Use your words to encourage and motivate her, while making sure she is not overconfident (11 votes)

For this story, I'm going to be telling most of the parts from 1st person, either Buffy or Faith. This part is from Buffy's POV.

It's weird to be back in Sunnydale.

Mom's taking things...I'm not sure how to put it. When I learned vampires were real it ended up with me in an insane asylum. And I'm the Slayer, Mom's just a mom.

I was hoping things would work out better with my friends. It started okay with Xander. Well, not okay. Walking up behind him thinking he was a vampire, only for him to think I was the vampire, was not the best meet up I could expect. Though I will admit, his attack was surprisingly good, even if he should make sure at who he is stabbing at. That's a good way to get an innocent person killed. That's why such things should be left to Slayers who would never make such a mistake."

"Didn't anyone warn you about playing with pointy stick," I told him. "It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye."

"You shouldn't sneak up on people like that," he said taking a few steps back. "Jeez, Buff, though if you want to see a less pointy stick that is fun and games, I could show you later."

Classic Xander. Great start to being back. Except then a vampire burst into the alley and it was not a great first impression on the rest of the group.

-

"So, you're going to be training me now," I told him when we met up at the library. "Nighthawk."

"Hah, calm your tits," he said, laughing off the fun I was having with his code name. "Yes, we should get started."

There was a brief part of me that wanted to ask why he was training me and not Giles. But that was silly. Xander was the Slayer trainer. It was so obvious it didn't really need any further discussion.

As far as training, it was pretty normal, but felt a little more effective. He had this effective technique were he'd try and throw me off my game. I'd do a good kick and he'd comment on my ass. Punches would lead to him remarking about how good my tits looked. At one point when I put my hands on knees he said if I stayed in that position he'd just fuck me.

It was good motivation. Some quality Xander jokes, mixed in with making sure I didn't get distracted while keeping me working. With him training me, what did I have to fear?

Well, having to deal with the fallout of having run away from Sunnydale. He couldn't train me for that.

-

Dead Man's Party

The party did not go well.

"I'm sorry, but not everything decides to jump on a greyhound because they got slutty with their boyfriend."

"Slutty? You and Cordelia are practically humping each other in my house."

"Yes, at a party. What kind of twisted bitch gets turned on by almost being killed in a vampire ambush and thrown off a dock," Xander told me. "I mean that's certainly got be a record for circumstances to give up your cherry."

I opened my mouth to respond, but actually that was kind of a good point. It was weird that we'd gone back to Angel's place and had sex while the world was potentially about to end.

"Wait, you were still a virgin?" my Mom asked. We all shot her a look. "Sorry, go on."

"I think I'm going to step in and be referee guy," Oz said as he moved between us.

"No, let them go. Xander is the one who might be able to make it clear to Buffy what a thoughtless bitch she was," Willow said bluntly. "Maybe some **** will..."

At that moment the windows were smashed in as zombies assaulted the house.

"I was being sarcastic."

I quickly looked around. "Xander, kitchen."

"I got your hot ass covered!" he said as he rushed off.

All in all, a failure of a party. But getting back to fighting things is what bonded us as a group.