"Okay, "Angel". Or whatever your name is creepy person. What hell the
hell do you think you know about me?" She said turning to face him giving
him an icy glare while doing so.
It took him a minute to understand what she was saying, he kept staring at her. She was so gorgeous. She had something inside of her. That darkness inside her that wasn't really darkness, it was a shaded light, the beauty of darkness and light mixed together. If any of that made any since at all. "Huh? Oh! Yeah. You're the or I should say "a" slayer."
"Well, that's good, in fact that's...that's really just great. You going to tell me what the fuck that is?!" Now he was getting annoying, in a sexy, shadowy, handsome sort of way. Why wouldn't he just give her a straight answer? Was it really that hard? "Look, are you going to tell me or not?" she said realizing that she still had not been given an answer.
"Look, this could take a while and the sun is coming up in another hour. Could we just go back to my place, you'll meet some people who can help you and I can explain on he way."
"And was there even a cell in your body that thought I would go threw with that plan."
Angel let out a sigh. He wasn't used to this. Most of the people he tried to help wanted his help and were too scared to ask any questions. Faith wasn't scared, she didn't think she needed his help and she was prepared to fight him every step of the way. This was definitely no damsel in distress. "Please?" he asked. Her cold face stayed the same. "Okay look we can do that or we can just stay here and then I get stuck here all day because I have no way to leave."
"Or you could just go away and not come back. No one is making you stay."
"Please? You saw my other face and that vampire's in the alley so you know not everything I'm saying is completely insane."
"If you think for a second that I'm going to..." She would have finished and threw him out but something outside the window caught her eye. It was a man from yesterday, after she had gotten out of the bus station, a bunch of guys started hitting on her. They didn't back off so she punched a few of them. They were all dressed in nice out fits and had that attitude, you know "I'm here bow down to my greatness" Now one of them was standing on the side walk just outside the building. This was way too much of a coincidence for him to be here in this side of town.
"Okay I'll go with you, but let's leave, NOW." She said rather hurriedly as she walked toward the door.
Angel wasn't stupid, he knew something she'd seen had made her decide to come, but considering that it would be impossible to get her to leave other wise and the fact that he wanted to get her out of this dump as soon as possible he decided not to push the issue, instead he just followed closely out the door.
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"And you expect me to believe that I am some sort of "chosen one" super hero? No."
"Well how do you explain your strength? And the dreams you told me about." Angel said still looking at her while she looked forward in the direction of the hotel that was only a few blocks away now. He had, after a few minutes of talking, gotten her to tell more about herself and finally told about the weird dreams she had. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Buffy had had the same dreams. Buffy and Faith. Two people with one very large thing in common, yet completely opposite of each other. Buffy was always that upper middle class, golden girl. Faith was more of a dark beauty, who had obviously seen a lot of pain. He was glad that she opened up to him.
"Are we almost there? We've been walking forever. What were you doing in my side of town any way?" Faith said. She wasn't really tiered but she would really like to change the subject. Him knowing all this shit about her was making her nervous. Her number one rule was never let anyone get to close. She had already broken that rule a couple of times in her life and the relationships with all those people had always ended, badly. No way this guy was getting by.
"Yeah, we're almost there. Only another half block or so." He didn't want her to just take off like she looked like she would. He could tell she wanted to bolt. He couldn't let that happen. She had to stay. She had to understand what she was...What he was.
They carried on in silence until they got to the old large hotel they had been walking towards. "Okay here we are Faith. My friends should still be here."
"Yeah, about that. There not all dark monster things too right?"
That comment stung, though it wasn't her fault. For some reason it hurt coming from her more then it did from any one else who had said it.
"No, their not." He said coldly.
Faith heard the coldness in his voice and she could feel a shiver run through her body. Something told her this wasn't the type of guy to get mad. Didn't matter. She wouldn't stay long. She'd listen to him talk, blather on then leave. No big deal. She could leave after this. Maybe she'd leave town get a ride with some guy and leave.
"Sorry."
"What?" She said surprised he had said anything.
"I'm sorry, for being cold, and dragging you out here." He said. He could tell that she was pulling away. If she left he might not find her for a while, if ever again. And if some other vampire or some demon found out that there was a new slayer with no training, no skills, and no idea what she was or what she could do, she would be an immediate target. He didn't want to see her get hurt. She may be the slayer, she may be tuff, she may be willing to kick the ass of every single person who got in her way, and the odds are she would win. But there were things out there that would love the mere sent of her blood. The sight of her beautiful body cut into pieces. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't be a lover to one slayer, but maybe he could be the friend of another.
