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Chapter 2

" Ahhhh... what the hell?" Faith's voice broke the silence as she slowly woke from sleep. She shielded her eyes against the sun, which seemed to burn through the wooded glen she found herself in. She realized she couldn't remember anything about last night; it was if a fog had descended on her mind. She felt confused and somewhat blown away.

As she looked around, she noticed another startling fact: She was naked as a newborn babe. Wide-eyed, she gasped, and tried to cover her more erogenous zones, with little real success. She realized that she must've passed out during some more intense partying that started last night. But waking up in the woods butt naked was more than unexpected. " Just what the hell did I do last night?" she asked herself.
It was Thursday, and Faith realized she had to meet Oz at Sunnydale high sometime this morning. " Not before I get cleaned up and ... dressed." Faith had a wild streak in her, but it didn't extend to showing up at a school naked.She had to hurry, she knew that. But her mind was barely up to speed, and her body was moving even slower. "I really don't need this right now" she cursed to herself.
Forcing herself to move, she felt a stitch in her side. Inspecting herself, she saw she had cuts and bruises all over herself, and a really nasty looking wound in her side. "What the fuck? Was I fighting, too? Shit, this is so bogus!" She inspected herself more carefully, but didn't find anything else out of the normal, except that she's filthy. " Forget this, gotta get home and get cleaned up pronto. Figure it out later."
She forced herself to her feet, wincing a little, and stretched, trying to limber up. It occurred to her suddenly that someone might see her in the altogether, and a sudden rush of modesty hit her. Sneaking into the bushes, she made her way out of the forest, towards home.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in Sunnydale, Willow and her parents are finishing up breakfast.
" Willow? Are you sure you're alright?" Sheila Rosenberg, her mother, asked. " Maybe I should phone your teachers, and then take you to the doctor."
" Mom! I'm fine now. I just had a stomach cramp. No big. "
" Sweetie, are you sure?" Ira Rosenberg, her father , queried, " After all, last night you sounded pretty bad." Ira was concerned. Willow was the sparkle in his eye, and he didn't want anything to happen to her.
" No, no, I'm fine, Daddy, Really. I am!" Willow protested as she stood to clear her place. Taking her dishes, she walks into the kitchen.
Sheila and Ira exchange a furtive glance.
" Do you think she suspects anything?" Ira asked, worriedly. He didn't like what was happening.
" Of course not, Ira! How could she know?" Sheila replied, " She probably just had an upset stomach."
" I'm outta here, guys," Willow calls from the front door as she leaves for school.
" Have a nice day, Sweetheart," Ira responds.
" Bye, Honey," Her mother calls out.
Still feeling a little queasy, but a lot better than last night, Willow headed for school.
When she hit the main campus, Willow made a dash for the library. She had to talk to Buffy about last night, and hoped to catch her before class. She found Buffy in the library consulting with Mr. Giles, the school librarian who is also her mentor and watcher. Both looked up as Willow entered the library, and greeted her warmly.
" Ah, Willow, I'm glad you made it. I was just talking to Buffy about what occurred last evening," Mr. Giles turned to Willow, focusing on her, " I really rather need to find out more about what happened."
" Of course, Giles," Willow, a little puzzled at his interest, replied, " What do you want to know?"
" Well, you know I'm always concerned about you girls. It just sounded a little serious, from what Buffy told me. " Giles moves closer to Willow. " Do you remember what time the pains came on?"

" Yeah, I guess, "Willow says, puzzled. " I think it was around midnight."
" Indeed." Giles replied, looking thoughtful. Hmmm� it was a couple of hours after she ate the pizza.
" Willow, tell him what you told me?" Buffy asks, " I mean, you know�"
" Well, yeah, just that I've had like bad reactions to pizza before, but last night was a real doozy. Got all achy and felt a little feverish, and vomited. Don't remember that happening before�"
Giles and Buffy exchange a look. " Was there anything else? Anything odd about this occurrence?" Giles queried.
" Yeah, I guess. I remember this just kind of hit me all of a sudden. Usually, when I get sick from pizza, I get a little warning about it. I get feeling kinda punk first�" Willow looked from Giles to Buffy. " Hey, what's the sitch, anyway? You guys are beginning to scare me here. Why the 20 questions?"
Buffy walks over to Willow. " I'm sorry, Will. It's my fault. I just got really worried about you last night. I didn't sleep too good. I guess I'm just scared it might be something more, so I told Giles, thinking maybe he'd know something�"
Willow looked at Buffy, and smiles." You big goof. I just had stomach cramps, is all. And probably those anchovies on my side went bad. Gosh, Buffy, I'm not going to pull a Camille on you and die or nothing" She throws her arm around her best friend's shoulder and gives her a hug. Buffy, embarrassed, but loving the hug, blushed.
" I'm sure that's it," Giles, sensing that Willow might start putting two and two together, interrupted the girls. He looks at his watch. " Dear me, look at the time. Willow, Buffy, you might want to head to class. We don't want you to be late... you know how Mr. Snyder is about tardiness..."
Buffy and Willow look at the man who has been more than a mentor to them, and they smile. Buffy had more questions. She saw the expression on Giles' face, however, and thought better of it. Leading the way, with Willow in tow, she left the library for class.

