The underworld of crime isn't just on mars, oh hell no it stretches it's cold hands out across the galaxy. You can't escape it no matter how far or fast you run.
bounty hunters aren't the only type of hunter out there, the difference is..these hunters don't have to bring a body in.
3,2,1.....let's jam
DEMO:
"Always remember, no matter what happens or how dead you think the person is, unless you've poked a cold hard body and then burned it...chances are they're not dead, and when they figure out their not, chances are they're going to be pissed as hell and want revenge. Don't forget, there was a reason you wanted to kill them in the first place," Julian said exhaling smoke and letting it blow around his face. "So don't stop unless they, their family and any people who might've liked them are dead." Julian finished throwing the cigarett out the window and facing the figure on the bed, he pulled back the syringe and positioned it over the IV, just as his mobile phone rang "What now?" he groaned picking it up.
"Abort, that bastard isn't going down that easily"
"That's just asking to die" he said.
"Then let him come, I am going to kill him before he has the chance" Julian sighed and hung up looking at the figure on the bed. He sighed and shook his head, turning he walked out of the room.
"Damn feline" he muttered under his breath.
FORGET THE BLUES, LETS JAM (SPOILER ALERT!)
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Jam 1: Tune Up
Nothing moved. in five minuets the dust had settled, the rubble had rolled into it's final positions. Every human was either dead or unconcious, even Vicious's prized bird. Even those who were bleeding were bleeding sluggishly, like even their blood didn't want to leave them anymore.
Faye Valentine was different. Always had been and always would be, no getting around that. The second Spike walked out she threw the gun at the door, denting it. Then she stalked over to the hanger, Jet grabbed her arm.
"Faye he has to do this alone" Jet said seriously
"No! Let me go! I'm going to kill that bastard with my bare hands!" she yelled at him. Jet sighed and dragged the vivacious young woman over to the couch where he handcuffed her. Sitting on the edge he sighed and buried his face in his hands. "So that's it? You're just going to let him die like that?" she questioned harshly
"It's not up to me when or where he dies" Jet said glumly "I wish it was though"
"Yeah" Faye sighed "Me too"
"Freeze! Police!" cops kicked open the doors and looked around the room.
"Oh my god" one muttered looking at the massacer
"Okay check 'em all, I want survivors damnit!" the commander yelled. They went running around trying to find the survivors--if there were any.
"Hey! I think I got one!" someone said leaning over a black-haired man "Yeah he's alive!"
"This one's got a heartbeat but I think his lung's gone!" another one yelled over a body. "OH wait--no he's dead" the search continued, endless turning over bodies. Finally there was the tally of those alive, 3 total.
-John Doe
-Kiram, Logan
-Morgan, James
Doctors finally got Mogan and Doe stabalized, Kiram was dead. Doe was in a coma along with Morgan. Thats when the man came inside. Naturally handsome and charming he walked through the corridors with an air of importance.
"Yes sir? Can I help you?" a receptionist asked
"Yes, I might know the John Doe brought in earlier" he said smiling lightly at the receptionist "I was wondering if I could see him" the receptionist made a quick call and eyed him.
"fifth floor, room 1530"
"Thank you" he said winking and walked down the hallway. Getting into the elevator he hit the button and rode up, stopping the elevator and getting out he walked to the room and opened it. QUickly he went inside and walked to the bed, eyeing the beat-up figure. He shook his head at the steady beeping and ran a hand over the figure's temples. He felt the thin wires, almost unitectable. Smiling widely he pulled his hand back and walked out of the room.
"Did you find him?" asked a nurse
"No, sorry" he said and walked out of the hospital, turning he pulled out his cell phone. "We're going to need and opprative inside the hospital" he said "It's him"
"Hey Jet!" Jet turned to see Faye standing behin him "I was wondering if you've ever herd of personal bouties?" Jet sighed
"Faye those are illegal. Only the--" he stopped and stared at her. She smiled wickidly "Oh no, we're not going to--"
"It's not just that!" she cried "There's more money and Jet please! Let's just try it and if it doesn't work we'll go back to honest bounties, I swear" Jet rubbed his eyes, a promise from Faye was not a good one.
"Alright fine" he threw up his hands "We'll try it" Faye grinned and nodded.
Faye Valentine was different. Always had been and always would be, no getting around that. The second Spike walked out she threw the gun at the door, denting it. Then she stalked over to the hanger, Jet grabbed her arm.
"Faye he has to do this alone" Jet said seriously
"No! Let me go! I'm going to kill that bastard with my bare hands!" she yelled at him. Jet sighed and dragged the vivacious young woman over to the couch where he handcuffed her. Sitting on the edge he sighed and buried his face in his hands. "So that's it? You're just going to let him die like that?" she questioned harshly
"It's not up to me when or where he dies" Jet said glumly "I wish it was though"
"Yeah" Faye sighed "Me too"
"Freeze! Police!" cops kicked open the doors and looked around the room.
"Oh my god" one muttered looking at the massacer
"Okay check 'em all, I want survivors damnit!" the commander yelled. They went running around trying to find the survivors--if there were any.
"Hey! I think I got one!" someone said leaning over a black-haired man "Yeah he's alive!"
"This one's got a heartbeat but I think his lung's gone!" another one yelled over a body. "OH wait--no he's dead" the search continued, endless turning over bodies. Finally there was the tally of those alive, 3 total.
