A/N: Sorry for the delay, I broke one of FF.net's rules so my account was locked down since monday. I will post parts 3 & 4 saturday & sunday respectively.
Faith's eyes slowly fluttered open. As she looked at the digital clock before her, she wondered what on earth would cause her to awaken at FIVE O'CLOCK in the freakin' morning! Her adrenaline levels should have come down after her brief encounter with the vamps that she should have been out for some time. She didn't have a lot of sugars, didn't drink anything caffeinated, and she definitely didn't set her alarm clock. Moaning as she sat up Faith decided that if she was going to be awake she might as well go work off some of this excess energy she seemed to have.
As she stretched Faith vaguely remembered dreaming something about the time her first watcher was killed. At the time it had been the most traumatic event in her life, now... after all the evil things she'd done she knew that it was by no means the worst memory she possessed. She could still remember the Professor pleading with her not to kill him. Faith shook her head and decided to do something constructive with all this excess energy. Dressing in a dark blue sports bra and matching workout shorts, Faith opened the door to her room, exited and quietly crept from her room.
Walking ever so softly down the stairs she opened the door to the first floor, shut it and then headed to the Bowflex to begin her morning workout. Faith set the device for its maximum weight level and over the next hour worked on toning her arms, then her legs and eventually her abs. In the rather revealing workout clothes Faith's first, and permanent war wound was visible for any present to see. The scar, created when Buffy stabbed her four years prior, was very visible on the right side of her stomach. It was a reminder to Faith that at one point in time that the girl who was now her sibling had been forced to almost kill her for her evil deeds.
Faith stood up and decided to take a run on the treadmill before she went upstairs to shower and change. As the twenty-two year old slayer ran on the treadmill she thought about how badly she screwed up during that one year of her life. The death of the deputy mayor was an accident, it could easily have just been Buffy that stabbed him, but it was her decision to hide the body and not report it. That had begun her downward spiral. Next she went to the mayor and offered herself as Mr. Trick's replacement, an offer that the mayor simply could not refuse. The reprehensible things she did during her tenure as his assistant/surrogate daughter still haunt her.
I'm not that person any more! Faith thought to herself as she increased the pace of her run.
She then flashed to once again trying to harm her sister. She threatened Joyce in the hopes of sending a message to Buffy only to have the girl arrive home and try to save the day, a play that Faith had counted on. During their struggle Faith had let Buffy pound her almost to the point of unconsciousness. A move that was risky but necessary. Catching Buffy's last punch she used a device to switch their bodies, leaving Buffy trapped in her weakened body and Faith in control of the healthy and strong body of Buffy Anne Summers.
She then went about taking over Buffy's life. She pretended to be the hero, and for the first time in her life felt the love, admiration and respect that had been denied her. It was here that Faith reached the turning point in her life. After being restored to her body via a spell that Willow and her witch "friend" concocted, Faith fled Sunnydale and found herself in L.A. There she encountered the evil law firm Wolfram and Hart who wished for her to dispose of a growing nuisance to their clients... Angel.
By this point in time she had decided that she, Faith, was evil and needed to be put down. She deliberately antagonized Angel by attacking him and those closest to him in the hopes that he would put her out of her misery. When Angel did not do this and took pity on her she decided that there might be something to this redemption thing. Unfortunately Buffy Summers and a wet works team sent by the Watchers Council had other plans for her (Buffy to pound her into oblivion and the Team to kill her).
In the end Faith fled the safety of Angel Investigations and headed to the nearest police precinct to turn herself in for her crimes. Faith was sentenced to the Los Angles Women's Penitentiary to serve a prison term of 25 years to life for her crimes. Angel would visit Faith regularly during her tenure there and Faith was a model prisoner only fighting when she needed to defend herself. That was until Wesley arrived to tell her that Angelus was back.
Faith was still thinking this when she was brought out of her thoughts by a rather audible chiming from the treadmill. She looked down and saw that she had speed up her pace to the point that the device could not accurately calculate how fast she was running. Running, seems like it's the only other thing I'm good at, Faith thought as she slowed her pace and finally stopped. Faith took a moment to stretch and walk off her sore leg muscles; it'd been ages since she had exercised at like this. Grabbing her towel she decided to go upstairs, shower and find some food.
