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This story is No. 1 in the series "The Vulnerability of Faith". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: She was chosen for a reason. To protect and save the world from evil. She shunned her calling & welcomed the darkness. Who knew she was the one that could save the world from the evil that actually could end it; evil that had a face of a friend.

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Highlander > Faith-Centered(Moderator)DemonaFR183381,0290421,9472 Aug 032 Aug 03Yes

Part Twenty-Seven: The Slayer Becomes The Prey

For Disclaimer and Notes see first chapter.

Part Twenty-Seven: The Slayer Becomes The Prey

About fifteen minutes before dusk we split up into our groups and each group had a vehicle. We left for the cemetery as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. Quentin and his group from the Council unfortunately beat us to the graveyard and to Buffy.

"What do we have here?" Buffy asked as she and her group appeared from the shadows surrounding Quentin and company as they attempted to sneak through the graveyard. "Well, well if it isn't Quentin Travers, Watcher extraordinaire. I thought I told you to stay out of my town." Buffy quipped as she walked in closer to the group away from her own group.

"Buffy Summers. Ex-Vampire Slayer. I'm here to stop you and your plans. I won't let you ruin this world," Quentin said to her, no fear evident in his voice. Robin then came forward to assert herself and stand next to her Watcher and boss.

"So this is the new Slayer? I think you are teaching her the wrong thing Quentin. My boy told me that she shot Faith not him with the crossbow bolt."

"Faith was going to stake a very important piece of information."

"Even when Xander was alive he wouldn't have told you anything no matter what you did to him. What makes you think he would tell you when he's a vampire?"

"He would have given us everything we wanted. I have complete confidence in that."

"What's her name?"

"It isn't important…" he started to say.

"Robin," she interrupted Quentin. "Remember it because it will be the name of the person that killed you," she snapped at Buffy. Buffy laughed in her face over that comment.

"You are merely a child and yet you threaten me. Do you even know who I am? Who I was?"

"You were a disgrace to the Watcher's Council. You thought you controlled them instead of them controlling you. You dated the very thing you were supposed to kill, a vampire. You fell in love with a demon and chose him over everything else. You were a disgrace to the Watcher's Council and your name is never spoken of highly at Headquarters."

"I'm sorry which vampire lover are you talking about? Angel or Spike? Cause someone didn't do their research. I have dated two vampires. Now, which one are you referring to again?"

"That's right. You dated father and son. That is a little messed up don't you think?" Robin asked Buffy, attempting to taunt her. Buffy took a few more steps toward her and Robin visibly tensed.

"I don't find anything messed up about it at all. Vampires are better than humans. Once you date a vampire a human will never do it for you again. I would suggest that you try that but you aren't going to live through the night so that kinda won't work out for you," Buffy told her honestly.

"I don't think that I am going to be the one not living through the night B. I think it is you."

"What did you just call me?" Buffy hissed as she kept advancing on the group in the circle.

"I called you B. The other Slayer, Faith, kept calling you that whenever she referred to you."

"I'll let you in on a little secret that was her personal nickname for me. No one else calls me that," she said and then attacked the group of five people inside the group of vampires, renegade humans, and demons. Robin tried her hardest to fight off Buffy's attack but she knew once Buffy attacked her that she was just postponing the inevitable. Quentin and his three other Watchers fell almost immediately and were ripped to shreds by the demons. Buffy didn't kill Robin immediately; she played with her and used her as training practice.

"Start the rituals," Buffy yelled as she punched Robin in the face. "I'll be right with you." She finished her instructions to them. "Keep your eyes open for Faith and her attack."

"Will do," Xander answered for everyone and then he led the different groups into their objectives to opening the Hellmouth.

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We arrived about five minutes before she killed Robin. We all parked in the same area and then divided up into our groups and then we all moved in as one. Our groups went in different directions to keep the demon count from adding up too much on a certain group. I went looking directly for B while Spike and Angel teamed up and were taking out any stray demons and vampires. I killed whatever got in my way on my quest to find B. I found her fighting rather toying with the Slayer, Robin. I didn't really care to interfere, B was about to kill her and even if I did interfere from the looks of things if I did she wouldn't have survived long enough to get to the hospital even with her Slayer healing abilities. B was just going to end it and put her out of her evident misery. I walked up about six feet from them when Robin made her final fatal move and B grabbed hold of her head and snapped her neck quickly and then latched onto the side of her neck and drained her. She dropped the girl's body and looked up at me locking eyes with me while in game face with blood all over her lips. She morphed back into her human face and licked all the blood from her lips before she even acknowledged me other than her stare.

"So you actually showed up. Damn Faith, you brought all your surviving group members!" B laughed at me after she surveyed her surroundings and saw all of my crew attacking hers. "You are really planning on sending all these people to their death?" I rolled my eyes at her.

"God, Spike was right. You have been a vampire for what a week and you already think you are a goddess? B, get over yourself," I snapped at her. Her whole power trip thing was starting to get old.

"Well then tell me Faith…do you ever get one of those nagging feelings at the back of your mind that death is coming?" B asked me. "You know the ironic thing is I didn't get that feeling a week ago when I actually died. I get it for tonight though. I know you're gonna die cause I'm gonna kill you. And I know that I am going to die because I know who is gonna kill me. So tell me Faith, do you ever get that feeling?" B asked. I nodded to her.

