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"You're Elizabeth, right?"
Faith looked over to see a tall, middle-aged man dressed all in black coming towards her.
"Yeah, that's me." She replied, taking up her usual 'I'm better then you.' Attitude before she realized that wasn't her anymore and it wasn't what she wanted to be like.
"I'm Rick." The man told her, reaching out to shake her hand. "Do you prefer Elizabeth, or Liz?"
Faith shrugged. "I'm good with either. Liz is shorter though."
Rick nodded. "So have you done any kind of this work before?"
She shook her head and Rick stared at her in surprise.
"How the hell did they hire you then?" He asked.
"I was willing to learn and I get paid a hell of a lot less then everyone else. But I learn quick." She assured him, seeing his skeptical look.
"If you say so." He said. "Tonight, we have a pay per view going o and I doubt I should be letting you do that. But for now, I'll be taking you through everything. I'll start you out easy, you'll just be following one of the camera men, holding the cables, making sure he ahs enough room to go where he wants and that he doesn't trip over it."
Faith nodded, briefly wondering if he made this job up just for her.
"I'll take you down to the arena, show you how everything is set up, it's the same in every city. So tomorrow night, we'll have you working with Larry.
Faith nodded again as he led her out to the arena. He stopped in front of the ring.
"Hey Larry, come over here for a minute."
As Rick and Larry talked, Faith looked around in awe. It was so huge and there were so many seats, but it didn't matter, as usual, nobody would be paying attention to her.
"Liz, hey Liz."
Faith looked up, realizing he was talking to her. She really had to get used to her new name. Putting on a big smile, she walked over to where the two men were standing.
"Hi." She said.
The man named Larry nodded at her and pushed some cables into her arms.
"Thanks." She mumbled.
"I'll leave you two at it." Rick said with a smile. He looked at Faith. "You have your plane ticket?"
She nodded.
"Great then after your little training session, you're on your own and we'll see you at the arena tomorrow at two. Should be enough time to do another quick run through."
Faith nodded and he began to walk away.
"Oh." He said, turning around and handing Faith a badge. "This is your staff pass, keep it with you at all times."
Again she nodded and waved good-bye before turning to Larry.
"So what's first?"
He glared down at her. "Rick told me you had no experience."
She shrugged. "What of it?"
Larry let out a grunt. "This is what you do, hold the cables, and keep your mouth shut. That's all you need to know."
He turned and started walking away as well.
"That's it?" Faith called after him.
"Yup, nothing more some stupid little girl can do?"
Faith restrained herself from charging him and smacking that stupid little sneer off his face. Instead, she let it go, it wasn't who she was anymore.
Dropping the cables, she shook her head in disgust and left the arena.
Perhaps she could get an earlier flight.
- - -
It was times like these when faith wished she hadn't given up drinking, or smoking, or even hitting on guys but she knew that thinking about it was bad. Just doing one of these things would have all her bad habits come crashing down on her and it was the last thing she needed or wanted.
"Another?" The bartender asked, leering down at her.
Faith had to stop herself from smacking him. This night wasn't going so well in that department.
"Yes, please." She said with a sickenly sweet smile.
"One root beer coming up."
He handed her the bottle and Faith snatched it away from him, turning in her bar stool with a roll of her eyes.
Ahh, the new beer of choice, root beer. As long as she kept to it, she managed to stay out of trouble.
She was able to switch to an earlier flight and after a long nap, decided she had to get out of her room. It was still too early to go patrolling so she decided to check out the hotel lounge. She had now been her for a few hours and she could have left to gone out patrolling but finding the effort for that was just too much at the moment.
"You should ignore him, root beer is a fine choice."
Faith turned to see a tall muscular man with shoulder length blonde hair and sexy blue eyes that went well with his sexy smile.
'If this was a few years ago...'
But she quickly pushed that thought away.
"Yeah, it's all I drink." She said out loud.
"Mind if I sit down?"
She shrugged. "It's a free country."
He sat down and ordered the same drink as her, turning in his stool to face the same direction as her.
