Aug. 4th - Stake Through the Heart
Title: Stake Through the Heart
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / Jessica Jones (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,380
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & JJ: Post-AKA Everything.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and Jessica Jones/MCU belongs to the Stan Lee Estate and Marvel.
Summary: Jessica arrives in Boston and get a show and tell, Faith style.Author's Note: Written for Day 04 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N 2: Follows 2018's 'Strength in Numbers' and this year's ' Unusual You'.
Jessica Jones hadn't really changed much in the last two years. Her unblemished and smooth porcelain skin was still a pale white, but her black hair was a little longer. If she'd worn a blood-red lipstick she might've resembled a poor, rebellious Snow White. She still wore well-worn skinny jeans and the same black leather jacket.
On the upside, she was able to walk the line, even if it was more due to habitual drinking than actual sobriety. Her breath smelled like the cheap whiskey she'd been drinking two years ago, but her eyes were alert despite the pain visible there. Faith chose not to ask - if the other woman wanted her to know she'd tell on her own.
"Hey. Car's right outside." Illegally parked, but somehow she doubted Jessica would care. Once they reached the car, Jessica threw both of her bags, all of her worldly possessions Faith guessed, into the trunk and then got into the passenger seat.
The text message she had received had been short, just a simple 'Train station' and the time of arrival from the same unknown number as before. This time Faith saved it into her phonebook since she'd forgotten to do it earlier. Ditching the mini's had been a relief, but thankfully they were more interested in their newly purchased stuff than the older Slayer and whatever she might be up to. She'd been there several times before so the novelty had worn off.
It was getting dark so Faith decided to do some multitasking and handed the other woman the NDA. "Read it, you can sign it when we're there so we can get to the good part."
"We're not dropping by your home first?" She did take the forms though and gave it a quick look. "This is a non-disclosure agreement."
"It isn't my home, just a temporary place. There are teenagers there so it's better if we get this out of the way first. Then you can decide what you want to do next, once you know what the options are."
She snorted at the teenage part of the answer but nodded while skimming the contract. "Where are we going?"
"Show and tell. The stuffy suits can give you the long speech later." Jessica eyed her suspiciously but opted to keep reading rather than ask questions just yet. Which Faith appreciated.
The stuffy suits weren't actually that bad, but they were trying to coral super-strong young women who knew they held the real power and the suits were only in charge because they were being allowed the illusion (and the young ladies in question didn't want the paperwork). Both of them were remnants from the Old Council but had been able to make the transition to the new and improved Sineya Council. Not all of them had been willing or able to do so. She really didn't envy Giles those conversations.
The rest of the ride was made in silence, with the only sounds being the car and the rustling of paper. It was heaven compared to the car ride she'd had earlier with the mini-Slayers, so she enjoyed the silence while she could and tried to figure out how to tell the woman beside her what she had actually agreed to help them with.
In the end, she decided to just fuck it and drove straight to a cemetery she knew hadn't been patrolled in a while and that was rumored to be a meeting place for a small group of lower-level vamps because of it. They were clearly not the brightest demons on the world's surface if it was true.
Jessica looked up from re-reading the NDA when the car stopped and Faith turned off the engine. "Why are we outside a cemetery?"
"Told you; show and tell." She waved her hand a little impatiently, "Sign it so we can get to the good part."
Still looking like she expected the whole thing to be a set-up, she accepted the pen she was given and scribbled her name and initials at all the right places before handing everything back. Faith didn't take offense, she'd been through enough shit that she knew a graveyard wasn't somewhere you normally took a stranger unless you intended for something bad to happen to them.
She stowed the annoyingly necessary paperwork back into the bag she'd gotten them from and mentally called it done. The suits could deal with the rest. B had sent her the contract over email and she'd printed it. It was enough.
They got out of the car and through the fancy gate into the boneyard, and Faith just took a stroll.
"The fuck's going on? I took a job offer, not the chance for some lunatic to try and lure me into a trap."
"It's not a trap. Well, not for us anyway. Sooner or later we're going to get attacked and then the real explanations will begin. Just be patient and stay back until you know how this is done. Then, and only then can you join and vent some of that pent up frustration you're itching to do something about."
Jessica kept trying to get more information but was only given the run-around. Annoyed she put her hands in her pockets and just walked. It took a good ten minutes before something interesting finally took place.
