Deep in the dark nine

"Is she taken care of?" came the cold almost grinding voice from the shadows.

The vampire in front of it looked terrified. "No exactly."

"What?" the voice was calm but the tone held an almost monsterous warning.

"She killed the ones we sent to go get her. We came so close last time.....but she has some one helper her."

"Her watcher?"

"No.....we think he might be a vampire."

"Don't be ridiculous! A vampire helping a slayer!?! That goes against the very laws of nature."

"But the vampire....there's something wrong with him. I don't know what it is, just this sense that something about him isn't normal."

"Not normal? Is he stronger then usual?"

"No it's not that...I can't even explain what it was."

"It was probably nothing. Probably wasn't even a vampire. A vampire helping a slayer. How ridiculous."

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Faith lay in her bed trying not to listen to her mothers yelling in the other. She wasn't yelling at anyone. That's when she was most drunk, most dangerous. Her screaming kept getting louder.

"Goddamn house! Where the fucking hell is that liquor?!?! Faith! Where are you?!?! Faith!!!!!!!"

Faith ignored her though. By this point she was too drunk to even know how to open a door. As long as she stayed in her room, she'd be safe. Maybe she'd find her damn liquor and finally just drink herself to the grave.

She almost flinched on the outside. She felt so terrible when she thought things like that. She was her mother. A horrible mother, the fact is life would be better without her, but she was still her mother. When she was little she used to think she would some day change. Be better. Get a job, be happy, and let her be happy. But that never happened, it never would happen, and so they both lived in absolute misery.

Where her mother came form was a mystery to her. She knew her fathers parents died long before she was born. They'd been good people. Apparently she had an aunt somewhere who was a spinster and very devoted to her religion. She sometimes wanted to meet her. A woman who many people loved, who was kind and very charitable. A person like that, related to her? To her parents? That didn't even seem possible. Maybe she would like her. Like her young niece. But then again she might detest her right away like everyone else in the family had done.

Why her mother kept her at all was beyond her. Why not an abortion? Why not give her up for adoption? Once while in an argument she asked her why she didn't just let social services take her away. She didn't say anything. She just hit her then beat her with a belt so hard she was in bed for a month and couldn't move.

Needless to say that was the last time she asked. Now she just tried to avoid the woman all together. It had been kind of working so far.

She rolled over on her side away from the door and faced the small window next to her window. She used to imagine opening it and jumping out. Just falling forever. Falling away.

She curled deeper into the bed and hugged the blankets closer. She wanted to sleep but couldn't. Her mother was making too much noise. She looked back on her life for the past few weeks. She was a slayer now. A huntress.

She liked that. Now she wasn't helpless. She could do something. She could feel that power run threw her. She loved that feel.

Her mind drifted back to Angel. Her dark stranger. He was the first one who helped her. He was handsome. Yes he was a creature of the night she was meant to kill but she wasn't blind. She wanted to know what he felt like. What his kisses were like. She shrugged it off, or a least tried to. She still didn't know that much about his kind. She should find out a little more about him before she tried to shove her tongue down her throat.

Faith almost started to giggle thinking about Angel's reaction if she did something like that. He was always so tense and nervous. Not nervous more brooding, more just....yeah a little nervous. She smiled he was sweet too. She was abruptly shaken from her thoughts at a loud crash outside of her door.

"Faith!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Now what? NO! Don't go out there. Just ignore her. There was some banging on her door and for a second fear gripped her as she thought that her mother could get in. She calmed herself down telling herself that that wasn't going to happen. She shook a little. She wanted to leave. Now! She had to get out of here.

Yeah that's a great idea, and go where? Maggie's? The woman was as bad emotionally as her mother.

Well....Angel. She did know where he lived. But what did she know about him? Should she reall-

Suddenly the door crashed through. And her mother walked in. She heard a car screech outside and looked out the window quickly to see a group get out the car. Vampires. Great. Now what?

Here is the new chapter. Sorry it took so long. School is murder.