Kragdon

Part 25

A/N: read the warning for fun, I was just goofing but really if at the end u say or think what and huh back at your screen. Please feel free to feed the junkie sitting behind you awaiting your reviews. Heck feel free anyways *looks behind me* ooo cookies.

WARNING, REPEAT WARNING: this warning has been issued by the author stating that there will be an epilogue and some major twist in this chapter that most of you have seen coming and others have refused to.
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Sunnydale was quiet as the town clock struck midnight; the scoobs, Faith, and the two immortals stood a top a rise in the middle of Sunnydale. All starring at the contraption in front of them, knowing that their time was limited they paused only to pray to all that would listen, that they would make it this day a little worse for wear but alive.

The others behind Faith exchanged meaning full glances at one another, after years of doing this learning how to say all that need to be said in a glance had been the best gift they received. With that done they all went their separate ways, the same war marching song playing in their hearts as they made their way to their respective corners to prepare.

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Squeezing faiths shoulder in a loving way Buffy felt how tense she really was. Knowing that her mind was on the nightmare that she had had a few nights ago Buffy did the only thing that she could do. Hugging Faith from behind, resting her head on her loves shoulder Buffy whispered into Faith’s ear, “I promise”, before departing, walking down the hill, her dagger hidden subtly in the waist ban of her pants. “I promise” repeating in her head as the blond walked away.

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Faith stood motionless seemingly void of all emotion as her eyes watched one of the only things that she would sacrifice her life for no matter what, walk down the hill with dread in her heart. The only motion that she was even aware was the hand that wiped the single tear away as it fell down her cheek. Her hearing registering the last few chimes coming from the town clock. Closing her eyes Faith took a deep breath remembering as she recited the words until recently unknown to her.

** Flashback**

“Now concentrate Faith, imagine before you stood men, warriors, demons, gods; all under the rule of their faith. As they raise their weapons, shouting at the top of their lungs the promise of death; a war cry. Charging to beat u and rape and pillage what is rightfully yours.” Ares explained walking around his calm standing daughter, painting the images of war in her mind as he gave her a crash course of what he knew at birth. She was his last after all, the heir to it all and he would be damned if he failed her, hell he’d ‘freeze time if it were to save her from death’s grasp’ he thought; which was the exact moment that faith opened her eyes uttering “teach me”.

** End Flashback **

Faith opened her eyes as soon as the last word was uttered from her lips, watching as a pale clear blue light expelled from her hand freezing everything but her and glory in a fifty mile radius, all but actual time itself that is. Making sure to be tuned into her and Glorificus’ signatures half a second before acting on her last betrayal; After all she was such a great actress if the stories rang true.

Walking down the rise, spikes leather duster flowing majestically behind her as she moved. Thinking at the time when she had found it, putting it on, that it was actually poetic justice, having been taken from a slayer as a trophy only for one to wear is for almost the same cause, besides she shrugged thinking out loud, it looks good on me; as she approached the frozen Buffy.

Turning Faith placed her hands on Buffy cupping her face between her hands kissing her on her lips, grabbing Buffy’s head from the dagger. Kissing her on the cheek then hugging her for a moment or two before releasing her and walking away, heading towards the tower.

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Kicking the door open, having wasted no time skipping around the minions and mental patients that were frozen in mid pose of what they were doing earlier all but those exceptional few who she killed just ‘cause they were in her way. Walking into the room, she spied Glory lounging against a red poofy chair, her legs crossed and fidgeting as she examined her nails.

Standing there waiting Faith pulled up a chair, knowing that glory was just waiting for what she thought was the right time to let Faith hear the gift that was her voice. A minute and a half had passed as the silence had finally gotten to glory speaking in a disapproving tone to faith.

“You too your sweet time getting here ya know?!” she said but faith knowing that it was all dramatics stayed silent knowing that it would infuriate her “Dickie would have at least called, chick-a-poo.” Glory pointed out annoyed that the brunette didn’t rise to her personal dig.

“Yeah, well he’s dead,” Faith deadpanned smiling a faux cheerful smile at the fallen god continuing “so whats that tell you glo?”

“That he is…” pausing in mid sentence as her memories recalled the now dead sorcerer “simple, just another gnat that feasted on my magnificence,”

Faith suppressed the urge to roll her eyes as the goddess continued, keeping herself occupied by as evil as possible, tuning back in only to hear the last remark.

