JourneyPt1Fic

Previously: Fate (Faith's younger sister) hit her head on a bridge during a rendevous in the car while Faith is driving. They go back to Faith's apartment, adn Fate sees a girl (Morgana) almost get hit by a truck. She goea down to help her. Then Faith comes out, seeing that Fate is talking to Morgana. Faith is very suspicious of Morgana for some reason, although she can't pinpoint why. Faith and Morgana are now having a fight in front of the apartment. Morgana is muttering things under her breath that results in Faith becoming even more suspicious. Morgana wants to help heal Fate in return for her saving her from the truck, but Faith won't let her. Morgana is one of Faith's daughters from the future, but of course Faith doesn't know that, and right now she is trying to get information out of her...

Faith: *holds the knife up to Morg's neck* "Ok, now you've got me pissed. Tell me who the hell you are right now or I swear I'll tear your throat out, no hesitation."

Morgana: *lets out an almost animalistic snarl and a sudden unseen force sends Faith flying backwards off of her...*

Fate: *is standing next to Faith* "Hey sis, qui..." *watches her sister fly backwards* "What the hell..."

Faith: *hits the brick wall* "Oww....."

Fate: *runs to help her up* "Are you ok?"

Morgana: *narrows her eyes behind her dark glasses, but after a short moment, the look on her face turns to concern, though she says nothing*

Faith: "Yea, I'm fine" *tries to get up and falls right back down*

Fate: *grabs her shoulders and pulls her to her feet easily* "You don't look fine"

Morgana: *presses a hand against her neck wgere a small stream of blood trickles down* "Jesus Christ...you're one crazy bitch, you know that?"

Faith: "You're one to talk"

Morgana: *her voice shakes slightly almost as though she's scared or about to cry. She pulls her hand away and looks at the blood* "Jesus fucking Christ..."

Fate: *walks up to Morg and rips a part of hre shirt sleeve off and puts it on Mor's neck* "What do you want?"

Morgana: "I don't want anything...you were the one who warned me about the truck, and I healed you in return.... the score is even. I don't want anything..." *looks past Fate to Faith almost warily. She adjusts her dark glasses, seemingly untroubled by the fact that it's night out...*

Fate: "What's with the fighting?" *stands there with her arms folded, waiting for an answer*

Morgana: "You were here, you saw what happened...she flipped and attacked me..guess she took acception to my face. I should go..."

Faith: *cuts Mor off* "No, you're not going anywhere until you tell me what you are doing here. I've been in this town long enough not to trust anyone, especially when they've got secrets behind their backs."

Morgana: *is reminded of the arguments she's had both with her sister Brenna and with her mom* "Get the fuck out of my way"

Faith: "Don't make me pull the knife on you again..."

Fate: *stands in between them and pushes them both to the ground* "What the hell is wrong with you both?"

Faith: "I'm trying to find out who this psycho bitch is, and you should be helping me, Fate"

Morgana: *lets out another growl as she hits the ground, her glasses knocked askew..she quickly fixed them before standing again...*
"Oh get over yourself... for fuck sake"

Morgana: "Psycho? Fuck...and you're one to talk.."

Fate: *brushes her hair off her face, shining her blue eyes*

Faith: *Morg's last comment seems to have struck a nerve and she attacks her by rushing her with the knife and slashes at her face with it*

Fate: *grabs Faith off Mor* "Hey! Break it up!"

Morgana: *jumps back, but stumbles and falls, sprawling on the ground. Her glasses finally fly off just out of her reach* "Shit!" *tries to grab for her glasses*

Fate: *grabs Faith's wrist and throws the knife away*

Faith: *reaches out of Fate's grasp and steps on Mor's glasses, crushing them to pieces as she raises an eyebrow in an evil stare*

Fate: *Looks at Mor, speechless* "Er...uh...um.."

Morgana: *tosses her head clearing her newly black hair out of her two differently colored eyes..both vivid colors unnatural in humans...one emerald green and the other sapphire blue. Thankfully it's dark enough that they can't see that her pupils are slit vertically like a feline's* "Fuck! I needed those!!"

Fate: "Woo, either I'm trippin or sista girl has to different colored eyes here..."

Morgana: "Thanks so very much....fuck..it's bad enough I have 'dragon' eyes...but at least I was able to hide them with my glasses..."

Faith: *looks at Mor's eyes* "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Morgana: "Me? ME!? You fucking attacked me and you ask what's wrong with me?" *then in a softer voice* "Fuck...this is so fucking unbelievable..."