The warm water cascaded over Faith's body washing away all the sweat and grime and refreshing the former slayer. Faith refused to let herself dwell on the past while she showered and concentrated only on the sounds emanating in the room she currently occupied. She found something incredibly soothing about listening to the water strike the various surfaces in the shower stall and focused on them as she went about washing up. When she was done with her shower she dried herself off, climbed into her clothes for the day and decided to go find some grub.
Dawn and Xander were already in the kitchen and Dawn was currently in front of the stove. The two lovers were bantering back and forth about absolutely nothing but Faith knew that this was just for her benefit. Even without slayer senses Faith could tell when two people had just had sex, and Dawn was grinning from ear to ear and Xander was playfully touching her neck and shoulders. One might think the two couldn't stand not being connected in some manner of fashion.
The two had failed to notice her arrival so Faith decided to make the most of it. Picking up the cordless phone Faith walked over to them and announced her presence. "Xander, Buffy's on the phone for you and boy does she sound pissed."
Xander and Dawn shot apart and the older man walked towards his friend and took the phone from her.
"Hello?" Xander said cautiously. "Hello?"
Xander then looked at the digital readout and saw that the phone hadn't even been on. "Faith that was so very uncool." Xander said.
Even Dawn was glaring at her sister for the joke this time. Faith just chuckled and sat down. "Hey, if you talk to her and get this out in the open you'd have less opportunities for me to have my fun." Faith replied grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"It's not that simple Faith, you know Buffy... she won't take it well." Dawn explained.
"She'll take it even worse the longer you delay telling her. Just call her and tell her. She can't complain about the small age difference, she dated and slept with two guys older than our grand parents."
"Not a winning argument when the person we'd be insulting can bench press a steel beam." Xander interjected.
"She might not understand at first but she knows Xander very well and there is no one that I can think of that I would want dating my younger sister." Faith stated.
"Thanks for the, pardon the pun, Faith sis," Dawn said then returned to making breakfast. "We're just not sure Buffy will feel the same."
"Well Dawn, Xander, if you two wait too long and she finds out on her own... don't say I didn't warn yah." Faith said as she shoveled some sausage that Xander had just put in front of her in her mouth.
Faith's eyes slowly fluttered open. As she looked at the digital clock before her, she wondered what on earth would cause her to awaken at FIVE O'CLOCK in the freakin' morning! Her adrenaline levels should have come down after her brief encounter with the vamps that she should have been out for some time. She didn't have a lot of sugars, didn't drink anything caffeinated, and she definitely didn't set her alarm clock. Moaning as she sat up Faith decided that if she was going to be awake she might as well go work off some of this excess energy she seemed to have.
As she stretched Faith vaguely remembered dreaming something about the time her first watcher was killed. At the time it had been the most traumatic event in her life, now... after all the evil things she'd done she knew that it was by no means the worst memory she possessed. She could still remember the Professor pleading with her not to kill him. Faith shook her head and decided to do something constructive with all this excess energy. Dressing in a dark blue sports bra and matching workout shorts, Faith opened the door to her room, exited and quietly crept from her room.
Walking ever so softly down the stairs she opened the door to the first floor, shut it and then headed to the Bowflex to begin her morning workout. Faith set the device for its maximum weight level and over the next hour worked on toning her arms, then her legs and eventually her abs. In the rather revealing workout clothes Faith's first, and permanent war wound was visible for any present to see. The scar, created when Buffy stabbed her four years prior, was very visible on the right side of her stomach. It was a reminder to Faith that at one point in time that the girl who was now her sibling had been forced to almost kill her for her evil deeds.
Faith stood up and decided to take a run on the treadmill before she went upstairs to shower and change. As the twenty-two year old slayer ran on the treadmill she thought about how badly she screwed up during that one year of her life. The death of the deputy mayor was an accident, it could easily have just been Buffy that stabbed him, but it was her decision to hide the body and not report it. That had begun her downward spiral. Next she went to the mayor and offered herself as Mr. Trick's replacement, an offer that the mayor simply could not refuse. The reprehensible things she did during her tenure as his assistant/surrogate daughter still haunt her.
I'm not that person any more! Faith thought to herself as she increased the pace of her run.