"Not much of a drinker?" He asked.
Again she shrugged. "New job tomorrow."
"Yeah I see what you mean, I usually wait a week before showing up with a hangover."
She gave him a small smile.
"Not much for talking, huh?"
She shrugged and spun around, placing her bottle on the bar.
"I should get out of here." She stood up and reached for her wallet but he stopped her.
"I got it."
She shook her head. "It's cool, I got money."
"No, I insist. It's not everyday I get to buy a pretty girl a drink."
"Try four."
"Excuse me?" He asked confused.
"I had four."
He smiled. "All the more better for me."
Faith nodded and put her wallet back. "Thanks."
"It's not problem."
She turned to leave when he called out to her.
"Wait, what's your name?"
She turned around. "Fai- Elizabeth."
"Faye Elizabeth?" He asked.
"uhh, yeah, I just go by Elizabeth or Liz."
She turned and continued walking, berating herself for almost slipping up. Guess her name was now Faye-Elizabeth. Meh, it worked.
"Wait."
She turned around again.
"Don't you want to know who I am?"
She smiled her old cocky smile before throwing a wink at him.
"Not really."
She turned and walked out.
- - -
"Man, who was that girl?" Edge asked.
Chris Jericho shrugged. "Her name is Faye-Elizabeth but she goes by Liz."
"How come she didn't stick around?"
"Said she had to go, she's starting a new job tomorrow."
Edge nodded. "Where?"
"I don't know, we didn't talk long."
"Did you at least get her number?"
Jericho looked away. "What's with the third degree?"
"You didn't get her number?" Edge asked in disbelief.
"She didn't even want my name, what makes you think she'd give me her number."
Edge just shook his head before turning to the bartender.
"Can I get a beer?"
After receiving it, he turned back to Jericho. "Dude what are you drinking?"
Jericho looked down at the root beer he had bought with Faye-Elizabeth. Such an interesting name but it was beautiful, like her.
Oh yeah, he had seen her for two minutes and already he was hooked. It was a pity he'd never se her again.
"I'm going out for a walk."
He stood up and put enough money on the bar to cover both his and Liz's drinks.
"Al right, see you back in the room." Edge said.
Jericho nodded and left, wanting to clear his head before he went to sleep.
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He had been out walking for nearly an hour when he realized he hand now idea where he was. It only became worse when he heard a growl behind him. Turning around, he came face to face with two guys and two girls. At first they seemed normal but as soon as they stepped out of the shadows he decided they couldn't be human. Their faces were grotesque with ridges on their foreheads, yellow eyes and fangs. Wait, fangs?
'I guess vampires are real.' He thought to himself.
"Looks like we get dinner." One of the guys said.
One of the girls giggled. "He's all big and muscley. I bet he tastes read good."
"The ones that work out always do." The other girl said, licking her lips.
"Actually, it's all fake, I never work out, I'm very sick and weak." Jericho said, backing up. He backed up right into a wall and he silently cursed to himself.
"I don't like it when dinner talks." The first girl pouted.
"You should take that as a sign to leave him alone then."
Jericho turned to see who the new person was. They could only be described as an angel.
Realizing who it was, he cursed again. She may have been an angel but she'd soon be a dead angel if she didn't leave.
"Liz." He called, getting her attention.
She peered around the Vampires to look at him.
"Not you." She groaned.
"You have to leave. Go and get help."
"I don't think so." The second male vampire spoke up. "You see, there's four of us so the more food the better."
Liz snorted. "That's the best you got?"
"Liz, please." He tried again. "I'll be fine, just get out of here."
She shook her head. "See that's where we have a problem. You want me to leave but after seeing what's going on, it's hard to do just that. You can do me something though." She told him, stepping forward.
Jericho looked at her confused, wondering what the hell she was doing.
She stopped just in front of the vampires but was still staring at him.
"Duck." Was all she said.
He didn't think, just did as she said. It was a good thing too as a body came crashing against the wall above him. He rolled out of the way before it landed on top of him. Looking up, he saw Liz stab one of the vampires in the heart with a stake. It turned to dust and she tossed the stake at him, going into a roundhouse to kick one of the females in the face.
