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Trip of Faith

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Summary: A few ficlets detailing Faith's journey from Boston to Sunnydale

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Multiple Crossings > Faith-Centered > Ficlet CollectionspoetFR1542,6300047011 Jul 1211 Jul 12Yes

Los Angeles, CA

Faith walked into the Security Trust of Los Angeles looking for a way to score some cash. She wasn’t far from Sunnydale and needed the funds to make it the rest of the way. She was considering swiping someone’s wallet when a girl walked in and pulled the gun off of the guard. Her face was completely calm, unlike her two companions. Faith wasn’t sure what the deal was, but she couldn’t really let these people get hurt.

Faith approached the gun wielding brunette, “Look, I don’t know why the hell you would be trying to rob this place, but it’s not worth it.”

The girl’s cold eyes locked onto Faith’s, “I don’t want to hurt you Faith. Please move away.”

“I can’t do…wait, how did you know my name?” Faith crossed her arms and took a step closer to this mysterious woman.

“We don’t have time for this.” Mystery girl answered.

Faith smiled, “Well I suggest you make time.”

The girl tried to step around Faith who moved to intercept. The other woman called out to Faith, “Just move or she’ll hurt you.”

Faith snorted, “I’d like to see her try.”

The girl with the gun tried once again to step around Faith and was blocked by the slayer. Rather than argue the point, the girl’s fist shot out and Faith barely got her left arm up to block it in time. She ignored the shooting pain in her arm and sent a right hook toward the girl’s face. She caught Faith’s fist with her left hand and used her right to punch Faith in the chest, sending the slayer flying through a cement pillar and into the wall behind. Everything went dark as Faith slipped into unconsciousness.

When she awoke, Faith was laying on the sidewalk across from the Security Trust of Los Angeles which had apparently been blown up. Her left forearm had a large bruise where she had blocked the girl’s first punch and her head was throbbing. One of the teller from the bank noticed that she was awake and slid closer to her, “When the officer carried you out I thought you were dead! You went through a cement pillar!”

Faith really didn’t need this right now, “What happened to that girl and her friends?”

“They set off a bomb or something in the vault. They’re all dead.”

Faith stood up, “Thanks for the info, but I gotta get out of here.”

“I don’t think you should be standing. You should wait for the ambulance to get here so they can check you out. You might have a concussion or something.”

“Nah, I’m five-by-five. Besides, me and hospitals don’t mix.” Faith turned and ran down the alley using all her slayer skills to get far away from this mess. She would find another way to Sunnydale.

The End

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