"So why do live in a hotel that's been haunted by decades of evil?" Faith said walking in to the hotel lobby. She had just asked why he owned and lived in a hotel. She thought that the answer would be a little more simple then the answer she was given. You know some something like "I like the view, the building was wonderfully made, or my grandfather used to own it." Or possibly even "I once killed a girl and I buried her under the floor boards." No, no, no. It couldn't be anything like that. Yeah, her life was definitely about to get a WHOLE lot more complicated.
"Well it's not exactly tha..." He never got to finish the thought as Gunn had suddenly come running out of the side office. "Angel! Where've ya been? One HUGE slime faced demon just showed up, we managed to cut it hands off and all but we had to cut it pieces to kill it, there is this nasty stain on the carpet though and...oh.... hello." He said looking up to see Faith standing in front of him. "Yeah...so...hello." Was the only thing Gunn could mange to say. There was an awkward silence as Gunn looked back and forth between Faith and Angel.
"Ummm...Gunn? Could you get Wes and Cordy in my office so we can talk?"
"Oh yeah." Gunn said happy to leave. Something in his gut told him there was going to be a hell of a story behind this one.
"Nice friend, what the fuck was that about cutting and blood?" Faith said, already not liking the way things were going.
"Uhh..Faith can you wait here while I go talk to them." Angel said already knowing that wasn't going to happen.
"Okay, let's stop and think what's wrong with that sentence."
Angel let out an exasperated sigh. He had to admit that she was taking this much better then most people would. She'd must have seen a lot in her life. They were the ones who took it better. "Faith please? I promise nothing bad will happen to you."
"Yeah. Like I haven't ever heard that one before." Suddenly a flash of the man from the motel parking lot came to her. She had dealt with gangs, thugs, guys who thought they were god's gift, perverts, and some real creeps but there was something about them that really scared the hell out of her. "Okay I'll stay, but if something happens I'm gone. Okay?"
Angel could already tell there was something bothering her, something that maybe scared her. It couldn't have been his awe inspiring speech that made her change her mind. "Okay. I'll be right back."
Angel walked into his office to see Gunn and Cordelia sitting in the chairs that were in front of his desk and Wesley leaning against the wall holding a book.
"Well?" Gunn asked impatiently. "Who's the hottie out there?"
Angel started to give Gunn a glare then stopped. Faith was attractive. You'd half to be blind not to be able to see that, he just didn't want any one else to notice.
"Her name is Faith." He said sitting down behind his desk. "She's a slayer. This got everyone's attention.
"What do you mean she's the slayer?" asked Cordelia. "Did something happen to Buffy?"
"No." Angel said calmly, with everyone still staring at him. "Do you remember Kendra? The slayer that got called the time after Buffy died? And Dru killed her? After Kendra died Faith was called.
"So she's the other." Said Wesley surprising everyone.
"You knew there was another slayer and you never told us?!" Cordelia said glaring at him.
"After Knedra died, this Faith was called. But no one could get her to listen or obey."
"I can believe that." Angel muttered.
"The council knew that Buffy was still alive, so there was one active slayer on duty. Faith was a young teenage runaway, from what I heard. None of the ones in charge thought that she would last very long so they let her go. When she was gone someone more controllable would take her place and the world would have two slayers."
"So what? You just left a young teenage girl by herself on the streets of America hoping she would die soon because she couldn't be controlled?!" said Angel already feeling his anger rising. "How could they just do that?"
"The Watcher Council my be many things but caring is just not one of them." Wesley said wincing at some memory he had from his youth.
"So what's she doing here? Not that I'm going to put out another of your precious damsels in distress but how did you find her?" Cordelia asked Angel.
"This is no "damsel in distress" Angel said thinking of Faith's cold glare and attitude.
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Meanwhile....
Faith was sitting in the lobby. She could here voices in the office through. But through the large oak door they were just whispers. 'I should have just stayed back at the hotel' she thought to herself.
Across the street unknown to anyone in the old hotel a camera was hooked to the building at the opposite side of the street. Had anyone bothered to check, as of that mourning, the building was owned by the law firm Wolfram and Hart.
