SERIES : the Chronicles
Continuation
SEQUEL TO : the Buffy
& Angelus Chronicles
PAIRING : Buffy/Angel,
Angel/Spike, Spike/Buffy, Angel/Buffy/Spike
RATING : NC17
SPOILERS : major spoilers, I’ve
used actual show quotes from all four seasons of Buffy & Angel season one.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
NOTES & WARNINGS : SLASH
(m/m) and a little bloodplay
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“I wouldn’t count on that
B.” Buffy immediately vamped out but Angel grabbed her before she could turn.
She looked into his eyes and shifted once more before turning around.
“Surprised to see you here thought. Wouldda thought you’d have found some other
beefcake by now. Guess it’s my lucky day.”
“Faith....” Angel
started.
“Relax, I’m leaving.
Just thought I’d say thanks, it’s been real.” Faith walked further into the
room and met Spike’s gaze. She looked familiar, too familiar. He knew she was a
slayer and wondered how much she knew. “William the Bloody with a chip is his
head, Council’d go crazy over that, wouldn’t they B?”
“What do you want? Come
to steal someone’s body?” Spike leaned against the wall and watched as the two
slayers circled each other. He wanted to whisk Buffy away, but his sire didn’t
move, so neither did he.
“Sounds like fun B, but
gosh I did that last time.”
Buffy watched her dark
haired opponent. She could hear her blood pumping, she could smell the
adrenaline, she wanted to smell fear. It was all she could do from vamping on
the spot, but she fought off the urge, she was waiting for the perfect moment.
She circled Faith, watching as Angel and Spike came in and out of view. This
was her fight. They wouldn’t intercede. Good.
“What’sa matter B? Cat
got your tongue? Or is it a soldier boy? They had your tongue a few times, in a
few different places.” Buffy could hear a low growl, two of them, she could
separate her two lovers growls now. She heard them separately. The air around
her was jumping with energy. She closed her eyes for a second and it soaked
into her skin and she felt warmer than she had in a few months.
“How do you know I
didn’t have just as much fun in your body, Faith?”
“Come on, B, you don’t
have the guts. Wouldn’t wanna ruin that perfect reputation, would you? Not that
fucking a vampire hadn’t already ruined it, but you always did live in your own
little world.”
“So why did you want my
life? If it was so messed up, why take it? Was it funny? When you were in *my*
house with *my* mother pretending to be *me*, did you laugh about it?”
“No, I was too busy
reading your diary. I especially liked the part about Xander, that was a nice
dream, but he’s not nearly as good, not bad though, but soldier boys were
*much* better.” Buffy jumped up and sent a hard kick into Faith’s gut that sent
her flying across the office ten feet. “DAMN B! You’ve been working out.”
“You could say that.”
She let her human mask slip away as she watched the change in Faith’s eyes. But
what she saw was not fear, not horror, but pity.
“I’m sorry B.” Faith
stood up and ran out of the office into the daylight.
Buffy slowly turned
around, beautiful yellow eyes staring at both him and their sire. “DAMN that
felt good. I gotta kick her ass more often.” He could tell she was disappointed
and he wondered if she was more disappointed that she had not fought as much as
she’d liked or because Faith had not been afraid.
THAT EVENING
“PAIN KILLERS!” Buffy
grabbed the bottle quickly and ran into Angel’s office, while Spike grabbed the
water. “Gosh, will these things ever stop? Could you at *least* tell the PTB
to-”
“Cordelia! The vision?”
Angel interrupted. Her banter was getting out of control.
“An ally behind the big
fish market, ugly hairy demon.”
“I’m gone.” Angel said
as he started for the door.
“You may want the
fightin’ axe Angel, and perhaps another supernatural friend.”
“Come on Spike, we’re
going demon hunting.” Her two lovers left and she watched Cordelia lay down on
the couch with a compress on her head.
“How bad do they hurt?”
“Tons. Some worse than
others. So tell me something fun, who’s a better lay? Spike or Angel?”
“Both.”
“GET OUT GIRL! YOU TAKE
‘EM BOTH?” Cordelia shot upright and started at her with wide eyes.
“Oh yeah.”
“What’s that like?”
“Amazing.”
“How does it work?”
“Whaddya mean?”
“Where do they go?”
“Depends on the mood,
lately Spike’s be... you don’t wanna hear this.”
