Through it all

Faith carefully looked behind her as she got farther and farther from the mansion, carefully making sure she hadn’t been spotted or followed before she stepped into the shadows and deftly pulled off her shirt.


Looking down at her arm where Ilsa was wrapped around her bicep in the form of the tattoo she whispered. “Release…Ilsa its time to run.”

Faith watched as her tattoo shifted into a thick cloud of black mist and pulled off her arm and moved into the form of her demon. Faith smiled at the girl, waiting for her to get her bearings. Ilsa yawned and looked around at the forest, her luminous white eyes studying the forest surrounding them.

“We run Nona?”

“Yes…are you still tired?” Faith asked. She needed to run but knew that Ilsa had been unusually active the last few days. “I have to summon Apostolus…I need to tell her about this prophecy.”

“Oh…goddess knows Nona.” Ilsa admitted softly. Faith nodded.

“I thought as much…does she believe it’s about me and B?”

“Yes Nona…shes knows you were meant for hers in this life…that’s why shes makes you guardian of life incarnate.” Ilsa looked away shamefully. “Is not supposed to tells you that till you ask.”

“Its okay Ilsa…just let’s go talk to Apostulus.” Ilsa nodded and took Faiths clothes as she handed them over.

When Faith stood naked in the small clearing she backed away and felt the change come over her, she relished in the feeling of her heightened senses, her skeleton reforming and changing to accommodate her new form.

Falling to all fours she shook out her fur and looked up at Ilsa who stood above her smiling sweetly.

Cocking her head to the trees Ilsa got the idea and extended her wings and lifted off the ground, hovering and then gliding after her master when Faith jumped into a trot.

The pair rushed through the forest at a blinding speed until when the scent of water reached Faith she slowed and stopped at the bank of a stream. Looking up into the night sky she threw her head back and howled, breaking the night silence.

Stepping back when she sensed the Goddess appears. She reared back and quickly shed her wolf form in favor for her human. Apostolus looked down at her, smiling softly at Ilsa.

“Greeting s Chosen. Why have you summoned me here?” Apostolus asked, Faith studied her human form, the Goddess was ethereal with her long silver blonde hair, dressed in a shear cloak and leather tunic she did in fact look every bit the spirit of life.

“I want to know what you know about this.” Faith said, holding up her wrist to show the black bracelet that gleamed in the moonlight.

Apostolus nodded sadly and stepped closer. “It has come to pass then. Is your heart with you?”

“No…shes dead.” Faith said sadly. Apostolus frowned and looked down at the bracelet, taking it in her hand she pulled on the clasp.

“No…she couldn’t be dead…the bracelet would never work if she were.” Apostolus turned to Ilsa and studied the demon. “Has your brother found the Death Chosen?”


“I donts knows Goddess…he not tells me nothing.”

“Wait…brother? Death Chosen? What exactly is going on?” Faith demanded, stepping away from the goddess.

“It is time you knew. You were fated to be with Buffy…the first slayer, all that has ever happened to you was to prepare you for this role, to be the Chosen protector of Life, I know how hard your childhood was…it was to teach you the meaning of life and there cannot be life without death…you wear the band of death because that child… she is your fated lover. And she wears the band of life for the same reason. Now you’re alive so I’m guessing they haven’t put the bracelet on her or shes not to far away…but shes IS alive and the child you two will have will be the next ruler of all there is. There is a threat…Mursas. When I was human…we were this prophecy…but instead of embracing it Mursas embraced his role of Chosen of darkness and never honored our love with a child…instead he’s waited for the prophecy to come again…so that he could kill your child and become the all powerful.” Apostolus sighed and stepped back. “I AM sorry.”

“You…how the FUCK could you not tell me this? You brought me back from the dead and for this? Buffy’s god knows where and you expect us to become some sort of Rulers for the good and bad…were slayers…Buffy is THE slayer shell kill all of them you know. All those little demons and vampires. It’s against her nature.”

“There has to be a balance…when you two defeated the first and awakened the slayer line…you threw the balance…the powers that be demand her as ruler of the darkness because that is her fate…there HAS to be a balance.”

“B’s not evil.” Faith snarled, stepping away from the Goddess.”She won’t do it”

“Buffy is good…to rule over darkness does not mean she must be evil, it is simply her domain.”

“And this kid…your so sure were going to have…aside from the obvious what the fuck factor how…how is THAT going to work?” Faith asked, forcing herself to calm down, she had been the incarnate for life long enough to understand the line that would be all too easy for her to cross into evil again.

“It will happen…I am not omniscient…I don’t see the future and I cannot see Mursas anymore than I can see your Buffy or your future.” Apostolus admitted sadly.

“Why can’t you just stay…ruler of life and all that?” Faith asked quietly.

“Because I wish to die Faith, I have lived for so long…so long to see Mursas become evil and it breaks my heart…and only when I have fulfilled my debt in placing you in my role…can I die and bring Mursas with me.”

“You still love him?” Faith asked, shocked. She had had a few run ins with the self named ruler of darkness and well he wasn’t bad on the eyes but damn he was a little twisted.

“He is my heart…no matter the evil he has done I can never strike the killing blow. But we are tied just as you and Buffy are.” Apostolus smiled sadly and carefully tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

“What if B…embraces it. The power…it’s strong.” Faith asked.

“Then things will go on as they have for the last millennium…but there is more tying her here, things that give her hope and keep her from her own darkness.”

“What do I have to do?” Faith asked, looking from Ilsa to Apostolus.

“Find her…and heal her heart. Do all the things I never could. If you can do that…your destinies will play out as they were intended.” Apostolus smiled and stepped away from Faith, without so much as a goodbye the Goddess vanished into the night.

“I hate it when she does that.” Faith stated. Ilsa nodded.

“Yous knows now Nona…you wants to finds Dark one?” Ilsa asked.

“Yeah…I think its time we find B.”

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Buffy

Groaning Buffy coughed and sat up, looking in confusion at the hard ground she was on she turned and studied yet another new room. This time…it looked almost like a cave.

Hearing a movement she whipped around and hissed. Eyes widening she reeled back when she saw a pair of glowing white eyes peering at her through the darkness. Even more shocking was when the rooms suddenly seem to become clear to her, she could see every speck of dust, every rock, and it was as if she had never truly seen before.

“Nona…yous awake?” The white eyes asked her, looking back she saw a tall rangy boy looking at her, his copper skin was all seemingly human, but blue and silver scales covered his torso and face, small black horns adorned his forehead and she could see the black and blue span of his wings folded behind his back. “I sorry I drug you…yous attack mortals and sister says that’s always bad idea.” The boy ducked his head shyly and scraped the dirt under his foot.

“What…where am I?” Buffy asked, her slayer instincts sensed the obvious that he was a demon…but he didn’t seem threatening.

“We is in Russia. I fly all night to gets you away from the Dark King. “The boy’s chest puffed out proudly and Buffy couldn’t help but smile at his obvious pride, it suddenly made her long for Noah.

“What’s your name?” Buffy asked, she was a little surprised at how his eyes widened and he looked away as if he was embarrassed.

“Tomas, Nona…”

“Tomas…what’s wrong? Why do you keep calling me Nona…why names Buffy.” Buffy sat up and was surprised when she realized she was clothed.

“No ones ever asks me my names…only Ilsa and Nona Faith….Nona is what’s you is…yous my Nona Buffy. My master.”

“…WHAT!!!” Buffy shrieked, she had been struck a little more than shocked at the demon when he had said Faith but…Master?

TBC
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