An hour later Faith stepped out of the bathroom. Many passengers were sleeping, the few that were awake turned their heads and stared at her. Faith put her head down, for the first time in her life she was embarrassed. She walked to her seat which was still really wet. Mrs. Simmons was sleeping. Faith got in her seat quietly and tried to relax. She got the feeling that she was being watched, but when she looked around she saw no one.
Kakistos grew impatient, he got up from his seat.
"Where is the Slayer?" He demanded. A man draped in black responded.
"She is on a plane…headed to…Ohio."
"To the hell mouth?"
"One of the hell mouths in Ohio. I can't determine which one." Kakistos grew angry.
"Can't you seers do anything besides annoy me?" He raised a fist. The seer constricted in fear.
"No! Please don't hurt me."
"Why should I listen to you?" He withdrew his fist "If I kill you your powers will just be passed to another. So really, how do you keep your place here?"
"Without me you will never know her location. If you try to kill me I'll make her untraceable to any seer or even magick!"
"You don't have such power!"
"You don't know that and I know you won't take the risk of losing her."
"Do I?" Kakistos grabbed the seer by the neck. The seer whimpered and with a flick of his wrist Kakistos broke the simple man's neck. "Bet you didn't see that coming." He dropped the body and it was soon covered by his vampire minions. "Now let's go have some fun." He stepped out of his throne room and called for the witch, Azrayal. She shimmered in.
"I need a favor." The witch rolled her eyes.
"What is it this time? A combustion spell? A cloaking spell? How about a glamour spell to hide that ugly mug of yours?" Kakistos grew angry.
'Do you want to have the same fate as the seer?" He pointed to the corpse on the floor. She was silent "I knew that my reasoning would be to your liking."
"What do I get out of this?"
"How about the fresh liver of a newborn babe?"
"I'm so over organ harvesting."
"How about a seat of power when I take over the world?"
"Cocky much?"
"Just do the spell!" He patient grew short.
"Fine, locator I believe?"
"Yes, and do it quickly!"
"I'll have my men on case as soon as I locate her."
"Then quit wasting time talking to me and while you at it get Mr. Trick in here as soon as he gets back ."
The airport wasn't crowded as much as Faith thought it would be. She grabbed her bags and headed to where Malcolm was sitting on a bench. Eating some crackers he had in his pocket. Faith looked angrily at him.
"So what was that about?" She asked.
"What was what about?"
"Well, let's see one minute I'm sleeping, dry as a bone and the next I'm soaking wet."
"Did you have any kind of weird dreams?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Did you drown in one of the dreams?"
"Maybe…" She was wondering where this was going.
"Was it in a cemetery? Where you being chased by a green, double-horned demon?"
"And your point being?"
"You had experienced the death of a previous Slayer. Her name was Lucy Hanover. She drowned to death."
"And what about the one earlier with the big scary man and the Kool-Aid mustache?" Faith sat down.
"You had a Kool-Aid mustache?"
"No! The man who bit me had the mustache and this really ugly face and long sharp finger nails."
"The only thing I could think of is The Master. But that Slayer isn't even dead…well at least not anymore."
"What? Wait a second Jeeves, I thought there was only one Slayer in the world. I certainly remember that part in the speech you gave me."
"Well, yes… technically you are THE slayer. If the other girl dies no one will take her place, but if you die THEN someone will take your place."
"And how does this work out? Two slayers?"
"Well she, Buffy Summers, died but was later revived. But since a slayer is only activated when one dies I can't be reversed. Once you are a slayer you will always be a slayer."
"Oh. So this Buffy girl, she was the slayer before me?"
"No a girl name Kendra was the slayer before you."
"How'd she die?"
"She had her throat slit by a ferocious, female vampire named Drusilla."
"Damn, I'm glad I didn't experience her death then."
"Flight 86 to Athens, Ohio now boarding. Flight 86 to Athens, Ohio now boarding." Malcolm got up. Faith just followed.
"Do you think this time I can go in first class?"
The stewardess check their tickets and showed them to their seats. They were all alone in first class. Faith looked around.
"Uhh… why are we alone?"
"The council bought out the entire first class, so that we could uninterrupted - "
"Sex?"
"No!" Malcolm looked at Faith disgusted. "So that we could have an uninterrupted discussion about your Slayer-dom."
"Didn't we already have that?"
"No we-"
"Blah, blah, blah. That's all I hear from you."
"Could you be any more immature I mean your 17 for God's sake."
