Unknown Factors (Book One)

Ch.90: Sandman, I'm so alone

  Apparently, after I had gone down, some of the girls had ended up being killed, and Caleb shoved his thumb into one of Xander's eyes, leaving him half-blind. Many of the potentials that had survived were left bruised and broken but the only ones I could heal were the two actual Slayers and Spike.

  "You really put those things away for your size." Faith popped off, sitting on the island while eating some chips as she watched me make my PB&Js.

  "The high metabolism and sweet tooth demand it." I replied, sticking the butter knife covered in jelly into my mouth to lick off the sweet spread. "Not to mention a PB&J sandwich is a gift from the gods."

  "You know, you just don't seem like it."

  "Like what?" I asked, licking off the knife with peanut butter now.

  "Like a demon, for one thing. You act pretty human to me."

  "Mm, think you can blame that on the Watchers." Screwing the lids back on the jars, I went to put them away. "And the other?"

  "Don't take it the wrong way, Aud, but you seem a little too 'stiff' to get down and dirty the way you say. You act a lot like Giles." I raised a brow at her, and she popped a chip into her mouth. "I mean the posture, the attitude. Sure, you're a bit more relaxed, but...." The brunette shrugged.

  "I assure you, I am not as lax as you think. I just have to watch myself more around these girls. It takes time to get used to the fact that if I wanted to, I could burn this entire house down and kill everyone in it with little to no effort. Of course, I wouldn't, but the girls still have fears. I will admit that the ones that have been here longer don't seem to have as big a problem with it anymore."

  "Sounds like someone's tooting their own horn a bit. Sure, you're strong, but there's two Slayers-"

  "How many seconds did it take me to subdue you? I've also sparred with Buffy, and I know her strength, so what I said stands. I'm aware of the strength I possess." I stated while taking the knives to the sink. "If I were to become evil, the only person here I'd have difficulty in killing would be Buffy simply because of her own skills, however, she would inevitably lose due to the fact that I'm faster and not human like her."

  "So you're saying she's at least stronger?"

  "No, but many of the demons Buffy has killed have had more brute strength than her, so it doesn't really matter. It's speed, skill, and endurance. Even Buffy is aware of this, I know she is, and that's why they still have that edge of caution with me. It's also a reason Pops wanted Spike out of the picture even if he won't admit it."

  "Because Spike used to be evil." Faith nodded slowly while digging into the bag of chips.

  "And he doesn't want me to be influenced by it. I'm not even supposed to exist, but I do, and I must walk a fine line because of what I am." Grabbing a sandwich, I then raised my brows. "And for the 'down and dirty' part, you have no clue how I am in that department." Faith laughed.

  "I can pretty well guess if you brought a building down."

  "Mm, true."

  "So which one of you tops? Neither of you really seem like the submissive types." She smirked, biting into another chip as my cheeks turned pink.

  "Um, well...." I cleared my throat. "We kinda.... It's not really 'take turns', it just varies."

  "So you guys just switch out? Is he any good? Being 120-something years old, he's got to have at least picked up a few things." My cheeks darkened at her question. "Aw, look at you blushing. Have you never had some 'girl talk' before?"