It began with some very careful footsteps, so low that even Faith had to strain her ears to be able to hear them, but it didn't take long before vampires lost what little patience they had and rushed them using their supernatural speed. Faith quickly put one of her stakes into Jessica's hands and then she burst into action dusting two of the vampires in quick succession.
The remaining ones engaged Faith into a fight that the Slayer deliberately prolonged so her new recruit could get a good look at what they were up against. After a four minute fight, she dusted one of them and caught the last one, forcing it to its knees in a convenient pool of artificial light so Jessica could get a good look at its bumpy grrr-face.
"This is a vampire," she forced his face up so all of the ridges and bumps were visible, yellow eyes and pointy fangs included. It opened its mouth attempting to bite Jessica when she came closer but was unable to get out of the Slayer's tight grip. It had the added benefit of allowing Jessica to see all of his pointy teeth up close.
"Some of them are smarter than others. This one's just a lower-level minion, the smarter ones avoid boneyards and other cliches hangouts for the undead." Faith and the vamp exchanged some sub-par repartee before she grew bored.
"Want to try fighting him?"
"Hell, yeah."
"Remember, to kill him you need to put the stake into his heart. Miss and he'll just try to bite you." Then she let him go. The following fight was messy. Neither of them had much skill beyond the bar brawl stage and chose to rely heavily on their enhanced speed, durability, and how difficult it was to actually cause real harm to them. Jessica won in the end, but it was a close call. And she ended up swallowing some of the dust because she didn't move back fast enough.
"Your fighting techniques suck, but we can fix that." She walked closer to Jessica who looked partially gleefull at having dusted the vampire, disgusted at the dust, and shocked it had nearly killed her. "You rely too much on your strength, if you had come across an average vamp you would've been dinner. Luckily for you, the organization I work for specialize in training young women with enhanced speed and strength."
Then she launched into a modified version of the 'you're a Slayer and this is what that means and this is how we're going to deal with it'. Of course, Jessica wasn't actually a Slayer, but it did explain what Faith and the girls back at the Council House were and who she would be working with. The suits would still have to give the more in-dept speech, but Jessica seemed to be a lot like her and so the short version would do. For now.
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / Jessica Jones (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,380
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & JJ: Post-AKA Everything.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and Jessica Jones/MCU belongs to the Stan Lee Estate and Marvel.
Summary: Jessica arrives in Boston and get a show and tell, Faith style.Author's Note: Written for Day 04 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N 2: Follows 2018's 'Strength in Numbers' and this year's ' Unusual You'.
Jessica Jones hadn't really changed much in the last two years. Her unblemished and smooth porcelain skin was still a pale white, but her black hair was a little longer. If she'd worn a blood-red lipstick she might've resembled a poor, rebellious Snow White. She still wore well-worn skinny jeans and the same black leather jacket.
On the upside, she was able to walk the line, even if it was more due to habitual drinking than actual sobriety. Her breath smelled like the cheap whiskey she'd been drinking two years ago, but her eyes were alert despite the pain visible there. Faith chose not to ask - if the other woman wanted her to know she'd tell on her own.
"Hey. Car's right outside." Illegally parked, but somehow she doubted Jessica would care. Once they reached the car, Jessica threw both of her bags, all of her worldly possessions Faith guessed, into the trunk and then got into the passenger seat.
The text message she had received had been short, just a simple 'Train station' and the time of arrival from the same unknown number as before. This time Faith saved it into her phonebook since she'd forgotten to do it earlier. Ditching the mini's had been a relief, but thankfully they were more interested in their newly purchased stuff than the older Slayer and whatever she might be up to. She'd been there several times before so the novelty had worn off.
It was getting dark so Faith decided to do some multitasking and handed the other woman the NDA. "Read it, you can sign it when we're there so we can get to the good part."
"We're not dropping by your home first?" She did take the forms though and gave it a quick look. "This is a non-disclosure agreement."
"It isn't my home, just a temporary place. There are teenagers there so it's better if we get this out of the way first. Then you can decide what you want to do next, once you know what the options are."
She snorted at the teenage part of the answer but nodded while skimming the contract. "Where are we going?"
"Show and tell. The stuffy suits can give you the long speech later." Jessica eyed her suspiciously but opted to keep reading rather than ask questions just yet. Which Faith appreciated.
