Fic: How Faith Defines a Hero
Title: How Faith Defines a Hero
Author: crayonbreakygal
Fandom: Angel/Buffy
Rating: G
Pairings: Slight Faith/Xander
Summary: Faith has an epiphany while she waits.
Author notes: This is fo winter_of_faith ficathon. It takes place any time after season five of Angel. I barely made it under the wire getting this on here! Yay for me. So no beta. Just a little drabble I've been working on for weeks. As always, I have trouble posting. Not computer savvy. Here it is. Enjoy!
Heroes. Whoever invented that word was crazy. Or full of it. Probably both.
Who would want to be one? Why would you want to be one? How on earth could you ever figure out how to be one?
Welcome to her life. Faith fidgeted in her seat to get comfortable. It was so damn hard for her to sit still for more than five minutes. Other people chatted, conversed with their neighbors, chugged god knows what as they sat and waited.
Faith had no one she could name a hero. Well, once upon a time, she almost felt like she could name Angel a hero. A tragic hero, but a hero nonetheless. Then she found out all the stupid things he had done in Los Angeles to bring down Wolfram & Hart. Stupid dumbass better fit what he did. Heroes didn’t endanger everyone they cared about just to make a point. A couple of demons gone, but evil still existed. All for nothing. No one left to talk about what happened.
Buffy seemed like a hero to her all those many years ago. She fought alongside Faith, staking vampires, ridding the world of evil. Then Faith realized that Buffy was just a girl, just like she was. Flawed, tragic, silly, intelligent girl who just wanted to live. Buffy had led them down some dark alleys, had gotten people killed, had saved even more and had come out of it all alive. For now.
Giles could be considered a hero, a father figure that everyone leaned on, asked questions, and pretty much held everyone together. But hey, even he left Buffy high and dry that one time. He also had that bad boy image.
Willow? Trying to blow up the world?
A few pieces of popcorn landed in her lap as she sat with her chin on her hand. She hadn’t even heard him approach. Too busy contemplating why everyone she knew had done something really bad, including herself.
“Hope you like extra butter?” Xander said as he handed her the mega soda she had wanted.
The bucket of greasy popcorn looked as if it could feed a family of four. It was just the two of them, waiting for the damn movie to start.
“Now why did you bring me here?” she asked him.
Xander turned to her, smirked a little, and crammed a handful of popcorn just so as to not answer her question. He pointed to the screen as the lights went down. Show time!
That was when Faith got it. Her version of hero was too narrowly defined. A hero was one who showed up, fought the good fight, and lived to see another day. The man sitting next to her fit the bill to a T. Xander had survived everything thrown at him.
Heroes didn’t necessarily have super powers, didn’t always win the day, but they made a difference in this world. Xander had made a difference in her world. That made him a hero in her eyes.
The movie had already started by the time the light bulb had gone off in her head. Xander smiled as he watched the screen, linking his hand with hers without so much as a glance her way.
Author: crayonbreakygal
Fandom: Angel/Buffy
Rating: G
Pairings: Slight Faith/Xander
Summary: Faith has an epiphany while she waits.
Author notes: This is fo winter_of_faith ficathon. It takes place any time after season five of Angel. I barely made it under the wire getting this on here! Yay for me. So no beta. Just a little drabble I've been working on for weeks. As always, I have trouble posting. Not computer savvy. Here it is. Enjoy!
Heroes. Whoever invented that word was crazy. Or full of it. Probably both.
Who would want to be one? Why would you want to be one? How on earth could you ever figure out how to be one?
Welcome to her life. Faith fidgeted in her seat to get comfortable. It was so damn hard for her to sit still for more than five minutes. Other people chatted, conversed with their neighbors, chugged god knows what as they sat and waited.
Faith had no one she could name a hero. Well, once upon a time, she almost felt like she could name Angel a hero. A tragic hero, but a hero nonetheless. Then she found out all the stupid things he had done in Los Angeles to bring down Wolfram & Hart. Stupid dumbass better fit what he did. Heroes didn’t endanger everyone they cared about just to make a point. A couple of demons gone, but evil still existed. All for nothing. No one left to talk about what happened.
Buffy seemed like a hero to her all those many years ago. She fought alongside Faith, staking vampires, ridding the world of evil. Then Faith realized that Buffy was just a girl, just like she was. Flawed, tragic, silly, intelligent girl who just wanted to live. Buffy had led them down some dark alleys, had gotten people killed, had saved even more and had come out of it all alive. For now.
Giles could be considered a hero, a father figure that everyone leaned on, asked questions, and pretty much held everyone together. But hey, even he left Buffy high and dry that one time. He also had that bad boy image.
Willow? Trying to blow up the world?
A few pieces of popcorn landed in her lap as she sat with her chin on her hand. She hadn’t even heard him approach. Too busy contemplating why everyone she knew had done something really bad, including herself.
“Hope you like extra butter?” Xander said as he handed her the mega soda she had wanted.
The bucket of greasy popcorn looked as if it could feed a family of four. It was just the two of them, waiting for the damn movie to start.
“Now why did you bring me here?” she asked him.
Xander turned to her, smirked a little, and crammed a handful of popcorn just so as to not answer her question. He pointed to the screen as the lights went down. Show time!
That was when Faith got it. Her version of hero was too narrowly defined. A hero was one who showed up, fought the good fight, and lived to see another day. The man sitting next to her fit the bill to a T. Xander had survived everything thrown at him.
Heroes didn’t necessarily have super powers, didn’t always win the day, but they made a difference in this world. Xander had made a difference in her world. That made him a hero in her eyes.
The movie had already started by the time the light bulb had gone off in her head. Xander smiled as he watched the screen, linking his hand with hers without so much as a glance her way.