“Sure I do. I’m
not getting any as of late; I may as well get some vicarious sex. It’ll at
least give me good dreams.”
“Spike takes front and
Angel takes back.”
“OH MY GOD! BUFFY
SUMMERS!
A COUPLE HOURS LATER
She walked downstairs
after locking up. They’d been in Los Angeles less than a week and things seemed
to be going well. Cordelia had changed a lot, but was still very
Cordelia-esque. They’d talked a lot about her relations with both Spike and
Angel and the months leading up to her decision and after the change. She felt
pretty good about the move. She walked downstairs and shut the office lights
off. She got downstairs and felt a presence. “Who’s there?” She spoke into the
darkness of the apartment.
“Why’d you do it B?”
Buffy flicked the lamp beside the couch on and Faith was sitting in the chair
facing her.
“Didn’t Angel tell you?”
“Are you kidding? He never
talked about you, ever. Not even when I asked how you were.”
“Like you cared.”
“I did. I do. I’m sorry
B, for everything. Our first meeting didn’t go as I’d planned. I could feel
it.”
“What?”
“How much you hate me. I
understand, I hated myself for so long, but Angel helped me with that. He’s the
only one who truly understands.”
“I do.” Buffy said
sitting on the couch facing the chair Faith was sitting in.
“What happened B?”
“Well, before you woke up,
Angel temporarily lost his soul to a drug that induces pure happiness. I showed
up here to talk and it was Angelus. Make a long story short, he raped me, I
lost my mind, we went back to Sunnydale where I tortured a guy who done me
wrong. Angelus and Spike killed the guy and tortured my then sort of boyfriend.
Angelus stopped taking the pills for me and Angel left again cause we knew how
dangerous we were together.”
“Nobody deserves that
B.”
“What?”
“To be raped.” She saw
the look in Faith’s eyes. “My step-father... he... never mind. Tell me the
rest.”
“I tried to kill myself
one night and Spike saved my life. We became friends; he helped me realize I
needed to be with Angel. I found this book that talked about slayers who were
turned. It said they all retained their souls, cause the slayer’s soul is the
most pure, and no demon can overcome it. So I called Angel and asked him to
change me.”
“God B, why?”
“Because it’s what I
wanted. It’s been hard, but I’m learning. Somewhere in the middle of it Spike
and I fell in love.”
“And Angel’s okay with
that?”
“Angel’s been picking up
his relationship with Spike as well.”
“Wow, a ménage a trois,
never thought you had it in ya B.”
“Needless to say, I have
my soul, so rest assured you won’t need to stake me.”
“Well, that’s funny.”
“Why?”
Faith took a stake out
of her pocket. “Cause I was getting something to eat this morning when these
three guys came up to me, Council guys.”
“Oh.”
“Anyway, they said they
knew I’d be gettin’ out early for good behavior and I had a couple of options.
I guess the Council is still pretty mad about that whole ascension thing, plus
they’re mad cause they couldn’t get me the last time they tried. SO, they said
I had a couple options, one was to go with them, which is clearly not my first
choice. The other was that all would be forgotten, I would be disavowed and
would be free, so long as I stayed out of human trouble in the future.”
“In exchange for what?”
“For your dust.” She
looked at Faith; they both sat staring at each other for a while.
“If you came looking for
a fight, you’ll get it, but I can guarantee I’ll win Faith.”
“Well the way I see it,
is that I can fight you and die or I can go with them and die, cause honestly I
don’t think I could beat your slayer and vamp strength. So either way I’m
toast, or I can ignore them and maybe they’ll go away.”
“I doubt it, they have
this annoying habit of sticking around where you don’t want them to.”
“So true.”
“So what are you gonna
to do?” Buffy asked her. Faith looked at her, smiled and broke the stake in
two.
“I figure I’ll see what
option three is.”
“Sure you wanna do that?
Never know if I’m lying or not.”
“Sure I do, B. You can’t
kill me, so what good is fighting? And I’m sure as hell not gonna kill you, not
after that kick.”
“Bringing my personal
life into a fight always makes me mad.”
“B, I really want you to
know that I’m sorry. You were the one person that really tried with me. I guess
I never really could fit into your little gang, so it was just easier to get mad
and leave.”
“To be the one to leave,
instead of the one left.”
