FF Revelations 7/?

["Jolie" <slyfox_kitkat@xxxxxxxxx>]

Disclaimers in part one

Chapter 7
The Battles Begin

Buffy and Faith were in the northern cemetery. Buffy was lost in 
thought, and Faith knew it too.

"Ok, B, spill."
"What?"
"I know that look."
"Ok, ok. It's this whole thing with Erin and Kat. I am really 
worried about them. And I am also worried about how slow it has 
been."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I know last night, those vamps decided 
to show their faces, but that was it, nothing more."
"Hey. I got an idea."
"What about?"
"The six of us, putting all our money together and buying the old 
mansion."
"Sounds like a good plan to me. Let's talk to Wills and Tara about 
it, then Kat and Erin."
"Good idea. Now, if I were two stupid demons where would I hide?"
"The old warehouse section. We can check it during the day. Let's 
get home."
"Yeah."

Back at the Summers' home, Giles, Joyce, and Angel were in the 
kitchen talking about the upcoming weddings.

"So, You are giving Buffy away, and Angel you are giving Tara away," 
Joyce asked.
"Well that's how they wanted it," Angel answered, "Tara is a sweet 
kid, and its really a shame that her family treated her that way."
"Sometimes family goes further than blood," Giles added.
"Very true. Look at you and Buffy, Rupert, she loves you like a 
father," Joyce said, smiling.
"And I love her like a daughter."

Joyce smiled brightly at Giles' remarks. Willow and Tara had just 
made their way into the kitchen and went over to fridge.

"Is everything ok," Giles asked.
"They are still sleeping, and the slayers haven't come back yet," 
Tara said.
"Are they all right?"
"I fear the worst for them, actually. They are connected more than 
I have ever seen two people. Dreams are almost intertwined, and its 
like, oh I don't know. It's just so hard to see them in so much 
pain, all because of a bastard of a father."
"Well, I don't see the worst happening for them, Tara. They now 
have four very grateful and loving people in their lives. And I 
would say that their lives are going to be better now, that you guys 
have taken a liking to them," Angel said.
"I agree," Giles added, "though it seems like they've been through a 
tremendous amount of hell, with all of you, they will make it, 
without a doubt."

Willow just nodded in agreement. Just as they stopped talking, the 
two slayers came in through the back door. Willow and Tara went to 
their sides. Buffy smiled at them.

"Any luck," Giles asked.
"A very slow and quiet night. We are going to check the warehouse 
distract in the morning. Better in the day light, gives up the 
advantage," Buffy said.
"Good call. You'll be able to get the upper hand."
"Yeah. Tara, Willow, we need to talk to you," Faith said.

Faith, Buffy, Tara, and Willow went into the dining room, and sat 
around the table.

"Ok. What's up," Willow asked.
"How would you like it if all of us, including Kat and Erin, moved 
into the mansion," Buffy said.

Willow and Tara looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

"What," Faith asked.
"Tara and I were talking about this earlier. We were going to talk 
to you two about it, when you got home."
"Well, I take it you agree then," Buffy asked.
"Yup," Tara answered.
"Good. We'll talk to them in the morning. Let's get some sleep!"

The four girls went to their rooms, and snuggled up against their 
other. The next morning, Tara, Willow, Faith and Buffy headed 
downstairs. They noticed Erin and Kat were not on the couch. Buffy 
ran to the kitchen. Giles and Joyce were there. Giles had a piece 
of paper in his hand.

"They must have left in the night, while we all slept. It says that 
they need to deal with this alone. I am sorry Buffy. I guess they 
got scared and never wanted to hurt you," Giles said, handing Buffy 
the letter.

" `Dear guys'," Buffy began, " `I know you wanted all of us to fight 
together, but this is a battle that Erin and I must fight 
ourselves. This would put you in too much danger. I am sorry for 
bringing this danger to your home. Please, I beg of you, stay out 
if this. This has always been my fight. I care too much for you 
guys to be hurt on my account. Tara, I'm sorry. Sorry for bringing 
you into all of this, forgive me. With love, Kat.' Oh my gods! 
She is going after them herself."
"What? How can she do that," Willow asked.
"Because she thinks that she can save us all if her and Erin do this 
themselves," Tara said, "She wants to save us, even if that means 
dying herself. Erin will kill herself to join her."
"Whoa. You mean that they are going to die trying to stop these 
demons, and if Kat dies, Erin is going to kill herself," Faith asked.
"Yes."

With that, the four girls ran out of the house and headed towards 
the warehouse district of Sunnydale. Kat and Erin walked hand in 
hand through the older buildings.

"You think they're here," Erin asked.
"Safest place, you know. They can hide easier here."
"So nice you remember our old haunts child," Manix cackled.
"Stay with a demon, learn a lot."
"Well, do you have what you came for? Or did you lose the gumption 
you once had?"
"I no longer work for you, Manix! You can tell the bloody council 
that too."
"Oh, we know," a voice with a British accent answered.
"Quentin!"

Quentin Travers, once one of the best in the council, came out of 
the shadows.