-John Doe
-Kiram, Logan
-Morgan, James
Doctors finally got Mogan and Doe stabalized, Kiram was dead. Doe was in a coma along with Morgan. Thats when the man came inside. Naturally handsome and charming he walked through the corridors with an air of importance.
"Yes sir? Can I help you?" a receptionist asked
"Yes, I might know the John Doe brought in earlier" he said smiling lightly at the receptionist "I was wondering if I could see him" the receptionist made a quick call and eyed him.
"fifth floor, room 1530"
"Thank you" he said winking and walked down the hallway. Getting into the elevator he hit the button and rode up, stopping the elevator and getting out he walked to the room and opened it. QUickly he went inside and walked to the bed, eyeing the beat-up figure. He shook his head at the steady beeping and ran a hand over the figure's temples. He felt the thin wires, almost unitectable. Smiling widely he pulled his hand back and walked out of the room.
"Did you find him?" asked a nurse
"No, sorry" he said and walked out of the hospital, turning he pulled out his cell phone. "We're going to need and opprative inside the hospital" he said "It's him"
"Hey Jet!" Jet turned to see Faye standing behin him "I was wondering if you've ever herd of personal bouties?" Jet sighed
"Faye those are illegal. Only the--" he stopped and stared at her. She smiled wickidly "Oh no, we're not going to--"
"It's not just that!" she cried "There's more money and Jet please! Let's just try it and if it doesn't work we'll go back to honest bounties, I swear" Jet rubbed his eyes, a promise from Faye was not a good one.
"Alright fine" he threw up his hands "We'll try it" Faye grinned and nodded.
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JAM 2: SCALES
1.5 years later
Julian Tier Spierf was tall and lanky. People said he looked like a ghost but was too obnoxious to be one--Julian agreed. He sighed and exhaled the smoke from the cigarett turning to the bed.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen" he said smirking "Such great hopes, such potential and look where it got you. You see this is why all your 'never lose my emtions' crap is a pain in the ass." he sighed and exhaled again. Inhaling he spoke "Remember what you used to say? The cardinal rule: Always remember, no matter what happens or how dead you think the person is, unless you've poked a cold hard body and then burned it...chances are they're not dead, and when they figure out their not, chances are they're going to be pissed as hell and want revenge. Don't forget, there was a reason you wanted to kill them in the first place," Julian said exhaling smoke and letting it blow around his face. "So don't stop unless they, their family and any people who might've liked them are dead." Julian finished throwing the cigarett out the window and facing the figure on the bed, he pulled back the syringe and positioned it over the IV, just as his mobile phone rang "What now?" he groaned picking it up.
"Abort, that bastard isn't going down that easily"
"That's just asking to die" he said.
"Then let him come, I am going to kill him before he has the chance" Julian sighed and hung up looking at the figure on the bed. He sighed and shook his head, turning he walked out of the room.
"Damn feline" he muttered under his breath and lit up again.
3 years later
"Not awake?" the doctor shook his head. Julian nodded his thanks and walked out, to radio the notice to his superiors. this was taking long--too long.
4 years later
Lungs that had only taken shallow breaths for the last 4 years suddenly contracted painfully. He gasped in air, eyes trying to take in everything.
'bang, you're dead' falling, faster and faster, landing on the ground, blacking out...faye? Julia--dead, Vicious--damn that felt good, he was dead too. Ed? Ein? Faye? Jet? nothing was making sense. He couldn't move, all he could do was lay there and stare at the ceiling. He tried to gasp again, get the oxygen he required, that didn't work. All he felt was the burning in his lungs. 'Don't walk away!' bang bang bang, she probably slammed that entire round into the ceiling trying to stop him from leaving--no he was gone. He couldn't be dead, being dead wouldn't hurt this much, wouldn't threaten his sanity like this.
"Well look who's up, hello sleeping beauty how was your nap?"
"What's going on?" SPike rasped, it was hard to talk
"What's going on" Julian repeated "Well lets see you trashed our headquarters, kill two high up members and fall into a coma"
"A coma?" Spike repeated trying to understand what was going on.
"Yes a coma, for four years" he hissed "But don't worry, your precious bebopian's arent coming this time, you're dead now Spike Speigal, no-one's going to save you--espeically not yourself" he looked into Spike's eyes "You have the look of a caged Lion Spiegal, you're trying to escape and you can't figure out which way is up, you're trying to get out and the door's right infront of you--but every time you move it move's with you" he leaned back "Face it, you're screwed. UNless another beautiful girls comes in to save your ass again"
Faye Valentine was posing as a nurse's aid, easy to get the job. She was on the lookout for James Morgan, personal bouty was set at 5 million woolongs. He was a comatose patient, floor 15. She walked out, his room was 1532. Faye walked to it and looked at the unconcious man infront of her through the window on the door. She opened it--but something caught her ears. Another door was opened slightly and someone was taunting the person in the bed. Faye grabbed a phone and quickly called to inform the staff. She went inside to get her bounty, grabbing the body and stuffing him into the weelchair. Three doctors went into the room 1530.
"Sir you'll have to le--he's awake! Can you understand me? Don't try to talk, you've been asleep for four years Mr. Doe, now let me check this--" Faye sighed and walked out of the hospital.
It was late when Faye went back inside the hospital. Being the klutz she was she'd left her cell phone and gun in the patient's room, descreetly underneath the bed but there none the less. She found them underneath the bed and pulled them out, sighing contently at the familiar objects.
