Connection: Chapter Thirteen
by rockangelz25
Faith stepped into the Bronze.

It was dark, but that was okay. It was crowded, but that was even better. It'd make it harder for anyone to notice when the vamp beside them was dusted.

She jammed the stake into the scowling doorman, didn't even bother watching him explode into ash.

She walked in. Dingoes Ate My Baby, minus Oz, was playing.

If you were in a band and played, you had free passage at the Bronze. Also, if you'd let the vamps feed off of you--without killing you--you were allowed in or out.

Otherwise, you were just an easy kill.

She looked around. None of the familiar vampy faces tonight, which was the best news all evening. No Master, no Vamp-Willow, no Vamp-Xander, no Angelus. That'd make things much easier.

She pushed her way through the crowd, randomly staking where her instinct told her to.

All around her there was ash, it seemed, but no one else seemed to care. It was easy--maybe even too easy. But she didn't consider that for long.

She turned around, ready for another sweep back, when she saw him. Dark hair, dark eyes....

Same old vampire, only evil now. She pushed back, trying to get through the people and vamps alike.

Getting to him was important now. Staking the son of a bitch might help B more than staking fifty other vamps. It might finally end her misery; might finally end everybody's misery.

And if not, well, then she'd stake forty-nine other vamps.

It was weird, but this whole tragedy thing had brought her closer to Buffy. They'd had to depend on each other.... And so they did.

The older Slayer had started to have more fun, and the younger Slayer had become more trusting. It wasn't a big thing, but it was still progress.

Of course, the fact that she'd started crushing on B's boyfriend wasn't going to be good for the relationship. Especially now that he was the very embodiment of Sunnydale's evil.

"Faith." He smiled at her. She raised the stake, brought it forward. She wouldn't stop this for anything.

He grabbed her arm. "Buff would be so mad if you did that. Come on. I'm her lover. You? You're some little freak from Boston that lied to her in the first place."

"Buffy's over you," Faith grunted, trying to pull her arm away. Angelus just used it to twist her around, holding his arm against her throat.

"Who else wants to take out a Slayer?" He yelled over the music.

The band stopped playing, Devon looking nervously out into the audience. A small crowd of vamps came up around them.

"Angel." They heard another voice. That one pissed Faith off even more.

"It's no fun if you don't play with the puppies first. The Master always used to let me play with his puppy before he killed her."

Faith kicked him in the knee with her heel.

"Faith. I'm surprised at you. I didn't know you had such strong feelings for puppies. Just a little bit of patience." He sniffed the air, and his eyes widened a little. He looked down at the Slayer in his arms, startled.

"So... Can I play with the puppy?" Vamp-Willow smiled at Angelus. She'd get her way. She always did.

Angelus and the Master both liked her. The Mayor liked her, too. And Xander, well, Xander was hers. She'd sired him, hadn't she? Xander would let her do anything.

"Of course. Let's just let her go to sleep for a bit." He focused back in on Will; she was the important one here.

Angelus raised his other arm and knocked Faith out.

"Come on. We'll take her home."

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