"Yes, child. So glad you remember me."
"I remember killers, Travers! You killed my mother you son of a 
bitch!"
"I had too. She was too much of a liability. Just like the two of 
you are now. Manix, Kresiaz, kill them."
"With pleasure, boss," Kresiaz said.

The two demons lunged at Erin and Kat. Kat pushed Erin out of the 
way, tackling Manix. She knocked him down, then got up quickly, 
leaping towards Kresiaz. He knocked her down, and headed towards 
Erin. 

"Excuse me, sorry to crash your hell spawn party, but those are my 
friends, ass munch," a voice boomed.

Everyone looked over and saw Buffy, Faith, Tara and Willow standing 
at the entrance of the warehouse.

"Is it invitation only, or can anyone come," Faith growled, running 
full speed at Kresiaz.

She leapt in the air, kicking him across the face. Buffy ran after 
Manix, spearing him once again into the ground. Tara and Willow ran 
to get Erin, while Kat turned her full attention to Quentin. She 
walked up right into his face, smacking him as hard as she could.

"Oh very smart. Attack the man that killed your mother. Extremely 
brilliant of you."
"It is. You don't have your goons to hold me back."

Kat punched Quentin across the face, knocking him to the floor. He 
got up, and while he was bent over, she gave him an ax kick, 
knocking him back down. She backed up and stared at him.

"Get up, you dick weed, get up!"

Quentin slowly got to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth. He 
brushed off his jacket and stared Kat straight in the eyes.

"You really think you can beat me?"
"Oh yeah."

Kat ran at him again, decking him hard. Meanwhile Faith and Buffy 
were locked up with the demons. Buffy had Manix in a headlock, and 
soon, with a quick snap, he fell slumped to the floor. Faith was 
soon disposing of Kresiaz, snapping his neck as well. The battle 
between Quentin and Kat raged on. Quentin had gotten a few cheap 
shots, knocking her once again to the floor. She stood up, bloody 
and bruised.

"Is that all you got, old man?"
"No, I have a few more tricks up my sleeve."

Quentin then pulled out a gun, firing a round at Kat. Her body 
slumped to the ground as he made a quick exit.

"This is far from over, slayers!"

Erin ran quickly to Kat, placing a firm hand over the wound. The 
wound was right below her left shoulder. Buffy and Faith took off 
after Quentin to try and stop him, while Tara and Willow ran over to 
help Erin.

"Is it bad," Willow asked.
"Yes, and no. It's above the heart, I believe, but we need to get 
her to a hospital, now!"
"I'm on it," Tara said, pulling out her cell phone.

She dialed 911 and had an ambulance dispatched to where they were. 
Willow ripped some cloth from her shirt to help with clotting. 
Buffy and Faith returned and looked at the girls.

"Is she going to be ok? I mean, oh man," Faith said, fear laced in 
her voice.
"The bleeding has slowed, which is a good sign. She is knocked out, 
and hopefully will stay out till help arrives," Erin said.
"Erin, promise me something," Buffy said.
"What?"
"If she dies, that you will not take your own life."
"I can't promise that."
"Promise me, damn it! I am not about to lose you too, ok. I've 
lost too many people I care about to this destiny. I promise you 
that Quentin will get what is coming to him, and I plan on dishing 
out some extra. That bastard is still gonna pay for the test that 
made me lose my strength, doubt a great man and nearly made me lose 
my mother and my life."
"All right," Erin said, her voice broken, "I promise you. Just get 
that bastard back."
"I swear on my life I will!"

Then silence. In the distance, the sirens cried out as the 
ambulance grew closer and closer to the warehouse. Buffy stared out 
the door Quentin ran out of and glared. They all knew, one way or 
another, that this was going to be a life or death situation. But 
for Buffy, Faith and Erin, the wanted Quentin's death, and Buffy 
swore to her self that she would be there when it was time for him 
to die.

Faith and Buffy quickly disposed of the two demon bodies by throwing 
them into the river behind the warehouse. As they did that, the 
paramedics arrived. Buffy and Faith watched from a distance.

"Do you think this war is far from over," Faith asked Buffy.
"Hopefully, but you know I can't kill him. Neither can you. I know 
someone who owes me a big favor. I know she will do it for me."
"You think she will?"
"I know it."

Faith and Buffy watched as the paramedics arrived. In pure anger, 
Buffy turned and walked out, but punched the steel wall as hard as 
she could. The sound thundered throughout the warehouse. Kat was 
quickly put on a stretcher and placed in the back of the ambulance. 
Erin went with her. Willow and Tara walked over to where Faith 
was. Tara snuggled into Faith, while Willow looked at the dent in 
the wall.

She went out to find Buffy sitting by the waters edge. Buffy was 
holding her bruised hand. Willow took it from her and kissed it 
gently.

"Steel walls don't make for good punching bags."
"I know. I was just angry and upset."
"I know, baby, I know."
"Quentin will die for this. I swear it."
"Buffy, promise me that you won't take his life."
"I won't, I swear."

Willow kissed Buffy gently. Faith and Tara walked behind them.

"Let's go home," Faith said, "we need to get to the hospital, and 
let everyone know what happened."

Buffy nodded and stood up, helping Willow to her feet. They then 
all headed off towards the house.

TBC