Alone, Giles could only wonder at what the two were thinking. He headed for his office, lost in thought. Sitting behind his desk, he picked up the phone and made a call... to a very familiar associate.

Dr. Walsh was catching up on paperwork when her phone rang. It was the official line to the Sunnydale venue.
" Dr.Walsh speaking."
" Dr. Walsh, it's me, Giles. Do you have a minute?"
Dr. Walsh took note of the slightly urgent note in his voice.
" Go ahead, Mr. Giles. What do you have to report?"
" I have some disturbing news. I believe the current test subjects may become aware of their uniqueness " Giles sounded more than a little panicky.
Dr. Walsh found her interest piqued. However, she pretended to be dumbfounded by Giles' news.
" Really, Mr. Giles? How so? What makes you think they may be aware?"
" I was speaking with Buffy in the library when Willow came in. She told me Willow became very ill last night. When I probed Willow on it a little later, I found out that she had her attack just about the time the handlers were releasing her mate into the woods. Her pains almost coincide with their fighting off the panther's attack. I believe that definitely establishes a psychic link between them. If they ever happen to talk about it, or somehow Willow finds out about that � she was already sounding a little suspicious�"
For a long moment, Marguerite Walsh sat back in her chair, taking in what Giles had told her. Was it possible, she wondered, if the subjects were becoming aware? Did they understand their purpose, as breeders? If so, was sexual maturity coming on them? Being a person who believes in keeping her own counsel, she kept those questions to herself... for now.
" Just keep an eye on them for the moment, Mr. Giles. Let's see if they become aware of who they are, and what their purpose is. If so, they can come to you with questions. I know they've become rather fond of you, especially Buffy. You can use that to learn exactly what they know, and to keep tabs on them. There's no need to jump the gun, I don't believe. Understood?"
" I understand. I'll keep you posted of the situation as things develop," Giles replied, as he heard the phone call ended from the other end. Sitting back in his chair, he could only speculate on his next move.

It was lunchtime when Faith walked into middle campus. Dressed casually in jeans, sneakers and a white undershirt/tank top, she looked around for her cousin, Oz. Her tummy was telling her she was famished, and her mouth was drier than dust. She spotted a water fountain and made a beeline for it. Still feeling dazed and confused from this morning, SHe was just starting to bend over to drink when she noticed a tallish, cool brunette strut up to the fountain.
Cordelia Chase was dressed to the nines, per usual. Fashion was her passion, and she was tres elegant. Her hair in a half do, she looked like she stepped off the pages of Vanity Fair. Cordelia ruled this campus. She and her pack, known simply as " The Cordettes" set the tone, fashion and coolness factor at Sunnydale High. She was the Queen of Sunnydale high, and she had the vanity plates on her car to prove it. She was jonesing for a drink of water; after all, being Queen was thirsty work. She was just approaching the water fountain when some little proto slut had the nerve to cut in front of her. Well, we'll put little miss trailer trash in her place!
"Well, well, well, I guess being such a lowlife's thirsty work, isn't it" Cordy sneered.
Faith , having finished, straightened up, giving the brunette the once over. She knew this one. She was new in Sunnydale, but Oz had described a certain snotty brunette often enough for her to be unmistakable. Striking an 'tude, she smirked at Cordy and said, " back off, Sweetheart. Don't get your Victoria Secret's in a meltdown, ok? Cuz, I was just about to give you the fountain, your Haughtiness". Making an elaborate bow, she waved Cordelia into her place.
Cordelia was about to go at the little slut both barrels when she bit back her words. Something about this girl aroused a familiarity in her, as if there was a connection between them. " Yeah, me and the Queen of the projects here got so much in common, " she tried to dismiss the feeling , but couldn't. Cordelia knew somehow that things weren't as they seemed, and it bothered her. She's new here. I wonder if she's a� Cordelia decides to test her, watch her reaction.
" I'm betting you're one of those Freakazoids always meeting in library. Aren't you?"
Faith is taken a little by surprise. " What the hell is she talking about?" she thinks.
" Like, huh?" Faith rejoins, " whatta ya mean, Freakazoid, Cordelia?" Faith emphasizes every syllable of her name.
It's Cordy's turn to be surprised. " You know me, Freak?"
" Yeah, well my cousin goes to this school. Oz... maybe you know him? Nawww, you'd have to be cool to know him. Anyway, he told me all about you, Cordelia, How you're the Wicked Bitch of Sunnydale High."
Cordelia is a little flustered, but doesn't let on. " Shoulda smelled it on you. If you're related to Oz? Yeah, you're one of the freaks. Anyway, if you wanna find Oz, he's probably in the library with Mr. Giles, that creepy librarian. Go to the end of the hall, make a left and go to the end. Can't miss it."
" Gee... thanks, I guess," Faith gives Cordelia a slightly hostile and puzzled glance, then turns to go. She puzzled over what Cordy said." Freakazoid? What the hell was that? What's her deal?" For a moment, she thought to ask her, but then shrugged. She needed to find Oz.
Both go their separate ways. Neither one noticed the man watching them from the shadows. Stepping out, he starts to follow Cordelia.

