Chapter 4
Los Angeles - Sunset
"Branna. Branna. Wake up honey." Neala said shaking her daughter. Even though she said she wasn't tired, Branna had fallen asleep on the lobby couch.
"What?" Branna moaned rolling over to face her mother.
"You want to came with me?" Neala asked kneeling down in front of her.
"Where are you going?"
"To dust some vamps and kill some demons. Where else would I be going?" Neala asked.
"I don't know. Back to Sunnydale? You said we were going to after we found Angel. When are we going back the Hellmouth?" Branna asked standing to her feet and stretching.
"In a couple of days. I'm sure Buffy and William are dying to find out how our encounter with LA's souled vampire went. I need to kill something. Get your shoes on." Neala handed her her shoes and turned towards the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Branna asked.
"To let Angel know what we're doing so he doesn't freak out." She called over her shoulder. Branna sat back down and pulled her sneakers on and did a few stretches. Wesley walked into the room and saw her bent over touching her toes.
"What are you doing?" He asked stopping a few feet away from her.
"Stretching. My mom and I are going to go kill some things." She told standing up straight.
"Can I come? I need some action." A voice said. Branna turned around and saw girl standing behind the couch.
"Branna, Faith. Faith, Branna. Faith is our resident rouge Slayer. And Branna is a Huntress." Wes introduced them. "Where have you been all day?" He asked Faith.
"Shopping." She held up several shopping bags. "You told me I should get some new clothes, and as much as I hate to shop, I went anyway." She put the bags down on the couch and handed Wes his credit card.
"You used my card!" Branna couldn't tell if he was surprised, annoyed or mad. Probably a mix of the three.
"Relax. I only spent about a hundred." Faith rolled her eyes. I like this girl. Branna thought as she strapped her favorite weapon to her back. A sword. Her sword. The first weapon she ever used. It was her favorite method of killing and dusting.
"Ok, let's go before he figures out what I just told him and tries to stop us." Neala said running down the stairs.
"What, is he asleep?" Branna asked following her to the door, Faith in tow.
"Yep. Who's this?" Neala asked gesturing to Faith.
"This is Faith. She's a Slayer and she's gonna come with us." Branna told her as they left the hotel.
"Hello Faith. I'm Neala, Branna's mom." Neala told head holding her hand out for Faith to shake. Faith hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook her hand.
"Mom?" She said, sounding surprised.
"Yes, mom. We're a lot older than we look. I am 439 and Branna is 150." Neala explained. Faiths' surprise left her face as the information sunk in.
"Oh, well that makes more sense. I was about to ask if you two were sisters, but you beat me to the punch." She said as they entered an ally.
"Speaking of punch, check it out." Branna said pointing to a group of about six guys surrounding two girls.
"Good, some action." Faith said. "Excuse me. I don't think they really want to play." She said as the three of them approached the vampires. One of the vamps growled and broke away from his friends and came closer to the three girls. He suddenly stopped. He looked like he couldn't move.
"Sorry, but I don't think you want to come any closer." Branna said holding her hand up, palm facing him.
"Yes, I do. And who says they don't want to play? We were having fun." He told her.
"Hey, if he wants to come at us, let 'im come at us. I really want to do this the hard way." Faith said balling up her fists. Neala nodded in agreement.
"You really want to know who says?" The vamp nodded, baring his teeth. Branna let him go and fell flat on his face. "Ok." He jumped to his feet and snarled. "A Slayer," Faith smirked, "and two Huntresses." Branna and Neala bowed slightly. The rest of the vamps that were surrounding the two girls all vamped out when they heard the word 'Huntress'. The two girls took that moment to run while their would be killers were distracted.
"Now look what you did. You made us lose our Masters' breakfast." The first one, whom they assumed was the leader of the others, said. Branna pulled her sword out of it's sheathe and sliced his head off in one swift motion.
"To bad, so sad." She said as he crumpled into dust. The five remaining vampires decided they really didn't want to be dust that night, so they turned and ran.
"Oh good. We get to chase 'em." Faith said. She took off in pursuit of the demons. They turned right behind a bar with Faith close behind.
"I'll follow her, you go around the front and see if you can head them off." Neala told Branna before taking off to catch up with Faith. Branna put her sword back on her back and took off in the direction her mom had told her to go.
She went three building down and went around the corner just as the vamps turned down that ally way. They slid to a stop when they saw her running toward them and turned to go the other way. But Faith and Neala were in their way. So, up was their next option. Three managed to make it off the ground and onto the roof, but the other two ended up dust at the hands of Faith.
"Think we should go after them?" She asked the Huntresses.
"Nah. Just let 'em run back to their Master and tell him The Huntresses are in town." Neala told her as they walked out of the ally and down the street looking for any more demons that wanted to play.
