Successor

Two

The two girls became visible again, the second they knew they were safe. They walked in silence for a minute or two until Rory stopped to sit. "What's wrong?" Sarah asked looking at her friend who was looking rather pale. "Maybe you should see a doctor too," she suggested. Rory shook her head, "I'm fine, just drained is all." She got up wobbled a bit then fell back down.

"Are you sure your okay?" Sarah asked. "I'm..not..sure," Rory said before she passed out. "Rory!" Sarah shouted coming to the girl's aid. She tapped the passed-out witch on the cheeck. Nothing.

Sarah heard foot steps behind her. She whirled around to face three ugly...she didn't know what they were but she knew the weren't friendly. They had brown hoods over there heads, which didn't cover their eyes that were cut out and sewned up. She put her fists up and slid into a battle stance like her watcher showed her. Even though she was a potential, she did know a little about fighting.

After all, she did study martial arts for quite sometime. She felt confident she could take these guys on until they each pulled out daggers. Light from the moon flashed off of the three blades, striking fear in the potential's heart.

They held the knives high in the air as they charged for her. The only thing that crossed her mind was she hoped Rory would be okay.

Buffy waited patiently in the waiting room of the hospital. Once they told her Faith was okay, which they would considering her slayer healing powers, then she was off to find those girls. There was so much thing she wanted to ask the girls. "Miss summers?" a voice came breaking the slayer's train of thought. Buffy looked up and saw Faith's doctor.

"Yes?" Buffy asked. "Well miss summers she lost an extreme amount of blood but after the transfusion she seems a lot better, but..."

"But what?" Buffy asked. "Well during the procedure, her wound...well it seemed to close." he finished. Of course this was no surprise to Buffy, that was part of the Slayer package, but the doctor seemed to be quite baffled. She couldn't tell him it was a thing we slayer's share, so instead she shrugged her shoulders.

After awhile he dismissed it, "Anyway she's resting if you want to see her." he told her. After he gave her the room number, he left. Buffy went straight for her room. She knocked lightly then entered.

She found Faith sleeping soundly. Buffy walked forward then instantly forgot to close the door. She turned just in-time to see it slam close. Faith eyes snapped opened. Buffy turned and said," Sorry." The dark-haired slayer shook her head, "It's okay, i hadn't had a nap like that since three years ago."

Buffy knew she was talking about when she put her in a coma. "So you okay?" Buffy knew the answer but it was polite to ask. "Yeah," Faith tried to sit up but her wound was still causing her pain so she sat back down.

"Just stuck in this hospital, again." she moaned. "God it still looks the same."

"Yeah," Buffy agreed. "It all seems to look the same after you've been here long enough."

Faith nodded. They both sat in awkward silence until Buffy asked, "What happened back there?" Faith told the story from beginning to end without leaving out anything. When she finished Faith asked, "What happened after i fell out?"

"Well you died...then one of the girl's healed you i think. Faith processed the new information as Buffy explained it in detail. She even told her how her heart had stopped.

"Wow, i died," Faith gasped. "Join the club, I died twice," Buffy said. Faith looked at her,"Are you bragging? Cause i can go out and get killed again and we'd be even," Faith smiled. Buffy couldn't help but laugh at Faith's humor. The two girls were smiling which rarely happened between them. It feels nice to smile, Buffy thought. It's been so long.

Buffy got up. "Where you going?" her companion slayer asked. "Well i told myself i'd go back out and look for those girls," she answered. "I'm coming too," Faith said suddenly sitting up. "You can't, you have to wait to be released before you can leave," Buffy told her.

"Buffy those girls saved my life, i can't sit here," She said. "Don't worry, besides there's no point in arguing with me." Before Buffy left Faith called her.

"Yeah?" she turned and asked. "When you find them can you bring them here first?"

"Sure," Buffy said then left.

The three bringers rushed Sarah. Sarah was panicking, they were closing the distance between them pretty fast and she still had no clue how she was going to deal with these creeps. Suddenly, as if on instinct, she ran towards the things. Her mind was racing. What the hell am i doing? she asked herself. She couldn't get herself to stop running.

When she was only a few feet away from her enemies she jumped high into the air. Higher than she's ever jumped before. In mid jump she pivoted around and landed behind the three things. In a flash her hand wrapped around one's neck. With one twist of her wrist the thing fell over dead. The other two were just turning around. They looked down at their fallen partner.

Since their mangled faces were unable to express any form of emotion Sarah was unsure if they were mad or sad about it. One thing she knew for sure was that they were trying harder than ever to dispatch of her now. They were swinging their knives wildly now. To Sarah's amazement she was evading every single swipe like some action hero you see on T.V.

