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Title: Metropolis Has Nothing On This
Author: punch_kicker15
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Relationships: Faith/Dawn
Summary: Post-Chosen, established relationship. Fighting an a apocalypse leads Faith to see Dawn in a new light.
Word count: 742
Notes: Written for the Depeche Mode round at [livejournal.com profile] femslash_minis, for [livejournal.com profile] carlyinrome, who wanted the pairing, Let me see you / Stripped down to the bone" from Painkiller, extreme heat, a smeary black powder, and seeing something no one else can see. Title is also from Painkiller.

The witches were all naked, which would have reminded Faith of that really bad porno from Kennedy’s bachelorette party, except it was 120 degrees indoors, and hotter outside. Everyone was sweating in a dying-of-heatstroke way, not in a sexy way.

Willow swiped some drops of sweat off her eyes, and held out a bowl of black powder. “Dawnie, you need to smudge the ash underneath Faith’s eyes, and Faith, you need to do Dawn’s.”

Maybe it was Faith’s imagination, but the air felt hotter with every minute. She glanced out the window. Trees were wilting, and heat shimmered off the asphalt.

Dawn closed her eyes. Faith stuck her hand in the bowl of ash, and dabbed it on Dawn with trembling hands.

Dawn saw right through her. “You ok?”

“Five by five,” Faith lied. No point in admitting that she was freaked because B was on maternity leave, and Faith was Head Slayer on this apocalypse. Oh, and as an extra bonus, this was the first time the witches had tried opening a portal with Dawn’s Key energy. So even if she saved the world, she could lose her girlfriend.

Dawn didn’t say anything. She just carefully smeared the ash under Faith’s eyes.

Then the witches held hands and chanted something in some weird language where every word sounded like a threat. Dawn would know what it was, and probably could critique their grammar, but to Faith it was just noise.

Dawn’s skin turned light green.

The chant turned to something that sounded like two cats fighting, and the green got brighter and flared out from Dawn’s body. And it didn’t make any sense, but it looked like Dawn got bigger and smaller, and older and younger, at the same time. And that from moment to moment, she was either her human self or a tiny ball of green flame.

“Whoa,” Dawn whispered, and raised her hand in the air. The room disappeared.

Her heart pounding, Faith braced herself for the worst this dimension could dole out. She'd had a few Slayer dreams about opening portals, and they always ended badly.

She took a breath, which was harder than it should be because of some weird tightness in her chest. The air smelled like cinnamon. They were in an orchard with pink trees with some weird fluorescent blue fruits. A couple of werewolves and centaurs were picking fruit. They sniffed the air, glanced at Faith, and returned to their task, completely ignoring Dawn, who shone brighter than the sun and was kind of hard to miss.

The tightness in Faith’s chest eased up a little. If no one else could see Dawn, then the only thing to worry about was finding a baby manticore, whatever the hell that was, and returning it to its mother in the right dimensio

Dawn tilted her head slightly, with that look of concentration she got when deciphering an ancient text, and said, “It’s downhill, near the river.” A glowing green line appeared on the ground.

Faith followed the green line to one of the ugliest looking things she’d ever seen, rolling in the mud. There were some bodies that just weren’t meant to have human faces, and a lion with bat wings was probably at the top of the list.

She grabbed it around the waist, and the manticore let out a disturbingly human-sounding wail and tried to bite her. All four of its paws slashed out at her. She held on as tight as she could, ignoring the pain from the scratches. It was kind of like wrestling the gator that one time, except the manticore had more teeth.

Dawn zapped the slippery little creature with some green energy, and it relaxed into Faith’s grip.

“Now you’re just showin’ off,” Faith said. “Demon Xanax?”

Dawn smirked. “This is the first time being the Key has been fun.” She touched Faith with a beam of energy, and it was like Dawn was licking her in all of her favorite places at once.  And though she’d known for years that Dawn was more than human, it felt like she was seeing Dawn--all of her--for the first time.

Faith held on tight to the baby manticore as the riverbank dissolved around them and they returned home. The air was hot around them, but it wouldn’t be for long. They were gonna save the world again, and man, was she lucky that Dawn was by her side.

on 2017-02-03 01:09 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] snogged.livejournal.com
Aww! I loved this!

on 2017-02-09 05:39 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] punch-kicker15.livejournal.com
Thanks, I'm glad you liked it!

on 2017-02-03 09:33 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] brutti-ma-buoni.livejournal.com
That is possibly the sweetest beat-the-Apocalypse plot I've ever read. Loved Faith and Dawn working together against that background of crisis (and naked sweaty witches too!).

on 2017-02-09 05:53 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] punch-kicker15.livejournal.com
Loved Faith and Dawn working together against that background of crisis (and naked sweaty witches too!).

Thanks! Glad the teamwork and nudity were appreciated. :)

on 2017-02-04 11:40 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] beer-good-foamy.livejournal.com
Awwww. Makes me want a sequel of Dawn and Faith raising a pet manticore.

on 2017-02-09 05:59 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] punch-kicker15.livejournal.com
Makes me want a sequel of Dawn and Faith raising a pet manticore.

Heh, that's a great idea. Glad you enjoyed!

on 2017-02-10 02:31 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] carlyinrome.livejournal.com

I apologize for taking so long to comment on this; I have not been well.

I adore this. I love the vision questy vibe as the witches are performing their spell, and all the little details you threw in, from Buffy on maternity leave to Kennedy's bachelorette party. I cannot tell you how happy these things made me. And your descriptions are so lovely and atmospheric, the way things wilt and shimmer in the heat, and especially Faith's descriptions of the different chanting. Just wonderful. Thank you so much for writing this.

on 2017-02-14 06:03 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] punch-kicker15.livejournal.com
I'm so sorry you haven't been well. I hope you're feeling better now.

I'm delighted you liked all of the little details of Faith and Dawn's mission. Thanks so much for the thorough feedback. :)

on 2017-02-23 02:56 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] kwritten.livejournal.com


I mean wow with words and you execution and lesbians and hang on I think I had a stroke because


*jumps for joy*

Thanks for this, bb. This is so sweet and domestic and shiny and GREEN.

on 2017-03-20 06:07 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] punch-kicker15.livejournal.com

I love Keyverse Dawn stories, too. I know how much you love Dawn, and I'm so happy this story worked for you. :D


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