"Look you're not going anywhere now"
"Watch me" a harsh voice rasped, barely recignizable as a voice.
"You can't just walk out! YOu can't even walk!"
"So give me a weelchair"
"Mr. Doe this is insanity, you aren't walking out of here in a hospital gown and a weelchair, stay the week at least!"
"No"
"Mr. Doe--you need help"
"I can help myself thanks" Faye had no idea why she was standing there evesdropping, this guy had woken up recently, there was no reason for her to think he'd know anything about bounties or something. She ran a hand through her hair.
"Let me call Mr. Spierf then" Faye froze, Spierf? Julian Spierf? The 50 million woolong bounty Julian Spierf? She inched closer to the door.
"No!" the voice said sharply. Faye smiled icily, this guy (he probably was a guy) knew Spierf, she could use this to her advantage.
"They you'll stay, at least the night?"
"The night" he repeated "Fine" the nurse's footsteps walked away. Faye waited a minuet before ducking into the room.
"Where's Spierf?" she demanded harshly
"I don't know, I don't care" he said
"You'd better, otherwise I'll lodge a bullet through your head"
"Eh, I probably wouldn't die" he muttered under his breath
"What?"
"Listen lady I don't know where he is" he said rolling over and closing his eyes. But since it was pitch black in the room it didn't much matter. He heard the hammer being pulled back on a gun and laughed under his breath. Good, let them riddle him full of led, he'd welcome death right now.
"Well?" she said tensely, her finger tightening on the trigger. Faye reached over and flicked on the lights. In her shock she pulled the trigger and shot him.
1.5 years later
Julian Tier Spierf was tall and lanky. People said he looked like a ghost but was too obnoxious to be one--Julian agreed. He sighed and exhaled the smoke from the cigarett turning to the bed.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen" he said smirking "Such great hopes, such potential and look where it got you. You see this is why all your 'never lose my emtions' crap is a pain in the ass." he sighed and exhaled again. Inhaling he spoke "Remember what you used to say? The cardinal rule: Always remember, no matter what happens or how dead you think the person is, unless you've poked a cold hard body and then burned it...chances are they're not dead, and when they figure out their not, chances are they're going to be pissed as hell and want revenge. Don't forget, there was a reason you wanted to kill them in the first place," Julian said exhaling smoke and letting it blow around his face. "So don't stop unless they, their family and any people who might've liked them are dead." Julian finished throwing the cigarett out the window and facing the figure on the bed, he pulled back the syringe and positioned it over the IV, just as his mobile phone rang "What now?" he groaned picking it up.
"Abort, that bastard isn't going down that easily"
"That's just asking to die" he said.
"Then let him come, I am going to kill him before he has the chance" Julian sighed and hung up looking at the figure on the bed. He sighed and shook his head, turning he walked out of the room.
"Damn feline" he muttered under his breath and lit up again.
3 years later
"Not awake?" the doctor shook his head. Julian nodded his thanks and walked out, to radio the notice to his superiors. this was taking long--too long.
4 years later
Lungs that had only taken shallow breaths for the last 4 years suddenly contracted painfully. He gasped in air, eyes trying to take in everything.
'bang, you're dead' falling, faster and faster, landing on the ground, blacking out...faye? Julia--dead, Vicious--damn that felt good, he was dead too. Ed? Ein? Faye? Jet? nothing was making sense. He couldn't move, all he could do was lay there and stare at the ceiling. He tried to gasp again, get the oxygen he required, that didn't work. All he felt was the burning in his lungs. 'Don't walk away!' bang bang bang, she probably slammed that entire round into the ceiling trying to stop him from leaving--no he was gone. He couldn't be dead, being dead wouldn't hurt this much, wouldn't threaten his sanity like this.
"Well look who's up, hello sleeping beauty how was your nap?"
"What's going on?" SPike rasped, it was hard to talk
"What's going on" Julian repeated "Well lets see you trashed our headquarters, kill two high up members and fall into a coma"
"A coma?" Spike repeated trying to understand what was going on.
"Yes a coma, for four years" he hissed "But don't worry, your precious bebopian's arent coming this time, you're dead now Spike Speigal, no-one's going to save you--espeically not yourself" he looked into Spike's eyes "You have the look of a caged Lion Spiegal, you're trying to escape and you can't figure out which way is up, you're trying to get out and the door's right infront of you--but every time you move it move's with you" he leaned back "Face it, you're screwed. UNless another beautiful girls comes in to save your ass again"
Faye Valentine was posing as a nurse's aid, easy to get the job. She was on the lookout for James Morgan, personal bouty was set at 5 million woolongs. He was a comatose patient, floor 15. She walked out, his room was 1532. Faye walked to it and looked at the unconcious man infront of her through the window on the door. She opened it--but something caught her ears. Another door was opened slightly and someone was taunting the person in the bed. Faye grabbed a phone and quickly called to inform the staff. She went inside to get her bounty, grabbing the body and stuffing him into the weelchair. Three doctors went into the room 1530.
"Sir you'll have to le--he's awake! Can you understand me? Don't try to talk, you've been asleep for four years Mr. Doe, now let me check this--" Faye sighed and walked out of the hospital.
It was late when Faye went back inside the hospital. Being the klutz she was she'd left her cell phone and gun in the patient's room, descreetly underneath the bed but there none the less. She found them underneath the bed and pulled them out, sighing contently at the familiar objects.
"Look you're not going anywhere now"
"Watch me" a harsh voice rasped, barely recignizable as a voice.
