***************************************************
*I don't own Cowboy Bebop, however Melody and Ace are mine.
***************************************************
Melody White was leaning against the Rusty Café smoking a cigarette. Her long brown hair, which had a tint of green, was blown around in the wind. Only twenty-two years old, she was already notorious and managed to gain the nickname Bloody Mel. She was clad in black. Black leather flares, black tube top, black ankle length coat, and black leather boots. She was a Class A assassin for the Red Dragon Syndicate on Mars. Her latest target was a man named Adam "Ace" Spiegel. The clan elders wanted him dead because he left the syndicate without their approval, which is seen as an act of betrayal. Melody had all the information she needed to make her move. She didn't realize, however, that once she met Ace, she would never be the same again. She picked up her communication and spoke to a member of the Intelligence group for the clan.
"Are you sure he's headed for Earth," she asked.
"The sensor we planted on his ship has him heading to what used to be Florida."
"Fine, I'm going after him."
With that she got into her ship, the Raven, and took off for Earth to stalk her prey. Around that time Ace had already landed at his destination. His old friend Doohan had his workshop on Earth and that was where he built his newest model ship, the Swordfish I. Doohan told Ace that he should take it because he had that sparkle in his eye.
Ace was a tall, lanky man with a lean, muscular build from years of practicing the martial arts. He was twenty-four years old with jet-black hair and distinctive reddish brown eyes. For nearly half a year he was running away, trying to escape his former life. It was a life of blood, death, and murder. He was once a Class A assassin for the Red Dragons, but somehow his conscience came alive and constantly ate away at his nerves. What was he killing these people for? He had no personal vendettas against them. Mao Yenrai, a friend Ace had grown up with and joined the clan with, said that the honor was not in the killing of men, rather it was in protecting the order. Ace couldn't handle it anymore. He kept having visions of the carnage. In many cases he was slaughtering innocent people because he was given his orders.
"No more," he thought, "I don't care if I have to live in hiding for the rest of my life. I won't go back to them."
Just then his radio went crazy and finally after a lot of punching and kicking Doohan's voice came in loud and clear.
"Hey Ace, where the Hell are you?"
"I just touched down. I'll be there in a second."
"Nah, wait there. I have to tow the ship into the shop anyway, I'll go out there."
Ace got out of the ship and in minutes Doohan was at his side. Ace looked at the battered and pierced ship and shook his head.
"Jeez Ace, what did you do to it this time?"
"Sorry, I've been caught up in a few bad scrapes lately."
"Are they still after you? It's been six months, don't they ever give up?"
"Guess not, but then I should know that better than anyone. Since I took out most of their low level assassins, they haven't exactly been playing nice."
"Well, I'll have it fixed in a few hours. Doesn't look like you'll need new parts, but I'll take me a while to do a full check and patch up all the bullet holes."
"Take your time old man."
"Don't call me old man damn it! I'm not old yet!"
"Just yankin' your chain, pal."
Doohan towed the Swordfish inside and got to work. Ace followed and hung around, eventually sitting down at the rickety old desk in the office, stealing a few cups of coffee and smoking like a chimney. Not far away, Melody landed and walked the rest of the way to the mechanic's shop. The sensors indicated that he had landed there, probably to get his ship fixed from his last encounter with his former allies. She almost felt bad for having to kill him. After all, he was pretty good looking, but then cowards just weren't her type. She pulled a gun from her pocket after the shop came into view and quietly ran up to the outside wall. When she got there she decided to walk the perimeter of the building to get a better sense of the place.
Ace went outside to wait, bored out of his skull. He strolled around, looking at the barren wasteland, which stretched for miles. He had seen pictures of how Earth used to look, but he was happy to live on Mars, even if the Red Dragons were after him. As he turned the corner he was met face to face with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was tall, thin, and gorgeous with deep brown eyes and long greenish brown hair. She had a cold expression on her face as she pointed her gun at his. He put his hands up in the air and smiled at her.
"And who might you be beautiful," he said with as much charm as he could muster.
"Don't patronize me. Who I am should not concern you. Instead you should worry about whether you want to die quick or slow."
"Let me guess, the Red Dragons sent you so that must make you an assassin. They must really be scraping the bottom of the barrel if they had to send a woman."
"You take me too lightly. I am a top elite. Class A if you will. Just as you were."
"I know what you are Bloody Mel. I was just feeling you out, that's all."
Melody gasped a little. She had no idea how he knew who she was.
"Surprised aren't you? You have quite the reputation. I have no doubt that women are possibly the most deadly assassins of all."
She smiled and nodded.
"Well, you're smarter that I thought, but then you can't be too smart since you decided to betray the elders. Once you're in the Red Dragons, the only way you can leave is through death. Were you asleep when you took the oath?"
"No, drunk. They really need an escape clause don't they?"
"Alright enough. Chat time is over."
She took aim and suddenly she started to sweat. Never had she felt such apprehension. There was just something about this man that made her want to just turn around and walk away. His smile and his eyes made her pulse quicken. She wanted to just go and pretend that she never saw him. How could this be happening? It can't be an attraction, this was the first time she had met him. She had heard of love at first sight, but it could never happen to her. Her brain started to go into overdrive and the heat was making her dizzy. Moment later she passed out and Ace had the daunting task of having to care for someone who just tried to kill him.