"I know the feeling B. I know that you are going to kill me. I know. Only thing is that I am prepared to die. You won't get the chance to get off on it though. Are you prepared to die tonight B?"

"You forget Faith. I'm already dead."

"No B – you are undead not dead yet. You are gonna die tonight. Everyone is gonna die tonight from your team."

"I seriously doubt that."

"Well I'll chase them down then. They won't survive very long B."

"You won't get a chance. You are going to be dead *F*," Buffy mocked me.

"Death won't stop me from making sure you and yours are dead for good - Buff," I told her and she tsked and shook her head in a "no-no" fashion.

"So enough with the pleasantries Faith. I think that we have already been in this position once before. You and me: facing off to the death. And didn't I kill you before too?"

"You tried, but you failed then, and you aren't going to succeed now either," I told her. We came at each other until we are standing face to face. Slayer verses Slayer-Vampire.

"Ready to cut loose?" Buffy asks me, taking my lines from the last time we tried to kill each other.

"Try me," I answered her with her own line from years ago. A time long had since passed but it was never completely forgotten. The roles were reversed now we were on the opposite sides of the line then we were the last time.

"Well I think you said something like 'Give us a kiss'," Buffy smirked.

I blew her a kiss and then punched her in the jaw hard. Her head shot to the side with the blow and then the fight was on. B and I exchanged blows in a frenzy, blocking each other's attack while our own attack was getting blocked as well. It went on like that for about ten minutes until B landed a solid kick to my jaw. I heard before I felt my jaw break again. She had managed to rip the screws out and dislodge the rods they had placed in my jawbone to keep it in line. Pain raced through my face and I took a few steps back away from her to regain my composure. She didn't let me, however, and attacked immediately kicking me again in the chest sending me flipping backwards over a gravestone. I landed on my hands and knees on the other side. I looked up at her, fighting consciousness, just in time to see her boot connect with my head. It caused me to flip over and cry out in pain. I realized if I survived this night that plastic surgery was going to be a must. She moved to kick me once again, but I rolled away from her just in time. I grabbed a hold of a tomb to pull myself to my feet. I looked at her as I felt blood drip off my face.

"Damn Faith – I so wanted this to last longer and to be a better fight. I thought you out of all of them would give me that. I'm actually disappointed in you – what a shock! You always have managed to disappoint me Faith," Buffy said to me. I took a shaky step away from the tomb and pulled out a stake. She laughed. "You think you can kill me?"

"No I don't, but I fully intend on hurting you before you kill me," I got out despite my broken jaw. She frowned. I charged her and again we fought heavily. She landed blow after blow to my body, I only deflected those to my head because I figured that my body could still take it. Then when I attempted a spin kick on her she grabbed hold of my leg threw me down on the ground and snapped my knee in two over her leg. I cried out in pain and tried to get away and to my feet. I was up on one leg and when I went to take that next step I stumbled and ended up falling. My knee had buckled underneath the slightest amount of pressure and after I fell to the ground I groaned when the bone cut through the flesh. She laughed and I threw my stake at her in uncontrolled anger. It embedded itself deep in her heart but, as Spike said, it didn't kill her.

"Ouch! Faith, you weren't supposed to do that!" B yelled at me. As she pulled out the stake I looked around desperately for something to save me. I found nothing. The next thing I knew I felt her pick me up and throw me onto the tomb next to me. After I landed I felt my bruised and broken ribs shoot pain through my body, my broken knee jarred it too sent a sharp pain up through my leg. I also had the wind knocked out of me from when she slammed me down on the tomb. I bit my lip, drawing more blood from my body, to keep from uttering any sound for her to hear. She walked up next to me. I tried to move but the pain in my body left me immobile, an easy target for her.

"I can't wait to tell Angel how you died."

"Go ahead. Make sure he knows that I died without him in my life…tell him how I didn't love him anymore and that Spike and I will finally be together in the open wherever we end up," I told her. She looked confused.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me B. Me and Spike. We were seeing each other behind your back and behind the Poof's. Did you really think that Spike would love you? Or that I would really love Soul-boy?" I asked her.

"You little slut!" Buffy said and then slammed my own stake that she had just pulled from her body, down in my heart. I realized then that I was going to die this time with no chance of survival. My hands closed around hers and the stake. I looked up at her and smiled.

"You did it B, you killed me," I got out with a small smirk on my face. "I didn't know you had it in you. You never fail to surprise me B," I told her. She laughed evilly and then latched onto the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and a single tear rolled down my face. I felt it all happen but I couldn't stop any of it. I felt my life leaving my body and darkness started to close in around my vision. "Angel I'm sorry," I thought to myself - I had no energy left to breathe out the words. I opened my eyes to look up at the stars one last time. It was then that I saw Spike tackle Buffy off of me and heard him yell something to someone. Suddenly I felt my death stop, as if it were being merely put off, temporarily delayed. I looked around to see Willow and Cassandra next to me. They were chanting I think and drawing symbols in the air around me. They picked me up after a few moments and placed me in the back of Methos' Land Rover and then we were moving. I don't remember the ride at all but I do know they lifted me out of the car and placed me in the other guest bed at Giles' house. They continued to talk but I couldn't make out what they were saying to me – the blackness was coming back to me and I welcomed it.
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