Cordelia was making her way to the cafeteria when her erstwhile boyfriend Xander ambushed her outside the doors. Surprised, she felt his tight, vice-like grip on her arm. She stared at him, frightened.
"Xander? What're you doing here?"

" We need to talk," Xander said, his voice cool. " Shall we?" It wasn't a question.
Pulling her away from the few remaining kids at lunch, Xander drags her over to an isolated spot. Pinning her to a wall, he glares at her.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Blow our cover?"
" Oh yeah, that's exactly what I wanna do, " Cordelia mocked, " So just let me go, and I'll go do that right now!" She tries to shake him off, but he only grips her tighter.
" You're not going anywhere, babe, til we've had our chat!"
" Let me go, Xander! You're hurting me!"
" Not until you tell me what you were talking to Faith about." Xander squeezed her arm tighter. " What'd you tell her?"
" I told her where the other freaks meet, in the library," Cordy sputters. Getting a shot of courage, she confronts Xander. " You tell me to keep an eye on the freaks, and then, when I do, you start �!"
Xander looks at her, and starts to chuckle. It's a low, quiet chuckle, and it's very unpleasant. He grabs both of her hands, and holds her still.
" Shut up, bitch! You're starting to forget you're one of the mutants, too. I'm only playing at being your boyfriend for cover. You think I like touching a dirty, skanky hybrid like you? But I gotta, or their gonna figure out exactly what they are. And if that happens�" Xander trails off, twisting her wrists painfully to drive the point home.
"Please let me go, Xander. You're breaking my wrists. I'm begging you, please...."

" Just remember, you're a mutant, babe, and I'm your handler. You take orders from me, without question. First order? What we discussed here, don't go any farther. Got it?" He twists her wrist again, almost breaking them.
" Xander, you know I wouldn't tell anyone�" Cordy is nearly in tears. " I� I love you� "
" Shut up! God, you're disgusting. You think I could love a thing like you? Just remember, it's all an act, babe. I can have anyone I want here. So, if you go telling about me, you're gonna regret it, big time. I'll make sure they return you to the petrie dish they created you out of," Xander threatened" but not before I'm done with you..."
Cordy, in excrutiating pain, nods her assent. Xander pulls her after, finding a deserted room. He shoves her up against a wall, and lifting her tank skirt, pulls down her panties. He smiles cruelly at her, then punches her once, hard, in the groin, before he squeezes her clitoris. The pain is unbearable, and she screams. He quickly covers her mouth with his hand, laughing at her. After a few minutes, he shoves her away. " Just so you don't forget," He says, and leaves. Humiliated, hurting and near tears, she recovers her panties and staggers out of the room.

