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Author's Note:
This story used to be found under the name Faith Wilkins. it has now been moved to this account. Same author, me. Just so that's cleared up. Do not report or attack me over this, i've abandoned that account and deleted the stories so there wont be doubles. Absolutely no changes have been made to this story.
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"Faithless"
Chapter One - Slayer?
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Everyday I get to listen to this shit. My mom is screaming into a phone, poor guy, I can tell by the rant it was someone asking her about car payments. This goes on daily, I’m basically sickened at it now. It’s been happening since my dad decided that his smokes were more important to him than his daughter’s well being and walked out with a slam of the door. It’s a joke, every day I wake up and pray to something that he comes back with open arms. My mom would just bitch at him some more and he’d flee, so I doubt he’s stupid enough to return.
One day I swear that I’ll go off the deep end, this whole school thing is becoming annoying too. Just last week my teacher went on a rant about how I can’t dress the way I want and then preached about my assignments never coming in. I just left the class and went outside for a smoke behind the school. Better than listening to her and the idiots around me talking about some Madonna chick.
It’s just plain aggravating, I’m thinking about dropping out, I’m 16 I can do whatever the hell I want to do. My mom is usually just drunk when I get home anyway. I still remember the night I came home with some guy and I fucked him so hard I swear the whole neighborhood heard him scream my name. My mom didn’t move she was so wasted.
Or that time that I checked a pregnancy test after Kenny and I had our way with each other. I screamed from it being positive but I managed to push myself to a hospital to get an abortion. Of course I needed my mom there, she was ready to strangle me to death, but she didn’t want grandchildren so she let me do it and had the bill sent to my dad. She very clearly said "this is your father’s fault" even though he hasn’t seen me since I was 8. She stayed silent afterwards considering she had forgotten all about it after about two days.
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I walk myself to school from our trashed to pieces trailer, the window is still out, I haven’t gotten around to putting plastic in place of it. I can feel rain drops on my bare skin arms, it’s going to be wet when I get home. I walk up to the school and stare at it wishing it wasn’t there. Luckily only about 2 more weeks left until school ends. If school wasn’t ending soon I’d go crazy from all these responsibilities. Cook, clean, make sure my mom isn’t dead while she’s laying on the couch, unluckily for me she’s always still breathing.
When I reach the doors I walk in. Then a couple minutes later the first bell rings. After grabbing a seat in my first class, which luckily for me is biology, a class I can handle. I stare blankly at the clock waiting for second bell to ring. It feels like an eternity until it does. Mr. K starts writing up some notes and I write them into my 1 subject notebook with my half chewed pen.
A teacher assistant walks to the door and knocks and has Mr. K go to her. Mr. K, to my surprise, turns around and calls out my name. I just look up stunned and then get myself out of my seat. I’ve never been asked to get out of biology class, ever, usually because I haven’t done anything yet in the day for me to ever have to go see the principle.
When I reach the teacher assistant she looks at me carefully then starts, "Faith, there is a woman at the office for you."
I think to myself 'Fuck what does my stupid mom want'. But I just keep it to myself and nod to her. I follow to the office where some unknown woman dressed in a seriously tacky outfit with a book in her hand looks at me. I think to myself again only now I’m more confused and surprised to think anything more than 'What the fuck!'.
She looks at me and smiles lightly, "Faith, will you please come with me."
I look at her puzzled 'How does she know my name and more importantly where does she plan on taking me'. I stay silent for a moment, then realizing I should say something I speak up, "Right… okay fine, where to?"
"Just follow me."
I shrug slightly and follow behind her as we leave the building. The rain has became heavier since I walked here. I look at the woman just ahead of me and now decide to speak, I think it’s just the office that makes me automatically shut up, "Okay, number one who the hell are you? Number two, how do you know my name? Oh and there’s number three, where are you taking me?"
"Faith, you are the vampire slayer, I’m your watcher don’t tell anybody. Also I’m taking you to my loft."
"Your what? I’m a what? What???" were all the words I could come up with. This woman must have had some sort of drugs pumped into her body because I swear she just said vampire slayer. She’s crazy.
"Into each generation a slayer is born. The chosen one, the one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires. To stop this evil predator.." she goes on but I trail off.
Cutting into her speech I let out the first thing that jumps into my head, "Okay, again I ask WHAT THE HELL are you TALKING about?" I sigh deeply and stare at her with a slight look of your crazy.
"Oh very well, your a slayer, a girl who is on this earth to kill vampires and to her demons that come through your path. You have super-human strength, I am your watcher who this person who trains you and teaches you the way of the slayer."
"Okay let me get this straight, your telling me you want me to fight demons. Demons. Those things that horror movies usually emphasize."
"Yes"
I laugh at her slightly thinking she’s trying to pull my leg, "Your insane."
"Now, now, Faith"
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We reach her ‘loft’ which to my surprise is a house/apartment deal. I look around and see a bunch of books, once more I wonder what kind of gag she’s trying with me. Then I see a bunch of weapons and my eyes widen. I’ve always loved weapons. My dad gave me a gun when I was 6, I used to shoot birds and get yelled at by the cops. I then realized that shooting birds was illegal.
"Well Faith" I had almost forgotten she was there too as I eyed the weapons. "Faith" I perk up and look towards her, "I think I want to see what kind of strength you have right now before I train you.
"Well there was this one time, funny story, I was wrestling this big ass croc…"
She cuts me off and begins, "No, I mean I wish to see you fight."
I think for a moment then look at her, "Fight what?" My thoughts perfectly noted with speech.
"Well a vampire. Tonight. In the graveyard meet me and we can begin."
I think to myself then I just nodded and listened to her begin lectures about slayer history, mythology of the slayer, vampire killing tactics and other very unusual subjects. This is my beginning I suppose, to something just plain wild.
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