Zada waited patiently for Faith to emerge from her house, ready to confront her. It had obviously been Faith who had let Zac go... after all, who had the strength and the skill to rescue him? Faith. The Slayer. That was it... she was going to pay. Die even.
Faith stepped out her front door and turned to lock the door. She walked down her front steps and onto the footpath when Zada stepped out from behind some bushes.
"Slayer."
Faith rolled her eyes. "Stalker."
"How dare you come into my house."
"Have we escaped into some alternate reality? You came into MY house, shifted into ME and tried to break up with MY boy. Well, that's how my story goes. What happened in yours?"
"You came into my house and rescued Zac."
"Nope, wasn't me. See if it had been me, you wouldn't be alive."
"Tough."
"Tougher than you."
"Bitch."
"Yeah, wanna make something of it? COme on, I gave you the chance to walk out, you know, leave without any fuss, and never come back... but you did. So what, am I meant to be happy to see you?" Faith shifted her feet slightly.
"You took the only thing that mattered to me."
"What? Again, I'm gonna ask... you know you're not me, right? I mean, we didn't switch bodies or anything, coz you took him away from ME."
"You took Zac, you took him away, and now you're gonna pay!" Zada charged forward and pulled Faith's hair and kneed her in the stomach.
Faith chuckled lightly and roundhouse kicked, knocking Zada to the ground. "I didn't take him, get over it. You're dellusional."
"We can do this the hard way or the easy way." Zada got up and punched Faith. Hard.
Faith rubbed her jaw slightly, then punched Zada back, sending her sprawling to the ground. "Well, how about this... easy way for me, hard way for you." She kicked Zada as soon as she was up.
Zada kicked Faith back, but Faith caught her leg, twisted it and threw Zada away from her.
"You took Zac away from me! He was fine in the basement, then you came along!"
"For the last time, you idiot, I did not take him! Someone else did. Psycho bitch!" Faith grabbed Zada and slammed her into a streetlight.
Zada backed away. "If you didn't, who did?"
"How the hell should I know?"
Zada backed away, then turned and ran. Faith adjusted her shirt slightly. "Pyscho."