She then flashed to once again trying to harm her sister. She threatened Joyce in the hopes of sending a message to Buffy only to have the girl arrive home and try to save the day, a play that Faith had counted on. During their struggle Faith had let Buffy pound her almost to the point of unconsciousness. A move that was risky but necessary. Catching Buffy's last punch she used a device to switch their bodies, leaving Buffy trapped in her weakened body and Faith in control of the healthy and strong body of Buffy Anne Summers.
She then went about taking over Buffy's life. She pretended to be the hero, and for the first time in her life felt the love, admiration and respect that had been denied her. It was here that Faith reached the turning point in her life. After being restored to her body via a spell that Willow and her witch "friend" concocted, Faith fled Sunnydale and found herself in L.A. There she encountered the evil law firm Wolfram and Hart who wished for her to dispose of a growing nuisance to their clients... Angel.
By this point in time she had decided that she, Faith, was evil and needed to be put down. She deliberately antagonized Angel by attacking him and those closest to him in the hopes that he would put her out of her misery. When Angel did not do this and took pity on her she decided that there might be something to this redemption thing. Unfortunately Buffy Summers and a wet works team sent by the Watchers Council had other plans for her (Buffy to pound her into oblivion and the Team to kill her).
In the end Faith fled the safety of Angel Investigations and headed to the nearest police precinct to turn herself in for her crimes. Faith was sentenced to the Los Angles Women's Penitentiary to serve a prison term of 25 years to life for her crimes. Angel would visit Faith regularly during her tenure there and Faith was a model prisoner only fighting when she needed to defend herself. That was until Wesley arrived to tell her that Angelus was back.
Faith was still thinking this when she was brought out of her thoughts by a rather audible chiming from the treadmill. She looked down and saw that she had speed up her pace to the point that the device could not accurately calculate how fast she was running. Running, seems like it's the only other thing I'm good at, Faith thought as she slowed her pace and finally stopped. Faith took a moment to stretch and walk off her sore leg muscles; it'd been ages since she had exercised at like this. Grabbing her towel she decided to go upstairs, shower and find some food.
The warm water cascaded over Faith's body washing away all the sweat and grime and refreshing the former slayer. Faith refused to let herself dwell on the past while she showered and concentrated only on the sounds emanating in the room she currently occupied. She found something incredibly soothing about listening to the water strike the various surfaces in the shower stall and focused on them as she went about washing up. When she was done with her shower she dried herself off, climbed into her clothes for the day and decided to go find some grub.
Dawn and Xander were already in the kitchen and Dawn was currently in front of the stove. The two lovers were bantering back and forth about absolutely nothing but Faith knew that this was just for her benefit. Even without slayer senses Faith could tell when two people had just had sex, and Dawn was grinning from ear to ear and Xander was playfully touching her neck and shoulders. One might think the two couldn't stand not being connected in some manner of fashion.
The two had failed to notice her arrival so Faith decided to make the most of it. Picking up the cordless phone Faith walked over to them and announced her presence. "Xander, Buffy's on the phone for you and boy does she sound pissed."
Xander and Dawn shot apart and the older man walked towards his friend and took the phone from her.
"Hello?" Xander said cautiously. "Hello?"
Xander then looked at the digital readout and saw that the phone hadn't even been on. "Faith that was so very uncool." Xander said.
Even Dawn was glaring at her sister for the joke this time. Faith just chuckled and sat down. "Hey, if you talk to her and get this out in the open you'd have less opportunities for me to have my fun." Faith replied grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"It's not that simple Faith, you know Buffy... she won't take it well." Dawn explained.
"She'll take it even worse the longer you delay telling her. Just call her and tell her. She can't complain about the small age difference, she dated and slept with two guys older than our grand parents."
"Not a winning argument when the person we'd be insulting can bench press a steel beam." Xander interjected.
"She might not understand at first but she knows Xander very well and there is no one that I can think of that I would want dating my younger sister." Faith stated.
"Thanks for the, pardon the pun, Faith sis," Dawn said then returned to making breakfast. "We're just not sure Buffy will feel the same."
"Well Dawn, Xander, if you two wait too long and she finds out on her own... don't say I didn't warn yah." Faith said as she shoveled some sausage that Xander had just put in front of her in her mouth.