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MAU: The Slayer By Allen W 'I've got to see her again.' Dan Stevens thought as he pushed the mop bucket down the hallway. Discouraged that his life hadn't gone in the direction he had hoped it would, he now found himself working as an orderly in the state mental hospital. Sure the pay was okay, but hated the working environment. He hated the patience, he hated the doctors, and he hated the nurses. When it came right down to it he hated everything about his job, until four days ago, when the most interesting patient was admitted to the hospital. 'She has to be the hottest piece of ass that has come into this nuthouse since I started working here.' He thought. "Orderly, please empty the bedpan in room 216." The nurse said without looking up. "Right away." He said wearily, as he made his way towards room 216. 'You think the bitch would know my name after two months.' He grumbled. Stopping by his locker he slipped the small disposable camera into his pocket and quickly made his way to observation room 3. Checking that the coast was clear and that he wasn't seen, he used his passkey to slip into the viewing room. Pushing his mop into the corner he looked though the one-way glass at the sexy brunette lying on the bed. Leather straps held both her wrists and legs to the bed, and an IV feed into her left arm. She seemed semi- dazed, but still struggled against the bounds that held her. "I told Bret that this chick looked like that girl from that cheerleading movie, but he wouldn't believe me." He thought as he snapped a couple of pictures of her through the one-way glass. "She is so totally hot! I can't believe she killed a cop, she doesn't even look strong enough to..." The door in the girl's room swung open and two men dressed in dark suits entered, followed closely by a nervous looking doctor. "Please be careful with her gentlemen, it took six police officers and two taser guns to subdue her, and she has been nothing but trouble since she has arrived here. When she first arrived we suspected that she was on PCP, but all tests have come back negative, for any drugs in her bloodstream." The doctor said with a slight look of bewilderment. "There is no explanation for why she seems so strong, and you have seen the reports of the police officer she killed, since she has arrived we have kept her constantly sedated. She should be unconscious now, but she keeps on shouting about someone who is out to destroy the world." "Thank you doctor, we can take it from here." The shorter man said. The doctor paused, thought for a moment remembering about what the hospital administrator had said about their government clearance, and then closed the door. Dan stood frozen as the two men approached the girl, fearful of being discovered, he stood quietly watching. He had heard that this girl's 'drug therapy' was strong enough to put out a 250-pound wrestler, but the only effect it seemed to have on her was to make her groggy and only slightly manageable. "So which one do you think this is?" The taller man said. "No way of knowing at this time, we have an extremely high caseload of missing persons unaccounted for in this area. Could be any of them, but my money is on either James or Max, they both have been missing the longest." "You're probably right. It always seems to be the case." Dan noticed the girl had paused when the door had opened, but had once again renewed her struggle against her bounds. The shorter man pulled a picture from his brief case and held it in front of her eyes. "I presume you have seen one of these before." The short man said. Dan heard a small gasp come from the girl, who turned her head and seemed to struggle all the more. "Please." The girl begged. "You got to let me go! I've got to stop them! It might already be to late." "First things first." The shorter man said. "What is your name?" The girl stopped struggling and looked at the shorter man. Dan saw a look of shame on her face and her eyes begin to well up with tears. "Or would you rather us call you Eliza," said the taller man. "Or how about Faith." Dan saw the girl stop struggling and stare at the taller man; a tear ran down her face. "That's not my name." She whispered. "So what is it, and who are you afraid of?" The shorter man asked. "It's so hard to think straight." She muttered, collapsing back against her pillow exhausted. "I'm so tired." "This should help." The shorter man said as he clamped the IV that feed the sedative into her arm. "But don't even think about trying anything funny." He said as he pulled an ominous looking stun gun from his coat. "Now tell us what happened." "Thank you." She said meekly, paused for a few seconds. "Okay... first off my name is James." 5 days earlier "Hello." "Hey James. What are you doing?" "Oh, hey Max, not much. I was just watching..." "Great! Get over her right now! You've got to see what I just found. It's incredible!" "What is it?" "I'll see you when you get here." James heard the click of the phone hanging up on the other end. "What was that all about." James said to himself as he turned off the TV and grabbed his car keys. "And I was on the last disc of season three." James knocked on Max's front door and waited. Through the door he heard the sound of footsteps approaching and the door swung open. In the doorway stood a man who looked exactly like Chris Eliot and who was dressed like his character from the show 'Get a Life'. "So nice to see you today master James." The man said grinning madly. "And won't you say hello to my good friend Danny." With that, he pulled a small plastic fish from his pocket and start waving it around. "Ruff, ruff, ruff." He said and giggling like a schoolgirl. "Uh?" James was able to say, as he stood there dumbfounded. "Oh, for goodness sake. Come on it." The Chris Eliot look alike said grabbing his arm and pulling him into the apartment. "Are you really... uh, where's Max?" "James you idiot! It's me. Max." The man said giggling. "You'll never believe what I found. Follow me... if you dare." At that he broke into a crazed, ridiculous fit of laughter as he walked into the other room. James paused, and then followed the man into the living room. In the middle of the floor was a large metal phone booth like contraption. It seemed to be perfectly smooth on all sides, except for what appeared to be some type of control panel on one side. With out a word the man, who appeared to be Chris Eliot went to the control panel, looked at it for a few seconds and touched a purple crystal. One of the walls suddenly vanished and he stepped inside the booth. The door to booth suddenly