starlit_desires | FIC: Split Decision 1/1 FR13, Faith/Vamp Willow

Title: Split Decision
Author: Sweetness (aaronlisa@gmail.com)
Pairing: Faith/Vamp Willow
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and company. The song “Vow” belongs to Garbage.
Notes: Set during Season Three of BTVS. Written for

joss100 for prompt #12 (the start.) And for

fanfic100 for prompt #86 (choices).

I can’t use what I can’t abuse
And I can’t stop when it comes to you.

Faith had been cocky enough to think that she knew all that there was to know about Sunnydale and it’s demons. She was also cocky enough to think that because she worked as the Mayor’s right hand girl, she was safe from the evil that lurked in the shadows of a Sunnydale night. The main problem with being cocky is that it lures you into having a false sense of security and it causes you to be sloppy. And Faith, despite being a Slayer, was no different from anyone else. The night when everything started and her life changed forever, she’d gone out in the night looking for some nameless vamp that she could stake with a sense of security. She had gone about her patrol, thinking that she was safe from running into Buffy and her precious Angel, and in the end she had been. What she hadn’t counted on was running into a master vampire with the face of one of Buffy’s allies. She had been shocked when she saw Willow clad in black, skin-tight leather.

“Well, well, Red, I must say that I didn’t think you had it in you,” Faith said appreciatively as she stared at the redhead.
“Slayer,” Willow hissed in surprise.
”Uh, yeah, that’s me.”
”How dare you,” Willow growled as she advanced on the Slayer.
“Red, are you alright?” Faith asked as she started to realize that something was wrong.
“I am now,” Willow said with a malicious grin.

Before Faith even had a chance, the vampire in front of her back handed her and then kicked her in the stomach. Faith collapsed to the ground in shock at what had just happened. And then she realized what her senses had been trying to tell her, what she had been ignoring because her brain refused to accept it. The Willow in front of her wasn’t the meek and mild Willow that the blonde Slayer depended on. No, the Willow in front of her was a vampire. And not just a newly risen vampire, she was a full-fledged master vampire. Before Faith could really process what she had just realized, the red-head knelt down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her face close to hers so that they were only a inch or two apart.

”I’m going to give you a choice,” Willow graciously offered.
”Uh, what’s that?” Faith managed to say.
“You can be my pet or you can die now. What will it be?”
”Your pet,” Faith answered without hesitation.
“Good,” Willow practically purred before licking the side of the Slayer’s face, “Very good.”

**END**