Faith stood among a large group of people, honestly, she was actually surprised how many were here. She had made it into the nest perfectly fine. Wesley plan had been flawless, as was expected from him. So now she was just through... well she really had no fucking clue what the hell was going on. Maybe some kind of orientation? She was curious as to if everyone here was here for the same crime or if they were just a random collection of criminals that had been picked this time around. Of course, now that she was thinking about it, she hoped maybe they were separated by crime. Because if she was standing next to a rapist or child molester she might get an early start to her killer side than she figured she would. Now that the thought was in her mind she couldn't help but looking around at some of the people close to her. They looked like your average John and Jane Doe. Probably where the whole "There's no way John Smith could have done those things, he's such a nice boy." Came from. Hell she probably didn't look much like someone that could kill, or you know, take on demons and vampires and other forces of darkness.

She really needed to get out of her head if she was going to survive in this place, other she would drive herself crazy, and not the good kind of crazy either. Or the kind that would help her here. God, how was she going to survive a place like this? Of course, she would survive any of the fights but everything else, that was a little iffy. She also had to be careful. As a slayer, she tended to heal faster than the average human she couldn't exactly go around and have other people see that, that might raise some eyebrows and could make this difficult for her. She wished she had more backup in this place. The more she thought about things the more she should have tried to at least get that, some kind of backup. It was bad enough she was going in blind with no weapons, they had frisked her down before blindfolding her and bring her this, wherever the hell this place was, but she had no Angel, no Wesley, hell she would even settle for Gunn right about now.

Faith balled her hand into a fist as she was getting frustrated with this whole thing already, she hated just standing around, she also hated this whole mission. She wanted to be back with Star and Angel Inc. She would kill for a burger right about now... Maybe it was a good idea that she was the one to come. Her want to kill someone just for a decent slab of red meat right about now surprised even her.

She was pulled from her thoughts as she saw movement to her left. She looked that way and noticed a familiar leather jacket walking past a few people, shortly followed by something that had something in their hand that gave off a reflection in the sun.

"Jesus, I don't want to be doing this already," she grumped to herself. But she had to know. So she followed in the direction the duo had gone. She was surprised as she moved among people their lack of reaction to being bumped into. Was this some kind of brainwashing thing that hadn't worked on her? Or maybe they were on drugs, put under sedation to keep them compliant. But then why wasn't she the same? And why weren't the two that she was following?

It wasn't long before she was able to catch up with them, and her suspicion had been right. The gleam came from a knife. But how had it been brought in here? She didn't have time to think about that as she saw the person with the knife lifting it to stab the other, who had chosen that time to stop. Thinking quickly she leaped forward and grabbed the hand with the knife before bending it back. The person shouted in pain, drawing the attention of those around them, including the one she had saved. Soon she was looking into black eyes, ones that reminded her of a demon.

"Nice trick, now watch what I can do."

She headbutted the person in the face, sending their head snapping back. To her dismay, they recovered quickly landing a very well aimed kick to her stomach. It held enough power to knock the wind out of her, causing her to lose her grip on the hand the held the blade. She had moments to react as the used the free blade to swipe at her face. When the next strike came in she saw it coming, allowing her to block it with her arm. She quickly grabbed the arm holding the knife, this time, she struck out with her other hand into the elbow. The loud pop followed by the person screaming let her know she had succeeded in breaking the elbow. The person lost the grip on the blade, allowing Faith to pull it from their grips. But it didn't slow them down too much as they used their other hand to punch her.

Faith stepped back and shook the blow off. At this point, she knew that not all of these people were in their right state of minds, whether they were under a spell, drugged, or any other number of things she wasn't sure, but what she did know was they weren't your standard humans anymore. Cause even with a broken arm, this dude was still coming at her like a bat out of hell.

"What are you a robot?"

"You're out of your league slayer," a voiced hissed at her.

That one sentence froze her on the spot. She was already found out, how was she already found out. She hadn't even done anything yet that might have given her away, so how was she found out already. She snapped herself out of her thought in time to see the, she was going to call them meat suits, rush at her. She had half a second to react, taking the knife in her hand and thrusting up into the heart as the meat suit. To make her day already worse, the meat suit had more to say before it hit the dust. It was like it was going to shake her up as much as possible.

"You keep looking for love and acceptance slayer, but you're never gonna find it," it sang sung. "They will always see you as a killer, why do you think they picked you for this mission. They knew no one else would be able to fake the anger and hatred needed for this job. That killer instinct. That's all you baby. They will never love you, nobody will ever love you. But don't worry, I'll tell Mayor Wilkins that you are back, his little firecracker."

"Shut. Your. Mouth," she growled before pulling the knife out and stabbing it in a few more times. When she finally let the meat suit drop her eyes connected with familiar green ones. "It was you. I don't understand, what are you doing here?" she asked Dean.

But she never got a response as she heard clapping, causing her to spin in the direction it was coming from.