Kathy's Revenge

Chapter 55
Faith’s POV

Okay well here we are. Don’t ya just love a big show down? Why do all the bad guys hold up in some abandoned warehouse? At least when I was evil I had an apartment,
A wicked big apartment at that. That thought alone makes me flinch.

Really not wanting to go down memory lane right now. Last thing I need is an oversize mayor. Or suddenly I hold a big knife to Red’s neck. Which would be a little stupid ‘cause I’m not carrying a knife. I’ve got a big sword but strangely that’s not a huge comfort.

I nearly drop the said sword. Why am I carrying it by the way? It’s not like I can kill this bitch. We’ve had this conversation. So what’s the first thing Buffy does before I leave the house? Hands me a huge sharp deadly weapon.

Red is busy running over the spell one last time with Amy. It really bores me. My idea of magic is lots of lights and bangs all over the place ending in someone either dieing or becoming unconscious. Not so much with the candles and the chanting and the sitting in a circle waiting for something to happen. Or in this case with this binding spell, for stuff to stop happening.

Amy nods and begins to walk around the side of the warehouse.

“All set?” I ask the witch not really wanting to admit the sweating of my palms.

“All set.” She answers with a nod and do I detect a smile?

“Lets get this party started.” I look towards the door; Buffy and Jen put their feet to the door and kick it in.

The door fly’s off its hinges and lands somewhere inside the huge room, Buffy, Jen, Spike, Willow, Xander and myself...twice get through the door before anyone can take advantage of the small space we have to filter through.

We’re hit with a whole lot of nothing. The whole room looks empty. My slayer senses tell me that it’s not. There is differently something supernatural in here.

Out of the darkness steps a tall-ish lady wearing a white flowing dress. Don’t’ think I’ve seen that in a bad guy before. She’s also wearing a smile. Like she knew we were coming. But thinking what kind of link she has with my mind it’s not really hard to think that she did know that.

“Faith.” She greets. Why is she greeting me I’m at the back? It’s not like I was the one who put her in that prison. I was jus the only one with enough guilt running through my system for her to get in.

I look up trying to decide on a witty come back to this whole greeting thing when my eyes connect with Kathy’s. Then my head explodes. I hear the clatter of my sword hitting the concrete floor. And feel my knees follow it. I can also hear a scream. Is that me?

Behind my eyes, which are now closed, not sure when that happened is every face I’ve ever slept with then kicked out on their ass. And that’s a lot. It feels as though my brain is re arranging itself. I eventually run out of breath and stop screaming. Thank god. Eventually I reach Xander in my mind. Thankfully this is getting near the end. But it doesn’t get any further.

It stops and in my head I’m back in my crummy apartment in Sunnyhell. I blink a few times to get the room into focus. Why is Xander here. From what I can remember he was only ever there twice. Hoping this is the first time.

I look around the room and see myself. This is getting ridicules. No one should be able to see themselves this much without a mirror.

“You'd dig that, wouldn't you?” She… I mean me. No, no I’m going for she. Says this looking Xander up and down. I don’t think this is the first time. “To get up in front of all your geek pals and go on record about how I made you my boy toy for a night.” Nope. Nice to know I have to relive this again.

“No. N-n-n-n-no, that's not it.” He looks scared and with good reason. I know what is going to happen, he doesn’t.

“I know what this is all about.” She takes a step closer to him. “You just came by
here…” She begins to run her fingertips around his face, she’s almost gentle. “'cause you want another taste, don't you?”

“No! I mean, it was nice. It was great. It was kind of a blur. But, okay, some day, sure, yay, but not now. Not like this.” Looking back on this he really is a nice guy.

She takes hold of his head. With a ‘well this is fun wonna fuck’ kind of look on her face. “More like how then? Lights on or off? Kinks or vanilla?”

He pulls himself away finally seeing this for what it is. “Faith, come on. I came here to help you. I thought we had a connection.”

She laughs in that evil way I used to and throws him backward on the bed and jumps on top of him. “You wonna feel a connection? It's just skin. I see... I want... I take. I forget.” She says kissing him.

“No. No, wait. It was more than that.” Shit scared geek in the building.

“I could do anything to you right now, and you want me to. I can make you scream… I could make you die.” Her hands come up and begin to close around his windpipe.

“That’s enough!” I can’t take this anymore so I shout out. I don’t expect the memory to hear me but both of the other occupants look up and my scream.

The other me takes her hands away from chocking Xander and looks over. Leaning back on her heals. She looks over me with that crazy glint in her eyes. Psycho slayer. Least I know how I got that nickname. “Why?”

“Because I’m not doing this anymore. I already have to deal with this without the flashbacks. And I’ve had enough.” I look around the room again. “Why here?” There are much worse things I’ve done in my life.

“Why do you think?” Is it strange that I’m having a conversation with my own mind?

I look back to my old bed. Xander is still chocking but this time there is no body pushing down on his throat. “This is where it changed.” Why does the penny always drop too late for me? “It wasn’t that I’d killed someone or lied about it. It was that I could do it again. And I very nearly did.” When did my voice get so spacey?

The other Faith in the room smiles and Xander relaxes on the bed. I can still see the rise and fall of his chest so he’s not dead. “So make peace with it and get on with it already.”

I look over at myself. When did I get so insightful? “I’m sorry Xander.” The world swirls back out of focus then back again. I open my eyes I’m on my back on the floor with a worried Xander looking back at me.

“It’s okay Faith I forgive you.” And that’s all it takes. “It wasn’t your fault.” I get back to my knees. I still feel guilty as fuck from my trip to the past but something’s changed.

I look over at the woman who has been making my life a living hell for weeks and she has a look of fear in her eyes. Nice to see I can look at them now. I let my manic smile spread over my face. I’m feeling a little murderous. “Lets get this party started.”