Faith was just reaching the library when she sees Buffy, Willow and Oz leaving. Smiling broadly, feeling relieved, she strode quickly to Oz and gave him major huggage.
" Hey, Cuz! Glad to see your ugly face, " She smiled at him, giving him a kiss on the forehead.
" Faye, what're you doing here?" Oz asks, his tone it's usual neutral flatness.
"Ummmm.... not right here, ok? We gotta talk private, " Faith said, grabbing Oz and pulling him back into the library. Once away from the others, she got down to business.
"Ozman, I finally done it. I divorced the parentals, and I'm a free woman..."
Oz doesn't reply. He just arches a brow. He knows what's coming.
" Look, Oz, I'm kinda... ok, I'm totally broke, ok? And uh, I sorta need a place to stay 'til I can get back on my feet... and I'm sorta running scared here, you know?"
" Ok, Faith, what's the what? Why're you coming to me?" Oz asks.
" It's kinda complicated, you know? And you gotta get to class..."
" Let me talk to Giles for a minute. He'll be able to help, I think." Oz went over to Giles, and they talk quietly together.
Faith, left alone, looks around the place. She notes someone standing in the doorway, leaning against the jamb. He's smiling at her. She doesn't particularly like his smile.
" Hey buddy. Can I help you or something?" Faith called out, hoping the clown would go away.
" Hey, no need to get all nervy. My name's Xander, and who are you?" it came out more like a leer than an introduction.
" Yeah, well, it's really ... real... meeting you, but not looking to date, " Faith said. ' Especially you, creepo' she thinks to herself.
" Don't sweat it. I'm sure you'll come around once you get to know me. Gotta go, so later..." Xander kind of slouched out just as Oz and Giles return. ' What a dork' Faith thought to herself.
" Talked it over with Giles. You can stay here until school's out. I'll meet you here, " Oz hands her a piece of paper, " It's my place. Be there after 4. Seeya, Faye. Gotta get to class." He exits from the library.
" Why don't you come into my office? We can talk for awhile." Giles lead her to his office, where he waved her into a seat." So tell me about yourself, Faith. Did you just get into town?"
" Yeah, just got here today, " Faith said, a little leery of Giles. He seemed ok, but she was naturally wary of adults.
" So, why are you in Sunnydale, anyway, Faith? Your parents move here?"
" No, they're still living back in my old town. Just... ummm... we kinda decided it was best if I went my own way... you know?"
" Any brothers or sisters?"
" Ok, what's this all about Mr. Giles? I mean, we're getting a little personal here, don't you think?"
" Well, Faith, I'm an official of the school, and I have to determine your status concerning school if you wish to remain in Sunnydale. Believe me, Faith, I'm only here to help you. No harm will come to you by answering my questions. But we do have to do this, so better we remain calm and polite and get through this, don't you agree?"
What was Faith going to do? Run out on this seemingly kind and caring adult who did demonstrate a seemingly genuine concern for her well-being? She had no idea that his real purpose was to check on her memory implants. It was a precautionary measure instituted by Dr. Walsh for security reasons. Secrecy was imperative to Operation/ Project Moreau, and part of Giles' job as observer was to see that the implants held. Little did they suspect that the implants were beginning to unravel.
They spent the remaing time together with Giles gently but insistently probing Faith's memories. When the final bell for school rang, Giles handed Faith a business card with the name and address of a local bicycle messenger service looking for delivery people. Desperate for a job, Faith gratefully accepted the card and left the library.
She nearly ran over a vaguely familiar person on her way out of the library. She was familiar somehow, but Faith couldn't really place her. " Oh, yeah, she was with Oz earlier... I remember now," Faith thought. But on some level, the recognition was deeper. She shrugged.
" Hey, you ok? Sorry , didn't mean to do a hit and run on you, " Faith says, catching the girl by the arms." Where'd you come from anyway?"
Willow had just exited the bathroom, after losing the contents of her stomach to the toilet... again. She'd been getting more and more ill, not realizing her illness started when Faith hit town last night.
" Hey!" Faith said, getting a closer look," You really do look bad. Maybe we should get you to the nurse?"
" No, I'm ok, really, " Willow tries to smile, but it looks more like a wince.
" Ummm... I'm Faith, by the way. I... do you know where this is? I'm kinda new here in town, and I'm needing a job. Mr. Giles gave me this card, and I really need to set up an interview..."
"Willow, " Willow extends her hand, and they shake. " Yeah... I know where this is.... not too far from my house..."
" Cool beans, then. Tell you what? You're looking... a little sick. Why don't you let me walk you home, and I'll just kinda go from there?"
Willow smiled weakly, feeling somewhat nauseated. But she consented to the plan, and accompanied by Giles, they were off. He walked them to the gate, and watched them make their way toward's Willow's house.
He intended to keep watch over the subjects he'd been given to oversee, but he had the beginnings of doubts. Would he ever be allowed to tell them what was really happening in this small coastal town?
Only time would tell.
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