The Black Rose
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
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2,875
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4
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Chapter 9
The Black Rose
Chapter 9
Faith sat at the dining table chewing the end of the pen, staring at the blank piece of paper in front of her. It had been hours since she had helped Buffy to bed, she had tried sleeping herself but the images of the slayer lost to the dark rage haunted her. The person Buffy so desperately wanted to hurt was sat right at the table chewing on the pen and for the first time in her life, regretting she had ever been born. Faith took a deep breath and put pen to paper.
Buffy,
I can never ask for your forgiveness, I have done so much to hurt you. It is my fault Alex is no longer here in your arms. I watched you last night torture an innocent man, all the time knowing it should have been me sitting in that chair, taking what I deserve and more. I have hurt so many in my life, for what , greed, possessions? I have taken whatever I wanted form whomever I wanted for as long as I can remember I have so much power yet I cannot take away the pain I have caused you. Until I met you I felt nothing, no guilt or remorse for my actions. Last night I saw what my selfishness has cost you and I cannot let you become as lifeless and numb as me. I promise you this B, I will bring down my empire and everyone in it, including myself. In some hope that you will leave Sunnydale and try to forget all the darkness now in you and become the woman I met so many months ago. You make me want to be a better person and to do that I must be reborn in another life. So with what little good that’s left in me: Buffy I am sorry.
I wish I could turn back time.
Faith.
Faith stared at the words on the paper, finally sealing it in a plain white envelope, and left it propped up on the table for Buffy to read. At her offices she wrote a cheque to her secretary and quick note thanking her for her loyalty over the years, placed it in front of the computer screen for her arrival. Moving into her office, she quickly packed the stash of weapons from the secret compartment behind the bar, tucking her trusty blade into the rear waist band of her pants, and holstered one of her guns into the shoulder strap. She took a last look over the room she had used as a headquarters for her business.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Buffy sat and read over the letter for the umpteenth time, not believing what she was reading, her emotions mixed with anger and disappointment. With a shaky hand she reached for the telephone, calling Faith's cell, then the office. She had no idea what she was going to say to the brunette if she had of answered. She dialled again, leaving a message for Faith to call her. Buffy looked blankly at the letter, trying to get some focus on situation, debating her next move. She had to find Faith, she had questions that needed answered and if the letter had been Faith's true words, Buffy knew that Faith wouldn’t be alive long enough to answer them for her.
The lights in the office were all out and the doors locked, she smashed the window with her elbow. Standing in Faith's office she looked around, her eyes drawn to the bar cabinet doors slightly ajar. As she opened them she saw what could only have been a storage for a small arsenal of weapons.
Checking over the rest of the office space she sat in the chair looking out to Sunnydale. A beep from the computer screen distracting her from her thoughts, pulling the chair forward the screen flashed into life asking for a password. She began typing various words into the box hitting the enter key after each one to no avail.
Sitting back in the chair she glanced over the room, dark red walls, black furniture, antique swords lined one wall in decoration. She pulled open the drawers in the desk one by one, nothing of interest except for a framed photograph. Buffy picked it up staring at the young girl in the picture, instantly knowing from the eyes that the girl was Faith. A man and a woman standing beside her in front of the house Buffy now owned.
She turned to the screen typing in MOTHER, then FATHER, still nothing. She stared at the picture then typed ORCHARD, the screen flickered then loaded Faith's home screen. She quickly browsed through the files finding games and some business files, nothing of real interest. She clicked on an unnamed file, Faith’s diary filled the screen. Buffy leaned in closer, the file contained hundreds of files dating back over ten years. She opened the recent entries, a pang of guilt hitting her as she read through Faith's recent thoughts and feeling. Going back a few weeks to when they first met she opened the file marked Dinner.
‘I regret that Saskia is no longer here by my side, she was my most trusted employee. Keep your friends close but your enemies even closer, I’ll never forget those words from the master as he taught me. I took his life as a slayer should, but taking the business from him too I never felt so alone, I see Buffy and Alex together and I guess I'm jealous. Being around the slayer has awoken something inside I thought I had buried long ago.’