"You can't just walk out! YOu can't even walk!"
"So give me a weelchair"
"Mr. Doe this is insanity, you aren't walking out of here in a hospital gown and a weelchair, stay the week at least!"
"No"
"Mr. Doe--you need help"
"I can help myself thanks" Faye had no idea why she was standing there evesdropping, this guy had woken up recently, there was no reason for her to think he'd know anything about bounties or something. She ran a hand through her hair.
"Let me call Mr. Spierf then" Faye froze, Spierf? Julian Spierf? The 50 million woolong bounty Julian Spierf? She inched closer to the door.
"No!" the voice said sharply. Faye smiled icily, this guy (he probably was a guy) knew Spierf, she could use this to her advantage.
"They you'll stay, at least the night?"
"The night" he repeated "Fine" the nurse's footsteps walked away. Faye waited a minuet before ducking into the room.
"Where's Spierf?" she demanded harshly
"I don't know, I don't care" he said
"You'd better, otherwise I'll lodge a bullet through your head"
"Eh, I probably wouldn't die" he muttered under his breath
"What?"
"Listen lady I don't know where he is" he said rolling over and closing his eyes. But since it was pitch black in the room it didn't much matter. He heard the hammer being pulled back on a gun and laughed under his breath. Good, let them riddle him full of led, he'd welcome death right now.
"Well?" she said tensely, her finger tightening on the trigger. Faye reached over and flicked on the lights. In her shock she pulled the trigger and shot him.
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Julian pushed open the double doors of the mansion and walked down the long hallway.
"Hard night?" Julian glared at his colleague Vaquero. Vaquero sighed and pushed his hat back. "I'll take that as a yes"
"Take it as you will" Julian snarled and walked into the room. The two stopped infront of the chair.
"Well?"
"He's awake"
"I know that, i was asking about Ms. Valentine, seems she was in the hospital as well--and now Morgan's missing?" he clucked his tounge "Dear me I think you two are slipping" he laughed harshly "This is the final warning--dismissed!" the walked out
"Faye!" Spike coughed, why couldn't he talk. She had turned and ran out of the room like she'd seen a ghost--well to her that's probably what he was. "Faye wait" Faye ran down the stairs--all 30 flights (2 per floor) as fast as she could. She collapsed at the end, gasping for breath, feeling weak.
"I-i-it can't b-be him" she panted "It can't be!" but her nagging doubts made her go insaine. Faye sighed and closed her eyes. She walked out and went to the doorway, pulling it open she saw two men talking to a nurse.
"Just woke up--why?"
"Official Syndicate Buisness" once again Faye ran up the stairs as fast as she could and burst into Spike's room.
"d...........d..........don't t...talk" she panted catching her breath "There are men down there from the Syndicate" Spike sighed
"There are always men from the syndicate" he muttered. Faye wanted to scream at him but restrained herself by running out of the room and returning with scrubs. THrowing them at him she turned around.
"Get dressed" she said
"No" Faye whipped around and marched over to him, drawing back her hand she slapped him.
'i've wanted to do that forever' she thought
"Get dressed you lug, now!" she yelled and turned around. He sighed and got dressed. Faye turned around when he was done and quickly pulled his IV out. PUlling one arm over his shoulder she helped him up and together they made their way to into the stairs.
"You know that bastard will do anything to get his enemies---except going out and doing it himself" muttered Vaquero exhaling. Julian laughed.
"Hard night?" Julian glared at his colleague Vaquero. Vaquero sighed and pushed his hat back. "I'll take that as a yes"
"Take it as you will" Julian snarled and walked into the room. The two stopped infront of the chair.
"Well?"
"He's awake"
"I know that, i was asking about Ms. Valentine, seems she was in the hospital as well--and now Morgan's missing?" he clucked his tounge "Dear me I think you two are slipping" he laughed harshly "This is the final warning--dismissed!" the walked out
"Faye!" Spike coughed, why couldn't he talk. She had turned and ran out of the room like she'd seen a ghost--well to her that's probably what he was. "Faye wait" Faye ran down the stairs--all 30 flights (2 per floor) as fast as she could. She collapsed at the end, gasping for breath, feeling weak.
"I-i-it can't b-be him" she panted "It can't be!" but her nagging doubts made her go insaine. Faye sighed and closed her eyes. She walked out and went to the doorway, pulling it open she saw two men talking to a nurse.
"Just woke up--why?"
"Official Syndicate Buisness" once again Faye ran up the stairs as fast as she could and burst into Spike's room.
"d...........d..........don't t...talk" she panted catching her breath "There are men down there from the Syndicate" Spike sighed
"There are always men from the syndicate" he muttered. Faye wanted to scream at him but restrained herself by running out of the room and returning with scrubs. THrowing them at him she turned around.
"Get dressed" she said
"No" Faye whipped around and marched over to him, drawing back her hand she slapped him.
'i've wanted to do that forever' she thought
"Get dressed you lug, now!" she yelled and turned around. He sighed and got dressed. Faye turned around when he was done and quickly pulled his IV out. PUlling one arm over his shoulder she helped him up and together they made their way to into the stairs.
"You know that bastard will do anything to get his enemies---except going out and doing it himself" muttered Vaquero exhaling. Julian laughed.
