author: Lucinda
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 2: Puzzlement
disclaimer: I hold no legal rights to any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the movie Lost Boys.
distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth, TNL. anyone else ask.
note: rather AU-ish for Faith. No big needed in Sunnydale Crisis, no big needed in LA crisis. Post Lost Boys the Movie.
Faith glared at the walls of her tiny apartment. Who in the hell did that vamp think he was? He'd almost seemed like he was flirting with her! Didn't he get the message that it was the blonde slayer that liked to screw the vamps instead of killing them? She was more in for the slaying.
She just had to be very careful that she only slew bad guys. She still had nightmares about Finch and the whole mess that had followed. Yeah, it had been great to have someone care, and the apartment that Dick had given her was just wicked cool, but... He'd used it to lure her into darkness, down the path of evil. Could she stagger back out of the darkness if she fell again?
But why was some vampire following her? She'd felt like someone had been following her lately, maybe it was this David the vampire. It might explain a few things, but if that was the case it raised a whole lot more questions. Like what did he want, why was he being so... behaved, and had he really been flirting with her?
Okay, maybe the last wasn't the same seriousness as the others, but it had felt like he was flirting a little bit. Not the blatent 'hey baby' thing, but more a 'look at me, aren't I sexy and mysterious' thing. Even more infuriating, it was working. He did look sexy, and he was mysterious. And he'd said he wasn't into helping the helpless...
She still was convinced that he had to be up to something. But what? She had no idea if it was a take over the city something, an end the world something, or maybe a kill the Slayer something. It made a big deal how he could be dealt with. And it could make a big difference in how much time she had.
Frustrated, she left the apartment, with a stake up her sleeve and an axe in hand. Somewhere in the area would be a demon or vampire that she could kill. And when she found that unfortunate evil, she would slay his ass to oblivion. It might take her mind off the questions that David had raised.
The air felt wrong, like something dangerous was hunting. It made her feel edgy, and she started searching in earnest, finding nothing more than a couple very stupid new minions. They didn't even distract her a little bit. Annoyed, she looked skyward, glaring. "Now would be a good time for a clue."
"Maybe I can help you out with that, beautiful." David's words sounded almost but not quite casual.
Faith looked at him, part of her mind taking note of just how sexy he looked, another part trying to figure out if he was the source of this weird feeling. "What do you know about this? And what's in it for you?" She smiled a little as she asked, not wanting to turn away possible help. She had an ugly suspicion that she'd need the help to deal with whatever evil she was sensing.
He grinned, running one hand over his spiked hair. "So wary… I get the feeling that you don't trust me. How about I put it this way… there's something out there, and I don't know what it is. I saw it, and have no idea what the thing is or how to kill it. I want it killed."
Faith tilted her head, fingering her axe as she considered his words. "What did it look like, and why do you want it dead?"
He gave a short laugh that held no humor. "I'm sure you can feel it too. It's evil. Also about ten feet tall, covered with orange scales, and when I saw it, busily engaged in eating a particularly slow minion. I don't want anything that eats vampires to hang around."
Faith shivered, no longer questioning his motivation very much. Even if there was an ulterior motive lurking, the thing had to go. "If it eats vampires, it'll probably eat anything. Hmmm… did it have any horns? How many fingers were there?"
"One horn on the fore head, didn't check it's eye color, and I think four fingers and a thumb. With wicked talons." David frowned. "Any idea how to kill it?"
"Yeah, it has this really funky name that I can't pronounce, something not quite like Lula thicken. Starts with the basic hack and slash, meaning we have to cut it to pieces. It's got scales, so it has to be hit pretty hard, but I'm a Slayer and you're a vamp, so that shouldn't be a problem. After it's chopped, we need to burn the body." Faith felt almost proud of herself for remembering that.
"Why burn it? Wouldn't the dismemberment be enough?" There was something in his voice, halfway between admiration and concern.
"David, we're talking about a vicious nasty demon, named by some long dead Middle Eastern ancient dead guys. It has to be burned so the parts don't grow back together." She smiled just a little, hoping that he'd take it as a warning not to push his luck.