reappeared, as if from nowhere, closing the device. James watched in awe for a few seconds, until the door vanished again, and out stepped a figure who stood about 6'2, weighing 185 pounds with light brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a faded red shirt, blue jeans and old dingy tennis shoes. It was Max. "So what do you think?" Max said with a smile. "How did you do that?" "With Max's Machine of... uh, turning people into what ever they want to be. Ain't it something." James paused a few seconds. "Where did you get it?" "I found it when I went camping, or should say I found something the size of a briefcase, lying at the bottom of a small crater, about a mile North of where we usually set up our campsite. It was nearly buried, but after I dug it out, I took it back to the car and hide it in the trunk, figuring it might be a suitcase of drug money or something. I got it home about five hours ago, and after messing with it for a few minutes it grew from the size of a brief case, to what it looks like now. It also had this weird alien writing that flashed across the screen when it first finished growing. It was so surreal. I tired calling Karen right off, she's off at her parents until tomorrow, but I wanted her to see this. As I left the message for her on their answering machine, I looked at this panel here, and her image suddenly appeared on the screen. Hanging up the phone, I examined the image of her on the screen and touched the purple crystal there and the door suddenly appeared. I looked inside and saw another purple crystal, and I don't even know why I did it, but I stepped inside and touched it. The door suddenly closed and a second later it open again, but when it did, I was now Karen." "It turned you into Karen." The implications finally started to sink into James' mind. "Yes. Clothes and all, down to her nail polish and uh, hidden birthmark." He said with a grin. "You can imagine, I really started to freak out. I quickly went back to the control pad, thought of myself, the image appeared, I stepped back inside, touched the crystal and I turned back into me." "That's amazing. So what was it like being Karen? And why, of all the people in the world you could turn into, did you change into Chris Eliot?" "Well, I thought it would be funny." "Weird, but funny." James said nodding. "And what was the whole thing with the barking fish?" "It was in an episode of 'Get a Life'." Max said shrugging his shoulders. "And as for being Karen, it was kind of... hey, why don't you try it and find out?" "What? Turn in to your girlfriend? No way!" "Oh come on. It's painless and only takes a second. You saw it." "You got to be kidding me." Max turned to the panel and concentrated on Karen. The image of an attractive 25-year-old dirty blond girl with brown eyes, and an attractive figure appeared on the screen. She wore tight blue jeans and a form fitting pink tank top the clung to her tightly. The v-neck exposed the cleavage of her C-cup breasts. "Oh come on. I'm not going to try and jump your bones, for godssake." "This is to weird," Looking at the image on the screen, "but I'll give it a go." He said stepping in to the booth and touching the crystal. Max watched as the door to the booth suddenly materialized for a few seconds, then dematerialized again and out stepped his live in girlfriend Karen. "Holy shit!" James said in Karen's sweet melodious voice. His hands shot up to cup his new breasts. "Oh my god, these are real. I... I'm Karen." "Pretty amazing. I've already turned into 20 or more people in the last few hours. It's a real kick in the pants. Hey, I'll show you my favorite." Max turned back to the control panel and started concentrating. James, still in shock from his transformation, walked over to the mirror still cupping Karen's breasts in his hands and stared at his reflection. "This is fantastic." James said with wicked smile, as a perverse thought occurred to him. He turned to ask Max a question, but instead saw Brittany Spears step out of the both. "Oops I did it again." She said with a giggle, and ran over to James. "Want a Pepsi, or is it Coke? Oh which is it again? Ah, who cares? SO what do you think?" "Awesome!" James said. "Hang on a second. I want to look at some things. I'll be right back." He said stepping into the bathroom. Closing the door, he quickly took his shirt off. "Wow." He gasped looking at Karen's naked breasts. Smiling at Karen's reflection, he caressed his nipples and found them suddenly becoming hard. "Nice." He thought to himself, then grind wickedly and started jumping up and down in front of the mirror. He immediately felt painful protests from his breasts, and slowed to more of a hop so that he could watch Karen's breasts bounce madly up and down as he did so. "Better than The Man Show." He grinned. "With a video camera I could really..." James heard the sound of the front door slam. "Hi honey I'm home." He heard Karen's voice say. Before he could even grab the shirt that he had been wearing, the bathroom door swung open and he saw Karen looking at him in shock. "Who the hell are you?" She shrieked looking at James. "Uh, Karen wait, it's me James... it's not what you think." James said fumbling with the tank top. "Were you just jumping up and down?" Karen asked bursting out into laughter. James hesitated and looked at Karen for a second. "Max?" Through the laughter she managed to say, "I told you she would be back tomorrow. You should have seen your face. Caught in the act. Ha ha." "Max, you almost gave me a heart attach." "It was still funny, and besides, that was one of the first things I did myself. By the way, female orgasms... very nice! Which reminds me, look at this." Max turned James back towards the mirror. The two identical Karen's looked back at their reflections. "Wow!" James said looking at the half naked and fully clothed twins. The two beautiful women looked back at themselves. "Watch this." Max said with a grin as he stepped behind James reflection. Before James could react, two hands came up to his breasts, each grabbing a nipple and squeezing it. "Oh my... that's uh..." James protested in a sudden moan, as he tried to squirm free of Max's grasp. Max messaged them gently for a few moments then gave them each a sharp tweak; feeling James' legs wobble in front of him, he knew from experience what effect he was having on his new body. "There is something I never told you about Karen before." Max whispered into James' ear. "She has the most sensitive breasts, and I can usually bring her to an orgasm just by messaging them. You want me to stop?" "What?" James whispered back as the