@kingkbra gets some vampire vibes in the Valley - Cobras have fangs, right?
"Ugh, cretins.”
Faith didn’t have a lot of options for places to comfortably loiter in avoidance of returning home. Her mother was between jobs (read: got wicked fired) and was spending every night in the arms of Jack, Jim, or Jameson if she was feeling internationally inspired. It left Faith to fend for herself, which she didn’t mind as much when her teacher was in town. British chick, training her in self-defense and ways to fight the undead.
Oh yeah, ‘cuz there were vampires in the Valley.
But Faith wasn’t supposed to kill them. Not yet. Not unless some other girl with superpowers bit the big one and the universe decided it was her turn. So she didn’t go looking for trouble she couldn’t handle. To anyone else, the idea of slaying would sound like a fantasy. A joke. Another reason for bullies like Dutch and his goons to pick on the new kid after school (as hard as she tried to present a cool, disaffected exterior).
“Don’t you mouth-breathers have anything better to do right now?” She tightened her grip on her book bag as the boys approached. “I hear you guys like to get real sweaty at night and practice your positions. All that gruntin’ and touchin’ - yeah, real manly stuff behind closed doors.”