"That's… just wrong." David looked rather disturbed.
She gave a tiny smile. "You're talking about a demon. That's already several types of wrong. Got a sharp weapon? If not, there's a shop I know where we can pick one up. Then, you can just lead the way to the evil vampire eating monster."
"Lucky me. At least I get to spend what could be my last evening with a lovely woman." He smiled just a bit. "I got a short sword. Let's go the quick way."
With that, he moved, reaching out, grabbing her arm and leaping impossibly upwards with her held against his body before she could react. Amazement warred with fear as she realized what was happening. "We're flying!"
"Yeah… it's a great thing. And there's the Lula demon." David's chuckle vibrated against her.
Faith looked at the thing, noting the blood that covered it's face and talons. "And it looks like it thinks it's in an all you can eat buffet. Right then, time to slay it."
The fight was brutal, and felt like it went on forever. They had to hack the thing until it fell down from blood loss, by which point both of them felt exhausted. Slowly, they chopped it apart, some parts needing severed several times as they tried to grow back together.
"Damn, we need something to burn it with." Faith wiped at a lock of hair, feeling a smear of something stick to her check.
"What do you know… a liquer store." David sounded tired but amused. "I'll be right back."
Faith kept chopping the fingers back off while she waited, and David kicked the door down. He started carrying out bottles of high proof alcohol, throwing them over the body parts. With a wicked smile, he pulled a lighter, and lit a brown paper bag on fire. Dropping it onto the edge of a puddle of blood and alcohol, he leapt back as the flames almost exploded outward, engulfing the remains in flames and fumes and smoke.
"Damn… That was not fun." Faith felt like her bones were lead. Everything hurt and burned with exhaustion.
"Have to agree with you there." David leaned over, brushing his lips over hers. "But any time you need some help killing something, I'd be happy to help you."
She was left staring at the sky, fingers over her lips, trying to make sense of what had just happened. After a few moments, she decided to just go home, take a long shower, and sleep. Maybe it would all make sense then. But probably not.
End Puzzlement.
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 2: Puzzlement
disclaimer: I hold no legal rights to any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the movie Lost Boys.
distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth, TNL. anyone else ask.
note: rather AU-ish for Faith. No big needed in Sunnydale Crisis, no big needed in LA crisis. Post Lost Boys the Movie.
Faith glared at the walls of her tiny apartment. Who in the hell did that vamp think he was? He'd almost seemed like he was flirting with her! Didn't he get the message that it was the blonde slayer that liked to screw the vamps instead of killing them? She was more in for the slaying.
She just had to be very careful that she only slew bad guys. She still had nightmares about Finch and the whole mess that had followed. Yeah, it had been great to have someone care, and the apartment that Dick had given her was just wicked cool, but... He'd used it to lure her into darkness, down the path of evil. Could she stagger back out of the darkness if she fell again?
But why was some vampire following her? She'd felt like someone had been following her lately, maybe it was this David the vampire. It might explain a few things, but if that was the case it raised a whole lot more questions. Like what did he want, why was he being so... behaved, and had he really been flirting with her?
Okay, maybe the last wasn't the same seriousness as the others, but it had felt like he was flirting a little bit. Not the blatent 'hey baby' thing, but more a 'look at me, aren't I sexy and mysterious' thing. Even more infuriating, it was working. He did look sexy, and he was mysterious. And he'd said he wasn't into helping the helpless...
She still was convinced that he had to be up to something. But what? She had no idea if it was a take over the city something, an end the world something, or maybe a kill the Slayer something. It made a big deal how he could be dealt with. And it could make a big difference in how much time she had.
Frustrated, she left the apartment, with a stake up her sleeve and an axe in hand. Somewhere in the area would be a demon or vampire that she could kill. And when she found that unfortunate evil, she would slay his ass to oblivion. It might take her mind off the questions that David had raised.
The air felt wrong, like something dangerous was hunting. It made her feel edgy, and she started searching in earnest, finding nothing more than a couple very stupid new minions. They didn't even distract her a little bit. Annoyed, she looked skyward, glaring. "Now would be a good time for a clue."
