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Summary: A trained professional was Called.

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Chapter One

TITLE: The Professional……Slayer
AUTHOR: Demona
SUMMARY: A trained professional was Called.
NOTES: Set after “Chosen”, Fourth Entry in the August Fic-A-Day Challenge at Twisted Shorts
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and/or Angel the Series, they belong to Fox, the WB/UPN, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. The characters of The Professional belong to Columbia Pictures, Luc Besson, et al. The ideas and concepts in this story are mine entirely. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.

August 4th

Faith’s POV

The girl moved through her routine with only a hint of awareness of her current situation. Her mind was clearly thousands of miles away, probably reliving the hell we had found her in. We had arrived too late to help Angel with his battle against the Circle, against Wolfram and Hart, against the Senior Partners. It was ending as we raced, jumping demon carcasses and a dragon wing, into the dark alley behind the Hyperion.

She was beauty in motion – Death personified – in the middle of a war zone. She was a Slayer, one we had apparently missed in our search. It was odd to find a Slayer in Angel’s crew, especially after the incident with Andrew and the new Council. But there she was, in her element, and fully aware of what she was. We stood, a team of Slayers and a few witches, and watched as she calmly ripped the head off of the last demon in the alley. Her blue-haired companion smiled in appreciation.

This young woman was one of two survivors of the fight. Angel and Spike never returned, and it would’ve been difficult to identify their ashes in the demon remains. The other survivor, Illyria, didn’t wander too far from the girl. She stood – unnaturally still – off to the side of the mats, just watching the workouts, as she always did. They had a weird understanding between them. Willow had asked Illyria why she bore such a striking resemblance to Fred. I had noticed it too, but it couldn’t have been the same person. Illyria’s brief, and agitated, reply was that Fred had died with Wesley. It was all she would speak of either.

Illyria referred to our newest addition as Mathilda, which was the only reason we knew her name. Mathilda hardly spoke and when she did, most wished she hadn’t. Surprisingly Illyria also told us that Mathilda had come into Angel’s circle, via Wolfram and Hart. She had been a resource of Wolfram & Hart’s before I had been recruited. And when I failed she had been brought in. She had been given the job of killing Angel, but somehow he managed to convince her to switch sides and join his fight. And she had stayed with him, before she was a Slayer, and after when she was activated during our battle with the First.

Buffy was extremely bothered by the fact that a killer had been Called. Mathilda killed with such precision and emotional detachment it was disconcerting. Her skills, before entering our training, clearly surpassed all the Slayers, including those that had been Potentials in Sunnydale. To be fair, she could probably kill B and I in a fight.

And now she was in our care. It wasn’t a surprise that B didn’t want her anywhere near me.
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