“Something like that.”
“So you said you were
leaving?”
“I was going to, before
the Council showed up, but now I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Cause I hear there’s a
new slayer on her way.”
“She’s coming?” Buffy
said sensing a presence behind her she turned.
“I’m here, Vampire.” The
new slayer was standing with a crossbow in one hand and a gun in the other.
“Let’s do it.”
“Think you can stop me?”
Buffy said. “Think you can win?” She afraid to stand for fear of the arrow. She
had to catch the girl off guard so she could get around the couch.
“Oh yeah.”
“Don’t be so sure.”
Faith said, standing up.
“I take it you’re Faith,
the rogue slayer I’ve been warned about, wanted for murder if I’m not mistaken.
You were given your chance.”
“Yeah and what are you
gonna do about it? Gonna shoot me?”
“Don’t tempt me. Council
doesn’t care if you live or die.”
“Do you?” Faith slowly
approached the girl with that badass attitude of hers. “You kill me and you kill
a human. You willing to become a murderer for the Council?”
“Don’t come any closer.
I’m here to rid the world of *vampires*, you get in my way and we’ll find out.”
“Then let’s find out.
Shoot.” Faith shrugged. “Do it. Kill me. I’m giving you an open invitation.”
The girl was shaking; Buffy could smell the slightest tinge of fear, lacing the
air as Faith approached her.
“Stay back.” The girl’s
hand was shaking. “I’m warning you.” Just then Faith kicked the gun out of her
hand.
“Guess we’re not as
tough as we thought we were.” Buffy wasn’t sure what Faith was doing. She was
standing in front of the crossbow and Buffy stood up from the couch
“Don’t think I planned
for that?” The girl pulled another gun out of her pocket and fired off a shot
that grazed Faith’s arm.
“You bitch! That was my
only shirt!” Faith said while punching the girl.
“It doesn’t have to be
like this Faith.” The girl said
“No? What, is the
Council just gonna gimme a watcher and let me go somewhere else? I don’t think
so.”
“Fighting me is only
gonna make it worse.”
“Don’t you think that
coming to a vampire’s lair is really quite stupid B?” Faith asked over her
shoulder.
“I was thinking about
that too.”
“And especially a
vampire they need to hire extra help to kill. I mean, they wouldda never sent
you or me after such a vampire. What do you think that means? I wonder if they
already got another slayer called yet.”
“They sent me here to
kill her, that’s all.”
“Then you didn’t count on
us, did you cutie?” Spike said from behind the girl. “Really think you can take
on two slayers and two vampires?”
The girl backed up
slightly to keep them all in her sight. “Do you *really* count as a vampire
when you can’t bite?”
“She’s like you slayer,
only not as smart. Quick on her feet though.” One kick from Spike sent the
crossbow and gun flying out of her hand to the other side of the apartment.
“But not quick enough.” Buffy could smell her fear now, the mix of fear and
adrenaline. “Can you smell it Buffy? *That’s* what genuine fear smells likes.
Intoxicating, isn’t it? You have to admit it Peaches, you have missed it. I can
see it in your eyes. Wonder if this slayer would be as good as ours?”
“Don’t even think about
it boy.” Angel spoke approaching Buffy.
“So what do we now?”
Faith asked. “Break bones? Slice her wrists? Scar her for life? I mean we can’t
just let her leave.”
“That’s precisely what
we’re going to do Faith.” Angel said.
“WHAT? You want her
hunting B? Want her coming after your children Angel? Cause that’s what’s gonna
happen.”
“We kill her and we just
prove the Council right. We give them a reason to send the special teams after
us until Buffy’s dust. Do you really wanna kill her Faith? After all the
progress you made? After starting to fix the problems you caused? Is that what
you wanna do?”
“Uh, Peaches? Hate to
admit it but I have to agree with the rogue on this one. They’ll come after us
all.”
“And they’ll come after
us worse if we give them a reason to. We’re playing right into their hands.” He
approached the girl who was still shaking in fear. No doubt she’d read the
books about him, about his minds games. She was probably wondering if he was
playing one now. He took her by the shoulders and pushed her into the wall behind
her, pinning her there. He let his human visage melt away and the girl gasped.
Spike was right, he *did* miss it. TOO much.