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They were in the stairwell together, not moving. Faye was pretty sure she wasn't breathing she was so confused. Her eyes were on the door when really she just wanted to make sure it was him. Faye remembered when he'd left, when he'd gone, when jet wouldn't let her go after him. She'd spent a week debating, a week wishing, a week hating--all in all a month of being what Jet called 'a poster girl for PMS'. Then she'd became a personal bounty hunter and now the Bebop was restored to its former glory, Jet had all the money he needed to do repairs, cook and indulge his Bonsai's. Faye could go on massive shopping sprees, indulge her whims. The first thing they did with the money (though it shocked them both) was get new hardware for 'Tomato'. They went to deliever one thing and left with three: Ed, En and the newely updated Tomato. The only sign that something was wrong was the door at the end of the hallway. It was exactly the same (okay maybe Jet had snuck in there and made the bed and aired it out). Each member knew they had been in the room a few times but none of them spoke to each other about it.
something crashed.
"Damnit he's not here!" a voice yelled.
"Hey you two, psst!" they looked down. Vaquero was standing below them, motioning frantically. Spike looked down and cursed silently.
"What?" Faye asked
"That's Vaquero, an expert marksman--with the Syndicate" Spike hissed. Vaquero ran up the stairs and stood infront of them.
"You two better come with me"
"No way" Faye hissed sharply
"Look Valentine--my neice Ed just sent me I suggest you come now" the two traded glances "My neice Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV" he repeated "Appledelhi, he's my brother" in a last ditch effort, Vaquero pulled out his gun and motioned to the doorway "You wanna go with them or me?"
"Ed?"
"Uncle person!" Ed launched herself at Vaquero who caught her easily "YOu got Ed's email!" she shouted joyously
"Yep honey, I got your email" laughed Vaquero.
"Faye-Faye you brought Spike-Person--hooray!" yelled Ed enthusiastically "Jet person said Spike person was gone, Jet person was very sad" she stage whispered to Spike "He said Faye Faye was PMS poster-girl, she was very angry too"
"Jet?!"
"Yeah?" Jet came out of the room and stopped.
"Hey jet" Spike said
"S--spike?!" Jet cried, he had to make sure, he had to know that Spike Spiegel--who was standing there in hospital room scrubs being supported by a tall spanish-looking man who was holding Ed in the other hand and Faye who looked like she needed to shoot something, or because he was bleeding like she had shot something--wasn't a ghost. Spike nodded slowly.
"He was in a coma for four years" Vaquero offered "He woke up yesterday" Jet could only stare.
"Jet person's very quiet" Ed said "Not like Jet person, nope nope"
"I think he's just shocked" Faye said to the younger girl
"Really Faye faye? Why?"
"BEcause people who are supposed to be dead don't usually come waltzing in after four years--exscuse or not" she said quickly seeing Spike glare at her, Faye glared right back "Vaquero, lets get him to his room"
""Jet this is Unlce-person, Tomato found Faye Faye in hospital and sent Uncle person to go get her. Tomato didn't know John Doe doe was Spike person!" Ed called over Vaquero's shoulder as he helped Spike into his room.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN FOUR YEARS?!" Spike yelled, he had heard but didn't register
"You've been in a coma for four years" Vaquero repeated gently. Spike ran a hand through his hair--realizing it was a bit longer than he'd remembered--actually it was a lot longer than he'd remembered.
"You trashed our headquarters, killed Vicious and Julia, then just went into a coma--mind you your injuries were rather extensive"
"Vicious and Julia are dead?" Spike asked, for some reason the last thing he remembered was walking away from Faye. He closed his eyes. The sound of a door closing was the only response he got to his question.
something crashed.
"Damnit he's not here!" a voice yelled.
"Hey you two, psst!" they looked down. Vaquero was standing below them, motioning frantically. Spike looked down and cursed silently.
"What?" Faye asked
"That's Vaquero, an expert marksman--with the Syndicate" Spike hissed. Vaquero ran up the stairs and stood infront of them.
"You two better come with me"
"No way" Faye hissed sharply
"Look Valentine--my neice Ed just sent me I suggest you come now" the two traded glances "My neice Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV" he repeated "Appledelhi, he's my brother" in a last ditch effort, Vaquero pulled out his gun and motioned to the doorway "You wanna go with them or me?"
"Ed?"
"Uncle person!" Ed launched herself at Vaquero who caught her easily "YOu got Ed's email!" she shouted joyously
"Yep honey, I got your email" laughed Vaquero.
"Faye-Faye you brought Spike-Person--hooray!" yelled Ed enthusiastically "Jet person said Spike person was gone, Jet person was very sad" she stage whispered to Spike "He said Faye Faye was PMS poster-girl, she was very angry too"
"Jet?!"
"Yeah?" Jet came out of the room and stopped.
"Hey jet" Spike said
"S--spike?!" Jet cried, he had to make sure, he had to know that Spike Spiegel--who was standing there in hospital room scrubs being supported by a tall spanish-looking man who was holding Ed in the other hand and Faye who looked like she needed to shoot something, or because he was bleeding like she had shot something--wasn't a ghost. Spike nodded slowly.
"He was in a coma for four years" Vaquero offered "He woke up yesterday" Jet could only stare.
"Jet person's very quiet" Ed said "Not like Jet person, nope nope"
"I think he's just shocked" Faye said to the younger girl
"Really Faye faye? Why?"