"Hey! I'm almost 18 and besides I'm just acting like a normal sophomore. You know, got to keep the whole secret identity thing going."
"Now again, how are you almost 18 and still a sophomore?"
"I thought I told you earlier. I ran away from home, twice. The first time, I was 15, I went to New York City with my then 25 year old boy friend for six months. The police arrested him under kidnapping charges."
"25? Wasn't he a bit to ol-"
"Young? Yeah, I know, I normally don't date men in their early to mid 20's, you know the whole "un-financially stable" thing. "
"Young? So I suppose I'm just the right age for you?"
"No, that was back during my whole "dating older men makes me more attractive" stage. Besides your all old and smelly."
"Smelly? I'll have you know I'm wearing the best cologne in Britain. Besides we're not talking about my odor! We're talking about how your all: "Look at me I'm so cool I'm 5x5" and what not."
"5x5?"
"That was what my last charge would say. She was, and I don't mean to boast, the best Slayer."
"Really What was her name?"
"Selene."
"That's pretty, how'd she die?"
"A demon killed her, his name was Kakistos."
"How long ago was that?"
"About six years ago."
"How long was she a slayer?"
"She managed to survive four years before being killed by Kakistos." Faith leaned forward and started to count with her fingers.
"Who was the Slayer after her?"
"India Cohen, then Buffy Summers, then Kendra and now you."
"So in the last ten years there have been five slayers? How long do we usually live?" Malcolm didn't answer her question. Faith grew restless. "Hello? I asked a question." Still no reply "I know you can hear me."
"Quiet!" Malcolm put his hand to his ear, "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what? I don't hear anything." Faith looked into Malcolm's eyes, they were filled with worry. "Is something wrong?" More silence. "Tell me!"
"Stay here." Malcolm got up from his seat. Faith turned and watched him look into the coach cabin. She calmly got out a package of twizzlers she swiped from the gift shot at Columbus. She took a bit out of three at the same time. She spoke to herself, chewing noisily.
"Always tastes much sweeter when it's stolen." There was a crash and sounds of struggling. Faith quickly got up and ran back to the coach cabin where she saw Malcolm fighting for his life against a large, gray , demon with kangaroo feet, long, skinny fingers with sharp nails and a single horn in the middle of it's forehead. "What the hell?" The monster attention went to Faith, it was running towards her and Faith just clenched her fists and got ready to fight. "Just like in gym class."
Kakistos grew impatient, he got up from his seat.
"Where is the Slayer?" He demanded. A man draped in black responded.
"She is on a plane…headed to…Ohio."
"To the hell mouth?"
"One of the hell mouths in Ohio. I can't determine which one." Kakistos grew angry.
"Can't you seers do anything besides annoy me?" He raised a fist. The seer constricted in fear.
"No! Please don't hurt me."
"Why should I listen to you?" He withdrew his fist "If I kill you your powers will just be passed to another. So really, how do you keep your place here?"
"Without me you will never know her location. If you try to kill me I'll make her untraceable to any seer or even magick!"
"You don't have such power!"
"You don't know that and I know you won't take the risk of losing her."
"Do I?" Kakistos grabbed the seer by the neck. The seer whimpered and with a flick of his wrist Kakistos broke the simple man's neck. "Bet you didn't see that coming." He dropped the body and it was soon covered by his vampire minions. "Now let's go have some fun." He stepped out of his throne room and called for the witch, Azrayal. She shimmered in.
"I need a favor." The witch rolled her eyes.
"What is it this time? A combustion spell? A cloaking spell? How about a glamour spell to hide that ugly mug of yours?" Kakistos grew angry.
'Do you want to have the same fate as the seer?" He pointed to the corpse on the floor. She was silent "I knew that my reasoning would be to your liking."
"What do I get out of this?"
"How about the fresh liver of a newborn babe?"
"I'm so over organ harvesting."
"How about a seat of power when I take over the world?"
"Cocky much?"
"Just do the spell!" He patient grew short.
"Fine, locator I believe?"
"Yes, and do it quickly!"
"I'll have my men on case as soon as I locate her."
"Then quit wasting time talking to me and while you at it get Mr. Trick in here as soon as he gets back ."
The airport wasn't crowded as much as Faith thought it would be. She grabbed her bags and headed to where Malcolm was sitting on a bench. Eating some crackers he had in his pocket. Faith looked angrily at him.
"So what was that about?" She asked.
"What was what about?"