"Aim for the heart." She yelled at him before launching another attack.
Jericho looked at the stake in his hand, then at the vampire struggling to get up. He lifted his arm and brought it over the vampire's heart, scrambling back when he exploded into dust.
Looking up again, he saw Liz walking towards him, having already finished off the other Vampires. She held out a hand to him and he accepted it, surprised by her strength as she pulled him up.
"You okay?" She asked.
He nodded staring in wide-eyes wonderment.
"You staying at the hotel we met at"
Again he nodded.
"Looks like you're not much for talking now." She said with a smirk. "Come on, I'll walk you back."
They walked in silence for a few minutes until he finally spoke,
"Shouldn't it be the guy walking the girl home?"
Liz gave him a small smile. "Ah, but I wasn't the one attacked."
"True." He replied. "So vampires, huh?"
She gave him an appraising look. "Good to see someone who doesn't fall into the trap."
"What trap?" He asked.
"Hmm, let's see. Those people you saw, they were just a gang on PCP. The dust, that was all a trick of the light."
Jericho stopped and stared at her in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? People actually believe that?"
"Oh yeah."
"And why are you fighting them? How did you learn about them?"
"Cause I was special once and it was what I had to do."
They stepped into the lobby of the hotel.
"You should be fine now." Liz told him. "A word of advice though, you might not want to mention the whole Vampire thing. People will star thinking you're crazy."
"You said you were special once and it's what you had to do, what about now?"
Liz gave him a small sad smile. "I still fight them, I can't turn my back on it now that I know. But I'm not special anymore, now, I'm no one."
She left him then and it wasn't until she got into the elevator did he realize that he didn't get her phone number, he didn't say thanks, and she still didn't know his name. Somehow, she didn't strike him as a wrestling fan.
This night was just weird and he decided the best course of action was to go to his room and get some sleep.
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Faith let out a sigh as the elevator doors closed. God what a day. Too many things going on and she had just wanted to end it with a nice simple patrol. It had seemed she would get her wish at first but then she had broken up a group of Vamps looking for a midnight snack. No biggie, right? Well it turned out Midnight Snack was none other then the guy she had met in the bar.
She quickly took out the Vamps and was surprised to see the guy dust a vamp as well. What was even more surprising was the way he just accepted everything. He didn't run away screaming, instead he said, very calmly, "So Vampires, huh?"
Even when she gave him the whole PCP and lighting trick that others so desperately wanted to cling too, he wouldn't accept that bullshit.
It was a pity, he really seemed like a nice guy. Not the type that was usually interested in her. Guys that were interested in her usually wanted one thing. He didn't seem like that type though. So that would mean that if by some crazy chance, she got to know him, he'd run away by the end of the night. She was and always will be a bad girl, no matter how hard she tried to change that. And if her old ways didn't chase him away her jail time would, or the reason she was in jail would. That wasn't something you could hide forever.
It really was too bad, he seemed like one of the few people who would actually accept the whole Slayer/ Supernatural thing.
It was a real good thing she'd never see him again, she'd be gone in a few days, on to the next city. Because if she did stay, she just may be tempted to find him and that would lead to nothing good. It never would. No, it was better that she stayed alone.
The elevator opened and she went to her room, swiping the card through. As crew members, they were meant to share rooms but with Faith being new and an odd number of crew, she got her own for the time being and she couldn't be happier. What with her late night outings and all.
Sighing, she went over to the bed and fell back on to it. Staring up at the ceiling, she reflected on her day once more.
It was actually fun to be hit on a guy who didn't seem interested in taking her to a back alley or a sleazy motel for a quick fuck. No, he genuinely seemed interested, and that made her sad because it had never happened before.
Shaking her head, she pushed her thoughts out. Why bother thinking about something that would never happen? She purposely didn't get his name so she would never look for him after this.
She had to face it, she was better off alone.
She deserved to be alone.
