Much need chapter update. Sorry for the very belated update. But with moving and starting a new job. I just haven't had the time to update as often as I have watned to.
It really didn't take Conner as long as he thought to get Wesley back to the hotel. A blond girl jumped to her feet the moment they slammed through the doors. "Wes . . . " she said softly, causing Conner to jump into defensive mode. She shot him a look before dropping her hands to her side. "Easy boy, I don't want to hurt you."
"Hurt me?" he tossed back as he moved them inside, and carefully helped Wesley down on one of the couches. "Not a lot hurts me."
"Trust me you don't wanna . . . "
He quickly cut her off. "Slayer right?" he asked her as he headed for the main desk. He leaned over the top of it and snatched up the first aid kit. "All powerful and what not." He rolled his eyes at the idea of her being strong.
"How do you know about me?" she asked him, as he bent down next to Wesley and began to treat some of his minor wounds. "What happened?"
Conner simply ignored her, as he worked on Wesley's wounds. They were massive and he would need medical treatment if he hopes to survive. "He needs a doctor." Footsteps caused him to glance up to see Spike and a weary older man. His glasses weren't on his face right and he looked very tired and warn out.
Conner got to his feet and headed for the phone only to be stopped by the blond one. "Where is Faith?" she asked him, as he jerked his arm free from her grip. She shot him a surprised look that he was actually strong.
"Angelus . . . " a voice called out causing them to turn to see Wesley staring up at them. "Angelus killed Faith . . . " His eyes then rolled into the back of his head and he slipped into the world of darkness.
"Angelus?" both the blond one and the one with glasses said at the same time. "Is back?"
Angelus never in a million years had figured out that this girl, this ex-slayer would have as many annoying habits as she did. He shot her a look as she came toward him and smirked at what she was wearing. She had gone from her somewhat hip style before to a cross between Goth chick and heavy metal groupie. Surprisingly she pulled it off. Feeling his eyes on her she smiled, as she did a small turn. "You like it?" she asked him, before coming up to his side and glancing up into his eyes.
A soft smile crosses his lips as his eyes began a trail from her black and ringed boots, the tight black pants, to the tight deep red corset that she wore for a top. "You could say that," he said softly, raising his eyes from her outfit to her dark rimmed eyes. "You'll fit in just nicely."
"Awe, thanks," she whispered as she stepped closer to him and rubbed her body against his. "So what do we do now for fun?"
"Oh, I'm sure that you have plenty of ideas what we can do for fun . . . "
Braxi sat there watching the others at the hotel. They all looked so normal and like they were not so happy to see that one Slayer get turned. She shrugged as she slipped from her perch and vanished into the darkness. They weren't her problem. Only the vampire matter now.
As soon as Wesley was gone, the blond one took to getting ready for an attack. She strapped a few knives and stakes to herself, before grabbing onto a set of crossbows. "Going to war, Buffy?" Spike asked her, as she nodded to the one with glasses as she tossed him a crossbow. "I can only hope that he's as happy to see you as you are to see him."
"He'll be dead before he hits the ground, Spike," she threw back to him, as they slid out the front doors.
"Yeah, I'm sure about that one . . . " Spike then shook his head. "It's their funeral to go up against him. They know that, yet they go anyway."
It didn't take Faith long to learn how to satisfy her craving for blood. She dropped her latest victim to the ground before turning her face up to the sky. She felt free and alive. She moved into the shadows to wait for another victim when a couple of figures caught her eye. "Buffy," she said softly, as her eyes followed the blond slayer. The one that everyone loved and everyone desired.
"Looks that way," a soft voice whispered behind her and she jumped back into Angelus. "You want to go say hello?"
A smirk crossed Faith's face. "Yes, let's go say hello." She then followed Angelus' lead, as they made their ways toward the slayer and her watcher.
Buffy stopped and her eyes quickly went to the sky line. "Something's tracking us . . . " she simply whimpered as she went for the cross bow. "For a couple blocks now." She turned to face Giles only to see a movement and knew that it was too late.
He landed on the ground without making any sound and went up to the watcher's side. They never learned. He snatched the crossbow from his grip and tossed it far from them. His eyes grew wide as he took in who had attacked him. "Angel . . . " was all that was whispered. He quickly turned and blocked her kick.
"Hello, Buffy," he greeted the girl who had at once upon a time claimed his heart. "It's good for you guys to drop in." He shoved her back and she landed gracefully on her feet. "I'm glad to see that you haven't grown rusty in retirement."