waves of pleasure washed over him. "Oh no. Please God, don't stop." Within a few moments James was moaning in pleasure, feeling his knees begin to buckle under him, he nearly collapsed onto the floor. Max continued to play with his nipples until James felt goose bumps running down his back, then he slowly eased up, and withdrew his hands. "Unreal!" James said turning to lean against the sink. Max smiled and handed him his shirt. "So know you know what an orgasm is like. Well, sort of, anyway, I would have to switch back to myself to show you how to really have a good time in that body." Max said slapping James butt. "Uh, that's okay. I enjoyed that just fine. Thanks." He said, basking in the pleasure of the experience, still wanting more, but feeling a little uncomfortable with Max's increasing familiarity with his new body. "I think I would like to change to a body you are a little less, uh, friendly with." "Hold it! I just got a great idea. Let's go out and have some fun. I have the perfect bodies in mind for us!" With that he ran over to the machine and started concentrating on the panel. "No peaking, and no looking in the mirror until I am done too." "Uh... okay, but I have the veto right. If it's something stupid, we're changing to something else." Max said stepping in the machine and touching the crystal. "Oh, wow, this is great. Now no peaking until I'm done." James immediately knew he was still a girl as he stepped out of the machine, but other than that he tried not to figure it out, hoping Max was coming up with something good. He watched as Karen stepped into the machine, and out came an attractive young blond girl. It took a few seconds for James to realize who he was looking at, then his eyes grew wide as it hit him and he spun around to the mirror to see another set of twins in the reflection. "You turned us in to Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen?" Max began to laugh. "Yeah, isn't it funny. You can be Mary- Kate, and I'll be Ashley." "No way. First off, if I was going to go out like this, I would be Ashley, and secondly, and most importantly... veto." "Oh come on. Why?" "You want to go out like this? What are they? Fifteen or Sixteen? What did you want to do, ride are bikes to the mall?" "Okay, you pick someone then." James looked around the room and saw the box set of Buffy the Vampire Slayer sitting next to the DVD player. "I have an idea." *** Dan listened in silence to the girl's incredible story and thought how disturbed she must really be to have come up with such a fantasy world. "Can I have a glass of water?" She asked with a slight cough, looking up at the taller agent. The shorter one motioned for him to get a glass of water. Dan watched as the taller agent left the room. He began to worry that he had better get out of there, fearing that he might be missed. Or worse, if someone were to come looking for him and find him in here, he would defiantly get fired. "So what's your name?" The girl asked. "You can call me Agent B, and my associate is Agent W." "B?" The girl laughed. "That's to funny." "What?" The agent asked. "Nothing B. Watch the show." "So what happened next?" Dan listened intently as the girl continued her story. He was so caught up in what she was saying that he didn't hear the door open behind him and he failed to notice the two figures silently enter the room behind him. Mercifully he didn't suffer much before he died. *** "No way. The Buffy idea is just as lame, if not lamer, than the mine." Mary-Kate wined. "You and Karen love the show." Ashley retorted. "Karen can't watch enough of them, but if the two of us were to suddenly show up at the mall as a couple of characters from the show, everyone and their brother would notice us. We would get mobbed. How about a compromise." "Well, I really don't think when the actors who play the characters go out to the mall they get mobbed, but that's not important. What your compromise?" Ashley said, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently on the ground. "You can go as Buffy or Willow or Xander or whoever makes you happy, and I'll go someone who makes me happy. "That's not really a compromise you moron, but it works for me. As long as I can stop being Ashley Olsen." "You're actually Mary-Kate." "Oh shut up. I am not!" "You are to!" "Well, not for much longer." James said as he went over to the control panel and started concentrating. He focused on the image of the character Faith, not even thinking about the actress who played the part, he thought only of the character and what she could do. The machine scanned James' mind, reading not only the image of what Faith should look like, but also the inherent powers of a slayer that Faith possessed. The machine read everything from James' mind that he knew about a vampire slayer's abilities and skills, down to the last detail and conformed the new body to match those parameters. James stepped in and touched the crystal. James stepped from the machine in his new form. He felt the leather pants clinging to his now rounder hips and the tight leather top that showed off his ample cleavage, but was designed in such a way to leave almost his entire back exposed. "I feel... I feel so alive. I just want to go out and... heck, I don't even know what I want to do." "You look fantastic!" Mary-Kate said. "My turn!" She said as she ran to the control panel. *** "Where's Mr. W with my water." "That's Agent W." Agent B corrected. Turning to look towards the door. "Thanks B." "For what?" "Being distracted." James had managed to loosen one of his restraints while he was telling his story and now slipped his hand free and punched Agent B, knocking him out of his chair. James quickly unbuckled the strap on his other wrist, and once that was removed, he freed his legs just in time to see agent B leveling his taser gun at his chest. "Hold it right there James." "Wait! I swear I didn't kill that cop." "We're not here to investigate a murder. We here about the..." Just then the one-way glass window shattered, glass exploding inward at Agent B and James. James rolled off the bed in time to avoid a second shotgun blast that blew a hole in the spot where he had just been laying. Agent B dropped to one knee, took aim and fired at the figure holding the shotgun. The taser philoments struck there target and sent a charge in to his body, causing him to convulse and drop the shotgun. Agent B looked on in horror as he recognized the man he had just shot as the police officer that James had been accused of killing, but as he looked at him, he saw the officer's facial features morph into a vampiric appearance. "Holy..." was