Chapter 2-
"So...you're not evil?" Xander asked Faith after he sipped from his drink. The three were at the Bronze- Buffy and Xander...and Willow's favorite hang out spot.
"Nope, fresh outta jail...paroll was supposed to be two sentences of Twenty-five to Life. I was good, someone...possibly Wolfram and Hart. I think it was An--." She stopped, not knowing if Buffy wanted to hear about Angel and Cordy.
"And you're here because?" Buffy asked sternly, glaring around.
"The Powers...you know, the ones that Be? They...they've sent me here for some reason, what it is I dunno. Some kinda big bad coming possibly, you know...apocolypse, the same old, same old." Faith said, rather blandly.
Buffy shifted in her seat. "Um...what kinda big bad?"
Faith smiled, knowing that The Slayer couldn't resist. "Worse than Mayor big bad...like, super Angelus big bad.."
Buffy's gaze tightened on Faith. "How...how'd you know about Angelus?"
"Fought him, after Wesley..you know, Watcher guy, broke me out of jail....I had to restore his soul." Faith said, leaning back in her chair. Xander, by now, had gotten up out of his chair to get another drink.
"Why couldn't Wes get me?" Buffy asked.
Faith grinned. "I guess.." She got up from her seat and circled Buffy. "I guess he wanted the better slayer." she said, cooly. Buffy hopped up and snapped a kick at Faith, who flew into a table and broke it down the middle, wood splintering.
"If he wanted to do that, he would've gotten me." Buffy said, a scowl on her face. Faith got up on her feet, but her face was different, her eyes...black with hate towards Buffy. Faith shook her head violently and let out a growl. Her face changed and she revealed her fangs. "You...you're a vampire?" she said, but Faith dissapeared in a flash of bright light. She re-appeared behind Buffy and swept her feet out from under her. Buffy fell to the ground, but broke her fall with her hands. She pushed herself up and kicked backwards at Faith, who flew backwards and landed on her feet. Xander walked up behind Faith, then stood beside her..revealing his fangs. A sword appeared in a blast of purple magick. He ran at Buffy, Faith behind him and slash downward at her. Buffy snapped a kick and the sword flew at the ground, clattering into a corner.
"We gotta couple of tricks." Xander said, rushing Buffy. He jumped at her and dissapeared, only to re-appear behind her, in mid-air. He threw a punch at her face, missing. She jumped up and spun, kicking Xander into a wooden pillar. It shattered and Buffy dove towards the ground, grabbing a sharp piece of wood. She hopped back up on her feet and ran at Faith, jabbing downward with the stake. Faith grabbed the stake, and Buffy's hands. She moved her head towards Buffy's neck and sunk her teeth into it. Blood spewed out from it and soaked her white blouse. Faith drunk every last drop until Buffy landed in a heap on the floor...limp...dead.
Buffy snapped awake. A dream. She felt of her neck, it was wet. She glanced over at her clock. 7:45 A.M. Her eye caught a red liquid, on her sheets. Blood. SHe rushed towards the mirror. She was wearing the same white blouse that she wore in her dream. It was drenched in blood. In the mirror, Faith stood behind her. "Hello B." it said. Buffy whipped around and saw nothing. "I gotta get to Giles."
"So...you're not evil?" Xander asked Faith after he sipped from his drink. The three were at the Bronze- Buffy and Xander...and Willow's favorite hang out spot.
"Nope, fresh outta jail...paroll was supposed to be two sentences of Twenty-five to Life. I was good, someone...possibly Wolfram and Hart. I think it was An--." She stopped, not knowing if Buffy wanted to hear about Angel and Cordy.
"And you're here because?" Buffy asked sternly, glaring around.
"The Powers...you know, the ones that Be? They...they've sent me here for some reason, what it is I dunno. Some kinda big bad coming possibly, you know...apocolypse, the same old, same old." Faith said, rather blandly.
Buffy shifted in her seat. "Um...what kinda big bad?"
Faith smiled, knowing that The Slayer couldn't resist. "Worse than Mayor big bad...like, super Angelus big bad.."
Buffy's gaze tightened on Faith. "How...how'd you know about Angelus?"
"Fought him, after Wesley..you know, Watcher guy, broke me out of jail....I had to restore his soul." Faith said, leaning back in her chair. Xander, by now, had gotten up out of his chair to get another drink.
"Why couldn't Wes get me?" Buffy asked.
Faith grinned. "I guess.." She got up from her seat and circled Buffy. "I guess he wanted the better slayer." she said, cooly. Buffy hopped up and snapped a kick at Faith, who flew into a table and broke it down the middle, wood splintering.
"If he wanted to do that, he would've gotten me." Buffy said, a scowl on her face. Faith got up on her feet, but her face was different, her eyes...black with hate towards Buffy. Faith shook her head violently and let out a growl. Her face changed and she revealed her fangs. "You...you're a vampire?" she said, but Faith dissapeared in a flash of bright light. She re-appeared behind Buffy and swept her feet out from under her. Buffy fell to the ground, but broke her fall with her hands. She pushed herself up and kicked backwards at Faith, who flew backwards and landed on her feet. Xander walked up behind Faith, then stood beside her..revealing his fangs. A sword appeared in a blast of purple magick. He ran at Buffy, Faith behind him and slash downward at her. Buffy snapped a kick and the sword flew at the ground, clattering into a corner.
"We gotta couple of tricks." Xander said, rushing Buffy. He jumped at her and dissapeared, only to re-appear behind her, in mid-air. He threw a punch at her face, missing. She jumped up and spun, kicking Xander into a wooden pillar. It shattered and Buffy dove towards the ground, grabbing a sharp piece of wood. She hopped back up on her feet and ran at Faith, jabbing downward with the stake. Faith grabbed the stake, and Buffy's hands. She moved her head towards Buffy's neck and sunk her teeth into it. Blood spewed out from it and soaked her white blouse. Faith drunk every last drop until Buffy landed in a heap on the floor...limp...dead.
Buffy snapped awake. A dream. She felt of her neck, it was wet. She glanced over at her clock. 7:45 A.M. Her eye caught a red liquid, on her sheets. Blood. SHe rushed towards the mirror. She was wearing the same white blouse that she wore in her dream. It was drenched in blood. In the mirror, Faith stood behind her. "Hello B." it said. Buffy whipped around and saw nothing. "I gotta get to Giles."