"Maybe I can help you out with that, beautiful." David's words sounded almost but not quite casual.
Faith looked at him, part of her mind taking note of just how sexy he looked, another part trying to figure out if he was the source of this weird feeling. "What do you know about this? And what's in it for you?" She smiled a little as she asked, not wanting to turn away possible help. She had an ugly suspicion that she'd need the help to deal with whatever evil she was sensing.
He grinned, running one hand over his spiked hair. "So wary… I get the feeling that you don't trust me. How about I put it this way… there's something out there, and I don't know what it is. I saw it, and have no idea what the thing is or how to kill it. I want it killed."
Faith tilted her head, fingering her axe as she considered his words. "What did it look like, and why do you want it dead?"
He gave a short laugh that held no humor. "I'm sure you can feel it too. It's evil. Also about ten feet tall, covered with orange scales, and when I saw it, busily engaged in eating a particularly slow minion. I don't want anything that eats vampires to hang around."
Faith shivered, no longer questioning his motivation very much. Even if there was an ulterior motive lurking, the thing had to go. "If it eats vampires, it'll probably eat anything. Hmmm… did it have any horns? How many fingers were there?"
"One horn on the fore head, didn't check it's eye color, and I think four fingers and a thumb. With wicked talons." David frowned. "Any idea how to kill it?"
"Yeah, it has this really funky name that I can't pronounce, something not quite like Lula thicken. Starts with the basic hack and slash, meaning we have to cut it to pieces. It's got scales, so it has to be hit pretty hard, but I'm a Slayer and you're a vamp, so that shouldn't be a problem. After it's chopped, we need to burn the body." Faith felt almost proud of herself for remembering that.
"Why burn it? Wouldn't the dismemberment be enough?" There was something in his voice, halfway between admiration and concern.
"David, we're talking about a vicious nasty demon, named by some long dead Middle Eastern ancient dead guys. It has to be burned so the parts don't grow back together." She smiled just a little, hoping that he'd take it as a warning not to push his luck.
"That's… just wrong." David looked rather disturbed.
She gave a tiny smile. "You're talking about a demon. That's already several types of wrong. Got a sharp weapon? If not, there's a shop I know where we can pick one up. Then, you can just lead the way to the evil vampire eating monster."
"Lucky me. At least I get to spend what could be my last evening with a lovely woman." He smiled just a bit. "I got a short sword. Let's go the quick way."
With that, he moved, reaching out, grabbing her arm and leaping impossibly upwards with her held against his body before she could react. Amazement warred with fear as she realized what was happening. "We're flying!"
"Yeah… it's a great thing. And there's the Lula demon." David's chuckle vibrated against her.
Faith looked at the thing, noting the blood that covered it's face and talons. "And it looks like it thinks it's in an all you can eat buffet. Right then, time to slay it."
The fight was brutal, and felt like it went on forever. They had to hack the thing until it fell down from blood loss, by which point both of them felt exhausted. Slowly, they chopped it apart, some parts needing severed several times as they tried to grow back together.
"Damn, we need something to burn it with." Faith wiped at a lock of hair, feeling a smear of something stick to her check.
"What do you know… a liquer store." David sounded tired but amused. "I'll be right back."
Faith kept chopping the fingers back off while she waited, and David kicked the door down. He started carrying out bottles of high proof alcohol, throwing them over the body parts. With a wicked smile, he pulled a lighter, and lit a brown paper bag on fire. Dropping it onto the edge of a puddle of blood and alcohol, he leapt back as the flames almost exploded outward, engulfing the remains in flames and fumes and smoke.
"Damn… That was not fun." Faith felt like her bones were lead. Everything hurt and burned with exhaustion.
"Have to agree with you there." David leaned over, brushing his lips over hers. "But any time you need some help killing something, I'd be happy to help you."
She was left staring at the sky, fingers over her lips, trying to make sense of what had just happened. After a few moments, she decided to just go home, take a long shower, and sleep. Maybe it would all make sense then. But probably not.
End Puzzlement.