*I don't own Cowboy Bebop, however Melody and Ace are mine.
***************************************************
Melody White was leaning against the Rusty Café smoking a cigarette. Her long brown hair, which had a tint of green, was blown around in the wind. Only twenty-two years old, she was already notorious and managed to gain the nickname Bloody Mel. She was clad in black. Black leather flares, black tube top, black ankle length coat, and black leather boots. She was a Class A assassin for the Red Dragon Syndicate on Mars. Her latest target was a man named Adam "Ace" Spiegel. The clan elders wanted him dead because he left the syndicate without their approval, which is seen as an act of betrayal. Melody had all the information she needed to make her move. She didn't realize, however, that once she met Ace, she would never be the same again. She picked up her communication and spoke to a member of the Intelligence group for the clan.
"Are you sure he's headed for Earth," she asked.
"The sensor we planted on his ship has him heading to what used to be Florida."
"Fine, I'm going after him."
With that she got into her ship, the Raven, and took off for Earth to stalk her prey. Around that time Ace had already landed at his destination. His old friend Doohan had his workshop on Earth and that was where he built his newest model ship, the Swordfish I. Doohan told Ace that he should take it because he had that sparkle in his eye.
Ace was a tall, lanky man with a lean, muscular build from years of practicing the martial arts. He was twenty-four years old with jet-black hair and distinctive reddish brown eyes. For nearly half a year he was running away, trying to escape his former life. It was a life of blood, death, and murder. He was once a Class A assassin for the Red Dragons, but somehow his conscience came alive and constantly ate away at his nerves. What was he killing these people for? He had no personal vendettas against them. Mao Yenrai, a friend Ace had grown up with and joined the clan with, said that the honor was not in the killing of men, rather it was in protecting the order. Ace couldn't handle it anymore. He kept having visions of the carnage. In many cases he was slaughtering innocent people because he was given his orders.
"No more," he thought, "I don't care if I have to live in hiding for the rest of my life. I won't go back to them."
Just then his radio went crazy and finally after a lot of punching and kicking Doohan's voice came in loud and clear.
"Hey Ace, where the Hell are you?"
"I just touched down. I'll be there in a second."
"Nah, wait there. I have to tow the ship into the shop anyway, I'll go out there."
Ace got out of the ship and in minutes Doohan was at his side. Ace looked at the battered and pierced ship and shook his head.
"Jeez Ace, what did you do to it this time?"
"Sorry, I've been caught up in a few bad scrapes lately."
"Are they still after you? It's been six months, don't they ever give up?"
"Guess not, but then I should know that better than anyone. Since I took out most of their low level assassins, they haven't exactly been playing nice."
"Well, I'll have it fixed in a few hours. Doesn't look like you'll need new parts, but I'll take me a while to do a full check and patch up all the bullet holes."
"Take your time old man."
"Don't call me old man damn it! I'm not old yet!"
"Just yankin' your chain, pal."
Doohan towed the Swordfish inside and got to work. Ace followed and hung around, eventually sitting down at the rickety old desk in the office, stealing a few cups of coffee and smoking like a chimney. Not far away, Melody landed and walked the rest of the way to the mechanic's shop. The sensors indicated that he had landed there, probably to get his ship fixed from his last encounter with his former allies. She almost felt bad for having to kill him. After all, he was pretty good looking, but then cowards just weren't her type. She pulled a gun from her pocket after the shop came into view and quietly ran up to the outside wall. When she got there she decided to walk the perimeter of the building to get a better sense of the place.
Ace went outside to wait, bored out of his skull. He strolled around, looking at the barren wasteland, which stretched for miles. He had seen pictures of how Earth used to look, but he was happy to live on Mars, even if the Red Dragons were after him. As he turned the corner he was met face to face with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was tall, thin, and gorgeous with deep brown eyes and long greenish brown hair. She had a cold expression on her face as she pointed her gun at his. He put his hands up in the air and smiled at her.
"And who might you be beautiful," he said with as much charm as he could muster.
"Don't patronize me. Who I am should not concern you. Instead you should worry about whether you want to die quick or slow."
"Let me guess, the Red Dragons sent you so that must make you an assassin. They must really be scraping the bottom of the barrel if they had to send a woman."
"You take me too lightly. I am a top elite. Class A if you will. Just as you were."
"I know what you are Bloody Mel. I was just feeling you out, that's all."
Melody gasped a little. She had no idea how he knew who she was.
"Surprised aren't you? You have quite the reputation. I have no doubt that women are possibly the most deadly assassins of all."
She smiled and nodded.
"Well, you're smarter that I thought, but then you can't be too smart since you decided to betray the elders. Once you're in the Red Dragons, the only way you can leave is through death. Were you asleep when you took the oath?"
"No, drunk. They really need an escape clause don't they?"
"Alright enough. Chat time is over."
She took aim and suddenly she started to sweat. Never had she felt such apprehension. There was just something about this man that made her want to just turn around and walk away. His smile and his eyes made her pulse quicken. She wanted to just go and pretend that she never saw him. How could this be happening? It can't be an attraction, this was the first time she had met him. She had heard of love at first sight, but it could never happen to her. Her brain started to go into overdrive and the heat was making her dizzy. Moment later she passed out and Ace had the daunting task of having to care for someone who just tried to kill him.