Five by five.
Faith raised her stake equipped hand high, the vampire quivering before her. Its evil, contorted face glared with hatred. "Filth!" It spat.
The brick alleyway they were in carried his retort like a cold, venomous wind. Faith smiled, tilting her head to the side. "Vice versa pal," said Faith. And before the vampire could defend itself, Faith drove the stake with a sickening crunch into the vampire's heart, obliterating it into dust.
She stowed the stake away into her tight, blue jeans and vanished from the alleyway as quickly as she had entered it and out into the bustling city of Cleveland.
People walked all around her, some staring at her attractive stature, others because of how cool she seemed.
Tall buildings, glittering with lights, pierced the sky around her. She smiled, feeling the world at her finger tips. Everything was connected, felt connected.
She rounded a corner onto a dark, shadowy street, the stench of litter diffused into the air. Another sharp turn lead her in front of a vast, rotted wooden building ebbed away by the environment around it.
Throwing a few glances from side to side, she entered the building. It was damp and dusty inside, everything ancient and old.
She lit a candle, flooding the time withered room with an eerie yellow light. Only It wasn't just the room that was illuminated, but the glass wearing face of Giles, standing in front of Faith.
Faith had been taken aback at first, but then seeing a familiar face seemed to alleviate the stress.
"Yo! What's up Giles? Haven't seen you in ages," said Faith smiling. Giles smiled. "I haven't seen you for quite a while either. How's Cleveland?"
Faith snorted. "Cleveland… its not all its hyped up to be, I prefer New York a lot more," said Faith grinning.
Giles nodded, still smiling. "What brings you here?" Faith asked suddenly. Giles looked up, his smile gone. "Well, I wish I had arrived here on better circumstances but… something's wrong."
Faith gave a gleeful smile. "Going to stop another apocalypse are we?"
Giles gulped. "No… you."
Faith didn't hear the knife slide between her ribs, but Willow did, and she hated every sound it made.
Willow, wincing, removed the knife with a frown and disgusted look, yet intertwined with sadness.
Faith, becoming suddenly aware of the blood swelling on her green shirt, looked up at Giles before crumpling mercilessly to the ground in a hopeless heap, yet still alive, she looked up at Giles, tears in her eyes.
Giles began to regret what he had done and rushed to a dying Faith, who looked up at him confused, like a little girl.
"W-why" she croaked, blood beginning to mount in her mouth and in between her teeth.
"Your blood is the only way to reverse the spell laid on Buffy. She has become invincible, immortal, if she drinks your blood… it will stop the spell. If we didn't do this, Buffy would spiral out of control."
Faith then smiled, red between her teeth. "Oh…, another apocalypse." Her eyes then stared off and went blank.
Willow, dropping the blood ridden knife, plopped on the ground, Xander appearing behind her, sadness etched into his young face.
"Time to save Buffy," said Giles, sadness in his voice.