Buffy remembered one of the teaching sessions Giles had been giving her years ago. He mentioned a rogue slayer, the master had slaughtered her family, and taken the young slayer before the watchers could find her. He taught her as the watchers would have only he moulded her to work for him. Her visions helped the master over the years to take over Sunnydale and kill any slayers that tried to get near him. It was the result of one slayer being taken and tortured that Faith learned the truth of her family and how a true slayer fights against all evil. Faith had killed the slayer for her lies only to find out later from the master all the slayer had told her had been true. Apparently as the story goes the rogue slayer killed the master and died bringing down his legions of vampires.
Buffy heard someone out in the hall “Faith?” she called as she went to the door.
Faith’s secretary leapt back, surprised by the blonde “Who are you? What you doing in here?”
“I’m looking for Faith.”
“You shouldn’t be in here.”
“I’m Buffy, I need to find Faith. Do you know where she is?”
“You’re Buffy?” Gloria looked the slayer from head to toe “Humph.” She returned to her desk.
“What's that supposed to mean?” Buffy followed her to the reception area.
Gloria picked up the white envelope, opening it, she read the note and fell back into the chair as she looked at the cheque “Oh no.”
“What? What is it?”
“She's gone.” Tears began to fill her eyes “She's finally done it.” She handed the note to Buffy.
‘Gloria,
You have been a loyal friend, I hope this helps you to take that trip around the world you’ve been planning. I'm sorry I couldn’t say goodbye in person but I have so much to put right. I hope you can think well of me.
Faith’
“What's that?” Buffy pointed to the other piece of paper in the envelope.
“A cheque. Severance pay I should think.”
“We need to talk, I have to find her.”
“You won’t find her, she isn’t coming back from where she’s going.”
Buffy rounded the desk “I read her diary. I need to find her, she's a slayer and she needs my help.”
Gloria looked to the blonde now towering over her “After all she’s done you’d still help her?”
Buffy pondered, not sure of her answer “Yes.”
TBC…
Jx
Chapter 9
Faith sat at the dining table chewing the end of the pen, staring at the blank piece of paper in front of her. It had been hours since she had helped Buffy to bed, she had tried sleeping herself but the images of the slayer lost to the dark rage haunted her. The person Buffy so desperately wanted to hurt was sat right at the table chewing on the pen and for the first time in her life, regretting she had ever been born. Faith took a deep breath and put pen to paper.
Buffy,
I can never ask for your forgiveness, I have done so much to hurt you. It is my fault Alex is no longer here in your arms. I watched you last night torture an innocent man, all the time knowing it should have been me sitting in that chair, taking what I deserve and more. I have hurt so many in my life, for what , greed, possessions? I have taken whatever I wanted form whomever I wanted for as long as I can remember I have so much power yet I cannot take away the pain I have caused you. Until I met you I felt nothing, no guilt or remorse for my actions. Last night I saw what my selfishness has cost you and I cannot let you become as lifeless and numb as me. I promise you this B, I will bring down my empire and everyone in it, including myself. In some hope that you will leave Sunnydale and try to forget all the darkness now in you and become the woman I met so many months ago. You make me want to be a better person and to do that I must be reborn in another life. So with what little good that’s left in me: Buffy I am sorry.
I wish I could turn back time.
Faith.
Faith stared at the words on the paper, finally sealing it in a plain white envelope, and left it propped up on the table for Buffy to read. At her offices she wrote a cheque to her secretary and quick note thanking her for her loyalty over the years, placed it in front of the computer screen for her arrival. Moving into her office, she quickly packed the stash of weapons from the secret compartment behind the bar, tucking her trusty blade into the rear waist band of her pants, and holstered one of her guns into the shoulder strap. She took a last look over the room she had used as a headquarters for her business.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Buffy sat and read over the letter for the umpteenth time, not believing what she was reading, her emotions mixed with anger and disappointment. With a shaky hand she reached for the telephone, calling Faith's cell, then the office. She had no idea what she was going to say to the brunette if she had of answered. She dialled again, leaving a message for Faith to call her. Buffy looked blankly at the letter, trying to get some focus on situation, debating her next move. She had to find Faith, she had questions that needed answered and if the letter had been Faith's true words, Buffy knew that Faith wouldn’t be alive long enough to answer them for her.
