are you doing here?" he said, confused as he looked around. "Oh." He chuckled. "I'm in your room."
Buffy smiled as she nodded. "Wake up, we have a lot to do."
Xander stretched himself as a sudden smell reached the senses of his nose. "Pancakes? Do I smell the delicious warm, Mrs Summers' pancakes?"
Buffy smiled. "Yes! The copyrighted original. I have apologized this morning to her. We talked it over and we are all happy now. Time for some small celebration in these hard times, don't ya think?"
Xander nodded as he quickly rushed over to the bathroom. "Oh, and for finally having slept with you," he yelled from behind a closed door, safe. . . as he heard the pillow dully banged against it.
*****
8.30 am
Willow and her parents were sitting at the kitchen table eating their breakfast. "I'm sorry, hon, that we can't be there when you graduate," her mother apologized.
Willow was finishing the last piece of her breakfast. "It's okay, mom. It's just highschool and . . ." Willow stared through the window of the kitchen and saw Cordelia passing by. She quickly finished her meal.
". . . I have to hurry, we still have class."
Her mother nodded as Willow quickly moved out of the door, without having brushed her teeth.
From a distance she saw Cordelia walking as she rushed to catch up with her.
"Hey!" she shouted.
Cordelia stopped walking and turned her head around to see the redhead running towards her. "Hey," she simply replied to her, her face a mask.
Not sure what to say, Willow said the obvious. "Well, today is the big day."
Cordelia nodded. "Yup. That sums it up nicely."
"Yeah, the change. For all of us. Finishing things and looking forward to the next. Any plans for the future?"
Cordelia shook her head. "Nah, not sure. I got accepted and a scholarship to go to Cambridge University. And I could try to become an actress. "
Willow looked stunned and jealous. "Cambridge? How did you get that?"
"Oh, the Watcher Council wanted me to become a watcher. So they sent me to the University . . ."
What!? They didn't ask me! Or Oz!
". . . Do you think I should accept it?"
Xander! Xander helped her a bit. In her brain a little plan began to form as she replied. "Of course! Are you crazy? That's a one time offer, the best you can get."
"Oh?"
*****
8.45 am
Xander sat in his chair with his hand on his stomach. "Man, I can't have no more. It was fantastic."
Both Summers women smiled at him. "Great, then I can have the last one," Buffy replied. Xander's eyes widened. She had eaten at least as much as he had. Buffy chuckled as a piece of the pancake entered her mouth. "Fun to be a Slay . . ." she mumbled as she ate the pancake at the same time.
Xander gaze met Joyce's and she flashed a warm motherly smile at him. "I really hope everything will go alright today," she said worried.
"Of course it will, Mrs . . . Joyce. It's just another day in Sunnydale High. Nothing special," Xander reassured her as Joyce nodded back.
"Buffy, we really have to go," Xander said.
"Hmmm,'" was the reply as she stood up while stuffing the rest of the pancake in her mouth.
They walked to the hall-way and when Buffy left the door outside, Joyce stopped Xander for a moment. "Thank you, Xander. I was too hard on her . . . Unfair . . . I-I really thought that I lost her and . . . I couldn't bare to lose my only . . ." She was stuck in her sentence as she again felt the enormous fear. She couldn't imagine a life without able to see or speak with her daughter. Her only child.
"I know, I know how it feels. I know . . . *mom*," Xander interrupted kindly while he laid his hand on her shoulder and stared in her eyes. Then he walked away, leaving a stunned mother.
A tear rolled over her cheek as she softly whispered, "I know you do . . . "
*****
Finally, Graduation Day. Time to grow up, children :) Well, it seems like they are a complete team now, or is there still trouble? And I promise, a little bit more other stuff, but the Dark Slayer will hit the screen soon. And you know it: Feedback *does* stimulate the writing proces!
Graduation Day
7.30 Next morning
Sunnydale cemetery
Faith and the Mayor were standing in front of a grave
The sun had just risen as the two people stared at a tombstone. Faith's last few years flashed in front of her eyes as she looked with tears at her father's grave. How her mother used to beat her hard and how her father tried to protect and comfort her. Then he got sick, her mother left them and her life turned into a roller coaster ride of bad luck.
She can clearly remember it all.
~~ O ~~
Faith came home with some food she had stolen and went to her father who was lying on the couch. He smiled warmly at her as she brought him supper. She was sad and glad that her mother had left. She had not much, but she had at least the comfort of a caring father. Her father reached out and caressed her cheek with his hand. "Thank you, Faith."
Faith smiled back, she was happy he didn't know the dirty work she had to do to get their food and rent paid. It was a little price she had to pay for his love. She wanted to say something in return as the door to their small apartment was smashed off its hangers and lock. A group of pissed off frat boys entered the room.
"There is the little bitch. You think you can steal my wallet, don't you!? Well, guess what, you're wrong! And me and my buddies are gonna teach you a lesson!"
