A personal triumph.

[warren_is_gone]

As soon as I was back at the castle, my compound, I felt a rush of the sexiest vertigo I'd ever felt in my life. I felt the same way I'd felt so many years ago when I'd first looked down at Katrina's dead body crumpled underneath me on the steps of my basement. She'd been running and swearing, and so alive, and then...she'd just been dead. Her body

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[wickedslayer]

I was still sleeping off the hangover from hell when a harsh knock echoed at my door. At first I thought I was still dreaming. Something shiny and blonde standing over my bed with a bloodied knife in her hand. She was about to say something when someone knocked on the door

[warren_is_gone]

"You rang?"The look she was giving me could have melted lead, but I smiled faintly at Faith all the same

[wickedslayer]

Rolling my eyes, I finally plopped down in the chair across from it. Mostly, because when it all came down to it? I still had this sick urge to please him. He was the one who gave me this chance, broke me out of prison to be something special. Now I commanded the respect of the entire fucking world, everything I wanted was right at my fingertips and it was all because of him

[warren_is_gone]

"You really don't know?"

"I have an idea, but I can't be sure with you. Please enlighten me."

"You just...you just drop this fucking bomb on me, Warren. You're gonna bring B back? What the hell's up with that? You just don't get it do you? Is she gonna be your little sidekick now? Am I out of a job? Should I pack my bags?"

I almost laughed. "Faith, is that it? Oh God, I would have that you'd know better. No one is going to replace you, Faith, in my regime or as my friend. For God's sake."

"Or are you just tryin' to prove how fucking badass you are? Bring her back so you can smack her around and prove just who wears the big boy britches around here."

"Well, I won't lie to you. That is an added perk that I happen to enjoy a lot. I can't say it's not something of a power trip for me. After all, Buffy caused me no end of grief a while back. It was because of her that my plans were delayed for two years."

"Are you expecting me to fight her? Cause I gotta tell you there's a lot of shit you just don't understand.""Faith, I'd never ask

[wickedslayer]

I watched him intently for a few minutes, the frown deepening on my face. Suddenly I felt sorta guilty for doubting him. Why would he want B, when he had me around? I mean, he'd frozen her or whatever for a reason, right? He busted me out of prison for a reason. Sure, at first I was sure it was just cause I was a slayer and he needed some serious muscle. But then it became something more. Sugar Daddy never let me down. Everything I ever wanted, needed....I had on a silver fucking platter since comin' to work for him

[warren_is_gone]

Faith was smiling--which was nice to see. As much as I loved her vicious, bloodthirsty side, as much satisfaction there was in nuturing her violence and watching it grow into something glorious--the girl didn't smile nearly enough. I liked seeing her smile, much to my own surprise. I wasn't going to deny the fact that my original reason for taking Faith on as my right hand was for her to be my extra bit of muscle when I needed it, my bodyguard, my contract killer.

But now that I'd spent time with her, gotten to know her, and become her friend, I found that it was hard not to like her. She was funny and wild, loud and violent and passionate and full of everything angry and bright. She reminded me powerfully of myself sometimes. We even had the same short temperment, the only difference was the over the years I had learned to control it, to use it to my advantage. Faith still exploded like a supernova of bitterness occasionally. But we were working on that.

"Okay.""Good." I said, releasing her from my grip so that I could smile down