"BEcause people who are supposed to be dead don't usually come waltzing in after four years--exscuse or not" she said quickly seeing Spike glare at her, Faye glared right back "Vaquero, lets get him to his room"
""Jet this is Unlce-person, Tomato found Faye Faye in hospital and sent Uncle person to go get her. Tomato didn't know John Doe doe was Spike person!" Ed called over Vaquero's shoulder as he helped Spike into his room.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN FOUR YEARS?!" Spike yelled, he had heard but didn't register
"You've been in a coma for four years" Vaquero repeated gently. Spike ran a hand through his hair--realizing it was a bit longer than he'd remembered--actually it was a lot longer than he'd remembered.
"You trashed our headquarters, killed Vicious and Julia, then just went into a coma--mind you your injuries were rather extensive"
"Vicious and Julia are dead?" Spike asked, for some reason the last thing he remembered was walking away from Faye. He closed his eyes. The sound of a door closing was the only response he got to his question.
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Faye walked out of the large mansion, in her hand was a wad of bills, well actually it was in a rather bulging back pack that was in her hand. the wad wouldn't have fit in her palms alone. She threw it into the Red-Tail and took off. When she got to the Bebop, something was different. First off, the living room furniture had been pushed back and a shirtless figure was training diligently. Vaquero was helping him fight, they were practicing martial arts. Faye rolled her eyes.
"Men," she muttered "Jet!"
"Yeah?"
"I'm back!" she yelled and tossed him the bag. He caught it deftly and went back to his Bonsais. Faye flopped on the couch and put her feet on the armrest, watching the two shirless men fight.
"Spike person and Uncle person are getting very wet," Ed said coming by the couch. Faye swung her legs onto the rim of the couch and lay so her head was on the floor. Ed did the same thing and Ein curled up on the edge of the couch. "Spike-person's very skinny like Ed!" she cried "Do all people get skinny when they sleep for a long time Faye Faye?"
"I guess," Faye said "But you'd have to ask Lunkhead over there," she said pointing at Spike. He rolled his eyes and dodged the kick Vaquero exicuted.
"Uncle persons very good," Ed said looking at Vaquero "But Spike-persons good too, Ein thinks so too, Ein agrees with Ed!" Faye laughed.
"Dinner!" Jet yelled
"Men," she muttered "Jet!"
"Yeah?"
"I'm back!" she yelled and tossed him the bag. He caught it deftly and went back to his Bonsais. Faye flopped on the couch and put her feet on the armrest, watching the two shirless men fight.
"Spike person and Uncle person are getting very wet," Ed said coming by the couch. Faye swung her legs onto the rim of the couch and lay so her head was on the floor. Ed did the same thing and Ein curled up on the edge of the couch. "Spike-person's very skinny like Ed!" she cried "Do all people get skinny when they sleep for a long time Faye Faye?"
"I guess," Faye said "But you'd have to ask Lunkhead over there," she said pointing at Spike. He rolled his eyes and dodged the kick Vaquero exicuted.
"Uncle persons very good," Ed said looking at Vaquero "But Spike-persons good too, Ein thinks so too, Ein agrees with Ed!" Faye laughed.
"Dinner!" Jet yelled
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"So why aren't Faye and Ed at each other's throats?" Spike asked curiously when Faye and Ed were gone. Jet shook his head and laughed.
"Well we got some stuff for the Tomato, least we could do for the kid after she'd done so much for us. We found her in her dad's house staring strait ahead and not saying anything. She was even skinnier than before, Ein was half-dead infront of her. Faye--" he laughed "Faye it seems has some motherly instinct. After using a few very harsh words on Ed's father she kicked his ass, grabbed Ed in one arm, Ein in the other and walked onto the ship. Those two have been close ever since." SPike luaghed, he couldn't picture Faye doing something like that, "I was shocked too."
"Talking about me are you?" Faye asked walking inside wearing nothing but a towel, her hair wet from the shower. "What are you two staring at?" she demanded crossly going in the fridge and getting out a bottle of water.
"I was telling Spike here about your rescue of Ed," Jet said motioning towards Spike.
"Faye Faye save Ed and Ein and Tomato!" Ed's joyous cry came from the hallway "Faye Faye is good! Yep yep!" Fayne shook her head "Look! Spike-person's on Tomato! Personal Bounty of 100 million woolongs!" everyone ran out to the Tomato where sure enough Spike was on the screen, smiling slightly. It was an old photo because he was back to back with Vicious. He had a gun in one hand, Vicious had a sword in the same one. In the background, faintly you could make out two people by the crest of the Red Dragon Syndicate. Standing beside Vicious, was a blond woman. Faye squinted and made out Julia, Vicious had his arm around the blond's waist and she was smiling at him.
"Well that explains a lot," Faye said seeing the arm and Vicious looking at the woman. She looked back up at Spike--he was walking away. Jet sighed and shook his head seeing the picture.
Vaquero sighed and exhaled smoke.
"Well?" he looked over at Julian.
"Well what? He's on the Bebop, just like you wanted." Julian nodded.
"I'll tell the boss he's on the run."
"You might want to see this--" Julian cut him off by grabbin the paper and cursing very loudly.
"WHo set this up?! Why?!"
"I'm Guessing to get Spike"
"Look at this! 100 million woolongs! That bastard's going to have every hunter this side of the galaxy on his ass!"
"Then he'd better get to the other side of the galaxy now," Vaquero said lightly.
"If he knows Vicious is alive then he's not going anywere!"
"True, he'd better not know then."
