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Sorry about the delay, as I have been reading too much fanfic lately to write my own. On with the show!!!
Long Lived Xander Chapter 2
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Faith opened her eyes to the noise of the guard from Nazi hell walking down the corridor. She groaned as she swung her feet to the floor and stood waiting for her inevitable abuse. The brutish female guard stopped in front of her cell then unlocked the door.
"Hello there Faith," she greeted, licking her lips.
"What do you want now you piece of human garbage? More fun at the expense of the taxpayer?" Faith replied sarcastically, crossing her arms and tensing up for the taser blast that was sure to come.
"Sorry, not tonight darling," the guard said, her stance dropping a bit. "You're being released by special order of the governor."
Faith just stared.
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Faith walked out of the gate of her former prison and looked around for whoever had sprung her. Seeing no one, she started walking, trying to figure out what to do now. Her bad girl days were far behind her as the years in prison helped her to get that out of her system.
Faith stopped and turned around, scanning the area. She was being followed. Faith spun around and dropping into a fighting stance.
"Hello Faith"
"It was you?," she yelled furiously. "I don't work for you Watchers, not anymore."
Spike headed north to the biggest seaport near LA. West was his eventual direction, as Africa was his destination. He had finally found someone to deactivate the chip for cash. He was free from the pain, but he needed an edge on the Slayer. He trudged along, away from his broken down car muttering curses at his rejection by Buffy. Spike suddenly perked up. He smelled blood.
Hearing voices at the end of his vampiric range he started his stalk. Closer he came to the people under the streetlight and then he stopped and listened. He knew that voice.
*Quentin bloody Travers, that bloody Watcher who bolloxed up Buffy's life when she was trying to deal with Glory, * Spike thought. He grinned; he was going to get some revenge and food at the same time.
"I am afraid you have no choice my young friend, we own you now," Travers said with a smirk. "Sex sells in the demon community and you are strong enough to take it but not strong enough to fight these demons. Such a fitting punishment for one such as you," he said with a leer.
"Bite me, I will not do anything for you. I am on my own now. The Powers That Be released me with your cash and you have nothing on me," Faith retorted. Realizing he was stalling until help arrived, she was about to walk away when she felt something watching.
Creeping up on the two people arguing vehemently Spike stopped when the dark-haired girl suddenly stopped arguing and pulled out a stake. She began looking around in the shadows for what she sensed was there.
"Oh bloody hell," Spike whispered to himself and turned to run. At that moment, he heard a twig snap and he saw another vampire step out from the shadows across the street from them.
Faith launched into an attack on the vampire and Spike, seeing his chance grabbed the Watcher and pulled him into the shadows. Spike sank his teeth into the man, relishing the lack of pain and drained him dry in a matter of moments. Satisfied with his revenge he moved a few yards away and turned to the other scene being played out.
Watching closely, he watched what obviously was a Slayer, destroy the young fledgling across the street with great skill.
*Hell, I can take her. I'll have her blood and then I will be strong enough to take Buffy down,* Spike thought.
"Hey girlie," he called out cockily. "Let's dance"
He rushed her and stopped short to jab with a right. Faith easily blocked it and kneed him in the stomach. Thus, the dance started without abandon. He punched and kicked while she blocked and returned the favor. They circled around each other until Faith finally saw her opening. The bleach blond vampire didn't guard his left very well. Feinting to his right with a kick she allowed him to grab her leg and hold it under his arm. Suddenly she dropped to the ground and swung toward his legs, pulling him in closer and over her body by combination of her weight and strength. Spike flipped over his head and landed on his back. Grimacing with pain he started to sit up when he felt the stake enter his heart.
Brushing the dust off her clothes, Faith looked around for any more vampires. Then she remembered the nasty little Watcher that had her released and her record expunged. She looked across the street and saw a leg sticking out into the halo the streetlight provided.
"Damn, but that does solve a problem" Faith quipped and walked toward the sound of the highway.
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Ok, I hate Spike, I admit it. Next chapter we get Faith and Xander in the same city. I hope you enjoy what I am about to do. It should be interesting.