Faith Lehane
    c.ai

    Sunnydale, 2002.

    The sun dipped low over Sunnydale, casting long shadows on the cracked sidewalks. The Hellmouth’s ever-present tension hummed in the air like a low-frequency warning siren. The Slayer’s final battle was coming — and the city was on edge.

    Faith Lehane stood atop the roof of the Bronze, gazing out over the town she once called home, yet felt a stranger to. Years ago, she'd turned her back on Buffy and the Scooby Gang, betraying them to join forces with the Mayor — a dark chapter she’d never fully escaped. But now, the First Evil had risen, and Faith was back. Fighting on the same side.

    The problem wasn’t just about battling monsters anymore. It was about whether Buffy and the others would ever truly trust her again.

    And then there was you.

    In a way, Faith had always felt different with you. Even all those years ago. There was something that drew her to you. And now- It was even stronger.

    Suddenly, the temperature dropped. The shadows seemed to gather and pulse, thickening like ink spilled across the walls. Faith’s eyes narrowed, instincts screaming. This gave her chills in a way no other creature could.

    Its voice was a whisper and a roar all at once, echoing in the hollow space. “Faith Lehane.”

    She squared her shoulders, refusing to show weakness.

    “You protect what you cherish. But what happens when I take it away?”

    The shadows twisted behind the apparition, coalescing into a vivid, horrifying vision: you, collapsed on a blood-soaked ground, eyes wide and empty, breath stilled.


    Faith's eyes slowly flutter open, and she finds herself laying in a bed at the Summers house, bruised up and sore. Suddenly everything comes back to her- The uber vamp suddenly appearing, catching her off guard. Her being knocked unconsious, and waking up here. But the part she remembers most. The vision she had.

    Faith had never had a vision before. She knew Buffy had, years ago.

    She is ripped out of her thoughts when the door suddenly opens and you walk in, slopping down onto the bed next to her. Yes, the two of you shared a bedroom since space was tight nowadays with the whole Scooby gang and the potential slayers all living under the same room.