It took him a minute to understand what she was saying, he kept staring at her. She was so gorgeous. She had something inside of her. That darkness inside her that wasn't really darkness, it was a shaded light, the beauty of darkness and light mixed together. If any of that made any since at all. "Huh? Oh! Yeah. You're the or I should say "a" slayer."
"Well, that's good, in fact that's...that's really just great. You going to tell me what the fuck that is?!" Now he was getting annoying, in a sexy, shadowy, handsome sort of way. Why wouldn't he just give her a straight answer? Was it really that hard? "Look, are you going to tell me or not?" she said realizing that she still had not been given an answer.
"Look, this could take a while and the sun is coming up in another hour. Could we just go back to my place, you'll meet some people who can help you and I can explain on he way."
"And was there even a cell in your body that thought I would go threw with that plan."
Angel let out a sigh. He wasn't used to this. Most of the people he tried to help wanted his help and were too scared to ask any questions. Faith wasn't scared, she didn't think she needed his help and she was prepared to fight him every step of the way. This was definitely no damsel in distress. "Please?" he asked. Her cold face stayed the same. "Okay look we can do that or we can just stay here and then I get stuck here all day because I have no way to leave."
"Or you could just go away and not come back. No one is making you stay."
"Please? You saw my other face and that vampire's in the alley so you know not everything I'm saying is completely insane."
"If you think for a second that I'm going to..." She would have finished and threw him out but something outside the window caught her eye. It was a man from yesterday, after she had gotten out of the bus station, a bunch of guys started hitting on her. They didn't back off so she punched a few of them. They were all dressed in nice out fits and had that attitude, you know "I'm here bow down to my greatness" Now one of them was standing on the side walk just outside the building. This was way too much of a coincidence for him to be here in this side of town.
"Okay I'll go with you, but let's leave, NOW." She said rather hurriedly as she walked toward the door.
Angel wasn't stupid, he knew something she'd seen had made her decide to come, but considering that it would be impossible to get her to leave other wise and the fact that he wanted to get her out of this dump as soon as possible he decided not to push the issue, instead he just followed closely out the door.
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"And you expect me to believe that I am some sort of "chosen one" super hero? No."
"Well how do you explain your strength? And the dreams you told me about." Angel said still looking at her while she looked forward in the direction of the hotel that was only a few blocks away now. He had, after a few minutes of talking, gotten her to tell more about herself and finally told about the weird dreams she had. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Buffy had had the same dreams. Buffy and Faith. Two people with one very large thing in common, yet completely opposite of each other. Buffy was always that upper middle class, golden girl. Faith was more of a dark beauty, who had obviously seen a lot of pain. He was glad that she opened up to him.
"Are we almost there? We've been walking forever. What were you doing in my side of town any way?" Faith said. She wasn't really tiered but she would really like to change the subject. Him knowing all this shit about her was making her nervous. Her number one rule was never let anyone get to close. She had already broken that rule a couple of times in her life and the relationships with all those people had always ended, badly. No way this guy was getting by.
"Yeah, we're almost there. Only another half block or so." He didn't want her to just take off like she looked like she would. He could tell she wanted to bolt. He couldn't let that happen. She had to stay. She had to understand what she was...What he was.
They carried on in silence until they got to the old large hotel they had been walking towards. "Okay here we are Faith. My friends should still be here."
"Yeah, about that. There not all dark monster things too right?"
That comment stung, though it wasn't her fault. For some reason it hurt coming from her more then it did from any one else who had said it.
"No, their not." He said coldly.
Faith heard the coldness in his voice and she could feel a shiver run through her body. Something told her this wasn't the type of guy to get mad. Didn't matter. She wouldn't stay long. She'd listen to him talk, blather on then leave. No big deal. She could leave after this. Maybe she'd leave town get a ride with some guy and leave.
"Sorry."
"What?" She said surprised he had said anything.
"I'm sorry, for being cold, and dragging you out here." He said. He could tell that she was pulling away. If she left he might not find her for a while, if ever again. And if some other vampire or some demon found out that there was a new slayer with no training, no skills, and no idea what she was or what she could do, she would be an immediate target. He didn't want to see her get hurt. She may be the slayer, she may be tuff, she may be willing to kick the ass of every single person who got in her way, and the odds are she would win. But there were things out there that would love the mere sent of her blood. The sight of her beautiful body cut into pieces. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't be a lover to one slayer, but maybe he could be the friend of another.