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"You're Elizabeth, right?"
Faith looked over to see a tall, middle-aged man dressed all in black coming towards her.
"Yeah, that's me." She replied, taking up her usual 'I'm better then you.' Attitude before she realized that wasn't her anymore and it wasn't what she wanted to be like.
"I'm Rick." The man told her, reaching out to shake her hand. "Do you prefer Elizabeth, or Liz?"
Faith shrugged. "I'm good with either. Liz is shorter though."
Rick nodded. "So have you done any kind of this work before?"
She shook her head and Rick stared at her in surprise.
"How the hell did they hire you then?" He asked.
"I was willing to learn and I get paid a hell of a lot less then everyone else. But I learn quick." She assured him, seeing his skeptical look.
"If you say so." He said. "Tonight, we have a pay per view going o and I doubt I should be letting you do that. But for now, I'll be taking you through everything. I'll start you out easy, you'll just be following one of the camera men, holding the cables, making sure he ahs enough room to go where he wants and that he doesn't trip over it."
Faith nodded, briefly wondering if he made this job up just for her.
"I'll take you down to the arena, show you how everything is set up, it's the same in every city. So tomorrow night, we'll have you working with Larry.
Faith nodded again as he led her out to the arena. He stopped in front of the ring.
"Hey Larry, come over here for a minute."
As Rick and Larry talked, Faith looked around in awe. It was so huge and there were so many seats, but it didn't matter, as usual, nobody would be paying attention to her.
"Liz, hey Liz."
Faith looked up, realizing he was talking to her. She really had to get used to her new name. Putting on a big smile, she walked over to where the two men were standing.
"Hi." She said.
The man named Larry nodded at her and pushed some cables into her arms.
"Thanks." She mumbled.
"I'll leave you two at it." Rick said with a smile. He looked at Faith. "You have your plane ticket?"
She nodded.
"Great then after your little training session, you're on your own and we'll see you at the arena tomorrow at two. Should be enough time to do another quick run through."
Faith nodded and he began to walk away.
"Oh." He said, turning around and handing Faith a badge. "This is your staff pass, keep it with you at all times."
Again she nodded and waved good-bye before turning to Larry.
"So what's first?"
He glared down at her. "Rick told me you had no experience."
She shrugged. "What of it?"
Larry let out a grunt. "This is what you do, hold the cables, and keep your mouth shut. That's all you need to know."
He turned and started walking away as well.
"That's it?" Faith called after him.
"Yup, nothing more some stupid little girl can do?"
Faith restrained herself from charging him and smacking that stupid little sneer off his face. Instead, she let it go, it wasn't who she was anymore.
Dropping the cables, she shook her head in disgust and left the arena.
Perhaps she could get an earlier flight.
- - -
It was times like these when faith wished she hadn't given up drinking, or smoking, or even hitting on guys but she knew that thinking about it was bad. Just doing one of these things would have all her bad habits come crashing down on her and it was the last thing she needed or wanted.
"Another?" The bartender asked, leering down at her.
Faith had to stop herself from smacking him. This night wasn't going so well in that department.
"Yes, please." She said with a sickenly sweet smile.
"One root beer coming up."
He handed her the bottle and Faith snatched it away from him, turning in her bar stool with a roll of her eyes.
Ahh, the new beer of choice, root beer. As long as she kept to it, she managed to stay out of trouble.
She was able to switch to an earlier flight and after a long nap, decided she had to get out of her room. It was still too early to go patrolling so she decided to check out the hotel lounge. She had now been her for a few hours and she could have left to gone out patrolling but finding the effort for that was just too much at the moment.
"You should ignore him, root beer is a fine choice."
Faith turned to see a tall muscular man with shoulder length blonde hair and sexy blue eyes that went well with his sexy smile.
'If this was a few years ago...'
But she quickly pushed that thought away.
"Yeah, it's all I drink." She said out loud.
"Mind if I sit down?"
She shrugged. "It's a free country."
He sat down and ordered the same drink as her, turning in his stool to face the same direction as her.