“You tell the Council,”
he said pushing her hair away from her neck, “that I *don’t* take kindly to
people hunting my childer.” He licked her sweet neck just above the pulsing
vein. He could practically taste her blood, feel it running through him. He
felt Buffy’s inside him, the power it held. He’d drank her life and felt
stronger afterward. “If you, or anyone one of them, come looking for anyone in
this room again, you won’t be leaving. Know *that* little girl, if nothing
else. I am stronger than any you’ll ever face, by myself. You think you’ve
heard stories about what I did,” he whispered, “you don’t know the half of it.”
“Council only knew what
the evidence suggested, if they could *find* evidence.” He knew he shouldn’t,
he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help but open his mouth and scrape his
fangs along her tender skin, thus driving his point home. The girl was shaking
so bad he couldn’t even hold her steady against the wall. He looked at her face
and allowed his human features to descend upon his face. “You tell your bosses
*that* and if they still want a fight, they’ll get one, but we’re all on the
same team here. We stay here, you stay in Sunnydale and it’ll work out fine.”
He let her go and she struggled to keep her footing. “Now GO before I change my
mind.” The girl bolted up the stairs leaving the crossbow and guns behind.
“And *that* ladies and
gents is what *your* sire can do for you.” Spike said chuckling to himself.
“Quite a show Peaches. How’d she taste?”
“Didn’t actually break
the skin. Buffy, are you okay?”
“I’m good. I was
actually thinking about going out patrolling.” She turned to Faith. “What are
you gonna do now?”
“I guess I’ll leave. I
got nothin’ else to do. Just wanted to tell Angel thanks, for everything.”
“You’re welcome Faith.
Just remember to make good decisions this time around.”
“One thing’s for sure,
I’m NOT going to fall in love with a vampire and let him kill me, that’s just
stupid.” She winked at Buffy and two girls laughed silently.
“Wouldn’t be so sure
about that pet.” Spike said, grabbing the girl around the waist and pressed
into her from behind. Angel growled loudly. “Sorry mate.” Spike let go and
flopped on the couch, slightly disappointed.
“You know, Faith, you’re
more than welcome to stick around, and dare I say help.” Angel said. That could
be interesting, *very* interesting. Spike waited for her answer.
“I don’t think you’re
employees would be too happy to have me hangin’ around, so I think I’m gonna
go.”
“Where?” Buffy asked.
“I was thinking I’d go
home to Boston, maybe slay some demons. I don’t know for sure. But I do think
I’m gonna go.”
“Okay, when?”
“Sooner the better I think.”
Faith started for the door.
“Wait!” Buffy called and
ran after her. “Since it’s after dark and all, I’ll walk you.” He watched as
the two slayers left, leaving him and Angel behind.
“So, what do we do n-” Angel
grabbed him and yanked him into the bedroom.
AN HOUR LATER
“Here it comes.”
“Yup. I guess this is
goodbye then.” Buffy said as she and Faith stood up.
“I guess so.” Faith
walked to the platform. “Listen, B, I *am* sorry about everything. I hope we’ve
buried the hatchet. I’d hate to leave on bad terms like before.”
“I believe you. We’ve
both done things we regret. I...” she grabbed Faith before she knew what she
doing and they shared a hug as the train pulled in.
“Take care of yourself
B, don’t get dead.”
“Scouts honor, and you
do the same.”
“G’bye B.”
“Bye Faith. Sisters to
then end, right?”
“You got it B, til my
last breath.”
Faith began to board the
train, “Hey Faith!” She turned and looked back. “You gonna be okay?”
Faith flashed her a big
smile, “FIVE BY FIVE!” She shouted as she jumped up the other stairs. Buffy
watched as Faith took her seat and waved goodbye as the train pulled away. With
that, Faith, her old friend was gone, the memories of her sister instilled in
her mind, for eternity.
Faith was gone. One more
thing from her life, gone, like her breath. She stood and watched until the
train was completely out of sight. The platform was empty as it was past
midnight. She began walking toward the stairs when she heard faint crying. She
walked closer to the sound which got louder as she neared a trash can at the
end of the platform. She peered inside to find a small child wrapped in a
blanket.
“Hi, don’t cry, please
don’t cry.” She whispered as she picked the child up. “It’s gonna be okay,
Mommy’s here, shhh, Mommy’s here.”
~El Fin~
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