Some people don't want saving - Faith - Open

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Faith had been dealing with anger issues since forever it was not as terrible has it had been before and she had not tried to kill every of her friends or innocent people. She could still feel the anger inside of her, but it was not like it had been before. She felt like she could not control it, or at least control some part of it. But she could have understood where Kipp was coming from if she only took the time to listen to him or well make him talk so that she could listen to him. But of course she was unable to do this. Faith could rarely see the things that were right in front of her. she usually didn’t want to see them.


And right now the only thing she could see Kipp as was an asshole he was in need of being taught a lesson. It was one thing to say you were evil but he had no idea what things could easily come after him for presenting to be evil. Just to prove to him that he really was not as evil as he wanted them to believe he was. While he was not human, she doubted he really was that evil, had he been he would have tried to attack her a long time ago and not warn her about it. Sounded more like he was all talk and not a whole lot of action.


“please don’t.” Faith asked of him. She had never really been part of the romantic crowd. She didn’t do romance or date or love or anything of those things, she didn’t care about them or at least she like to think that she didn’t care but really she kind of did. She didn’t want someone to go all out on a date because that would clearly be too much but just a little bit was always fun.


“you really don’t know the first thing about me because if you did, you would not worry so much about my nails, and you would worry more about getting your ass kicked.” Faith was sure of herself and she was sure that he had nothing on her. “yeah yeah I get it you are evil…” she told him with a roll of her eyes. Who was he trying to impress with this whole evil thing?




When her fist hit his face, Faith could not help but smirk. He might have gotten the first hand on her but really she had the upper hand on him. “wait is this it?” She asked him. “You are backing up on me now? And there I though you were evil and all of that evil stuff…” She asked mocking him.

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[Kipp Lawrence Xavier]

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Since becoming a werewolf, Kipp has never seemed to be able to have a somewhat normal conversation, without adding violence to the mix. He and the girl seemed as if, they were never going to be able to get along; or even see eye to eye, they both were as stubborn as each other, both were impulsive and quickly angered, and Kipp knew all too well that when you put, two of those traits together, it created something of thunder and fiery. He and the girl were like two bulls, neither of these two bulls, seemed like that would be backing down, they both had something to prove, and as for Kipp—he was determined to convince the girl, before the night was up, that he should never be around people.

“Really,” Kipp said continue to make fun of the girl, although really he more wanted to mock that type of guy who went all out, and who did read poetry to some unlucky girl, Kipp definitely wasn’t going to start doing that anytime soon. “Not even if I spoke poetry to you, in this accent?” He said continuing to tease everything that a prince charming was, using his accent to do so.

Kipp was convinced that neither of them were going to be getting along, however that was until he saw how strong the girl actually was, his nose was still hurting from that one punch, it was impressive to see such a strike on a small girl, although in Kipp’s defense, hitting the nose would make anybody cry. Still he wasn’t about to give up yet, he still had fight left and determined to teach the stubborn girl a lesson, Kipp was testing her, making sure that she didn’t let her guard slip.

“Well obviously neither of us will be agreeing, anytime soon.” Kipp said, thrusting his hand further out, to indicate agitatedly, and slightly awkward, honestly this was something new for him, this handshake was taking everything polite trait that he had—what little that was.

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Looking at Kipp was almost like looking into a mirror and once she would finally take the time to really look at him, Faith could actually calm down because then she would be able to see that he was just like she had been before. That he hated himself so much that he made sure that everyone else hated him as well. it made things so much easier when everyone around you didn’t want to be around you. It was easier to force them away than to see the disappointment in their faces once they realized just how insane you really were. And it was easier to push people away than have them leave you. This to her was the hardest thing. Having people leave her. her fear of abandonment was real but she didn’t want anyone to know about it. She didn`t want them to see her as someone who was weak. And of course she didn’t want them to use it against her if they were given the chance.



Faith could not help but roll her eyes. ‘’I really don’t get what type of point you are trying to prove here. That does not work on me. Hell I think it only works on high school girls…’’ but then again even when she had been in high school this would not have worked on her. she had never been really part of the girls who went after the good guys who gave you flowers she usually went after the bad guys who rode motorcycle. This was more her thing.