"Not much of a drinker?" He asked.
Again she shrugged. "New job tomorrow."
"Yeah I see what you mean, I usually wait a week before showing up with a hangover."
She gave him a small smile.
"Not much for talking, huh?"
She shrugged and spun around, placing her bottle on the bar.
"I should get out of here." She stood up and reached for her wallet but he stopped her.
"I got it."
She shook her head. "It's cool, I got money."
"No, I insist. It's not everyday I get to buy a pretty girl a drink."
"Try four."
"Excuse me?" He asked confused.
"I had four."
He smiled. "All the more better for me."
Faith nodded and put her wallet back. "Thanks."
"It's not problem."
She turned to leave when he called out to her.
"Wait, what's your name?"
She turned around. "Fai- Elizabeth."
"Faye Elizabeth?" He asked.
"uhh, yeah, I just go by Elizabeth or Liz."
She turned and continued walking, berating herself for almost slipping up. Guess her name was now Faye-Elizabeth. Meh, it worked.
"Wait."
She turned around again.
"Don't you want to know who I am?"
She smiled her old cocky smile before throwing a wink at him.
"Not really."
She turned and walked out.
- - -
"Man, who was that girl?" Edge asked.
Chris Jericho shrugged. "Her name is Faye-Elizabeth but she goes by Liz."
"How come she didn't stick around?"
"Said she had to go, she's starting a new job tomorrow."
Edge nodded. "Where?"
"I don't know, we didn't talk long."
"Did you at least get her number?"
Jericho looked away. "What's with the third degree?"
"You didn't get her number?" Edge asked in disbelief.
"She didn't even want my name, what makes you think she'd give me her number."
Edge just shook his head before turning to the bartender.
"Can I get a beer?"
After receiving it, he turned back to Jericho. "Dude what are you drinking?"
Jericho looked down at the root beer he had bought with Faye-Elizabeth. Such an interesting name but it was beautiful, like her.
Oh yeah, he had seen her for two minutes and already he was hooked. It was a pity he'd never se her again.
"I'm going out for a walk."
He stood up and put enough money on the bar to cover both his and Liz's drinks.
"Al right, see you back in the room." Edge said.
Jericho nodded and left, wanting to clear his head before he went to sleep.
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He had been out walking for nearly an hour when he realized he hand now idea where he was. It only became worse when he heard a growl behind him. Turning around, he came face to face with two guys and two girls. At first they seemed normal but as soon as they stepped out of the shadows he decided they couldn't be human. Their faces were grotesque with ridges on their foreheads, yellow eyes and fangs. Wait, fangs?
'I guess vampires are real.' He thought to himself.
"Looks like we get dinner." One of the guys said.
One of the girls giggled. "He's all big and muscley. I bet he tastes read good."
"The ones that work out always do." The other girl said, licking her lips.
"Actually, it's all fake, I never work out, I'm very sick and weak." Jericho said, backing up. He backed up right into a wall and he silently cursed to himself.
"I don't like it when dinner talks." The first girl pouted.
"You should take that as a sign to leave him alone then."
Jericho turned to see who the new person was. They could only be described as an angel.
Realizing who it was, he cursed again. She may have been an angel but she'd soon be a dead angel if she didn't leave.
"Liz." He called, getting her attention.
She peered around the Vampires to look at him.
"Not you." She groaned.
"You have to leave. Go and get help."
"I don't think so." The second male vampire spoke up. "You see, there's four of us so the more food the better."
Liz snorted. "That's the best you got?"
"Liz, please." He tried again. "I'll be fine, just get out of here."
She shook her head. "See that's where we have a problem. You want me to leave but after seeing what's going on, it's hard to do just that. You can do me something though." She told him, stepping forward.
Jericho looked at her confused, wondering what the hell she was doing.
She stopped just in front of the vampires but was still staring at him.
"Duck." Was all she said.
He didn't think, just did as she said. It was a good thing too as a body came crashing against the wall above him. He rolled out of the way before it landed on top of him. Looking up, he saw Liz stab one of the vampires in the heart with a stake. It turned to dust and she tossed the stake at him, going into a roundhouse to kick one of the females in the face.
