"It's Buffy's fault!" she said softly.
She shook and shook, thinking why she lived her life the way she did. Why did she treat everybody like they were pieces of shit? Why did she abuse men? She shook her head.
"Damn it Buffy, get out of my head." She screamed.
Instantly she stopped, knowing nobody knew she was here, and doing that would bring attention to her. She could handle anything that would happen. After all one who fights a whole enclave of Vampires could deal with human beings without much problem. But she didn't want to do that, she didn't want to deal with it, she wanted to be anonymous. If she got into any fights, people would recognize her as the murderer from Sunnydale, and that would bring the cops, and that would gain the attention of the Watchers, who know what she was and what she could do, and be much better capable of dealing with her.
The train started to slow down, and she felt increasing nervous. How was she ever going to deal with this new guilt. Never before had she felt the knots in her stomach, Never before had she actually felt remorse the way she lived her life, but now she is! Now she wished that she was never born.
The doors of the compartment opened and there was a man. "Hey who are you, you're not suppose to be here."
She didn't move. The man got into the compartment and walked towards her. He placed his hand on her arm to force her up. She instantly grab his left arm with her left hand and threw him against the wall. He was stunned at the strength of this young woman. She starred at him.
"I'm sorry." left her lips.
"It's not a problem miss, you just have to get off the train, but if you don't. . ."
"No, I'm leaving. I'm sorry."
She got off the train to find herself at a train station. She didn't know where she was, and she had little money. How was she going to deal with this? She was so afraid. Before she would have just mugged a drunk, and take his money. . . .
"Faith, come here you stupid little bitch."
She hid somewhere, not wanting to battered by her dad.
"Stop hiding from me, because if you don't, I'm going to beat you a new face!"
She got up, she somehow felt more confident. She knew she could handle it.
Her Dad lifted his hand to hit her, but she blocked it and then punched him so hard he went flying backwards.
"You'll never hurt me again!" she screamed.
She stormed out of the house, anger racing in her, and that was when she meet a man in black.
"I knew it, you're the new slayer."
"I'm the what?" she said.
"I am a watcher, I am here to train you to fight the forces of evil."
"Fight you say, lead on dude." . . . . .
She shook her head, why was she chosen as a Slayer? Whoever made the decision just didn't know what he/she/it was doing. A young man came up to her, looking at her with such concern.
"Excuse me, can I say something to you?" He said.
"What is it big boy?" she said smiling seductively at him. She felt she could use him for some money and a place while she was here.
"Jesus loves you." He said.
Before she would have blown someone like this off, but not today. Something was moving in her.
"Jesus! Jesus doesn't love me, I've done too much." She said.
"Not true, he loved you so much he died for you, bleed for you. He knew exactly what you had done and he died to save you any ways."
"I'm not going to get into it much here, but he wouldn't."
"Do you wish to go somewhere private and discuss this, I feel that you need it."
"Okay Jesus boy."
The young man took her down the street to the bus stop. And they started to wait for the bus.
"So what's your name?" the young man asked.
"My name is Faith, what is yours?"
"Faith, that's an interesting name, a beautiful name. My name is Ethan."
"That is a nice name." She said.
"So what do you do?" Ethan asked.
She instantly clammed up. Tell this Jesus person that she hunts and kills Vampires, Daemons, and all those things. He'd think she was insane or something God never made, and so he wouldn't want anything to do with her, and she felt she needed to talk to him.
"Anything to do with you getting off at the train station?"
"You could say that."
"Okay, I won't discuss it with you."
"Thanks, I'll tell you all about it later."
The bus came on, and they got on the bus. He paid for both of them.
"Where exactly are we?" She asked.
"We're on the Bus." He said with a smile.
She chuckled a little, "I mean what town is this?"
"Oh, it's the town of Southton."
"Thanks. Good to know where I am."
"Not a problem, I'm glad to please you beautiful."
"I thought Jesus boys didn't say or think about such things."
He gave her a strange look.
"I may be separated from the world, but that doesn't mean that I don't see the beauty of a beautiful woman."
"So what do you do?"
"I've got a couple of part time jobs, and I'm believing on God to form a Christian Band singing the Gospel to everybody. I'm great at playing the Guitar."
"You're really into the Jesus thing?"
"Yeah, I was so much in Sin. I shook, and I was so sick and unsure about who I was, and then a friend of mine invited me to his church, and I repented of my ways, and I was baptized in Jesus name, and I was with the Lord, and everything just changed in me- I'll go into it more when we get to my place which is just here."
Ethan gets up and pulls the draw string to indicate he wants the stop here. The bus slows down and Faith and Ethan get up and walk to his place. Ethan gets his keys and opens the door. They enter the place and walk to his apartment.
"You'll have to excuse the mess, I'm a bachelor, and I haven't cleaned in a couple of days!"
