Faith
Faith sat alone in the cold, small motel room. Reminded her of the place she'd stayed in when she first arrived in Sunnydale. Real Spartan.
She emptied her bags and sorted through the junk. A photo of Zac flew across the bed. She picked it up and stared at it.
Her and Zac. Smiling. Happily.
Well, that wasn't the case anymore.
Faith lit her lighter and burnt it completely, then threw the remaining burnt photo out the window. He was going to pay... but first... she had other plans for his little stalker.
And her time was coming.
Faith's eyes glinted. "Watch out little girl, it's time to play."