all Agent B was able to say as another figure leaped through the window landing upon him. A girl dressed as a prostitute, with full vampiric features, effortless held Agent B down and lunged at his neck with her teeth. Fighting with all his might he was unable to keep her from getting closer to his throat. He felt her teeth brush up against his neck, when suddenly he felt her yanked off him, and watched as she flew backwards up against the wall. "I'll take it from here B." James said with a wink. He turned his attention back towards the girl, who had gotten back to her feet, snarling an animalistic growl as she turned back towards the two of them. Agent B noticed the vampiric police officer climbing over the barrier between the two rooms. Fumbling around on the ground Agent B grabbed his stun gun, squeezing the trigger, thereby sending another electrical charge through the wires that were still embedded in the police officer's chest. The officer convulsed for a second and fell backwards into the observation room, out of Agent B's field of vision. James snapped kicked the prostitute back against the wall, landed two quick blows against her body, and quickly stepping back, he spun around landing a round house kick to the side of her head, knocking her off her feet. "Wouldn't suppose you have a stake on you?" James said. Agent B who frantically shock his head no. "Or maybe a wooden pencil?" James glanced around the room. "This entire place is made out of nothing but plastic and steel." Frantically he looked for anything he could use as a weapon, when he caught something out of the corner of his eye. "I'll be right back." Agent B watched as James dove into the observation room and out of his site. The vampiric prostitute jumped to her feet and snarled at him. She lugged at him, knocking him off his feet and pinning him once again to the ground. As Agent B struggled, he heard a loud cracking sound from the other room, followed by a strange whooshing sound. If the prostitute still breathed, Agent B would have felt her breath against his neck, as she pulled herself close enough to sink her teeth into his throat. A loud whooshing sound, and Agent B felt the weight of the woman disappearing off of him, as a cloud of crumbling dust rained down on top of him. Coughing, he sat up and looked at the attractive girl wearing only a hospital gown, who stood over him holding the broken mop handle. For a moment he thought that she might club him, but watched the stake feel from her hand, and collapsed in front of him. "Guess that took everything I had." She said groggily. "Unless you want a world of those things out there B, you had better get us out of here. I'm still to drugged up to..." She said as she passed out. Agent B grabbed his walkie-talkie. "W! W where the hell are you? We have a situation in here. Get back here now!" Silence. Agent B looked at the semi-dressed unconscious girl for a moment, letting the implications of what he had just seen sink in, then he sprang to his feet and ran to the door. The hallway was completely deserted, not even a nurse at the nurse's station was visible. He gapped the make shift stake and slid it into his jacket, then picked the girl up, hoisting her over his shoulder, trying to ignore the fact that her hospital gown didn't have a back to it and that she wasn't wearing anything else. Squatting down he picked up the shotgun that lay on the floor and chambered another round. Stepping out into the hallway, he glanced both ways, and started running towards the emergency exit. As he reached the door, he turned and saw the hallway was still deserted, but as he went to exit, he felt an arm spin him around and a tall good looking man with dark spiky hair, dressed all in black glared at him. "Leave the girl. Go now and I'll let you live." He snarled. Agent B stepped back, bring the shotgun barrel up to the level of the man's chest and fired. He saw the man get blown off his feet, flying back about ten feet where he fell to the floor. He watched as the man put a hand to his chest and groaned. "You'll pay for that." He coughed. Agent B turned and ran down the stairs, chambering another shotgun shell as he did so. Bursting from the stairwell on the ground floor, he made his way passed a dead security guard, and stepped through the emergency exit. "Nice piece ass you got there over your shoulder. Are you sharing or keeping it all for yourself?" A cute blond girl in a catholic schoolgirls outfit said as she stepped out of the shadows. Agent B swung the shotgun up towards her, but before he could level it, she had side stepped him and pulled the gun from his hand. "These things can be dangerous." She said as she tossed the gun into the bushes. "Well, not as dangerous as me of course, by the noise bothers me." Her faced changed to a vampiric appearance. "Time to die." She said with a grin. Agent B closed his eyes and threw down a flash grenade in front of the girl. Her heard her scream as the brilliant light flared up in front of him. Hoping she would be stunned for a moment, he quickly turned and ran towards his car. Reaching into his pocket, he fished out the remote for his car and unlocked the doors. Throwing open the car door, he tossed the unconscious girl to the passenger side, and jumped in slamming the door behind him. Starting the car, he floored it and the tires scream as it accelerated away. He looked back at the exit, the blond girl still rubbing her eyes, and standing next to her the was the man in black, with a noticeable hole in the front of his shirt, but with no sigh of any wound. "Not too bad B." She said rubbing her head as she looked at him. "But we got to go back and finish the job." "How are we going to do that? You can't even stand, and I'm all out of tricks. My gun will be useless against them, and it's not close enough to daylight for my liking, so I'm calling this in." Agent B pressed the speed dial on his cellphone and waited. "Code Beta!" He said then hung up. "Woo who, the cavalry's on its way. Guess I can pass out again." James said feeling his vision blur. "When we get to where we're going, can I get some clothes? I'm tired of my ass hanging out." Then he blacked out. *** James woke up and focused his eyes. Seeing that he was no longer strapped down, he had hopped it was all a dream, but a quick feel under the covers and realized that it wasn't. He sat up and looked around to find he was in a cheap motel room. Climbing out of bed, James saw that he still wore the hospital gown. He walked over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. "I look like hell." Then he noticed a stack of clothes lying