author: Lucinda
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 4: Crossed A Line Somewhere
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 had been trying to figure out David for the past couple days. Why was he deliberately seeking her out, making certain that they encountered each other? What was he up to? And that whole thing where he'd saved Matt... It just didn't fit the normal vampire behavior. David didn't fit.
What was even worse, somehow, she'd stopped thinking of him as 'that annoying vampire' and started thinking of him as 'David'. She wasn't categorizing him neatly into 'vampire - bad' in her mind anymore, and that was bound to be trouble. Thinking of him as a person meant that if he needed taken down, it would be harder, and that moment or two of hesitation could be fatal.
David had to be planning something, something devious, and probably violent. And he seemed to want her to have enough of a decent opinion of him that she wouldn't stop him. But what if... this tiny little voice inside whispered the little thought that maybe his plot wasn't something fiendish. Maybe, just maybe... But that was part of the problem in thinking of him as David instead of as a vampire.
Somehow, he'd crossed that line in her mind. He'd gone from simply a vampire, to an individual. Not only that, but he'd been useful, helped her with the Lulu demon and helped save that little boy. Were those the actions of a selfish vampire? Well, maybe the Lula demon was self-centered, but not saving the boy. Or was it? Was the rescue of the boy just part of some ploy to make her think better of him?
Faith threw a pillow against the wall, watching the dust-motes scatter wildly as it hit. She was thinking herself in circles about David. If this kept up, it wouldn't matter what he was up to, she'd be so distracted that she got killed before she'd ever find out.
"This is just freakin' ridiculous. I got to focus on the more important thing - not getting killed." She grabbed her jacket, tucking a couple spare stakes and a pair of daggers, one silver, and the other steel. That should cover all the most common ways to kill things.
Her patrol went, with time dragging out into near tortorus lengths. A pair of Ch'porat demons, seven minions, a ghoul, a partridge and a pear tree later - and that was something that would stick in her memory for a long time, she realized what seemed to be missing. David. She hadn't seen him at all tonight, and hadn't felt him nearby either. It made her feel... odd, sort of like she was missing him.
How had he managed to insinuate himself into things that deeply, that quickly? He wasn't her friend, or her lover. He hadn't been actively trying to kill her. So, why did his absence stand out so much? The only answer that she could come up with was that David was evil. Yeah, that had to be it. Evil.
It couldn't be those intense blue eyes, or the leather, or the pale spiky hair. It couldn't be those muscular arms or tight ass. Or the way he smelled like salt and wind and male. It couldn't be that slow, sexy smile, or the dimple that showed up when he laughed.
Because if it was any of those things, it would mean that he'd crossed another line somewhere. That he'd not only gone from 'vampire' to 'person' but to 'potential lover'. That would be far worse trouble than just David being a person, the sort of feelings that would give her a moment's hesitation before killing him. She wasn't supposed to be lusting after a vamp. No matter how good-looking he was. She wasn't supposed to, it was just...
Hopeless.
Faith wanted to scream in frustration, or cry, or kick her feet. Anything to let the world know just how wrong and unfair and entirely hopeless that the entire idea of her and David could possibly be. Instead, she found a pack of Peskip demons, essentially the demon equivalent of teenage hoodlums, only their adolescence lasted for about a century. She didn't kill them, but the violence not only put the fear of Faith in them, but almost certainly guaranteed their good behavior for a couple weeks, or whenever they would get out of all the casts and bandages, whichever came sooner.
Stupid sexy vampires and their insidious charms anyhow. Could she just go on record objecting to the whole idea? Slayers and Vampires were NOT meant to be.
But what if she wasn't always a Slayer?
The idea stunned her, striking at something inside. Not like heat, or cold, or painful knots, just... As if something had been shaken that she hadn't realized could even move, let alone vibrate. It was an amazing, liberating, terrifying thought. What if she didn't remain a Slayer? Not that it was something that you could really quit... Or was that his plan? Get her interested, and then... Get her? Turn her?
Oh God, this was pretty much a hopeless mess. Bad if he did want her like that, worse if he wanted to turn her. And bad if he was just being friendly and she was reading everything wrong due to her own growing urge to jump his undead bones. There was just no way that she could see a happy ending in this.
