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Spoilers/Timeline: Post Season 7 of BtVS; Post Live Free or Die Hard
PhoenixRae's Notes: Foul-mouth language alert! Just saying before you continue reading on...
Summary: John McClane's life took a different turn when HE was saved instead of the other way around...
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IT WAS VERY SELDOM that tough guy John McClane was rendered speechless. In his line of work -- and the adrenaline-pumping escapades he had gotten himself in to over the last few years -- he had basically seen it all and done it all. But this...this right here that he was seeing just blew his mind away.
He came to Cleveland to investigate a case involving body-theft. The trail of the said case led him to his Ohio town and now he was shoved against a tree and was left to catch his breath while he watched the lithe young woman kick some...whatever the hell creature it was that attacked him and nearly tore his jugular open.
The brunette fought his attackers with ease. He thought she was outnumbered and instead of his hide being saved he'd have to return the favour and saveher hide instead. But so far the brunette was winning. And if he hadn't been suffering from a nasty headache when his head was smashed against the railing moments before he was shoved to the tree he probably wouldn't be seeing things, like two out of the eight deformed creatures bursting to dust when the brunette stabbed them with something pointy.
His savior was engaged in a prolonged boxing match with one of the attackers and John doubted she was aware of the other man she knocked unconscious moments ago coming through.
Making up his mind, John pulled out his gun he kept in hidden in the holster underneath his shirt and ran to the brunette's rescue. The guy was closing in on the brunette just as she was putting in the final moves to dusting the other guy.
"Yippe-kai-yeah, Motherfucker!" John called out to the man and aimed his gun to shoot the attacker in the back.
The brunette just staked the other man and burst to dust when John fired his gun and hit his target right where he wanted. It didn't kill the thug, but it slowed him down, giving the brunette a chance to stake him.
John slowed down and came to a complete stop when he was an arm's length away from the brunette. He stared at the piles of dust that belonged to the eight attackers that jumped him then looked up at the brunette.
"What the hell...?" John's voice trailed off as he tried to think of a plausible reason without having the brunette answer him. But no sane reason came to mind.
"Vampires," was the young woman's smug reply.
John frowned and met the woman's eyes. "You're shitting me," he accused.
Faith cocked an eyebrow at the man whose ass she just saved. "Like hell I am! You just saw them attack you. One of them even went for your throat and you thought I'm shitting you?" She rolled her eyes at him. "Oh, and yippe-kai-yeah, motherfucker? Dude, where the hell did you get such cheesy line like that?" she ridiculed and without bothering to wait for an answer, she left the man standing there looking at what was left over of the eight vamps that jumped out to have him for dinner.
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Adventures of Faith the Slayer
Hayran KurguA series of crossover one-shots featuring my favourite bad girl slayer, Faith, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer series. I started this one-shot series a couple of years back and has added a few on and off. Let me know what you think of Faith's advent...