The lights in the office were all out and the doors locked, she smashed the window with her elbow. Standing in Faith's office she looked around, her eyes drawn to the bar cabinet doors slightly ajar. As she opened them she saw what could only have been a storage for a small arsenal of weapons.
Checking over the rest of the office space she sat in the chair looking out to Sunnydale. A beep from the computer screen distracting her from her thoughts, pulling the chair forward the screen flashed into life asking for a password. She began typing various words into the box hitting the enter key after each one to no avail.
Sitting back in the chair she glanced over the room, dark red walls, black furniture, antique swords lined one wall in decoration. She pulled open the drawers in the desk one by one, nothing of interest except for a framed photograph. Buffy picked it up staring at the young girl in the picture, instantly knowing from the eyes that the girl was Faith. A man and a woman standing beside her in front of the house Buffy now owned.
She turned to the screen typing in MOTHER, then FATHER, still nothing. She stared at the picture then typed ORCHARD, the screen flickered then loaded Faith's home screen. She quickly browsed through the files finding games and some business files, nothing of real interest. She clicked on an unnamed file, Faith’s diary filled the screen. Buffy leaned in closer, the file contained hundreds of files dating back over ten years. She opened the recent entries, a pang of guilt hitting her as she read through Faith's recent thoughts and feeling. Going back a few weeks to when they first met she opened the file marked Dinner.
‘I regret that Saskia is no longer here by my side, she was my most trusted employee. Keep your friends close but your enemies even closer, I’ll never forget those words from the master as he taught me. I took his life as a slayer should, but taking the business from him too I never felt so alone, I see Buffy and Alex together and I guess I'm jealous. Being around the slayer has awoken something inside I thought I had buried long ago.’
Buffy remembered one of the teaching sessions Giles had been giving her years ago. He mentioned a rogue slayer, the master had slaughtered her family, and taken the young slayer before the watchers could find her. He taught her as the watchers would have only he moulded her to work for him. Her visions helped the master over the years to take over Sunnydale and kill any slayers that tried to get near him. It was the result of one slayer being taken and tortured that Faith learned the truth of her family and how a true slayer fights against all evil. Faith had killed the slayer for her lies only to find out later from the master all the slayer had told her had been true. Apparently as the story goes the rogue slayer killed the master and died bringing down his legions of vampires.
Buffy heard someone out in the hall “Faith?” she called as she went to the door.
Faith’s secretary leapt back, surprised by the blonde “Who are you? What you doing in here?”
“I’m looking for Faith.”
“You shouldn’t be in here.”
“I’m Buffy, I need to find Faith. Do you know where she is?”
“You’re Buffy?” Gloria looked the slayer from head to toe “Humph.” She returned to her desk.
“What's that supposed to mean?” Buffy followed her to the reception area.
Gloria picked up the white envelope, opening it, she read the note and fell back into the chair as she looked at the cheque “Oh no.”
“What? What is it?”
“She's gone.” Tears began to fill her eyes “She's finally done it.” She handed the note to Buffy.
‘Gloria,
You have been a loyal friend, I hope this helps you to take that trip around the world you’ve been planning. I'm sorry I couldn’t say goodbye in person but I have so much to put right. I hope you can think well of me.
Faith’
“What's that?” Buffy pointed to the other piece of paper in the envelope.
“A cheque. Severance pay I should think.”
“We need to talk, I have to find her.”
“You won’t find her, she isn’t coming back from where she’s going.”
Buffy rounded the desk “I read her diary. I need to find her, she's a slayer and she needs my help.”
Gloria looked to the blonde now towering over her “After all she’s done you’d still help her?”
Buffy pondered, not sure of her answer “Yes.”
TBC…
Jx