Chapter Three: Miss Watcher Faith

I looked at Dawn skeptically. "You sure? I mean…" I scoffed. "Wow…."

"I'm sure," Dawn nodded.

"How do you guys know about slayers?" Tymeria asked me.

I leaned in towards her and whispered, "I'm the Slayer that was called after Buffy, the Chosen One, died the second time. Dawn over here's a half-witch."

"A half-witch? Is that possible?" she asked.

"Oh, it's possible, all right," Dawn sighed. "I'm not a total witch yet. Willow has taught me a thing or two, but I'm not totally there yet."

"But yet, she wishes she was," I added.

Dawn playfully hit me as Tymeria and I laughed. She then asked, "So why didn't you tell Tori?"

"Because I thought civilians weren't supposed to know!" she replied.

"I'm a civilian? Since when am I a civilian!" I cried.

"Since I became a slayer," she answered.

"Hey, I'm the Slayer, thank you very much!" I shouted. "And I'm a kick-vamp-ass one at that, too. I've killed quite a few in my days." After several seconds, I added, "I'm also the last Slayer called… the last Slayer that can actually have her title 'Slayer' capitalized. 'Cause I was called. Now, sure, you could've been called, but I was actual-"

"Tor!" Dawn cried, laughing. "Stop boasting! You two are gonna pull a Buffy-and-Faith in a minute!"

"You're right, she's not worth it," I said, flashing a smile at my best friend while winking at her.

"Why I oughta…" she stood up, ready to hit me.

"Guys, come on. Am I the only one that has half a brain! Oh, that's right. You're slayers. You don't have one. Well, I'll just keep my mouth shut, then," Dawn told us.

Laughing, Tymeria sat down and let it go. I felt bonded to her again, like she knew all of me again.

"So, maybe we could go slaying tonig-" Tymeria was interrupted when the bell sounded, meaning we had eight minutes to get back to class. We started to get up and walk back towards the math hall. (Tymeria and I had Calculus and Dawn had Geometry)

"Yeah, sounds cool," I told her.

"What about Faith?" Dawn asked me.

"Who's Faith?" Tymeria asked.

"Oh, another Slayer. She was called before me," I explained.

"And now she's Tori's watcher," Dawn added.

"And a bad one at that," I scoffed. "Chick doesn't know how to 'watch' me. She just knows how to push my buttons, saying that the physical stress she causes me is actually her training me. Bad excuse, I say. You better hope my dad watches you and not her."

"Mr. Giles?" Tymeria asked.

"Giles is my sister Buffy's watcher. He couldn't watch Tori because she's his daughter. Against the rules. So instead, he appointed Faith to watch her, thinking Faith's experience with the Calling would help her train Tori to be a great Slayer. Boy, was he wrong. Sometimes I think Faith just tries to kill Tori with her crazy excuses of training just for the kicks," Dawn explained.

"Well, doesn't Mr. Giles realize what Faith is doing?" Tymeria asked.

"Faith only does it when Dad goes to London. When he's home, he spends so much time with me that she has no time to do anything. He goes with me on patrols just so he can talk to me. I think he still feels guilty he missed most of my life." I replied.

"That sucks," she said.

I shrugged. "Yeah, but that's the way it goes. My life is still better now that I've met the Scooby Gang and Company. I feel complete."

"The Scooby Gang and Company?" Tymeria inquired. "What's that?"

"That's everyone who's good who knew Buffy was the Slayer," Dawn replied. "Xander and Willow were the first to join, then Cordelia, Oz, Ms. Calendar, Angel, Riley, me, Anya, Spike, Andrew, Jonathan, Kenned-"

"Okay, Dawn. Enough names. The 'Company' part is the potentials like Rona and Amanda, those kinds. Would Andrew be counted as 'Scooby Gang'? He seems like 'Company' to me," I said.

"No, he was definitely 'Scooby Gang,'" she said as we approached her class. "See you after school."

"Bye, Dawn," I told her as Tymeria and I kept walking. "Hey, Ty, you can come over today, and then we'll see if Faith'll let you slay with me tonight. You can miss the bus and ride with Dawn and me."

"Okay, sounds good to me," she said as we entered our calculus class and walked to our desks. "Let's meet at your car."

Several hours later, Dawn, Brooke, and I were walking up to my house. I unlocked the door and we walked upstairs towards my room.

"You know, now that I know this household isn't normal, I half expect to see a demon standing behind a door," Tymeria said.

"Oh, no, demons come on Tuesday. Today's Wednesday, so you're safe," Dawn joked around.

"So then what comes on Wednesdays?" Tymeria asked, laughing.

"Anything buggy. It's icky nig-" she was quickly interrupted by me, as I opened the door to my room up and screamed.

Tymeria jumped into her fighter's stance as Dawn held up a hand. They both squealed, "What!"