Of course when people looked at Faith they never really thought she was as strong as she was. It was mostly the same thing for all the slayers. They all looked so small but really when you were in a fight with any of them, your chances of not getting hurt were between slim and none. It was who they were, fighters. She looked at Kipp wondering what his next move was going to be. She didn’t know if this would be enough, part of her didn’t think it could be it. But maybe really it was all talk and no action.

Faith could not help but raise an eyebrow when she looked at him and saw him extending his hand at her. she was wondering if this was a tactic, but at the same time if he was trying to get to her again, she was pretty sure that she could hold her own. So she took his hand into hers but at the same time she made sure that her guard was still up.

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[Kipp Lawrence Xavier]

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Unlike some who acted in such a way that he did, Kipp didn’t have a fear of abandonment. He just simply despised himself, for all that he had done, because of everybody who has gotten hurt because of him, he knew why he wasn’t able to be around people, and the reason had been seared into his head. No matter how somebody tried convincing him otherwise, Kipp knew that he couldn’t afford to listen, and as much as it hurt at times he knew, that he especially was never to allow himself to get close to somebody. There was nobody on the planet that would be able to convince him otherwise, he was a monster—a beast, and something of pure evil, it was the reason why Kipp was so determined to fight with Faith, he didn’t really care if there was a possibility of her being stronger.

“You can’t blame me for trying; you’re easily mistakeable for that type of girl.” Kipp said shrugging casually; he was lying because he could see that she obviously, was the type to get hung up over a guy, but she was a lot like he was—not that he would ever admit to that, they both were seeming to be very stubborn and quite frankly, Kipp was finding it difficult to get her to hate him; just like everybody else did.

She was definitely stronger then he had first believed her to be, she may have been small and very petite, but there was no doubt about it; the girl could punch. Kipp with this realisation of her being able to fight made him that much more determined to continue fighting with her, for nothing else but for his own punishment, as he still thought that was the only thing he deserved; because of everything he had done.

“Now mind telling me your name, baby?” Kipp asked shaking her hand, he also had a plan, he always did and as soon as he finished speaking. Kipp in an attempt to gain the upper hand, and while still holding the girls and tried to spin to her back, where he would wrap her own arm around her neck, using her elbow as a modified choke.

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Self hated was something that Faith understood far too well. For her it had all started when she had accidently killed a man, she had been reckless and not though about what she was doing, she had not double checked to make sure that he was in fact a vampire that he was a human and from there things had went downhilled. She often wondered what could have been, would she have been different had she not killed that man during that night? Maybe she would not have hated herself so much, maybe she would have been part of the scoobies fast and not helped the mayor, most likely she would not have ended up in a coma and she would not have tried to kill Buffy, she would not have gone to jail. She would be a completely different person. She as unsure how good this was.


“yeah sure I’m totally the type of girl who spends hours getting ready in the hopes her prince charming will come and take her on his horse or something like that.” She said with a scoff. Really he had to be doing this on purpose, he was just trying to make her mad and really it was working. She hated the way some people got under her skin and he was part of it now and he was doing it with such ease which could only pissed her off more.



Faith had figured that once he had realized that he could not fight with her and win, he would have stopped and move on but apparently that was not what he had in mind. No instead he kept on fighting her. He had to know there was no way he was going to win right? or maybe he just needed to really get hit hard to really stop. Faith didn’t believe he just wanted to exchange pleasantries right now so she kept on her guard still but clearly her guard had not been as up as she would have wanted it.


“Faith.” She told him before she felt herself being spine around and her arm was wrapped around her neck tightly. Not tight enough to prevent her from breaking but tight enough to make it really uncomfortable to do so. He was strong, clearly not human. “what are you?” she hissed through her clench teeth waiting for an answer from him, wanting to know what he really was.

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[Kipp Lawrence Xavier]

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Some people, the Romeo’s and other romantics believed love, to be the strongest emotion. These people were only lying to themselves, because Kipp like the girl in front of him knew otherwise, they could very well be the only two people, whose eyes were opened to the truth. It was in fact hate that was a far stronger emotion then love; it’s what drove people to madness and in some cases to kill, it was what drove Kipp to be so resolute to want to fight with the girl, and he assumed this was also the reason, why she felt anger toward him.