The stuffy suits weren't actually that bad, but they were trying to coral super-strong young women who knew they held the real power and the suits were only in charge because they were being allowed the illusion (and the young ladies in question didn't want the paperwork). Both of them were remnants from the Old Council but had been able to make the transition to the new and improved Sineya Council. Not all of them had been willing or able to do so. She really didn't envy Giles those conversations.
The rest of the ride was made in silence, with the only sounds being the car and the rustling of paper. It was heaven compared to the car ride she'd had earlier with the mini-Slayers, so she enjoyed the silence while she could and tried to figure out how to tell the woman beside her what she had actually agreed to help them with.
In the end, she decided to just fuck it and drove straight to a cemetery she knew hadn't been patrolled in a while and that was rumored to be a meeting place for a small group of lower-level vamps because of it. They were clearly not the brightest demons on the world's surface if it was true.
Jessica looked up from re-reading the NDA when the car stopped and Faith turned off the engine. "Why are we outside a cemetery?"
"Told you; show and tell." She waved her hand a little impatiently, "Sign it so we can get to the good part."
Still looking like she expected the whole thing to be a set-up, she accepted the pen she was given and scribbled her name and initials at all the right places before handing everything back. Faith didn't take offense, she'd been through enough shit that she knew a graveyard wasn't somewhere you normally took a stranger unless you intended for something bad to happen to them.
She stowed the annoyingly necessary paperwork back into the bag she'd gotten them from and mentally called it done. The suits could deal with the rest. B had sent her the contract over email and she'd printed it. It was enough.
They got out of the car and through the fancy gate into the boneyard, and Faith just took a stroll.
"The fuck's going on? I took a job offer, not the chance for some lunatic to try and lure me into a trap."
"It's not a trap. Well, not for us anyway. Sooner or later we're going to get attacked and then the real explanations will begin. Just be patient and stay back until you know how this is done. Then, and only then can you join and vent some of that pent up frustration you're itching to do something about."
Jessica kept trying to get more information but was only given the run-around. Annoyed she put her hands in her pockets and just walked. It took a good ten minutes before something interesting finally took place.
It began with some very careful footsteps, so low that even Faith had to strain her ears to be able to hear them, but it didn't take long before vampires lost what little patience they had and rushed them using their supernatural speed. Faith quickly put one of her stakes into Jessica's hands and then she burst into action dusting two of the vampires in quick succession.
The remaining ones engaged Faith into a fight that the Slayer deliberately prolonged so her new recruit could get a good look at what they were up against. After a four minute fight, she dusted one of them and caught the last one, forcing it to its knees in a convenient pool of artificial light so Jessica could get a good look at its bumpy grrr-face.
"This is a vampire," she forced his face up so all of the ridges and bumps were visible, yellow eyes and pointy fangs included. It opened its mouth attempting to bite Jessica when she came closer but was unable to get out of the Slayer's tight grip. It had the added benefit of allowing Jessica to see all of his pointy teeth up close.
"Some of them are smarter than others. This one's just a lower-level minion, the smarter ones avoid boneyards and other cliches hangouts for the undead." Faith and the vamp exchanged some sub-par repartee before she grew bored.
"Want to try fighting him?"
"Hell, yeah."
"Remember, to kill him you need to put the stake into his heart. Miss and he'll just try to bite you." Then she let him go. The following fight was messy. Neither of them had much skill beyond the bar brawl stage and chose to rely heavily on their enhanced speed, durability, and how difficult it was to actually cause real harm to them. Jessica won in the end, but it was a close call. And she ended up swallowing some of the dust because she didn't move back fast enough.
"Your fighting techniques suck, but we can fix that." She walked closer to Jessica who looked partially gleefull at having dusted the vampire, disgusted at the dust, and shocked it had nearly killed her. "You rely too much on your strength, if you had come across an average vamp you would've been dinner. Luckily for you, the organization I work for specialize in training young women with enhanced speed and strength."
Then she launched into a modified version of the 'you're a Slayer and this is what that means and this is how we're going to deal with it'. Of course, Jessica wasn't actually a Slayer, but it did explain what Faith and the girls back at the Council House were and who she would be working with. The suits would still have to give the more in-dept speech, but Jessica seemed to be a lot like her and so the short version would do. For now.