“Call me by that name again and I will kill you, little one.”

Look for all her part as sarcastically shocked as possible Faith exclaimed “Whatever name to you mean GLO, I mean I call you so many, its hard to keep track of which one you like and dislike,” Holding her fingers up as she began ticking the names off smiling “I know u hated Bitch and Blow Me the magnificent, crone, or numb nuts. I mean unless you have a preference” she said giggling at some of the insults she had made nicknames for the goddess, remembering how it would infuriate her but made the boss laugh even though he was trying to be reproachful with her.

Glory stared at faith fuming then just as suddenly burst into laughter, plopping back down in her chair as she finally fully relaxed in front of the dark haired girl.

“Ah Faith,” she sighed “you never cease to amaze me.” She said changing the subject, “what did you bring me?” she asked sitting up.

Faith just smiled amused at glory’s child like excitement at the thought of getting a present, pretending that she didn’t know what it already was.

“I don’t know, what will I, get in return glo?” faith teased the fallen goddess.

“Faith” glory whined out as if she were a spoiled child, though faith could detect that she was on a fine line as it is, considering their earlier conversation so she switched modes. Standing up, with a devilish smile faith bent her head to the side as if deep in thought taking a package out from behind her where she had hidden it when she first came in.

“Close your eyes glo” Faith said keeping her voice neutral making sure to add a hysterical happy lilt to her voice for effect.

Jumping slightly in her chair in excitement, covering her eyes as if she were a little girl getting the biggest surprise from the king of England as Giles would say.

Slightly rolling her eyes faith looked down at the package that she held in her hands, still wondering about the voices in her head that keep chanting ‘change it’ over and over. Looking briefly up at the clock she noticed that close to four hours had passed, frowning slightly before shaking her head a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she handed the package to the still awaiting glory stepping back and to the side slightly as glory opened it.

“This is just what I wanted.” Glory exclaimed holding up the newly severed head of the blond slayer, looking at it more closely in the light.

**EPILOGUE**


“Huh” Glory sighed turning the head up side down, not really paying attention, as she looked closely at the neck of the severed head. Suddenly smiling in amusement, at her no longer quickly boring present; her head lifting slightly as she shouted out

“Hey did you know that the bitch was a robot?” to apparently no one.

“Faith?” she questioned, turning confused, thinking to herself that she should have heard her jester leave. Then again shouldn’t she notice the dark slayers presence anyways she was after all a god.

As if just thinking it started it all, a huge explosion sounded outside as a rush of energy passed through her, retreating back to where ever it came. Looking at the head in her hands suddenly feeing nauseated and not at all like her powerful self.

“Glory, your really not the brightest god in the heavens are you?” buffy ask as she bitch slapped the god with the troll war hammer that Ares as a “wedding present” juiced up a little.

“It not possible,” glory stammered standing shakily to her feet wiping the blood away from her mouth, “you’re dead. She gave me your head.”

“Yeah about that,” swinging the hammer straight into her gut sending her through the wall “I really hate it when people try to use the people I care about against me” Buffy finished as she followed running and jumping through it hitting the god under the chin with the handle of the hammer while still in the air.

”Just thought you ought to know.” She told the unconscious god, before running off to help with the surviving fighting minions that Ares hadn’t beheaded or blown up, then see how dawn was and more importantly faith.

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Faith emerged out of the shadows; having waited until buffy had left so that she could do this. Her eyes a black that rivaled oblivions own darkness, her hands and fingers looking like some type of crude claws. In one hand a new sword was in her hand; growling deep in her throat as her canines elongated and her ears sharpened into points. Gripping the sword tightly in her hand as she charged forward, all the pent up rage that she had been feeling since the knowledge of her friend’s deaths and her sisters kidnapping enveloping her whole as she pounced.

Reaching a hand up glory threw Faith away having recovered from her shock and the betrayal that Faith had committed against her. HER! She was a god, as faith was nothing but a fool that she thought had great potential ruling by her side.

Glory was practically fuming at this moment, thinking with an uneven head that she could and would beat the disgusting meat bag to death, Glory charged forward, screaming.