"Aim for the heart." She yelled at him before launching another attack.
Jericho looked at the stake in his hand, then at the vampire struggling to get up. He lifted his arm and brought it over the vampire's heart, scrambling back when he exploded into dust.
Looking up again, he saw Liz walking towards him, having already finished off the other Vampires. She held out a hand to him and he accepted it, surprised by her strength as she pulled him up.
"You okay?" She asked.
He nodded staring in wide-eyes wonderment.
"You staying at the hotel we met at"
Again he nodded.
"Looks like you're not much for talking now." She said with a smirk. "Come on, I'll walk you back."
They walked in silence for a few minutes until he finally spoke,
"Shouldn't it be the guy walking the girl home?"
Liz gave him a small smile. "Ah, but I wasn't the one attacked."
"True." He replied. "So vampires, huh?"
She gave him an appraising look. "Good to see someone who doesn't fall into the trap."
"What trap?" He asked.
"Hmm, let's see. Those people you saw, they were just a gang on PCP. The dust, that was all a trick of the light."
Jericho stopped and stared at her in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? People actually believe that?"
"Oh yeah."
"And why are you fighting them? How did you learn about them?"
"Cause I was special once and it was what I had to do."
They stepped into the lobby of the hotel.
"You should be fine now." Liz told him. "A word of advice though, you might not want to mention the whole Vampire thing. People will star thinking you're crazy."
"You said you were special once and it's what you had to do, what about now?"
Liz gave him a small sad smile. "I still fight them, I can't turn my back on it now that I know. But I'm not special anymore, now, I'm no one."
She left him then and it wasn't until she got into the elevator did he realize that he didn't get her phone number, he didn't say thanks, and she still didn't know his name. Somehow, she didn't strike him as a wrestling fan.
This night was just weird and he decided the best course of action was to go to his room and get some sleep.
--- --- ---
Faith let out a sigh as the elevator doors closed. God what a day. Too many things going on and she had just wanted to end it with a nice simple patrol. It had seemed she would get her wish at first but then she had broken up a group of Vamps looking for a midnight snack. No biggie, right? Well it turned out Midnight Snack was none other then the guy she had met in the bar.
She quickly took out the Vamps and was surprised to see the guy dust a vamp as well. What was even more surprising was the way he just accepted everything. He didn't run away screaming, instead he said, very calmly, "So Vampires, huh?"
Even when she gave him the whole PCP and lighting trick that others so desperately wanted to cling too, he wouldn't accept that bullshit.
It was a pity, he really seemed like a nice guy. Not the type that was usually interested in her. Guys that were interested in her usually wanted one thing. He didn't seem like that type though. So that would mean that if by some crazy chance, she got to know him, he'd run away by the end of the night. She was and always will be a bad girl, no matter how hard she tried to change that. And if her old ways didn't chase him away her jail time would, or the reason she was in jail would. That wasn't something you could hide forever.
It really was too bad, he seemed like one of the few people who would actually accept the whole Slayer/ Supernatural thing.
It was a real good thing she'd never see him again, she'd be gone in a few days, on to the next city. Because if she did stay, she just may be tempted to find him and that would lead to nothing good. It never would. No, it was better that she stayed alone.
The elevator opened and she went to her room, swiping the card through. As crew members, they were meant to share rooms but with Faith being new and an odd number of crew, she got her own for the time being and she couldn't be happier. What with her late night outings and all.
Sighing, she went over to the bed and fell back on to it. Staring up at the ceiling, she reflected on her day once more.
It was actually fun to be hit on a guy who didn't seem interested in taking her to a back alley or a sleazy motel for a quick fuck. No, he genuinely seemed interested, and that made her sad because it had never happened before.
Shaking her head, she pushed her thoughts out. Why bother thinking about something that would never happen? She purposely didn't get his name so she would never look for him after this.
She had to face it, she was better off alone.
She deserved to be alone.
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