One thing Kipp did like though was how easy he was able to get to her. Unlike others like Lilly-Beth and Ruby, who he wasn’t able to get at, this was far too easy and now as time went on he didn’t even have to try too much, Kipp was relying on that she wasn’t able to keep her cool. He needed this, because as much as he was able to get a rise from her, he would get her to hate him that much more, this was his end game so as long as she agreed to fight with him, Kipp knew that no matter if she was stronger, that he was actually winning. “You just don’t want to admit it; it’s only natural that you want a prince charming to find you. Doesn’t everybody?” Kipp spoke with perhaps a tone that was a little too casual; almost as if he was telling the girl that she was lying to herself, his entire plan was now, was to keep poking and prodding at her until she hates him, as much as he hated himself.

The girl was strong, stronger than he had anticipated. Kipp was only barely able to hold the girl’s arm in place. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to keep on for much longer, “Well Faith, it’s nice to meet you I’m Kipp.” He stated a whisper in her ear, knowing that Faith will be able to break from the choke at any second, he was going to use whatever time he had, to hopefully anger her more. “I don’t you Faith.” Kipp said, continuing to try and make the girl angrier then she already was, “I’m a monster.”

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Hate was something that Faith understood all too well, something she had felt far too often. It had seemed like for the longest time it had been the only emotion she had allowed herself to fill. The hate she had felt for Buffy when she had woken up from her Coma had been so strong that it had blinded her. but it had never been as strong as the hate she felt for her ownself. Nothing was as strong as that. It had been here downfall and had Angel not decided to help her it would have been the reason why she would have meet her end. Thankfully this was not the case anymore.
One thing that had never changed about Faith and that would most likely never change was how short her fuse was. She had never been really good at keeping her cool and being all calm and collected. It was not part of who she was. It didn’t take much before people started to get under her skin and well Kipp had find the way under hers fast and apparently was not going anywhere. Whatever it was going to be his problem because now he was going to have to deal with her. Faith laughed. “so by everyone you are including yourself?” she asked him. “because sorry but you are not going to find your prince charming here.” She warned him “you might want to try some other avenue that do not include a cemetery…”

“Wish I could say it was nice to meet you to but that would be lying.” She hissed before breaking the hold he had on her and turned around to watch him. “you are no monster you only wish you were one and I don’t understand why.” She told him crossing her arms over her chest almost as if she was telling him she was not going to fight him anymore. “if you were a monster you would have tried to kill me which you have yet to try. You want to be a monster but you are nowhere close to being one…” she told him. “what is up with that?” To Faith this didn’t make sense and now she was ready to get to the bottom of this and figure out what was going on inside of his mind.

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Kipp didn’t understand people, and he really didn’t know why there was some who refused to hate him. He knew Faith though struggle as she may, wanted with everything she could muster to hate him. He wanted her too, because in turn it would be easier to loathe everything that he was, and the beast within him. He didn’t know anything other, then what he was trying to cause in people, he was evil and there was nobody alive that would make him question otherwise. He was an animal and one that was the definition of hate; you didn’t need to do your research to know that. People—normal people were designed to hate what he was, so why was it that Faith refused to despise what he was.

Even still Kipp was an obdurate and determined individual; he knew it was only a matter of time before he was able to succeed. Faith may be good and she might seem like the better person between them. But he still wasn’t going to fail; he couldn’t because failing wasn’t an option for him. “No, not me what a stupid question that is. Of course I’m not even a person I’ve got so many demons in me.” Kipp said scolding her. In reality though it seemed to be only him, who was rapidly becoming more irate, but given time he hoped he would be able to change her view of him. “Thanks for the tip, why don’t you listen to your own advice.” He stated.

Kipp wasn’t stunned that she was able to break his hold; Faith did seem like a strong albeit tiny girl. “There you see, that’s the spirit, what can I say except for that I’m a dick.” Kipp said with apparent amusement in his apathetic tone. It wasn’t much, but Faith wasn’t giving him much he still had some hope—her snarky statement had given him that hope. “If I am no monster, then how come I have killed?”

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