on the dresser. "Guess B came through." Taking off the hospital gown, James stepped over to the shower and turned it on. Stepping into the water he started washing himself. Thoughtlessly he ran the soap over his body, from his stomach to his breasts, and then he stopped shocked. "I can't believe this. I have breasts. This isn't right! I'm a guy... at least I should be. I've got to change back." He said aloud and he quickly finished washing himself. Hurriedly drying himself, he quickly sorted through the pile of clothes and put on a sports bra, a tight black T- shirt that left his midriff exposed, and some tight blue jeans and a pair of cross trainers. "B!" James said racing to the door. "B? Where are you?" Agent B stepped in the front door, the sky behind him as he entered showed signs of the sun setting. "Glad you're finally up. I was just coming to wake you. Hungry?" "Starving, but I want to get back and change back into my own body. I'll tell the machine to keep all of the vampire fighting abilities in my normal form, but I can't handle being stuck in Faith's body any longer. I beginning to feel all... horny, I feel like I need to get out and stake a vamp, or find a guy and... uh. Let hurry up, I'll show you where it is." "James, you had better sit down." Agent B said gravely. "What?" "We'll go check for certain, but the machines, all of them that we have encountered so far, only work for four days, then stop working. We have tried for years, but have been unsuccessful in getting any of them working again." "How long was I in that hospital for?" "Five days." "You mean I'm going to look like Eliza Dushku for the rest of my life? Oh God, that means Max..." James said panicked. "Let's go make sure." "Wait! If it comes down to having to... putting them out of their misery." Agent B said emphatically. "Is there anything special you might need?" "Well, stakes work just fine, but I could really use a crossbow, or maybe..." An idea sprang to James's mind and he explained it to Agent B. Agent B made a quick phone call to a technician, explained what he needed, nodded to James that it could be done, then hung up the phone. "Let's go." On the way, Agent B explained how the strike team that arrived at the hospital found most of the hospital staff, and some of the patients, dead. They incinerated all the bodies they found there as a precaution. However, they didn't find any sign of the two that had attached him. "That would be Angel and Darla." James added. "So James, what happened after you changed into Faith?" *** James watched as Mary-Kate Olsen ran to the control panel and started concentrating. She was about to enter the booth, when they both heard the sound of a key in the lock of the front door, which then swung open. "Who... who are you and what's going on here?" Karen said dropping her suitcase in the doorway in surprise. "Uh Karen sweetie, you're home early." Mary-Kate said approaching Karen. "I've got an amazing story to tell you." Karen looked utterly bewildered as Mary-Kate began telling the story of finding the strange suitcase shaped device while he was camping, but after Max demonstrated the device by changing himself back to normal, she believed him. "And who are you supposed to be?" Karen laughed when she found that the other girl in her apartment was James "I'm Faith, obviously. Now if you two will excuse me, I am feeling a little pent up in here. I'm going back to my place for a little while, and I'll be back in a few hours." James left their place feeling a little embarrassed. Changing in to a girl with Max there was one thing, but to have his girlfriend laughing at him for doing it, was something else. He wasn't sure why he didn't change back to himself when he left, but he did still feel a strange sense of invigoration in his new form. 'I feel like I could do anything.' He thought to himself as he was driving home. Stopping at a near by park, James went over to a pull-up bar and just started doing pull-ups. He kept going non-stop till he was well over a two hundred, then he pulled himself up on top of the bar, balanced on it, then back flipped off it, landing on his feet. "Amazing. I have the powers of a real Slayer." He said amazed. James quickly went to his apartment and tried to call Max. No answer, so he left him a message. He thought about heading straight back, but wanted to check his body out a little more, before he changed into someone else. Striping off his clothes he looked at his naked body in amazement. He was about to go into the other room for a little explorative fun, when the phone rang. Without a thought he picked up the phone. "Hello." "Oh hi James." A girl's voice said over the phone. "We're having such a great time using the machine, and we're uh, planning on doing some things to night, that well, we'd feel more comfortable trying them out with just the two of us here. Hope you understand." "Yah, I can understand I guess, but I'm still Faith, can I just stop by and change. And I have to tell you..." "It's really not a good time. You understand. Come back by tomorrow night after 7. See you then." James sat with the phone receiver in his hand dumbfounded. "How rude! Wonder what type of sick fantasy they're going to be playing out." He looked down at his naked female body. "Who cares? I've got my own sick fantasy to fulfill right now." Grabbing a breast firmly in each hand, he ran into the bedroom, spun around giggling loudly and dropped onto the bed. He spent the next few hours enjoying all the pleasures that his body would allow. After a shower, James felt a desire to get out of his apartment, and started to get dressed. "Well, this is all I have to wear, so either I'm going clubbing or I'm going shopping." James remembered the bikini scene from the movie The New Guy and figured he could have a lot of fun at Victoria Secrets, or someplace like that, but then felt a need, even though he felt a little self conscious about now being a girl, to be among people. He got dressed again in his leather pants and top, worked on his hair for a while, and then headed out to the hottest dance club in town. Parking was bad, it being a Saturday night, and he had to park down the street. Not having a jacket, he felt a little chilly, but figured he would get in quick. His heart sank when he saw that there was a line of thirty or more people waiting in line at the entrance of the club. He stood looking at the line when it occurred to him that he didn't have any id, and he was about to head somewhere less crowded, when the bouncer at the door waved him over and let him in without charging him the cover. "This is the life." James thought as he stepped into the club, and noticed that he was immediately getting looks from many of the guys in the club. "Wanta dance." A sharply dressed man asked. "Sure." James said with a smile, grabbed his hand and pulled him out onto the dance floor. James felt his body instantly moving to the music and before he knew what he was doing he was brushing up against the guy, feeling there body's pressing together. A feeling of such excitement washed over James that he barley noticed when he left the guys arms and started dancing with someone else. After a few dancing with the second man, James would move to someone else, dance with him for a few minutes and move to the next person. After dancing with several men and a very interested girl, James began to realize what he was doing. 