She grabbed one of the wildly swinging arms. She snapped it and hurled the body it was attached to twenty feet away. Okay, now this was weird. How did i do that? While she was busy deep in thought, she completely forgot about the third creature. She grunted in pain as it hit her over the head with the end of its knife. She fell over and rubbed the back of her head.

Sarah turned over to see the hooded figure, instead all she saw was it's blade coming straight for her throat. She shut her eyes and awaited the pain. When she didn't feel any she popped her eyes open. Instead of being in her throat, the knife was plunged deeply into the creatures chest. A slim blonde pulled the knife out and flung it to the side. The creature fell down dead next to Sarah.

"I know you," Sarah said getting to her feet. "Yeah," the girl responded. She looked around, "Where's your friend?" Sarah pointed over at her collasped friend. "Is she hurt?" the blonde asked Sarah. "I don't think so, just tired." Sarah responded.

"I'm Buffy," The blonde said extending her hand for Sarah to take. "Sarah," she introduced. "And that's Rory."

"Sisters?" Buffy asked. Sarah shook her head, "Just friends." The Slayer nodded, "Okay, so what are you and Rory doing out so late. Shouldn't you be at home?"

"That's complicated." Sarah quickly told Buffy. She changed the subject, "What's a better question is how you killed that thing without so much as a struggle." Buffy knew she was trying to change the subject, something she frequently did when she couldn't explain her Slayer tendencies. She also knew she did it when she was trying to hide something.

Buffy looked out and for the first time noticed the dead bringers she didn't kill. What did these things want with her? Was she a potential? Had to be. But the question was did she know it? An even better question was how did she take them out?

"What happened to those two?" the Slayer asked pointing to the two dead bringers. Sarah looked away, "I don't know." Buffy frowned, "Your lying." Sarah looked at her, "I killed them i think, i don't know how, one second i was scared and afraid and the next i was Xena!" the girl exclaimed.

This seemed a little too familiar to the experienced Slayer. Sort of like her first night on patrol...oh god...no. Couldn't be... could it? "Faith did die," She mumbled to herself. "Who died?" Sarah asked a stunned Buffy. "Nothing, there is someone i need you to see," Buffy told her.

Sarah knew Rory wouldn't like the idea of going somewhere with a complete stranger, but Sarah did not want to be alone if she was attacked again. Plus she felt safe with this girl. "Okay," Sarah agreed. "What about Rory?"

Buffy went over and lifted the sleeping girl up onto her shoulders. "Wow," Sarah muttered. "I work out alot," Buffy lied. Buffy turned to leave with Sarah right behind her.

"Uno!" shouted Willow. Everyone groaned as Willow dropped her last card. That was the tenth time she had won in that night. Since there was no demon to research, the gang decided a nice game of Uno would calm everyone's nerves. "If i would've known we would've been playing with the Uno queen then i would have never played with you guys." Andrew huffed. "Andrew, no one asked you to play," Said Xander.

"You guys playing a game?" Dawn asked coming down the stairs bleary eyed. "Not anymore, we're done," Xander said. He scooped up all the cards and placed them back into its box. Dawn shrugg and went into the kitchen. Everyone else seemed to depart leaving Willow alone.

It was late and the red-headed Wicca was extremely tired. She decided to take a hot bath before she laid down for some quaility Z's. She climbed the steps and into the bathroom. She ran her hot water and got in. The heat felt good. She felt relaxed. Something that was a stranger in this household. She picked up the shampoo and proceeded to lather up her hair. She gave a frustrated sigh when she found it empty.

"Andrew," she growled. That boy has got to go, she thought. She dunked her head under the water. She opened her eyes and saw Faith hovering over her. She shot straight up, "Goddess!" she cried. "What are you doing here?" she asked the Slayer. Faith didn't respond.

Willow covered herself up and waited for Faith's answer. Her eyes bulged when the Slayer did speak. "I just dropped by to see how things were going," she said in a voice that did not belong to her. Willow's supernatural sense went off. "The First!"

"Wow, you are smart," Faith's image said. "What do you want?" The witch asked. "Oh nothing, i just bored of thinking of ways too slowly kill you guys, so i sent some friends over to do it for me," It told the red head.

With a smile that sent fear through the witch, the First winked out. It wasn't until minutes later that a thought occured to Willow. If the First was posing as Faith then that ment the Slayer was dead. Kennedy came bursting through the door with a stake in hand. "You okay?" she asked scanning the room for potential threats.

"No," Willow answered gravely. She thought of what the first told her about his friends. "No i'm not okay." A crash came from downstairs followed by a chorus of screams. "They're here!"

A/N: sorry for the slow update. My internet has been down for quite some time. Special thanks to Sarah and Rory for reviewing my story. Next update will be better and quicker.