But at least it wouldn't be dull. Not with David involved.
end Darkened Faith 4: Crossed a Line Somewhere.
rating: pg 13
pairing: Faith/David (from Lost Boys)
Darkened Faith 4: Crossed A Line Somewhere
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 had been trying to figure out David for the past couple days. Why was he deliberately seeking her out, making certain that they encountered each other? What was he up to? And that whole thing where he'd saved Matt... It just didn't fit the normal vampire behavior. David didn't fit.
What was even worse, somehow, she'd stopped thinking of him as 'that annoying vampire' and started thinking of him as 'David'. She wasn't categorizing him neatly into 'vampire - bad' in her mind anymore, and that was bound to be trouble. Thinking of him as a person meant that if he needed taken down, it would be harder, and that moment or two of hesitation could be fatal.
David had to be planning something, something devious, and probably violent. And he seemed to want her to have enough of a decent opinion of him that she wouldn't stop him. But what if... this tiny little voice inside whispered the little thought that maybe his plot wasn't something fiendish. Maybe, just maybe... But that was part of the problem in thinking of him as David instead of as a vampire.
Somehow, he'd crossed that line in her mind. He'd gone from simply a vampire, to an individual. Not only that, but he'd been useful, helped her with the Lulu demon and helped save that little boy. Were those the actions of a selfish vampire? Well, maybe the Lula demon was self-centered, but not saving the boy. Or was it? Was the rescue of the boy just part of some ploy to make her think better of him?
Faith threw a pillow against the wall, watching the dust-motes scatter wildly as it hit. She was thinking herself in circles about David. If this kept up, it wouldn't matter what he was up to, she'd be so distracted that she got killed before she'd ever find out.
"This is just freakin' ridiculous. I got to focus on the more important thing - not getting killed." She grabbed her jacket, tucking a couple spare stakes and a pair of daggers, one silver, and the other steel. That should cover all the most common ways to kill things.
Her patrol went, with time dragging out into near tortorus lengths. A pair of Ch'porat demons, seven minions, a ghoul, a partridge and a pear tree later - and that was something that would stick in her memory for a long time, she realized what seemed to be missing. David. She hadn't seen him at all tonight, and hadn't felt him nearby either. It made her feel... odd, sort of like she was missing him.
How had he managed to insinuate himself into things that deeply, that quickly? He wasn't her friend, or her lover. He hadn't been actively trying to kill her. So, why did his absence stand out so much? The only answer that she could come up with was that David was evil. Yeah, that had to be it. Evil.
It couldn't be those intense blue eyes, or the leather, or the pale spiky hair. It couldn't be those muscular arms or tight ass. Or the way he smelled like salt and wind and male. It couldn't be that slow, sexy smile, or the dimple that showed up when he laughed.
Because if it was any of those things, it would mean that he'd crossed another line somewhere. That he'd not only gone from 'vampire' to 'person' but to 'potential lover'. That would be far worse trouble than just David being a person, the sort of feelings that would give her a moment's hesitation before killing him. She wasn't supposed to be lusting after a vamp. No matter how good-looking he was. She wasn't supposed to, it was just...
Hopeless.
Faith wanted to scream in frustration, or cry, or kick her feet. Anything to let the world know just how wrong and unfair and entirely hopeless that the entire idea of her and David could possibly be. Instead, she found a pack of Peskip demons, essentially the demon equivalent of teenage hoodlums, only their adolescence lasted for about a century. She didn't kill them, but the violence not only put the fear of Faith in them, but almost certainly guaranteed their good behavior for a couple weeks, or whenever they would get out of all the casts and bandages, whichever came sooner.
Stupid sexy vampires and their insidious charms anyhow. Could she just go on record objecting to the whole idea? Slayers and Vampires were NOT meant to be.
But what if she wasn't always a Slayer?
The idea stunned her, striking at something inside. Not like heat, or cold, or painful knots, just... As if something had been shaken that she hadn't realized could even move, let alone vibrate. It was an amazing, liberating, terrifying thought. What if she didn't remain a Slayer? Not that it was something that you could really quit... Or was that his plan? Get her interested, and then... Get her? Turn her?
Oh God, this was pretty much a hopeless mess. Bad if he did want her like that, worse if he wanted to turn her. And bad if he was just being friendly and she was reading everything wrong due to her own growing urge to jump his undead bones. There was just no way that she could see a happy ending in this.
But at least it wouldn't be dull. Not with David involved.
end Darkened Faith 4: Crossed a Line Somewhere.