'What am I doing?' James thought as he was rubbing up against some big beefy guy. 'I can't seem to stop myself. I'm acting just like Faith. I still feel like myself, but the machine must have altered my mind in some subtle way.' James felt the guy's hands on his hips grinding his crotch against James' ass. 'Hell! I think I'm getting turned on.' James panicked. 'I think that machine did something a little more than a mild alteration. Oh God this does feel good.' As the song came to an end, James excused himself and made his way to the ladies room. "I am out of control, but I can't remember having this much fun in a club, and I feel so alive." A few minutes later, James was back out on the dance floor with another guy bumping and grinding against him. Unaware that the machine had interpreted all of his concepts of Faith and made them real, down to her 'need' for socializing, which the machine had incorporated into it's formulation of his new body. Although he didn't need it and could survive without it, his body wanted to feel the rhythm of music in a crowded room, bodies pressed up against it. James felt a tug on his arm that turned him around to see the face of the big beefy guy he had been dancing with earlier. "I was looking for you. Where'd you go?" James could hear the guy say over the music, the smell of alcohol on his breath. "I'm with him now." James said turning back to the guy he had been dancing with, but felt the tug on his shoulder turning him around again. The guy who he was dancing with stepped up to the big guy, and started to tell him off, when the big guy threw a punch that knocked the other guy back. Without even thinking about it, James's fist flew forward, hitting the guy in the face and knocking him backward into the crowd. "Oh shit." James suddenly realizing what he had done. The guy got up off the floor in a fury and charged at James. James side stepped him, and landed a blow to the back of his head, sending him tumbling forward onto the ground. The bouncers quickly picked the guy up off the floor and lead him outside, only giving a slight look at the 5'5" brunette who had just taken down the 230 pound 6'4" man. Only momentarily did James think about sneaking out the back, hoping to avoid any confrontation if the guy decided to wait for him out front, but then it struck him. "Hell, I'm a goddamn slayer. I could take anyone in this bar. Hell, I could probably take this whole bar on if I wanted to." James smiled and renewed his gyrations with increased vigor with the first guy he could get close to. At the end of the night James found that he had been propositioned more times than he could remember. It had taken some willpower to turn them down, but he knew it was the machine, that it had also given him Faith's hyper sex drive, but he wasn't ready to do anything that alien to what he was used to just yet. James got back to his car and made it home, starting to slightly regret that he hadn't taken at least one of the offers that he had received that night. Exhausted, he stripped off his clothes, fell into bed and was immediately asleep. *** James woke up feeling very refreshed. Sitting up and stretching, he felt an odd movement of weight on his chest. "Oh God. That wasn't a dream." He threw back the covers and looked at himself. After sometime of renewed exploration he got out of bed and started towards the shower. Looking over at the clock he saw it was almost one in the afternoon. "Talk about sleeping the day away. Well, guess it's time to go shopping." After a quick shower, James put on the only clothes he had, with a feeling that he really needed something new to wear. Driving to the mall, he stopped off at a fashionable clothes store and bought a pair of jeans, a tight white T- shirt, a bra and some shoes. "Excuse me?" A grinning sales girl asked, "Aren't you the girl from Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back?" "Nah. I get that all the time though. I don't really think I look that much like her, but some people seem to think so." "No, you look exactly like her. It's amazing." "Thanks." Next James stopped off at Victoria's Secrets and ran from rack to rack like a kid in a candy store. Spending the last of his money on a collection of sexy lingerie, he made his way home to have a mini fashion show of the clothes that he had purchased. "It's finally getting dark, guess I'll be heading back over to Max's pretty soon." He felt a little disappointed that he wouldn't get to play in this body for much longer, and that he had wasted the last four hours shopping in the mall. He had enjoyed his time playing dress up, be began to regret the money he had spent on clothes he now probably wouldn't be able to wear again, once he changed into someone else. The phone rang. "Hello Slayer." The voice said on the other side of the phone. "Why don't you come over? We got something here for you." "Hey." James said in surprise. "You sound like Angel. Is this Max? Or Karen?" He said laughing. "This is Angelus." The voice said seriously. "I think it's interesting that you choose to be Faith. Buffy I could understand, or really any of the other members of the Scooby Gang, but Faith? She was the loner, the self- appointed outcast, who eventually turned evil and became a hunted criminal. I wonder if you could handle that? Being hunted and a criminal?" "Wow. That's pretty good." James said. "You're really into character. You sound pretty convincing." "We had some take out last night, but we're still kind of hungry. Why don't you come over? Don't worry about bring anything, we already have something here for you." "Uh, yeah. I'm not sure I'm following what story line you're talking about. You wouldn't believe what I did last night. And hey, wait till you guys see what the machine did to me. I can..." Suddenly James blood ran cold. "Is this Max or Karen?" James