FF: Thoughts Of Home

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FF: Thoughts Of Home 
TITLE: Thoughts Of Home
AUTHOR: Arimis Adkinson
DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. I 
don't own anything. If I did Season Six would have been a whole lot less
awful. 
SUMMARY: A turned slayer, A hunted slayer, An ancient Vampire, A town on 
a hellmouth, A meeting and a reunion. 
SPOILERS: General Season Three tailored to fit the premise that Buffy 
was turned after she sent Angel to hell. DISTRIBUTION: Want, Take, Have.
Just let me know where it's at. 
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry about the long wait. I have been swamped by real
life. That and the fact I had re-watch the first five seasons to get the
bad taste of Season Six out of my mouth. 
Feedback: Thanks to those who reviewed and those who wanted more. As 
always if you like it let me know and I will continue. Or if you don't
like it tell me and I will try write some thing you do. 

(Buffy's P.o.V) 

Home sweet Hellmouthy Home. Home is where the heart is and my heart
is a cute little red head who babbles when nervous and has eyes so
blue you could drown in them and a smile that can melt your heart. It
has been almost two weeks since my return and I've been busy after get a
few necessary items delivered to the mansion and getting myself
situated, I began to watch my friends. Willow and Oz look happy. Cordy
and Xander are still going strong. The new slayer Faith... She exudes an
aura of sex and danger like I have never seen before. 

Watching Faith has been an educational experience. Her power is
driven by pain and anger. She has the potential to be a truly great
slayer if she can work past her rage. I have learned by observing her
that I will deal with Faith on her terms or she will be lost to the
darkness. I am currently perched atop one the many mausoleums in one
many cemeteries in Sunnydale watching her slay some vampires that were
waiting for a new one to rise. I know she can sense my presence just as
I could sense Kendra. I can fell her sword as it vibrates from her
presence from it's pace at my hip. I decide it's time to meet as she
dusts the newbie as it pops free from it's grave. I float down and sit
on the head stone about twenty feet behind her. 

" Hello slayer." I state as the dust settles and she jumps slightly
at the sound of my voice and raises her stake. I smile and she tenses
even more. " Calm down Faith if I wanted to fight we would already be
doing it." " And who the hell are you?!" " One of your predecessors." "
You..your Buffy." she stammers as I remove her sword and cloak from
their place at my hip and throw them to her. She catches them with out
fail dropping her stake in the process. The sword in her right the cloak
in her left. Seconds after the swords in her grasp her eyes glaze over
and start to glow. I watch as she get the same history lesson I got from
the slayers only perspective. " What was that ? " she whispers
breathlessly. " That was our history slayer." I state as absently
admires the blade in her hand. '" We shall talk more after you've had
time to let this all sink in." She looks like se want say more but I
dissipate in to mist before she can speak. 

( Faith's P.o.V ) 

One minute I'm dusting some vamps the next I'm talking to the
infamous Buffy, the legend in the flesh. She is everything my watcher,
her watcher and friends said and more. The moments she spoke it sent all
kinds of warning bells off in my head. Then she throws a sword at me I
see slayers slinging lightning bolts at demons. Others causing vines and
the earth itself to trap and crush demons. Some summoning animals that
swarm and shred demons. Slayers fighting in weakened states some wining
some losing. No sooner than it starts its over. I barely have time to
sort through the images before Buffy speaks and disappears. I need to
talk to Giles I realize as a wave of exhaustion washes over me and I
stumble in the direction of the Summers' residence to my bed. Giles can
wait until I've rested .

( Narrator P.o.V ) 

As Faith makes her way she is too preoccupied to notice the shadowy
figure following her. Only to fade back into darkness as she reaches
here destination. 
( Dream Sequence ) 

A flash of red hair....a crimson splash of blood... a cloven hand.. a
terrified scream...a groan of pain...more screams three female
voices....pain...fear... green eyes staring into brown... a hand
offered... relief... " Buffy you're back " 

( Buffy's P.o.V ) 
 
I awake with a gasp. It's now well after sunset. Something is wrong.
I am dressed armed and airborne faster then I realize. I let my
instincts guide me. The pull is directing me towards the school. I land
on the roof of the school and look down into the library and gasp. "
Kakistos " a voice speaks And a large scarred vampire turns to answer.
Faith is huddled to one side petrified. My mother and friends surrounded
by his minions. I move slowly as I open the skylight and draw my sword
as Willow is drawn away from the others and pushed into Kakistos'
waiting grasp. I drop down on him before he can touch her. He is dust
before any realizes I am there. Willow braces herself on the counter as
the dust settles and I roll to an up right stop facing them all. A wave
my hand blows the remaining vampires up and out the way I came in. 

The room is quiet as I approach Faith. I extend my hand to help her
up. Our eyes meet, green to brown and she nods and grasps my hand. She
move to join the others after she is on her feet. All eyes are on me.
Willow is the first to speak. " Buffy you're back." she states as she
rushes forward to hug me. I welcome the embrace and whisper to myself "
I'm home at last".