Faith
Faith glanced at her phone as it started ringing, then flipped it open.
"Yeah?"
"Faith? Gunn."
"Hey. Let me guess, evil a brewin'?"
"Got that right."
"What's the deal?"
Gunn took a deep breath, and rubbed his temples.
"Not sure of what exactly. Was out hunting last night, and a few vamps... they were different."
"Different how?"
"In every way. Wore uniform like things, used swords."
"Not out of the bronze age."
"You got it. They mentioned something about living for Wrath. I'm gonna tell Wesley as soon as he gets in, but I wanted to know if you had any idea."
"Never heard of it," Faith replied, tapping her fingers on the table.
"But I'll give Anya and Andrew heads up as well."
"I'll let Wes know. From what Cordelia's managed to find out, this may have something to do with your Key. Keep in safe, yeah?"
"Always."
"I'll catch ya up when I have more to go on."
"Likewise. Thanks Gunn."
"No problem."
Faith hung up and shook her head slightly.
New evil.
Just a normal Saturday then.
With an emphatic roll of the eyes, Faith called Anya and let her know the situation, before ringing Xander.
She cracked her neck slightly, then headed to the Danger Room to work off her annoyance.