could hear the click of the phone hanging up. "If the machine really made me a slayer, then Karen or Max could now really be a vampire. And if one of them wanted to be Angelus... and he said they?" Max ran to the door and when he saw that it was now completely dark outside, he felt a chill run down his spine. He stopped and grabbed an oak picture frame off his wall and smashed it on the ground. Picking up one of the wooden edges of the frame he ran down to his car. Speeding towards Max and Karen's place, James looked over at his makeshift stake and wondered what he would really do with it if they were now vampires. He knew he couldn't really stake his best friend and his girlfriend, but if they were really now vampires, he would have to subdue them somehow and use the machine to change them back to normal. He would use the stake as intimidation, and force them to change back. What other choice did he have, he thought. A police car, its lights flashing, was parked in front of Max's apartment. James parked his car and started running to Max's, clutching the stake, when he saw a figure leaning inside the police car. Looking closer he saw what looked like a pizza delivery driver drinking the blood of a semiconscious police officer, who still sat behind the drivers seat. The delivery driver turned, the classic vampiric features from the TV show where on his face, blood dripping from his mouth. James ran at him with his stake and with in moments the driver exploded into a pile of dust. "Oh my God." James said as he dropped the stake to the ground. "Who was that? Was that Max or Karen... or? Could I have used the machine to change whoever that was back to normal, too?" Turning he ran to the police car, and saw the police officer bleeding to death. James put his hands on the wound to try and stop the bleeding, but with in seconds the officer's head tilted forward and he was dead. Partially covered in the dead officer's blood, James looked up to see four more police cars pulling in on both sides of him. "Hold it right their Miss." A police officer screamed as he aimed his gun at James, the other five officers doing likewise. "Put your hands on your head and step away from the car." "You don't understand." James said doing what he was told. "I didn't do this." "Back away from the car. Now!" James watched as some of the officers holstered their weapon and checked on their fallen comrade. Two officers approached with stun guns in their hands and another had his Billy club in his hand. An officer approached James with a set of handcuffs. James felt the cold steel encircle one of his wrists and close, he looked up to Max's apartment he saw the triumphant smiles of Angelus and Darla, watching him as the officer reach for his other wrist. "No!" James screamed as he swung his elbowed back catching the officer in the face. In a fluid motion James turned, pulling the Billy club from the police officers belt and threw it at the adjacent officer with gun, hitting him in the face and knocking him off his feet. The other three officers drawing there Billy clubs charged at James, he caught one by the wrists and flipped him aside, then brought a foot up, kicking another one in the stomach. The third landed a blow across his back, which he partially absorbed going forward into a role, then came up on his feet, managing to land a blow to one of the officers with a taser gun. Suddenly James eyes burned as he received a blast of pepper spray in the face and was momentarily blinded. He felt a blow strike him on the back of the knees and he started to fall backwards, but was able flip back on to his hands and use his momentum to cartwheel himself back up and land back on his feet. Through his blurred vision, he landed a quick punch across the face to the officer who had just hit him, grabbing the club from the surprised officer's hand. James felt the sting on two tasers implanting themselves into his back, and an electrical charge jolted him, making him drop the club. Shakily he turned and moved towards the officer who held the taser gun, when a second set of tasers stuck him, and he convulsed with the combined assault. Falling to his knees, he felt something hit him in the back of the head and everything went black. *** Agent B had read the report of how the lone girl had nearly taken on the six police officers, and now he understood what had happened. "But I don't understand why they didn't ambush you in the beginning, instead of going to all the trouble of framing you?" "Who knows? Maybe they were afraid of me and wanted the police to take me down. Or maybe because Angelus likes to torture and torment people, and this was his way of doing it to me. Or hell, maybe with me framed for murder, it makes real life more like the show." "Our understanding of the machine is that it can't actually change a persons mind, but it can alter brain chemistry and physical make up of the brain. They are not really Angelus and Darla, but a physical construct that the machine made to match their understanding of what a vampire would be. We have a report on file of someone turning into a Vulcan, and in doing so, losing her ability to feel emotions. She still had the same mind, but her new body no longer felt emotions, and I think that is what has happened here. Your friends mind's are still the same, but they now see humans as prey, and whatever it is that makes a person human, is now suppressed in them, and a darker element of their psyche has taken over." They pulled up in front of Max's apartment. "So if the machine's not working and we can't change them back, what are we supposed to do?" Agent B turned and looked at James. "If the machines not working, then your friends as you knew them are dead. A piece of them may or may not still be intact somewhere inside there mind, and after what we've both seen, I hope that they're not, as it would be a kind of living hell to be doing the things they have been doing, and not be able to stop themselves. And to answer your question about what we should do, in situations like this my orders a very clear, eliminate the threat to mankind." He handed James a stake. James followed Agent B up to the front door. Agent B stopped and turned to James, who easily kicked the door open. Inside they saw a metal suitcase inside with a note on it, which read: This stopped working for us after we changed, must only work on the living and now we're not. Then a few days ago it just quit working all together. To bad, we were looking to make a Spike and Drusilla to complete our family. By the time you get this note, we'll have already left town. Catch us if you can