"WHAT… DID SHE DO…. TO MY ROOM!" I screamed. We all looked inside to see my room trashed. Drawers were empty, my bed sheets and comforters were lying on the floors, trashcans were emptied out on the floor, and underwear hung from the ceiling fan.

"Uh-oh," Dawn whispered, sensing trouble.

"FAITH!" I screamed, sincerely pissed. "GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!"

"What?" she casually said a few minutes later as she walked to us.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY ROOM?" I asked.

"It's your next training assignment," she told me. "Clean up your trashed room without getting distracted."

"YOU KNOW WHAT! I AM TIRED OF YOU! I AM CALLING DAD AND DEMANDING A NEW WATCHER! ANDREW WOULD BE A BETTER WATCHER THAN YOU ARE! NOW, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I screamed.

"Hey, you let me in, so it's my house, too," she said.

"NO, IT'S NOT ANYMORE! GET OUT!"

"Or what?" she said, pushing my buttons.

"OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS TO PLUTO!"

"And I'll help," Tymeria said, stepping in.

"Who are you?" Faith asked, noticing her for the first time.

"I'm her best friend, and a slayer, too."

"Two Slayers against one, Faith. What'chya gonna do?" I asked her.

"Bring it on," she replied. "You're still gonna clean up your room in the end."

"URGH!" I cried in frustration and ran out, Dawn and Tymeria following me. I ran out of the house and pulled out my cell. When I turned it on, the voice said, "No service. Pay now to get it back."

"Last time I trust Faith to do my errands," I muttered. I then turned to my two best friends. "Look, guys, there is no way in hell I'm gonna go back in there, so d'you mind if we hang at your house for a while, Ty? Just until tonight."

"Sounds good to me," she said nodding.

I turned and got into my car as they got in, too. I started it up and drove off.

"What are you gonna do?" Dawn asked me.

"I'm gonna call Dad and have him settle this mess," I told her.

"You think he's gonna change your watchers?" Tymeria asked.

"Hopefully. Either way, Faith's right," I replied.

"What do you mean?" Dawn said.

"Either way, I'm gonna have to clean up my room."

Several minutes later, I was using Tymeria's phone to call Dad in England.

"Hello?" he said as he answered it.

"Hi, Dad, it's Tori," I replied.

"Oh, hello. How are things in Halesberg?"

"You don't know the half of it. Dad, Faith trashed my room."

"She did what? Why?"

"Cause she's a bitch and she's saying it's a "training assignment." How much bullshit is that?"

"Well, whether you like it or not, Tor, she's your watcher, and although her ways are strange, there's nothing I can do. I'm sorry."

"Dad, she trashed my room. What don't you understand in that?"

"Well, I understand that, Tori, but-"

"I have my underwear hanging from the ceiling!"

"Oh…. well, then put her on the line."

"She's not here. I'm over at Ty's house for the simple fact that I can't look at her in the face for another second."

Dawn decided to pipe in and yelled into the speaker, "It's true! Tori yelled at Faith so much, I thought she was gonna blow into a million tiny red pieces!"

"Well, I'll call over at your house and deal with it," he told me.

"But then she's gonna deny everything I said against her!" I cried.

"No, she won't. You are her responsibility when I'm gone and I will not tolerate her acting this way towards my daughter."

"Oh, come on, Dad, we all know you're a pushover."

"I am certainly most no-"

"Dad, that reminds me. There's a boy I met today and I want to bring him other tonight, you know hang out. Well, if you know what I mean."

He sighed. "O…. okay… I-I guess so. I just… don't get him killed."

"See! I told you so!"

"I was just joking! I was gonna.. crack down in a couple of seconds…." he said forcefully.

"No, you weren't."

"Ye-"

"Dad, if you don't believe me, call Buffy. Or Will. Or Xander. They'll tell you."

"So I'm a bit of a bloody pushover. That still doesn't mean that I'll believe everything Faith says."

"Dad, either get her to stop these crazy 'training' bits, or I want a new watcher."

"Tori, you know I can't get you a new watche-"

"Then make her quit!"

"I'll try," he finally said.

"Don't try... do," I replied.

"All right," with that, he hung up.

"So?" Dawn and Tymeria pushed.

"He's gonna try," I told them.

"Are you sure that'll work?" Tymeria asked.

"It's all I got right now," I replied.

That night, Tymeria and I went on patrol. We dropped Dawn off at my house and went to the graveyard. We were busy slaying a new vamp when we heard a shrilling scream. I quickly did a back handspring and staked the vamp. He turned to dust and I turned to Tymeria.

"We should investigate, shouldn't we?" she asked.

"Mm-hmm," I replied.

"Which way did that come from?" she looked around.

"I don't know," I said, doing the same. "Let's split up. You go east and I go west. We meet at the front gate in thirty minutes."

"Okay," she walked towards the east as I went the opposite way of her, not knowing if I'd find a dead body with what the paper would write in a headline 'Person Cuts Themself In Graveyard, Bleeding To Death' or if I'd find a person being tortured by a vampire, or worse a demon.