"There is always evil out there," she threw out at him. "As long as you and yours are running about making the world unsafe, they're always be us."
"Awe, how touching . . . " a voice called out from behind Buffy causing her to spin around to face a very dark figure. She couldn't make out who it was, for the figure stayed to the shadows. "And here I thought the lot of you came just to see me."
The voice and size of the figure finally clicked in her mind. "Faith?" she called out to her friend and the ex-Rogue slayer. "Are you okay?" From what she had gotten little by little from the others, Faith was dead, or should be dead.
Faith stepped out from the shadows, dressed in dark clothing from head to toe. She would put a Goth to shame in the way she dressed and pulled it off. She had tight black pants with silver rings up along the seams, a deep red corset, and her boots. She smirked at the blond Slayer and crossed her arms across her chest. "Hey, B," she greeted her.
"What happened to you?" Buffy asked her, as she took a step toward Faith, still keeping a watchful eye on Angelus. "You like vanished . . . and then the others . . . said that you were . . . "
"Oh, I had a change of heart," Faith replied, only to notice the movement in the shadows. She tried to dodge the object, only to not move fast enough. The crossbow bolt slammed into her chest and she let out a growl, as she vamped out.
"Holy . . . " Buffy muttered, as she turned to see Giles holding the crossbow aim at Faith. "How did you know?"
"By how she's dressed," he started, as he stepped into the light. "And a few other things." His gaze drifted over to Angelus. "He would have killed her without a single thought."
"Good observations, Watcher," Angelus threw out, as he causally made his way over to Faith's side. "But then again you don't really know us." He reached out to touch Faith's shoulder and she morphed back to her human face.
"You're monsters . . . " Buffy stated causing them to glance over at her. She had tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "I'm so sorry Faith."
"Don't be," Faith shot back at her. "I'm finally free and here you guys are thinking it's like having the plague."
"Faith, you're a vampire." Buffy yanked out a spike from her coat. "One of the same creatures once upon a time, you swore to kill."
Faith chuckled as she glanced over at Angelus. "No, I never did," she started. "I was born with a shitty destiny to die young and alone." She shook her head. "That's not what I want."
"Faith, you are . . . were a Slayer." Buffy stated. "That's a very important thing to be."
"For you . . . " Faith threw out at her. "Come down to it, B, it was all about you. You were the one they all ran to, when the world was going to end. It didn't matter about the rest of us."
"Faith . . . " Buffy began, only to have Faith wave her off.
"I'm tired of this childlike conversation," Faith said, as she yanked the bolt from her chest and threw it at Giles. "You missed!" She then turned to face Angelus. "We jet now?"
"Yeah . . . " he replied, as he watched as she moved past him into the shadows. Knowing that once she got to the shadows, she could become one with them and they couldn't follow her. He clapped his hands together. "Well it's been lovely chatting with the lot of you, next time, it won't be so nice." He quickly turned and followed Faith deep into the shadows.
He found her not that far from them, watching them. "Something's troubling you . . . " he said softly to her. "Something that she said."
"No . . . " she lied to him, as she turned to look up at him. "But I did say that they would kill me."
"True . . . " he replied, as he took a step closer to her. "But I did say that you would be better than them."
"Yeah, and I failed the part of the lesson where to duck and roll." She touched the wound on her chest and winced. "Guess I'm still in the learning stage."
"It'll come to you," he said to her.
"I know . . . " she replied as she shot a glance back in the direction where Buffy and Giles were talking. She then scoffed as she gazed up at him. "I never saw what you saw in her." She then turned and slipped into the darkness, causing Angelus to smirk before shooting one last glance back Buffy and her faithful watcher. He shot them a small salute before slipping into the shadows after Faith.
Buffy spun around to face Giles after they had left. "What are we gonna do?" she asked him, as she pointed her crossbow to the ground. "We can't kill them . . . "
"Buffy, you have to do what you think is the best action . . . " Giles said softly, as he gazed at the Slayer. "Even if that means killing them."
"I hope it doesn't come down to that . . . " She then sniffled as she glanced around. "Come on, let's get back and see what the others have for us . . . "
Author's Note:
I didn't think that it would be a great Faith/Angelus story without Buffy thrown into the entire thing. Plus young Braxi's thinking that she can take on Angelus by herself. Wait until she meets him in a dark alleyway for the first time.
