Faith and Halliwells
Faith kicked the door to the Manor down and walked in. She spotted Phoebe sitting in the living room.
"Hi there."
Phoebe stood and raised her hands. "Whoa, Faith..."
"How you feeling, Pheebs? Where are your sisters?"
"They're... not home."
"Really? Huh... looks like we'll have to make our own fun then, won't we?" Faith walked over to Phoebe and kicked out, sending Phoebe flying across the room. Phoebe collapsed onto the ground, coughing and gasping for air. Faith smiled evilly and was about to walk over when she heard Paige orbing in. She turned around to see Angel, Paige and Piper. Angel hit her over the head with a baseball bat, and then it went dark.
***
Faith awoke to find herself chained to a cot in the basement of the Manor. She looked at Angel with big eyes.
"Tying me up again, huh?"
"Did you think I wouldn't feel it?"
"Feel what, love?"
"I felt something go wrong on our link."
"Links gone baby."
"Not gone, just dulled."
"Look, are we gonna party or what? Coz if not, can you just let me out of here?" Faith tried to sit up, then discovered her feet were chained too. "So, you don't trust me?"
"Pretty much. What happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why'd you go down this path again?"
"What, you're gonna shrink me again? This never ends well... let me guess, a bunch of Watchers are gonna burst in and take me away?"
"It doesn't have to be this way... do you remember what I said to you when this happened before?"
"Hmm, was this before or after you played me and pretended to go evil?"
"After."
"Ah, I see. Then no, don't know, don't care. Actually... I don't care about anything you say. Come on, let me out... we can party together."
"I will kill you before I let you out."
"You think? Coz what if you kill me and experience that one true moment of pleasure? Oops. I'd get off on that. Go ahead. Do me. Let's take that hellride together. Come on, Angel! I'm all yours! I'm giving you an open invitation. Geez, you're pathetic. You and your little tortured soul. Gotta think everything through. Think fast, lover. You don't do me, you know I'm gonna do you."
"You wanna go the long way around this Faith?"
"Around what?" Faith jerked her legs up and the chains broke. She held onto the bar at the head of the cot and pulled, breaking the chains on her arms. She sat up, as Angel grabbed her neck and smacked her head against the wall. She blinked, then twisted his arms and threw him back. She kicked his legs out from under him, the broke a shelf, and held the makeshift stake to his heart. He reached out and grabbed her knife from the ground and held it to her throat.
"Stalemate." Faith grinned evilly. "You won't kill me though, I know you." She kissed his head. "See ya." She stood and charged upstairs, knocking Piper down on her way out.
Faith and Zada
Faith headed off in the direction of her house when she ran into Zada.
Zada's face turned an impossible shade of red as she tried to hide. But it was too late, she'd been seen.
Faith walked over and kicked her in the head.
"Bitch, I'm pregnant!"
"Good! I hope you have a retarded baby!" Faith kicked her again and Zada fell back.
"If I lose the baby..." she warned.
"You'll deserve it. So how did you do it, huh? How did you get Zac to say he'll support it?"
Zada grinned inwardly. Alright, her plan had worked.
"How did you do it? Magic? Because in the real world, Zac would never touch you, and you know it." Faith's eyes were full of tears.
"Oh, is poor Faith upset?"
"I would not be taunting me, girl. You'll find that I've lifted my killing rule."
"So I heard. Taryn told me."
"How's she doing? Still scared?"
"Stay away from my family and my friends."
"I could say the same to you."
"I didn't - "
Faith roundhouse kicked her to the ground. "You're treading on dangerous grounds, girl. I'd get out of the way before you lose the baby."
Zada squeaked and ran past her. Faith ran back to her house and headed for her gym to train, beating the crap out of her punching bag as she imagined it was Zac, then Zada, then Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Xander, Angel, Dawn.
Dawn.
Glory.
Faith grinned. Maybe it was time to switch sides again.
Faith and Xander
Faith looked up as Xander walked in. She rolled her eyes.
"Faith."
"Xander, nice to see you, come here, give us a hug."
"What's going on with you? Why are you doing this again? What's in it for you?"
"What isn't? You know, I come to Sunnydale. I'm the Slayer. I do my job kicking ass better than anyone. What do I hear about everywhere I go? Buffy. So I slay, I behave, I do the good little girl routine. And who's everybody thank? Buffy."
"That's not our - "
"She got the Watcher, she got the mom and the little Scooby gang and what do I get? Jack squat. That was supposed to be my town!"
"So, she's gone now... why are you still feeling this way?"
"You think the resentment goes away? When I was sitting in jail, alone, do you have any idea how hard that was for me?"
"We didn't think that - "
"No, that's right, you didn't think. You left me alone... so do it again, Xander. Just turn your back and leave, and no one is going to get hurt."
"Faith, I know you better than this... I know that there have been failures, on both sides, but I know you... you're not a bad person."
Faith pulled her knife from her back pocket and threw it into Xander's leg. "Really?" She walked over, and pulled it out while Xander screamed in pain. She knocked him out and dragged him to a chair, and tied him up, then went around locking her house up. She came back to see Xander starting to come to.
She pranced over and slapped him lightly. "Come on, wake up baby."
Xander's eye opened painfully. "Faith, what have you..." He was cut short by Faith sticking a gag into his mouth.
"Morning... well, more like evening. But hey, who's being technical. Not me." Faith pulled her knife out and sliced Xander's cheek, then started to administer tiny cuts all over his body.
"You know... all these cuts and bruises, just bring out the mother in me." Faith licked her fingers and poked at his cuts, and Xander screamed against the gag. "Come on, Xand, don't poop out on me! Otherwise, you know, this will be over, you'll be dead and I'm just gonna be bored."
Faith ripped the gag from his mouth. Xander spat onto the ground. "You don't want to do this, it isn't you."
"You know what? This is me. I'm finally being myself again."
"Faith - "
"Stop doing that, stop saying my name like we're friends... you know what, just..." Faith backhanded him and he passed out again. She untied him and dragged him outside, then raced inside and packed a bag. She slung the bag over her shoulder and headed out, looking for a little motel. Staying at her house was going to be too risky, and she wasn't finished playing to leave yet.
Everyone was going to pay.