Before she could do anything they ripped off her clothes and raped her in front of her father. His begs for his daughter were overshadowed by their laughter and it smouldered in Faith's head after they in return had kicked him dead.
~~ O ~~
Faith felt so helpless. The trial that followed and how they had made fun of her. In blind fury she had tried to attack them, this small setup was enough to convince the jury of her mental instability and they let the boys go. Then her bad luck seemed to turn, she got protection and motherly warmth from her watcher. She didn't have to go to a mental institution. But there was a price of this luck, another side of the coin. The ultimate price she could pay. To become a Slayer . . . She had to face her watcher's horrible death, chased around the country. She had to run all the time. She slept in crappy motels and on the street. To escape the horrors that wanted her dead for being the Slayer. Then she finally made it to Sunnydale. Finally meeting people who could understand her and protect her. But the bad luck didn't stop as she they didn't understand her and had to run the mistakes she had made . . . Until she met the Mayor.
The Mayor had watched her calmly and his hand reached out to caress her cheek. "Today it will change, Faith. It will all change, you will *never* have to run again. My army of vampires will respect you the way you deserve. My demons will serve you all. And I will protect and love you . . ."
Faith moved her blank face into his chest as he cared for her . . .
*****
8.00 am
"Hey, sleeping head, wake up. We have a major Mayor to kill today," Buffy spoke loudly.
"Huh? What? Don't hit me, please . . . Oh, Buffy," he said as he looked between the fingers of his hands which covered his face. "Buffy? What are you doing here?" he said, confused as he looked around. "Oh." He chuckled. "I'm in your room."
Buffy smiled as she nodded. "Wake up, we have a lot to do."
Xander stretched himself as a sudden smell reached the senses of his nose. "Pancakes? Do I smell the delicious warm, Mrs Summers' pancakes?"
Buffy smiled. "Yes! The copyrighted original. I have apologized this morning to her. We talked it over and we are all happy now. Time for some small celebration in these hard times, don't ya think?"
Xander nodded as he quickly rushed over to the bathroom. "Oh, and for finally having slept with you," he yelled from behind a closed door, safe. . . as he heard the pillow dully banged against it.
*****
8.30 am
Willow and her parents were sitting at the kitchen table eating their breakfast. "I'm sorry, hon, that we can't be there when you graduate," her mother apologized.
Willow was finishing the last piece of her breakfast. "It's okay, mom. It's just highschool and . . ." Willow stared through the window of the kitchen and saw Cordelia passing by. She quickly finished her meal.
". . . I have to hurry, we still have class."
Her mother nodded as Willow quickly moved out of the door, without having brushed her teeth.
From a distance she saw Cordelia walking as she rushed to catch up with her.
"Hey!" she shouted.
Cordelia stopped walking and turned her head around to see the redhead running towards her. "Hey," she simply replied to her, her face a mask.
Not sure what to say, Willow said the obvious. "Well, today is the big day."
Cordelia nodded. "Yup. That sums it up nicely."
"Yeah, the change. For all of us. Finishing things and looking forward to the next. Any plans for the future?"
Cordelia shook her head. "Nah, not sure. I got accepted and a scholarship to go to Cambridge University. And I could try to become an actress. "
Willow looked stunned and jealous. "Cambridge? How did you get that?"
"Oh, the Watcher Council wanted me to become a watcher. So they sent me to the University . . ."
What!? They didn't ask me! Or Oz!
". . . Do you think I should accept it?"
Xander! Xander helped her a bit. In her brain a little plan began to form as she replied. "Of course! Are you crazy? That's a one time offer, the best you can get."
"Oh?"
*****
8.45 am
Xander sat in his chair with his hand on his stomach. "Man, I can't have no more. It was fantastic."
Both Summers women smiled at him. "Great, then I can have the last one," Buffy replied. Xander's eyes widened. She had eaten at least as much as he had. Buffy chuckled as a piece of the pancake entered her mouth. "Fun to be a Slay . . ." she mumbled as she ate the pancake at the same time.
Xander gaze met Joyce's and she flashed a warm motherly smile at him. "I really hope everything will go alright today," she said worried.
"Of course it will, Mrs . . . Joyce. It's just another day in Sunnydale High. Nothing special," Xander reassured her as Joyce nodded back.
"Buffy, we really have to go," Xander said.
"Hmmm,'" was the reply as she stood up while stuffing the rest of the pancake in her mouth.
They walked to the hall-way and when Buffy left the door outside, Joyce stopped Xander for a moment. "Thank you, Xander. I was too hard on her . . . Unfair . . . I-I really thought that I lost her and . . . I couldn't bare to lose my only . . ." She was stuck in her sentence as she again felt the enormous fear. She couldn't imagine a life without able to see or speak with her daughter. Her only child.
"I know, I know how it feels. I know . . . *mom*," Xander interrupted kindly while he laid his hand on her shoulder and stared in her eyes. Then he walked away, leaving a stunned mother.
A tear rolled over her cheek as she softly whispered, "I know you do . . . "
*****