slayer. We have Faith in you. "Hell? We'll never find them now." Agent B said looking at the note. "It's a lie." James said, feeling tears well up in his eyes. "They're still here. They won't leave until they're done here." "How do you know that they aren't done here?" "Because I'm still alive." A tear rolled down his cheek. They heard a kicking sound coming from the closet and opened the door. Tied to a chair, his mouth duck taped, was Agent W. Agent B removed the tape from his mouth. "They jumped me at the hospital, brought me here and tried to find out all that they could about... the project." He glanced at Agent B. "Where are they going?" James said sternly. "They said something about keeping a low profile and getting out of town. We had better..." A loud whooshing sound was heard as Agent W burst in to a pile of ashes, the outline of his skeleton crumbled into a pile of dust, as James watched, the stake still in his hand. "He was only going to lie to us. Let's go." James said turning, walking back towards the car. Agent B looked for a moment at the pile of dust that had until moments ago been his partner, then turned and followed. Stopping off back at the hotel, the item was waiting that James had requested. "Can this really do what I requested?" James said looking at the technician. "It sure can." "Five by five." He said as he pulled on a trench coat and hung the crossbow pistol on his belt. They pulled up in front of the nightclub that James had gone to as his first night as Faith. Getting out of the car, James and Agent B started walking towards the entrance, when James saw the approach of the big beefy guy who he had slugged the last time he had been there. "Hey Bitch, you think you're hot shit getting that lucky punch in on me the other night, well now..." James had kicked him in the groin and punched him upside his head, knocking him out, before he could finish his sentence. "I didn't have time for that." James said, not turning to look at Agent B. Entering the club, they could tell that it looked like a slow night, but there were still quite a few people milling about. Agent B flashing his id, showed pictures of the actors who played Angel and Darla to the bartender, asking if he'd seem them around. The bartender pointed towards the back of the bar. Crossing the dance floor to the back of the bar, James looked around, and motioned Agent B towards the side delivery entrance. Exiting out into the alley, James spotted the blond haired figure of Darla, still dressed in her Catholic schoolgirl outfit, drinking from the neck of a large black man. Quickly moving up behind her, he stuck the stake in to her heart, and she crumbled to dust. James felt his own heartbreak, knowing that he had just killed one of his friends. "That's not very sportsmen like, stabbing me in the back, I thought we were friends." James turned around to see Darla standing at the end of the alley walking towards him. He glanced back at the pile of dust that was still settling on the ground. "Oh that." She said smiling. "Catholic school girl outfits are as easy to find as some dumb blond girl to fill them. You could call her... my stunt double." She pulled two 45- caliber pistols from her belt and pointed them at James. "I'm hurt that you didn't even take the time to make sure that you were killing the right vampire. Oh well." Without another work Darla started shooting at James, who tried to dive out of the way, but felt a searing pain in his left arm as he hit the ground behind some trashcans. Agent B turned to dive for cover back in the bar, but saw Angelus coming right at him. Agent B tried to jump to the left, but Angelus slammed into him, shoving him ten feet up in the air, hitting the wall on the opposite side of the alley, where he fell to the ground. James clutched his arm and felt blood running between his fingers, rounds from the 45 still whizzed by his head, and he could hear Darla laughing the whole time she fired. Grabbing his stake, James rolled out from behind his minimal cover and threw it at Darla. Both 45's hit the ground and she reached for the stake that was now stuck in her heart. "No!" Was all she was able to whisper, before collapsed in a pile of dust. "Max!" Angelus screamed seeing Darla turn to dust. He backhanded Agent B, who had managed to get back up on his feet, knocking the agent back up against the wall. Angelus charged at James, landing a punch that sent him flying twenty feet down the alley. "You killed Max you son of a bitch, now you're going to suffer." James reached back and drew out the crossbow pistol from his trench coat. He aimed it and fired at Angelus heart. Angelus snatched the arrow out of the air and stood holding it looking at James. "My reflexes are way to fast to get hit by one of these. You should know better than that." Karen said gloating. "I did." James said as he pushed the detonator button on the handle of the pistol. Before Angelus could react, the arrow beeped once and exploded. As the sound of the explosion faded, James heard the familiar whooshing sound and saw the remnants of Angelus' skeleton turning to dust. *** Agent B limped next to the paramedics who were talking James to the hospital, he could feel that his own broken ribs were in serious need of attention, but he had already made a call to the agency and saw someone pulling up in a dark sedan, waiting for him. "Don't worry about those charges against you James, I think I have enough pull to get those cleared up for you." "Faith." James said sitting up. "Call me Faith." "Okay Faith. What are you going to do next?" "Maybe enter some Olympic events. I think I'd do pretty well. Seriously though, I don't know. I'll figure something out." "I'm sure you will. Someone will be by later to help you set up a new id. Birth certificate, driver's license and all that you might need. It's something we do in these cases. I'll be by to see you in a day or two." "Thanks B. You're okay." James said as the paramedics closed the ambulance's doors and took him off to the hospital. Agent B carefully opened the door to the dark sedan, feeling his side protesting in a twinge of pain, and he carefully got inside, closing the door behind him. In the crowd Dan Stevens watched as the ambulance and the black sedan pulled away. He smiled to himself as he looked at all of the attractive ladies who were out watching the nights commotion and he wonder which one he would take home later and have for dinner. One thought stuck out in his mind as he watched the lights of the ambulance fading off into the distance. "I've got to see her again." Possibly to be continued if there is an interest...