Forgotten Conscience (girlxgirl) (Book 1)

The Beginning

Buffy's POV

"Faith?"

Good, she's finally sleeping. The constant rhythm of the train must've calmed her down. The stress of what she's gone through really hit her hard.

I lie back against a bale of hay, Faith's head in my lap.

She looks so peaceful and content, like sleeping beauty.

I stroke her chestnut locks and watch her sleep.

Wow... her hair is so soft and milky. No wonder so many guys want a piece of her ass, though I bet her ass has more to do with it than her hair.

I can't help but smile at that thought for some reason.

I'm not entirely sure why I had that thought.

I run my middle finger down her side.

Not to mention she keeps her body in perfect shape.

I catch myself with my finger and pull away.

Umm... when did I start thinking this way? I mean... it's true but, I've never really thought about Faith that way. It's hard to think of someone trying to kill you that way. I guess I never had a chance to think about her as anything but an enemy before. But she's not my enemy now, at least I don't think so. She's not the same person I knew. She may have power but she doesn't know how to use it and that gives me an advantage.

I take a deep breath.

Which means I know I can kick her ass any day of the week. Matter of fact I kicked her ass into a coma. I'd rather not in her current condition, but I can if I have to. Speaking of which, seeing as how I'm the one that pretty much put her in this situation, maybe I should try and not mention it to her. Having no memory might make her a little edgy when I try to help her. Edgy is not what we need right now, especially from Faith. I'll have to find a way to corner Anya. She tends to blurt out shit at exactly the wrong time.

I look out the window. I can see the lights starting to come on over the town. I look down at Faith, something about how peaceful she looks makes me lean down and kiss her on the cheek. She stirs in her sleep. I look back out at the sunset.

"And then there was Sunnydale..."

Faith's POV

A vampire jumps out in front of me. I grab him and throw him against the wall. Before I can react she stakes the vamp. She takes the lead and as we round the corner, a figure jumps out at her. She grabs it and thrusts it against a dumpster and its own weak legs give out from under it. She cries out as I lunge towards it.

"FAITH! NO!"

I plunge the stake into its heart and step back, waiting for it to burst into a pile of dust but it doesn't. Blood starts to flow from the hole in his heart I just made.

She looks like she's panicking as she kneels down and tries to stop the bleeding. She's saying something but I don't hear what.

I start to hear something in the distance. I look around but see nothing. They sound like sirens. The police are coming... if they see this they'll, they'll blame me. I look left and right. They'll be here any minute.

"We-we have to go. Come on, we have to go."

I try and get her to come with me, and at the last second she does. We run down the alley. I dump the bloody stake in a nearby dumpster and climb over a fence. We head off in opposite directions from each other.

W-What am I doing? What have I done? What am I gonna do? I should go back... I can't, I can't let them find the body.

I start back towards where we left the body.

Out-out of sight out of mind. Yeah, the-that'll work... I'll take the body, I'll weight it and dump it in the water and that'll be the end of it. I'll never h-have to worry about it again... never have to worry, can't worry.

I look down at the body.

I-I killed him.

I kneel down and look him in the eyes.

They're so... empty. It-it's like the life was just drained from his eyes.

I reach out and touch the blood on his chest. The sirens get louder.

I gotta get the body out of here.

I grab the body by the arms and pull it over my shoulder. It feels light for a body that's gotta be at least 160 pounds.

I-I gotta get... get rid of the evidence.

I feel someone kiss my cheek and my eyes flick open.

"And then there was Sunnydale..."