Time Travel part 1
Author: Ivy GortPart
Title: Timetravel (1/?)
Rating: PG F/F
Spoilers: Enemies
Note: Faith loves Buffy. Okay, okay, I’ll admit it, I’m only writing this
because I want too! SO there! The entire story is contrived and most
likely won’t work—but it’s what I want to do.
Title: Don’t know yet. But I think it will be along the lines of
Time-Travel. But I will take other suggestions.
Feedback: Please!!! Oh, please, because I am a beginner and need help and
encouragement.
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Faith watched as the Mayor walked over to his liquor cabinet that contained
more than just whiskey.
“Now you are sure about this Faith,” he said in a kind fatherly voice. The
same voice that made Faith feel loved and wanted for the first time in her
life. “Things were really different back then.”
Faith thought about her plan again; the mayor wanted Buffy out of the way.
She was really the only danger to him, if she decided to attack him. The
Mayor didn’t want Buffy dead because of the possibility of a new slayer
being called. As he put it, he knew who Buffy was and where to find her—but
now that was changing. With the help of Angel, Buffy was keeping the
vampire population down; the mayor needed a certain amount of loyal and
trained vampires for his upcoming Accession. When the mayor had told Faith
about his plan capture Buffy and then let his vampires use her anyway they
wished, short of killing her—Faith rebelled. So this was their compromise:
the mayor would supply a drug powerful enough to knock Buffy out for the
twenty-four hours it took to open a gate. The gate would be to the 1899
version of Sunnydale, where Faith would take the drugged, sick, and confused
Buffy to his homestead to live.
“Edna May so wanted to have children.” The mayor sighed as he walked back to
where Faith was sitting and handed her a packet containing a fine white
powder. “They will attack you two tonight at the Restfield cemetery, they
will throw this in her face—it takes about 10 minutes to work—so try to not
to kill them all.” The Mayor smiled at Faith and took the packet back as he
walked behind his desk.
“Are you sure you will be able to handle her once you get there?” He asked,
the fatherly tone gone from his voice, his eyes hard, and the demon part of
his personality shining through the human exterior.
Faith looked away, she knew she could kill every demon that walked the earth
and yet this man frightened her. Not because of he couldn’t be killed, but
because she was so afraid of disappointing him. He pulled her out of that
lowly and lonely hotel room when no one else would give her the time of day.
He gave her things, made her feel like she was helping him and that he
couldn’t survive without her. He trusted her and in turn she felt her walls
slowly fall—she would do anything for him—anything. Except let him kill Buffy.
Faith smiled back at the mayor; “tell me again what that stuff will do?”
The mayor’s entire face lit up like he was a little boy. “Alrighty,” he
answered sitting down in his chair. Faith knew he loved this part,
explaining how his little magical potions or spells worked. It would keep
him busy for the next hour at least....
end of part one