Faith just as angry at the violations and the gal of glory charged also a part of her mind that would forever be slayer, keeping the sword that she had dropped from her grasp after she had landed awkwardly on the floor disconnecting her right shoulder.

Wrestling on the floor trying to shred each other to pieces both forgot about the battle surrounding them, not caring really just trying to kill the other. Faith forgetting about a mine she had set up and glory not knowing about it, sent the both sprawling to the floor knocking the sword fully away before faith could reach it.

Glory who didn’t seem as dazed as faith at having her head slammed into a solid concrete wall after an explosion, took the opportunity to strangle faith, murder in her eyes fueling the fire with in her enough to fight off been for the moment, gritting out “I. Just. Wanted. To. Go. HOME;” Through clenched teeth tightening her grip around the fragile neck. Intent to finish the job when she felt a sharp pain in her back that spread through her whole body, thinking one last thought before she died collapsing on top of faith, “Such pure energy.”


Dawn had kneeled and watched from the safety of the crevice where faith had shoved her and told her to stay put with Tara and an injured willow, who looked just as exhausted as she felt. Looking back at them she noticed that willow was unconscious and Tara was to busy paying any attention to her, so she decided to go look for faith remembering the training from Xairna and faith, she snuck away, hoping to find her sister to thank and maybe help her.
Dawn found faith half way transformed and glory fighting, hiding in the shadows waiting to see if faith needed her help and if so when would an opportunity arise to be of any help at all. Ducking behind some solid rubble covering her ears as the room exploded.
Shaking the dust out of her hair and off her body Dawn stood up slightly hunching over to see what had happened. Eyes widening Dawn held the urge to scream out for buffy or someone else who was to far away at the moment only just slowing down their movements as the realization that the battle was just about over. Knowing that she was the only one that was close enough to keep faith from dying looked frantically for a weapon. Spying the sword that came from combining the daggers, dawn ran to it finding that it wasn’t as heavy as it had felt earlier. Hefting the sword towards them Dawn raised it above her head bellowing in a loud almost inhuman scream that went unnoticed as another explosion went off bringing the sword down with all her strength closing her eyes feeling the sword come against resistance and then slide right through like it was warm butter. It felt like every word that her sister buffy had written in her journal about stabbing faith for angel only she didn’t feel guilty really just shocked that she did it at all.
Being broken from her thoughts at a groaning she looked down berating herself at forgetting that Faith was under glory. Then a thought hit her with full realization, ‘Oh god faith was under glory’. Acting quickly she pulled the sword out and push glory off of the now human faith. Falling to her knees Dawn frantically looked over the bloody and battered body of her sister stammering through tears that were starting to shed.

“O-oh god f-faith I am s-so so sorry, it was an accident. Oh god what have I done? i-I’ll go get the others.” she asked looking at her bloodied hands, starting to feel that guilt.

Coughing a bit as she felt herself dying, faith tried to get dawn’s attention. Seeing that what she was doing wasn’t working and was in fact hurting her even worse she grabbed dawn by the shirt pulling her down.

“An’w grtes’t… tunI proteggere buffy” (haven’t time…. must protect buffy) Faith paused to catch her breath knowing that she didn’t have a lot of time left.
“proteggere s’ ki’benia” (protect the baby) Faith got out laying back down exhausted closing her eyes, a single tear running down the side of her face as she stopped breathing and let her self be taken knowing in her heart that dawn would do what ever she had to in her power to protect the next generation; knowing with certainty, that she would spend her after-life in peace.
Buffy had come running to find her sister sobbing over the body of her mate knowing the pain that she felt in her heart was real. Faith was really dead. Falling to her knees Buffy buried her head in her hands folding into herself crying for the love and happiness that she had with faith being stolen from them so soon.

Ten days and eight months later…

“Congratulation’s, Mrs. Lehane. You are now the proud parent of a beautiful baby Girl.” The doctor exclaimed holding the bundle of joy high in the air for her mother to see the child, before handing her to the nurse to clean the little girl up.
Lying back breathing a sigh of relief, 32 hours of labor was exhausting even for a slayer who had immortal in-laws and a way overprotective family of friends. Shaking the sadness she felt when she thought about Faith she looked down at the bundle that had just been handed to her, smiling the hugest smile as she looked at her… ‘no,’ she corrected her self ‘our daughter, faith, our daughter… Amelia Joyce Lehane’

The End