Chapter One Moon Town, California; 6 ½ months after her 17th birthday –normal time-

Buffy and Faith patrolled through the nearby graveyard, talking about their new band. Faith was surprised at everyone's willingness, but she decided that it was just because none of them wanted to risk getting split up. They had become reliant on each other over the years spent away from their home dimension. (Except Lorne, but he is with the group.) They had only got one vamp in their small new home called "Moon Town." They had a house being built, and a demonic bar, to replace the old one. They had all agreed to call it 'Caritas' which is 'mercy' in another language.

Buffy and Faith were chatting about their past, when Faith said something aloud. "B? Do you think you could go see them, since it hasn't been that long since they've seen you, but to you it's been a lot longer time?" Silence covered them. Faith was feeling guilty about saying it, while Buffy was thinking and mulling it over.

She came to her decision soon. "No. I couldn't go back there anyway. Too many memories. It's just... I wouldn't be able to..." She explained. Faith changed the subject, and the conversation was turned back to a lighter mood. Faith knew her sister-slayer wasn't in a mood to get into anything around this, even after all this time. And Faith liked to think that she new Buffy pretty well, she could understand parts of her no other could.

A vampire, female, jumped out at them, ready to attack. They could tell it was a fledgling, and just stared at it for a moment, dumbfounded that these things would even consider defeating, not one but two slayers working together at a time. And she didn't even have backup. Buffy let Faith at her and the younger slayer toyed with her, while Buffy just stood back and watched. 'I am really starting to miss the good ole mouth of hell.' She thought. She quickly threw it out of her mind though. It only depressed her, and was never good to keep in her mind for any period of time.

Faith finally got bored with the vamp and staked it. It had been bloody and very impressed at the skill before it burst into dust. They continued the conversation they were having through two more vamps, and never broke a sweat. They went to Caritas when patrol was over, the hotel they were staying in was nearby. No one had any thrilling encounters, and they went back to their rooms, the band in their heads, and the tip of excitement hung around them. They would be playing at Caritas the next night anyway. (Caritas is a regular club as well as a demon karaoke club.) They were also booked for a few tunes at 'Silver Lining', the local teen club. The manager of the place had heard them rehearsing a few days earlier, and had signed them for a play or two. Yep! The 'Chosen' were in business.