"Well, let's see one minute I'm sleeping, dry as a bone and the next I'm soaking wet."
"Did you have any kind of weird dreams?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Did you drown in one of the dreams?"
"Maybe…" She was wondering where this was going.
"Was it in a cemetery? Where you being chased by a green, double-horned demon?"
"And your point being?"
"You had experienced the death of a previous Slayer. Her name was Lucy Hanover. She drowned to death."
"And what about the one earlier with the big scary man and the Kool-Aid mustache?" Faith sat down.
"You had a Kool-Aid mustache?"
"No! The man who bit me had the mustache and this really ugly face and long sharp finger nails."
"The only thing I could think of is The Master. But that Slayer isn't even dead…well at least not anymore."
"What? Wait a second Jeeves, I thought there was only one Slayer in the world. I certainly remember that part in the speech you gave me."
"Well, yes… technically you are THE slayer. If the other girl dies no one will take her place, but if you die THEN someone will take your place."
"And how does this work out? Two slayers?"
"Well she, Buffy Summers, died but was later revived. But since a slayer is only activated when one dies I can't be reversed. Once you are a slayer you will always be a slayer."
"Oh. So this Buffy girl, she was the slayer before me?"
"No a girl name Kendra was the slayer before you."
"How'd she die?"
"She had her throat slit by a ferocious, female vampire named Drusilla."
"Damn, I'm glad I didn't experience her death then."
"Flight 86 to Athens, Ohio now boarding. Flight 86 to Athens, Ohio now boarding." Malcolm got up. Faith just followed.
"Do you think this time I can go in first class?"
The stewardess check their tickets and showed them to their seats. They were all alone in first class. Faith looked around.
"Uhh… why are we alone?"
"The council bought out the entire first class, so that we could uninterrupted - "
"Sex?"
"No!" Malcolm looked at Faith disgusted. "So that we could have an uninterrupted discussion about your Slayer-dom."
"Didn't we already have that?"
"No we-"
"Blah, blah, blah. That's all I hear from you."
"Could you be any more immature I mean your 17 for God's sake."
"Hey! I'm almost 18 and besides I'm just acting like a normal sophomore. You know, got to keep the whole secret identity thing going."
"Now again, how are you almost 18 and still a sophomore?"
"I thought I told you earlier. I ran away from home, twice. The first time, I was 15, I went to New York City with my then 25 year old boy friend for six months. The police arrested him under kidnapping charges."
"25? Wasn't he a bit to ol-"
"Young? Yeah, I know, I normally don't date men in their early to mid 20's, you know the whole "un-financially stable" thing. "
"Young? So I suppose I'm just the right age for you?"
"No, that was back during my whole "dating older men makes me more attractive" stage. Besides your all old and smelly."
"Smelly? I'll have you know I'm wearing the best cologne in Britain. Besides we're not talking about my odor! We're talking about how your all: "Look at me I'm so cool I'm 5x5" and what not."
"5x5?"
"That was what my last charge would say. She was, and I don't mean to boast, the best Slayer."
"Really What was her name?"
"Selene."
"That's pretty, how'd she die?"
"A demon killed her, his name was Kakistos."
"How long ago was that?"
"About six years ago."
"How long was she a slayer?"
"She managed to survive four years before being killed by Kakistos." Faith leaned forward and started to count with her fingers.
"Who was the Slayer after her?"
"India Cohen, then Buffy Summers, then Kendra and now you."
"So in the last ten years there have been five slayers? How long do we usually live?" Malcolm didn't answer her question. Faith grew restless. "Hello? I asked a question." Still no reply "I know you can hear me."
"Quiet!" Malcolm put his hand to his ear, "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what? I don't hear anything." Faith looked into Malcolm's eyes, they were filled with worry. "Is something wrong?" More silence. "Tell me!"
"Stay here." Malcolm got up from his seat. Faith turned and watched him look into the coach cabin. She calmly got out a package of twizzlers she swiped from the gift shot at Columbus. She took a bit out of three at the same time. She spoke to herself, chewing noisily.
"Always tastes much sweeter when it's stolen." There was a crash and sounds of struggling. Faith quickly got up and ran back to the coach cabin where she saw Malcolm fighting for his life against a large, gray , demon with kangaroo feet, long, skinny fingers with sharp nails and a single horn in the middle of it's forehead. "What the hell?" The monster attention went to Faith, it was running towards her and Faith just clenched her fists and got ready to fight. "Just like in gym class."