"Well we got some stuff for the Tomato, least we could do for the kid after she'd done so much for us. We found her in her dad's house staring strait ahead and not saying anything. She was even skinnier than before, Ein was half-dead infront of her. Faye--" he laughed "Faye it seems has some motherly instinct. After using a few very harsh words on Ed's father she kicked his ass, grabbed Ed in one arm, Ein in the other and walked onto the ship. Those two have been close ever since." SPike luaghed, he couldn't picture Faye doing something like that, "I was shocked too."
"Talking about me are you?" Faye asked walking inside wearing nothing but a towel, her hair wet from the shower. "What are you two staring at?" she demanded crossly going in the fridge and getting out a bottle of water.
"I was telling Spike here about your rescue of Ed," Jet said motioning towards Spike.
"Faye Faye save Ed and Ein and Tomato!" Ed's joyous cry came from the hallway "Faye Faye is good! Yep yep!" Fayne shook her head "Look! Spike-person's on Tomato! Personal Bounty of 100 million woolongs!" everyone ran out to the Tomato where sure enough Spike was on the screen, smiling slightly. It was an old photo because he was back to back with Vicious. He had a gun in one hand, Vicious had a sword in the same one. In the background, faintly you could make out two people by the crest of the Red Dragon Syndicate. Standing beside Vicious, was a blond woman. Faye squinted and made out Julia, Vicious had his arm around the blond's waist and she was smiling at him.
"Well that explains a lot," Faye said seeing the arm and Vicious looking at the woman. She looked back up at Spike--he was walking away. Jet sighed and shook his head seeing the picture.
Vaquero sighed and exhaled smoke.
"Well?" he looked over at Julian.
"Well what? He's on the Bebop, just like you wanted." Julian nodded.
"I'll tell the boss he's on the run."
"You might want to see this--" Julian cut him off by grabbin the paper and cursing very loudly.
"WHo set this up?! Why?!"
"I'm Guessing to get Spike"
"Look at this! 100 million woolongs! That bastard's going to have every hunter this side of the galaxy on his ass!"
"Then he'd better get to the other side of the galaxy now," Vaquero said lightly.
"If he knows Vicious is alive then he's not going anywere!"
"True, he'd better not know then."
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JAM 3: TAKE IT BACK
Spike Speigel. Two words making up one name that ment so much in the Red Dragon Syndicate. Spike Speigel was being groomed to take over the crime organization. Unfortunately the green-haired young man didn't particularly want to take over the Syndicate. So his teachers set him up with a young white-haired man named Vicious. What Spike lacked in drive Vicious more than made up. The two were now the highest ranking hit-men in the Syndicate. Right now Spike and Vicious had the night off and were playing pool.
"If you think you're winning this you're wrong," Vicious said leaning over the table and breaking, knocking a solids ball into the hole on the end, "Soilds."
"I'm always stripes, must be a talent," Spike said as Vicious knocked another ball into the hole.
"Or lack of therefore," Vicious replied. Spike laughed and shook his head leaning foward and knocking two ball into the hole in rapid sucessions.
"That's harsh," Spike said knocking another ball in.
"Lets hurry this up, we've played five games already," Vicious said frowning slightly.
"Why? Got somewhere to go?"
"If you must know--yes I do," Vicious said shortly.
"Who is it this time?"
"Julia," he said simply.
"Again? This is what? Your fifth date with Julia?" Spike shook his head incredulously.
"Sixth."
"You're counting?!" Spike laughed, "When am I going to meet this woman," he asked knocking another ball in.
"How about right now?" they both turned to see a lovely woman standing behind them. Spike stared. Her long blond hair was pulled back and she was wearing simple black pants and a pale lilac shirt. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and smiled, not nervously, just a simple smile--that made Spike's heart stop.
"Julia, this is Spike, Spike, Julia," Vicious performed the introductions.
"Nice to meet you," Spike said extending a hand. Julia shook it.
"Sorry to cut this short but we've got reservations at 7, and it's 7:15, so see you round," Vicious said his arm snaking around Julia's waist.
"It was nice to meet you," Julia said, they walked out.
"Yeah, see you around," Spike muttered.
"Spike?" Spike looked up to see Julia standing in front of him. Spike's breath caught, she was even more beautiful in the light.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Do you know where Vicious is?" she asked.
"No clue, I haven't seen him since last night."
"Funny, me neither," she said running a hand through her hair.
"Can I buy you coffee?" Spike asked standing up. Julia smiled and nodded. Soon they were seated and began to talk. Conversation was slow at first, but soon it got easier to talk to each other.
"So I'll see you around," Julia said when they were finished.
"Yeah, see you around."
Falling out the window, pain riddling his back, everything going dark, pain dying, screaming, peace, waking--waking? Spike opened one eye. A gentle and soft voice was singing to him. He turned his head slightly to see Julia singing. Looking down he saw he was covered in bandages. She saw he was awake and stopped to talk.
"Keep singing," he said softly, "Please?" she nodded and began to sing again.
"You ran away from something you didn't want!" Julia cried "There's nothing wrong with that! Nothing at all!" Spike put his face between his hands. He just wanted to forget, not have this feeling of emptiness from being betrayed by the man he considered a brother. "Spike--" cool hands pushed his own down. He looked up at her, suddenly he was drowning in her eyes. He leaned foward and kissed her gently and to his shock--she kissed him back.
"I've wanted to do that since the moment I met you," he said quietly.
"Funny, me too," she whispered as they kissed again.
"Kill him or be killed--with him." Julia closed her eyes as she walked into her apartment, stiffling a sob. Spike looked at her as she walked in. She just cried into his arms. He hugged her tightly.
