"So who's your friend Faith?" the mayor, faith and the group of demons were
now in a large black van driving along an unknown road to an unknown place.
Elissa had been knocked out by one of the demons as soon as she had been
seen. Though they looked impressive, they weren't exactly intelligent. The
mayor was looking at Faith happily in the back of the van along with Elissa
and some of the demons, another driving very ineptly making Faith extremely
nervous. Surely someone would pull them over because of the driving and
realise who faith was. Of course they could just be killed but what then?
It astonished her how much she had changed; she actually cared about
whether she was on the run for the rest of her life.
"Faith?" the mayor inquired again. Though Faith had heard his question, it had not exactly registered in her brain.
"Oh, sorry. She's just a girl who I shared my cell with. Not really a friend, more the thorn in my side I couldn't bare to leave behind. Name's Elissa." Faith began to wish the mayor would stop staring at her like that; she was beginning to get slightly unnerved and wishing she was back in prison, doing her time.
"What's wrong with me?" she suddenly asked. "And where are we going?" the mayor seemed slightly taken aback by this question and had to think for a moment before answering.
"What do you mean my dear?"
"I-I feel so bad about killing those men, I'm worried about what will happen, I feel like crying. I don't cry, it's not me. Buffy's the emotional slayer, I'm the bad egg remember?" faith held back the tears welling up inside her, she could not appear weak in front of the mayor. Again, he took a while to think before answering.
"I think he did something to you, that vampire, the one with a soul. Made you weak. We'll make him pay wont we? And we'll get you back to your normal killing self in no time." This answer satisfied Faith and she immediately knew that now she was back with the mayor everything would be alright. She didn't need to know where they were going. She trusted him absolutely and she didn't understand why she was questioning his intentions so much. He was like a father to her, one that didn't screw around with numerous women and leave her to take care of her alcoholic mother. The kind that would come to softball practise and buy her nice things. That knife. The knife that had left her in a coma. The knife that had stopped the ascension. That had been a gift from her father figure and look what good that had done. She pushed this thought to one side, feverently telling herself that he was the only one she had, he would never hurt her. So why was there still this thought niggling at her? Telling her not to trust him? Her train of thought was interrupted by a muffled groan coming from the ground where Elissa was waking up.
"Where the fuck am i?" she exclaimed. Bolting upright then clutching her head in pain.
"We wont be having any of that language young lady, If you're coming with us you're going to have to control your potty mouth or you'll be out of this van before you can say gavrok" the mayor said, looking very stern yet still with an eternal warmth in his eyes.
"Faith, what's going on here? Who is this guy?" Elissa turned to Faith in an exasperated fashion.
"we're out of that hellhole, that's all we need to know." Faith shrugged.
The van suddenly halted sending Faith rolling on the floor and hitting her already injured head. The demon turned round and began to make impossible noises which sounded distinctly like French. The mayor replied in the same tongue then turned to the girls lying on the floor in front of him, looking delighted.
"well girls, we're here"
"Faith?" the mayor inquired again. Though Faith had heard his question, it had not exactly registered in her brain.
"Oh, sorry. She's just a girl who I shared my cell with. Not really a friend, more the thorn in my side I couldn't bare to leave behind. Name's Elissa." Faith began to wish the mayor would stop staring at her like that; she was beginning to get slightly unnerved and wishing she was back in prison, doing her time.
"What's wrong with me?" she suddenly asked. "And where are we going?" the mayor seemed slightly taken aback by this question and had to think for a moment before answering.
"What do you mean my dear?"
"I-I feel so bad about killing those men, I'm worried about what will happen, I feel like crying. I don't cry, it's not me. Buffy's the emotional slayer, I'm the bad egg remember?" faith held back the tears welling up inside her, she could not appear weak in front of the mayor. Again, he took a while to think before answering.
"I think he did something to you, that vampire, the one with a soul. Made you weak. We'll make him pay wont we? And we'll get you back to your normal killing self in no time." This answer satisfied Faith and she immediately knew that now she was back with the mayor everything would be alright. She didn't need to know where they were going. She trusted him absolutely and she didn't understand why she was questioning his intentions so much. He was like a father to her, one that didn't screw around with numerous women and leave her to take care of her alcoholic mother. The kind that would come to softball practise and buy her nice things. That knife. The knife that had left her in a coma. The knife that had stopped the ascension. That had been a gift from her father figure and look what good that had done. She pushed this thought to one side, feverently telling herself that he was the only one she had, he would never hurt her. So why was there still this thought niggling at her? Telling her not to trust him? Her train of thought was interrupted by a muffled groan coming from the ground where Elissa was waking up.
"Where the fuck am i?" she exclaimed. Bolting upright then clutching her head in pain.
"We wont be having any of that language young lady, If you're coming with us you're going to have to control your potty mouth or you'll be out of this van before you can say gavrok" the mayor said, looking very stern yet still with an eternal warmth in his eyes.
"Faith, what's going on here? Who is this guy?" Elissa turned to Faith in an exasperated fashion.
"we're out of that hellhole, that's all we need to know." Faith shrugged.
The van suddenly halted sending Faith rolling on the floor and hitting her already injured head. The demon turned round and began to make impossible noises which sounded distinctly like French. The mayor replied in the same tongue then turned to the girls lying on the floor in front of him, looking delighted.
"well girls, we're here"