"Don't worry, my last place was a Hotel room."
They walked through the house, moving around some papers that were on the ground. They sat down on his sofa.
"I'm going to get something to eat, want anything?" Ethan asked.
"I'm fine, I just need to talk right now." Faith said.
"Okay, talk. I'll be listening."
Ethan gets up and goes to the kitchen. He gets out a pot, and a can of Cream of Mushroom soup, and some shells. He puts some water into the pot and starts the oven. He puts the pot on the element, to boil it.
"Okay before I start, there's a lot you don't know."
"It's nothing that the Lord doesn't know."
"Do you believe in the existence of Vampires, and Daemons?"
"I'm probably going to find this weird, but I know that there are the forces of Darkness who wish to see humanity burning with them, so I guess there could be Vampires and Daemons."
"Well they exist. Because I am a Slayer, a person who was given supernatural powers by something to fight these forces."
"Really, is there anyway you can prove that, not to say that you're not what you say you are."
"I can, want to arm wrestle?"
"Sure I will."
Ethan gets out of the Kitchen, clears the table to arm wrestle her, believing that he'll make short work of this young woman. They grasped hands and he looked into her eyes.
"On the count of 3."
"3... 2... 1..."
Instantly Faith overpowers Ethan.
"What? I wasn't ready, lets do that again."
Ethan gets prepared for the Arm Wrestle.
"On the count of 3."
"3... 2... 1..."
Instantly Faith overpowers Ethan.
"I told you," She smiled.
"Okay, I don't need more proof, if I invite you to my church we'll not discuss this okay."
"I kinda know."
"Go on ahead with your story."
"Okay." she said with hesitation.
"You see, I've killed a human being. When I did it, I didn't really care much. And then I fought the other slayer, a girl named Buffy Summers. She used the weapon my, my, I don't know really what to call him- he took care of me, any ways Buffy put me into coma."
"When I got up from the Coma, I received something from him that I switched places with Buffy, but things changed while I was in her body. I don't know what to say, but I was upset at myself for doing all that I did."
"Then we switched back, and I had to get out of Sunnydale- and now I'm in Southton, in an apartment of a Jesus boy, something that I would have never done before- telling you everything that I have done wrong with my life."
"I feel there is something more, the spirit is moving me. Most of our problems deal directly with our childhood. I know mine did."
"My father beat me okay. Is that what you want to know. He use to hit me, and hit me, and hit me- until the day I received the slayer powers and punched him so hard he went backwards. And then the watcher took me in, but because of my anger and hatred and wildness, taking and doing what I want, he died! And then I kill someone, I then I try to take someone's place to avoid punishment! I hate myself. Why was I ever chosen? Why was I ever born? If Jesus loved me so much, why did he do this to me?"
"That's a lot of pain, and you've done things that I never did, but perhaps if I tell you my story, you'll understand, and give your heart to the Lord."
"When I was young, my family didn't beat, but I wet the bed, and my family likes everybody to be ‘perfect'. So they put an entire huge guilt complex on me, and when I grew up and make mistakes they put it on more and more. There were times I wished I was something greater then what I was, and there were times I wished I never been born, and there were times I wished I was dead. But I had faith that the lord would one day take me out of that, and bring me to a glorious future."
"But while I was in that time I fell into Sin, looking at Pornography and playing Video games to fill in the God sized gap in my heart. But they never satisfied me for long. Then a friend of mine who goes to the same Church as I do now, invited me to go to church with him, and I repented of my sins, and I was baptized in Jesus name, and I received the gift of the Holy Ghost."
"It changed my life, and I accepted Jesus charge to go out and make disciples of all the nations, which is what I am doing right now, I am talking to you, about the Lord in hopes that you will give him your life. All you have to do Faith, to receive eternal life is give up all the things that you are so upset at yourself for doing, and that is the price for the blood of the lamb which will wash away all your sins!"
"That's all? Isn't there more?" She said looking strangely.
"No that's all- repent and be baptized all of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of your sins, to receive the gift of the Holy Ghost."
"It almost seems unfair."
"Something had to be ultimately sacrificed for our sins, so God himself came down to die on the Cross so we could be saved. It's a free gift for everybody- including a Slayer." Ethan said with a laugh.
"God? I thought Jesus was the son of God."
"Most people make that mistake, but it was Jesus himself that said- the Father and I are one- meaning that the son and the father are the same person- so if the son and father are the same so is the Holy Ghost- and that same person is GOD."
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"No, actually I don't."
"Well if you promise to behave- you can stay here. I want to keep an eye on you."
The water overboils, and Ethan gets up.
"Oh crap! I'm going to have to boil some more water, you want something to eat."
"Sure I feel hungry now."
Ethan gets a cloth and wipes up the overboil, and then goes to the cupboard and gets a bigger pot and puts water into it, and puts it on the Element to start it.