"T-t-they want me to kill you or they'll kill us both," she cried into his arms, "Vicious knows about us." Spike sighed, he knew what he had to do."
Julia pushed herself on her elbows. On the pillow next to her was a note.
"Julia, I have to go, I can't stay and risk endangering either of us. I'm sorry it had to be like this, it's not fair (but then again we both know nothing about life's fair). But then again, who knows? The galaxy is a pretty big place, maybe we'll meet again. In light of that, keep in mind I'm not saying goodbye, I'm saying good luck," Julia red aloud. Underneath it was a money card with two words: "Good Luck" written on it.
Spike had met Jet black, an old grizzly fomer cop with a robotic arm who respected Spike's decision to leave "Everyone loves a reformer," he had said gruffly. Jet had an old ship and no income. Spike had deadly skills and no home. Combine them and you get the Bebop team. Spike became a Bounty Hunter and Jet became his partner. The rest is history............okay maybe not. Because history's got a nasty habit of repeating itself.
Spike Speigel. Two words making up one name that ment so much in the Red Dragon Syndicate. Spike Speigel was being groomed to take over the crime organization. Unfortunately the green-haired young man didn't particularly want to take over the Syndicate. So his teachers set him up with a young white-haired man named Vicious. What Spike lacked in drive Vicious more than made up. The two were now the highest ranking hit-men in the Syndicate. Right now Spike and Vicious had the night off and were playing pool.
"If you think you're winning this you're wrong," Vicious said leaning over the table and breaking, knocking a solids ball into the hole on the end, "Soilds."
"I'm always stripes, must be a talent," Spike said as Vicious knocked another ball into the hole.
"Or lack of therefore," Vicious replied. Spike laughed and shook his head leaning foward and knocking two ball into the hole in rapid sucessions.
"That's harsh," Spike said knocking another ball in.
"Lets hurry this up, we've played five games already," Vicious said frowning slightly.
"Why? Got somewhere to go?"
"If you must know--yes I do," Vicious said shortly.
"Who is it this time?"
"Julia," he said simply.
"Again? This is what? Your fifth date with Julia?" Spike shook his head incredulously.
"Sixth."
"You're counting?!" Spike laughed, "When am I going to meet this woman," he asked knocking another ball in.
"How about right now?" they both turned to see a lovely woman standing behind them. Spike stared. Her long blond hair was pulled back and she was wearing simple black pants and a pale lilac shirt. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and smiled, not nervously, just a simple smile--that made Spike's heart stop.
"Julia, this is Spike, Spike, Julia," Vicious performed the introductions.
"Nice to meet you," Spike said extending a hand. Julia shook it.
"Sorry to cut this short but we've got reservations at 7, and it's 7:15, so see you round," Vicious said his arm snaking around Julia's waist.
"It was nice to meet you," Julia said, they walked out.
"Yeah, see you around," Spike muttered.
"Spike?" Spike looked up to see Julia standing in front of him. Spike's breath caught, she was even more beautiful in the light.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Do you know where Vicious is?" she asked.
"No clue, I haven't seen him since last night."
"Funny, me neither," she said running a hand through her hair.
"Can I buy you coffee?" Spike asked standing up. Julia smiled and nodded. Soon they were seated and began to talk. Conversation was slow at first, but soon it got easier to talk to each other.
"So I'll see you around," Julia said when they were finished.
"Yeah, see you around."
Falling out the window, pain riddling his back, everything going dark, pain dying, screaming, peace, waking--waking? Spike opened one eye. A gentle and soft voice was singing to him. He turned his head slightly to see Julia singing. Looking down he saw he was covered in bandages. She saw he was awake and stopped to talk.
"Keep singing," he said softly, "Please?" she nodded and began to sing again.
"You ran away from something you didn't want!" Julia cried "There's nothing wrong with that! Nothing at all!" Spike put his face between his hands. He just wanted to forget, not have this feeling of emptiness from being betrayed by the man he considered a brother. "Spike--" cool hands pushed his own down. He looked up at her, suddenly he was drowning in her eyes. He leaned foward and kissed her gently and to his shock--she kissed him back.
"I've wanted to do that since the moment I met you," he said quietly.
"Funny, me too," she whispered as they kissed again.
"Kill him or be killed--with him." Julia closed her eyes as she walked into her apartment, stiffling a sob. Spike looked at her as she walked in. She just cried into his arms. He hugged her tightly.
"T-t-they want me to kill you or they'll kill us both," she cried into his arms, "Vicious knows about us." Spike sighed, he knew what he had to do."
Julia pushed herself on her elbows. On the pillow next to her was a note.
"Julia, I have to go, I can't stay and risk endangering either of us. I'm sorry it had to be like this, it's not fair (but then again we both know nothing about life's fair). But then again, who knows? The galaxy is a pretty big place, maybe we'll meet again. In light of that, keep in mind I'm not saying goodbye, I'm saying good luck," Julia red aloud. Underneath it was a money card with two words: "Good Luck" written on it.
Spike had met Jet black, an old grizzly fomer cop with a robotic arm who respected Spike's decision to leave "Everyone loves a reformer," he had said gruffly. Jet had an old ship and no income. Spike had deadly skills and no home. Combine them and you get the Bebop team. Spike became a Bounty Hunter and Jet became his partner. The rest is history............okay maybe not. Because history's got a nasty habit of repeating itself.