Story by Chris Cook
Written by Faith730 and Chris Cook
Produced and Directed by Chris Cook and CN Winters
Edited by DragonWriter17
Sound by CSR
Art Direction by Chris Cook
Artists – Chris Cook, David Zahir, Robert Kidman, Sarah, Humaira, CN Winters
Slayer Dorm Hallway – Night
Xander and Vi crept through the doorway of the slayers dorms. The hallway was silent. Vi quickly closed the door behind them and led the way down the hall.
They stopped at the Vi’s door, and she turned to face him with a smile. "I had a really great time, Xander."
"Me too," he replied, returning her smile.
"I’d invite you in," Vi said, looking towards the door. "But…"
"You’re afraid I’m an evil shape-shifting demon trying to impregnate you with my hell spawn."
"That, and my roommate’s probably asleep."
"I don’t think she’d mind," Xander said with a grin.
Vi smiled back, but shook her head. Suddenly, he grabbed his left temple. "I…I’m having a vision."
Vi quickly closed the gap between them and grabbed his shoulder. "Oh god, what is it?"
Xander turned and looked into her eyes. He smiled and said, "In ten seconds, I’m going to kiss you."
Xander’s grin spread to Vi’s face. She pulled a strand of hair away from her face. "Is that so? That’s quite a gift you’ve got there."
He nodded. "Yes, it is. 3…2…1…" He leaned in and kissed her. Vi returned the favor, placing her arms around his neck. They pushed against the door with a soft thud. Without looking, Vi grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open.
They made for the bed without bothering to close the door. The room was completely dark. Vi pulled away from the kiss and clapped her hands together. The lights flicked on. She smiled and reached for her cap.
Xander grabbed her hand. "No, leave it on."
She smiled, and they began kissing again. Xander clapped his hands together sending the room to darkness once more.
"Do you mind?" exclaimed a voice, originating from the other side of the room. The owner of the voice clapped her hands together. The lights flickered on to reveal Vi’s roommate, scantily dressed in a very revealing negligee. She sauntered over and shoved Vi off the side of the bed. "I’m the only one who’s going to be having sex with Xander tonight."
Vi, who was now dressed in her own seductive attire, pushed her roommate away from Xander. "Back off, he’s mine!"
Xander stood up and moved between the two girls. "Ladies please. There’s enough of me to go around." They each backed down, apparently seeing the wisdom in Xander’s words. However, the tentative peace was quickly shattered when Vi’s roommate muttered, "I would have won."
Vi launched herself at her roommate, renewing the brawl. They landed in a pit of mud. Xander shrugged and backed up a few paces to a row of movie-theater style seats. He sat down next to Andrew, who offered him a bag of popcorn. "Try the 3-D glasses," Andrew said, holding out a pair for him.
Xander put on the glasses. "Wow, it really jumps out at you."
The audience yelled in excitement, and a loud muddy slap could be heard. Andrew and Xander ducked as a stream of mud soared above their heads and hit a sign that read, "First three rows: SPLASH ZONE."
Willow strolled down the aisle and took a seat next to Xander. "Hey Xander."
Xander shushed her.
"Will, I heard you, but I’m kind of busy right now."
Council Kitchen – Same Time
"What?!" Xander said, sitting up abruptly. Willow and Vi looked on as he wiped some drool from his mouth. "I...uh...sorry, I must have fallen asleep."
"Really?" Willow said with an amused smiled. "What were you dreaming about?"
"It...um...you…I don’t remember."
Willow shot Vi a wicked grin. "Whatever you say. Well, I’ll see you two later. Ro’s expecting me." With that, Willow disappeared through the kitchen door.
Vi took a seat next to Xander, and the two of them shared an awkward silence.
Xander finally broke the silence. "So, how have you been?"
"Good," Vi said, avoiding his eye line.
"That’s good," he said, not looking at her either. "I haven’t seen you much in the last few days."
"Yeah, things have been hectic. Ever since Faith got back, she’s been a bit…off."
"I can’t think of any other way to describe it. Kennedy and I have had to step up." She fidgeted in her seat. "Give her time to adjust after what happened."
They shared another moment of silence, before both attempted to speak at the same time.
"I was thinking…"
"Maybe if we…"
Xander suppressed a grin. "Go ahead, what were you saying?"
Vi took a deep breath. "I have feelings for you." Xander smiled. "But, every time it seems like you want to start something with me, you bring up her."
"Yes. So I need you to make a choice. Do you want to be with her or me?"
Xander blinked at the question. "I…I don’t know."
Vi got up and left without a word.
Xander put his head in his hands. "Wonderful. And the horrible night award goes to…"
Faith and Robin’s Suite – Same Time
Faith stared at the ceiling as she listened to Robin’s light snoring. Her eyes were beet red, with large bags exaggerating her already pale face.
Robin let out a soft moan and rolled over onto his stomach. Faith looked over, expressionless, before turning toward the alarm clock on the mantel adjacent to their bed. The clock read 2:47.
Faith slowly rolled onto her side and off the bed. She quickly gathered her clothes and headed out of the bedroom.
Locker Room – Moments Later
Faith crept into the locker room and moved to the last row of lockers. She found hers quickly and pulled out a set of wrist wraps. She sat on a nearby bench and slowly wrapped the supports around her wrists.
Once the task was completed, she got up and moved toward the door.
Slayer Training Room – Seconds later
Faith entered the main training room, where the pre-dawn patrol shift were doing their warm-up exercises. She walked by without a glance at them. She moved past them like a ghost, heading for the corridor to the weight room.
The room was dark, illuminated only by moonlight seeping in through the large bay windows along the north wall. Faith walked in, leaving the lights off, and moved towards a row of punching bags which were suspended form the ceiling.
Faith wasted no time immediately attacking the nearest bag. She began with several slow jabs, each more forceful than the one before it. The bag jerked violently with each strike as she moved about it, speeding up her pace. Rage overtook her, and she began a series of reverse punches. She increased her pace, striking the bag with almost impossible force, all the while screaming in frustration and anger.
Finally, the chain holding the bag gave way, and it flew across the room, colliding with the east wall. Faith looked on as it fell to the floor with a loud thud. She wiped the sweat from her brow and began to untie the wraps.
Her gaze caught the next punching bag in the row. She looked down at her wrists and quickly retightened the wraps. Once they were secured, she moved to the second bag and continued to let out her aggression.
Across the room Robin stood in the doorway watching her.
End of Teaser
Onto Act One