Bad moon Rising

Disclaimer: I own nothing, joss owns all the characters in this fic and some of my ideas came from the film Underworld which i also don't own :-(

THE BRONZE - SUNNYDALE

(Buffy's POV)

"Check out slut-o-rama and her disco Dave!" I follow Cordelia's gaze and notice a brunette dancing with a guy who looks like he'd taken fashion advice from Stevie Wonder. Wow! She can dance and there's something about her that seems familiar but I can't put my finger on it. I watch as they head outside and I get up to follow them the scoobs look at me "I don't think that guy thrives on sunshine."

I'm that busy trying to follow her to make sure she's ok that I don't see Scott till it's too late. God can't this guy take a hint! "Scott sorry can't talk just now …I-I gotta go" I call over my shoulder as I race out the door. God awkward much!

I franticly look around but there's no sign of them I hear the Scoobs coming up behind me. I look towards an alleyway as I hear sounds of a struggle, Xander hands me a stake before I'm on the move again. I feel like Wonder Woman as I speed round the corner ready to come to the rescue only to find the brunette making mincemeat of the vamp. I kind of deflate then and stand there shocked as she asks to borrow my stake but before I can answer she's grabbed it off me and staked the vamp. I'm still trying to recover from my brain fart and ask her who she is when I hear Oz say "I'm gonna go out on a limb an say there's a new slayer in town."

"Not quite, my names Faith. And Buffy I need your help."

OUTSIDE BRONZE

(Buffy's POV)

The rest of the guy's have gone back into the bronze cause I wanted to interrogate Faith in private. She needs my help? For some reason that makes me happy ok weirdness I should maybe start speaking now cause she's starting to look uncomfortable. "who and what are you and how do you know who I am? And where did you learn to fight like that?" okay probably too many question at once but at least my brains functioning now. I watch her closely as she answers.

"well my names Faith, which you already know, I'm a Garou, where I come from your practicly famous, I taught myself how to fight, my favourite colours black and I love popcorn." she says with a grin and I can't help but smile back awww she's got dimples! that's sooo cute! Oh my god! where the hell did that thought come from, bad brain bad!

"wait you're a Garou what's a Garou? And I'm famous?" there I go again with the questions. Mouth do you NOT know when to stop!

"you always ask people you meet this many questions B? cause it kinda puts a girl on the spot, you know? A Garou's a type of werewolf and encase you couldn't tell from my accent I'm from good ol Boston home of the sox. And yeah everyone's heard of ya and when I say everyone I mean vamps, demons the usual crowd and the rest of my clan. Your like a rock star, only I thought you'd be taller." I don't know whether to take that as an insult or a weird compliment…..think I'll take the compliment. I can feel her looking me up and down and it makes me feel shy.

"why do you want my help?" she looks around her, she looks nervous.

"I'd rather not talk about it out here is there someplace more private we could talk?"

"I know just the place and there's someone I'd want you to meet". I reply and we walk out into the darkness.