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Ch 8. Explinations
After giving their statements to the police, Tru and Faith left the apartment, amidst thanks from the relieved Howards. Faith quietly reccomended they call the Watchers council and gave them Giles' card.
Tru led the way down to the lobby, neither of them saying a word. Faith was wondering how she would handle this. Tru hadn't seen the vampires; but she was obviously hiding something too, so she couldn't be all that mad at Faith.
Whan they got outside, Tru turned to Faith. "You got your bike?"
"Yeah."
"Want to meet me at home?"
"Okay."
"I'm gonna drop Davis off. I'll be there as soon as possible."
Faith nodded and went off to get her motorcycle. Tru went back to her car and found Davis waiting for her outside of it. News vans were starting to show up, and she jumped into the Jeep.
"Come on Davis, let's go."
He followed her. "Was that Faith I saw coming out with you?"
"Yeah."
"Did you tell her?"
"Not yet. I think she has something to tell me too."
They were silent for the rest of the trip. When they pulled up in front of the hospital, Davis looked over at Tru. "Are you sure you should tell her?"
"What else am I going to do Davis? She deserves the truth. I've been trying to figure out how to keep it from her; but It'll be a lot easier if she knows. Anyway, I have a feeling she knows what was going on in that apartment tonight, and I want to know what it was."
Davis nodded. "Okay. See you tomorrow?"
Tru nodded. "Thanks for your help today Davis."
He nodded and got out of the Jeep. Tru waved and pulled back out into the street.
Faith drove slowly back to Trus' apartment. She didn't want to have to sit there too long before her sister got back.
"What am I going to say to her?" She muttered. "Oh yeah, I was just taking a walk on the roof of that building, and I heard a commotion."
She sighed and pulled into the parking lot of Trus' building.
"Tru! Hey Tru!" Someone called. It was a guy. He was waving enthusiastically. Faith watched as he came over.
"Nice bike Tru! Where'd you get it?"
"I'm not Tru." Faith said amusedly.
"Very funny." The guy replied.
"No really! I'm her twin sister Faith."
The dorky looking guy narrowed his eyes. "Whatever you say Tru."
Faith sighed; but then smiled when she saw her sister pull in. "Look, there's Tru."
She held in her laughter when they guy saw Tru getting out of her Jeep. Her sister walked over and rescued her from the guy, telling him they had plans and had to hurry.
"Who was that?"
"My wierd neighbor."
"I gathered that."
Tru laughed. "I don't know a lot about him. I'm not really home a lot, and when I am he's always pestering me."
"Awww, he's got a crush on my sister!" Faith teased.
"Oh be quiet!" Tru muttered.
Faith laughed until they got inside Trus' apartment and she remembered what they were doing.
"Well I guess explinations are in order." Tru said quietly.
"Who goes first?"
"I will." Said Tru.
They sat down on her couch and Tru took a deep breath. "When I started working at the morgue, a woman was murdered and brought in. I was examining her when she grabbed my arm and asked for help. The next thing I knew I woke up in bed and it was the same day all over again. I thought It was a dream until everything played out the same. I saved the woman, and I thought it was over; but it happened again."
"And this happens to you all the time?" Asked Faith after a moment.
Tru nodded, wondering if her sister believed her or not. "Please don't think I'm crazy." She pleaded.
"Oh don't worry. I've seen way too much to think that."
Tru sighed in relief.
"Guess that's how you knew about that family being attacked tonight?"
"Yeah they were brought in yesterday, well today, you know what I mean."
Faith nodded.
"So how did you know?"
"I actually heard you on the phone this morning. Sorry, I didn't mean to listen in. I kind of can't help it. I didn't understand what you meant about a rewind; but I did understand about the markings on the victims you were talking about."
"Yeah, I thought you might have an idea of what was going on in there."
Faith nodded. "This kind of starts with my kidnapping. Do you remember me saying those people thought I was special?"
Tru nodded.
"Well they were right. The people who took me are called watchers. It's thier job to find special young girls and train them to fight. If they had known your ability they might have taken you too."
"What's yours?"
"Well, it's complicated, it might be easier to show you."
Tru nodded and Faith stood up. "C'mon, we need to go out for this."
Puzzled, her sister followed in her wake.
To Trus' continued confusion she and her sister were soon creeping around dark alleys and strolling through cemetaries.
"Um Faith, what are we doing?"
Her sister was mumbling something that sounded like "Stupid evil jerks, can attack me when I'm busy; but not when I'm looking for them."
"Faith?"
"Huh?"
"I asked you what we're doing."
"Oh. Well, I really don't think you'll believe me until you see them." Her sister said, turning to face her.
As she did, a monstorous creature leapt out from behind a statue of an angel and jumped at Faith.
Tru screamed; but Faith, barely batting an eyelash, calmly turned around and kicked it away. "Get down!" She yelled to Tru.
Tru watched as the thing got up and light from a street lamp washed over it. It was dark brown, with razor sharp claws. She saw as it straightned that it was at least seven feet tall. It's face was barely humanoid, looking skeletal, it's eyes slits, and its nose a gaping hole in it's face. It's mouth was full of broken yellow teeth.
Faith circled the demon. She had to make sure it stayed away from her sister. "Come on big boy, come and get me."
The demon charged her, and she used it's momentum to launch it in the air. It hit an old mausoleum and fell to the ground. It was up and snarling in no time.
Tru watched her sister in awe. No one was that strong.
Faith kicked the charginf demon, ducked it's slashing claws, flipped over it, and grabbed it's head in her hands and twisted. There was a disgusting snapping noise and the thing went limp. Faith dropped it in disgust.
Shaking slightly, Tru stood up. "What was that?"
"A demon."
"A demon? A real live demon? Like from hell?"
"Yeah." Faiths' head shot up. "We need to go. Now."
She grabbed Trus' arm and began to run.
"What"s wrong?" Asked Tru breathlessly as she tried to keep up with her sister.
"There's a lot more. More than I can handle alone. We need to get out of here."
Tru had no intention of meeting more of those creatures and she picked up the pace in fright.
To her horror they were cut off by a gang of things that looked human but obviously weren't. Thier faces were deformed, with ridges jutting out over their forheads and yellow eyes peering out. Large fangs were visible in thier grinning mouths.
"Looky what we got here boys and girls." Said one of them cheerfully. "Snacks."
The rest of them laughed.
"Faith, what do we do?"
Fortunately the demons came up behind the twins and the vampires weren't as keen to stay.
"Come on." Said the one who had spoken before. "I don't want to get in on this."
Faith was puzzled. Normally vampires didn't see any problem with working alongside demons. After a moment she found out why they didn't want to hang around. A piece of wood jetted through the air after the vamps and took one of them through the heart. He exploded into dust.
Faith watched in amazement as the demons tore after the vampires and totally ignored her and Tru.
"Well that was interesting." She muttered. Then she noticed Tru was shaking at her side. "Come on. Let's go home."
"Why did the demons go after the vampires?" Asked Tru shakily.
Faith shrugged. "You got me. I thought we were toast." She noticed the look on Trus' face and regretting saying that immediately. "I'm sorry. I didn't think that we would run into anything worse than a few fledgelings."
They quickly exited the cemetary and Faith led Tru across the street and into a seedy restaurant for some coffee.
"Maybe I should call B." She muttered to herself.
"Who's B?" Asked Tru wearily.
Faith sighed. "In the mood for a long story?"
AN: Sorry about that ending; but I don't have a whole lot of time. I'll try and get another chapter up soon.