Fate: "Damn, sis, I don't know what she's on, but hey, I'd be pretty pissed if my glasses got crushed, so..."

Morgana: "Excuse me? What I'm on?"

Faith: "Look, all I'm trying to do is to get you to tell me what the fuck you're doing here, and if violence is the answer, so be it"

Morgana: "Question: what business is it of your's anyway?"

Fate: *side smirks*

Morgana: "Okay, fine...my mam spent some time here when she was younger...I heard a lot about it when I was a chold and decided to come and check it out for myselft...is there some law against that in this fucking insane town?"

Fate: *coughs and looks back at Mor and Faith* "I suppose you'll be telling me that you time travelled here?" *raises an eyebrow*

Morgana: "Fuck, this is re-goddamned-diculous..." *narrows her eyes* "I didn't ask your buddy here to save me from that truck...I didn't ask to get involvved or even mee with you...I don't need this shit...I really don't" *makes a dissmissive gesture similar to one that Hope often makes*

Fate: "Well excuuse me, Jesus Christ, I go and save your ass 'cause some damn speeding truck was gonna melon you..."

Morgana: "Actually....I knew it was coming...thanks anyway..."

Fate: *rolls her eyes* "Great...I try and do something right...for once, and bang in my face it goes..." *kicks a car nearby*

Morgana: *looks back at Fate* "Look, it's not your fault she's a psycho..."

Faith: " Psycho?? God, how many times do I have to keep hearing that?? And what the hell do I have to do to get this out of you??"

Morgana: "And it's not your fault she's wants to kill me..."

Faith: "Well, I never said that...but it could be arranged..."

Morgana: "There's nothing you can do to make me change my mind once it's made up, so just deal."

Faith: "That's it..." *runs back up to the motel room and digs in her closet*

Fate: *heads toward Mor*

Faith: *finds her crossbow and goes over to the window*

Faith: *nocks the arrow in place; can't be seen by Mor*

Fate: "Look, I'm sorry, but she really hates people not telling her straight"

Faith: *finger twitches on the trigger, palms sweating from frustration and anger*

Morgana: *shrugs with surprising fluidity* "Her problem, not mine....I can't tell her because it would screw a lot of stuff up..."

Fate: *stands in front of Mor, getting in Faith's way, not knowing about the arrow*

Faith: *pulls the trigger*

Fate: *pulls Mor aside*

Faith: *the arrow misses just slightly, brazing Fate's arm*

Fate: *grabs her arm*

Faith: "Shit!"

Fate: "Fuckin hell!!"

Faith: *jumps out the window and lands down on the street*

Morgana: "Shit..." *looks up toward the wondow and then at Fate's arm* "Let me see that..."

Faith: *runs over to Fate while pushing Mor out of the way*

Morgana: *lets out a yelp and falls backward, the air knocked out of her and her head striking the pavement*

Fate: "Jesus...what the hell?!"

Morgana: *lets out a pained groan and opensher eyes slightly to look up at Faith and Fate*

Fate: *rips off a part of her shirt and makes a bandage using her teeth and other hand*

Fate: "Sis...what was that for??"

Faith: "God, sis, I'm soo sorry. I was aiming for her...." *points to Mor*

Morgana: *sniffs and rolls over to stand* "This is my fault...I really have to go..." *presses a hand to the back of her head where it struck the pavement and then feels her knees buckle*

Fate:"It's alright sis...I'm still alive..only just...next time you go shooting me, make sure I'm looking, k?"

Faith: "Yea, sure..." *is puzzled by her sister's strange sense of humor and sarcasm*

Fate: *heads over to Mor*

Faith: *grabs Fate's good arm* "No, leave her."

Fate: "I'm not gonna do that...now are ya gonna help me or not?"

Faith: "And why would I want to do a stupid thing like that?"

Morgana: "Tries to shake herself free of Fate, but is kind of disoriented from the blow she took to her head* "It's okay..."

Fate: *releases her arm from Faith's grip*

Morgana: "I don't want to make things any worse between you two than they already are..."

Faith: "Things are FINE between us...it's you that's the problem."

Morgana: "That's why I'm trying to go..." *wipes furiously at a tear that escapes her eye and tries to shake herself free of Fate's grip again*

Fate: "Look, whoever you are...things are ok...Faith's just gonna have to play happy families tonight."