"So why do live in a hotel that's been haunted by decades of evil?" Faith said walking in to the hotel lobby. She had just asked why he owned and lived in a hotel. She thought that the answer would be a little more simple then the answer she was given. You know some something like "I like the view, the building was wonderfully made, or my grandfather used to own it." Or possibly even "I once killed a girl and I buried her under the floor boards." No, no, no. It couldn't be anything like that. Yeah, her life was definitely about to get a WHOLE lot more complicated.
"Well it's not exactly tha..." He never got to finish the thought as Gunn had suddenly come running out of the side office. "Angel! Where've ya been? One HUGE slime faced demon just showed up, we managed to cut it hands off and all but we had to cut it pieces to kill it, there is this nasty stain on the carpet though and...oh.... hello." He said looking up to see Faith standing in front of him. "Yeah...so...hello." Was the only thing Gunn could mange to say. There was an awkward silence as Gunn looked back and forth between Faith and Angel.
"Ummm...Gunn? Could you get Wes and Cordy in my office so we can talk?"
"Oh yeah." Gunn said happy to leave. Something in his gut told him there was going to be a hell of a story behind this one.
"Nice friend, what the fuck was that about cutting and blood?" Faith said, already not liking the way things were going.
"Uhh..Faith can you wait here while I go talk to them." Angel said already knowing that wasn't going to happen.
"Okay, let's stop and think what's wrong with that sentence."
Angel let out an exasperated sigh. He had to admit that she was taking this much better then most people would. She'd must have seen a lot in her life. They were the ones who took it better. "Faith please? I promise nothing bad will happen to you."
"Yeah. Like I haven't ever heard that one before." Suddenly a flash of the man from the motel parking lot came to her. She had dealt with gangs, thugs, guys who thought they were god's gift, perverts, and some real creeps but there was something about them that really scared the hell out of her. "Okay I'll stay, but if something happens I'm gone. Okay?"
Angel could already tell there was something bothering her, something that maybe scared her. It couldn't have been his awe inspiring speech that made her change her mind. "Okay. I'll be right back."
Angel walked into his office to see Gunn and Cordelia sitting in the chairs that were in front of his desk and Wesley leaning against the wall holding a book.
"Well?" Gunn asked impatiently. "Who's the hottie out there?"
Angel started to give Gunn a glare then stopped. Faith was attractive. You'd half to be blind not to be able to see that, he just didn't want any one else to notice.
"Her name is Faith." He said sitting down behind his desk. "She's a slayer. This got everyone's attention.
"What do you mean she's the slayer?" asked Cordelia. "Did something happen to Buffy?"
"No." Angel said calmly, with everyone still staring at him. "Do you remember Kendra? The slayer that got called the time after Buffy died? And Dru killed her? After Kendra died Faith was called.
"So she's the other." Said Wesley surprising everyone.
"You knew there was another slayer and you never told us?!" Cordelia said glaring at him.
"After Knedra died, this Faith was called. But no one could get her to listen or obey."
"I can believe that." Angel muttered.
"The council knew that Buffy was still alive, so there was one active slayer on duty. Faith was a young teenage runaway, from what I heard. None of the ones in charge thought that she would last very long so they let her go. When she was gone someone more controllable would take her place and the world would have two slayers."
"So what? You just left a young teenage girl by herself on the streets of America hoping she would die soon because she couldn't be controlled?!" said Angel already feeling his anger rising. "How could they just do that?"
"The Watcher Council my be many things but caring is just not one of them." Wesley said wincing at some memory he had from his youth.
"So what's she doing here? Not that I'm going to put out another of your precious damsels in distress but how did you find her?" Cordelia asked Angel.
"This is no "damsel in distress" Angel said thinking of Faith's cold glare and attitude.
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Meanwhile....
Faith was sitting in the lobby. She could here voices in the office through. But through the large oak door they were just whispers. 'I should have just stayed back at the hotel' she thought to herself.
Across the street unknown to anyone in the old hotel a camera was hooked to the building at the opposite side of the street. Had anyone bothered to check, as of that mourning, the building was owned by the law firm Wolfram and Hart.