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…Flashbacks, memories…
"Talking"
Writing or words character is looking at
-Cowboy Bebop
Until Angels Cry Red
Love, until angels cry tears of red. She heard too much, now she must die…
He will walk from the shadows. He will be her savior.
Chapter One
Memories and Bloodshed
"Get it while it's hot! ...It's my special, bell peppers and beef."
The tall, puffy haired man walked nonchalantly to the kitchen and received his blow of bell peppers and beef. He threw himself onto the sofa while poking sourly at his food with his utensil.
"No beef."
Jet ignored his partners comment and continued gnawing away at the lump in his mouth.
"Where's the girl?" Spike asked as chunks of pepper fell from his mouth.
The muscular man looked disgustedly at his comrade.
"She said she needed to see someone…"
Jet set down his bowl of half eaten peppers and scratched his scalp as a look of bewilderment took over his face.
"The strange thing is she didn't bother to steal any of our belongings… She didn't take not one woolong"
Spike swallowed the last remaining peppers in his bowl and replied seriously.
"Maybe because we don't have any."
"You have a point."
Her clothing stuck close to her body and her damp hair clung to her face. Her heals dug into the soft, muddy earth beneath her as ice cold rain fell to her body sending shivers up her spine. She was dressed in her usual yellow shorts and matching top, but also wore a smooth, black, leathered trench coat to cover her from the rain. She approached the rickety iron gate and paused… she was afraid to enter the resting place of so many dead and there laid her past, buried below six feet of dirt.
She entered the murky cemetery and approached the flat, cobble stone grave in the distance. She arrived at the battered and chalky stone and fell to her knees as soon as the name appeared. She extended her pale hand and her milky fingers traced the icy letters carved in the stone.
Deceased at 57
Here Rests
Andrew Wong
1991-2048
…She was in his enchanting embrace. Her body was warm against his own. They lied beneath the shade of an oak tree. They look into each others eyes. His eyes were a deep, yet soft blue that showed affection and love. Hers, a fiery green with ambition…
"I'm going into space tomorrow"
He smiled as she laughed and flipped her hair behind her ear. He caressed her face with his warm, soft hand.
"I'll be waiting for you."…
She placed a single white rose upon his grave. She remained on the soggy ground as the soil beneath her tainted her once clean skin.
… "Were ready for take off in 20 seconds."
She looked from the window with eagerness, fear, excitement. Emotions flooded her mind and body. Warm, silent tears stained her rose colored cheeks as she watched the last she would she of that world. Her frosty fingers touched the smooth surface of the glass window.
"I'll be back soon."
"Take off in 10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… and were off."…
Something caught her eyes. She rapidly jerked the tall slender grass that covered the small lettering.
In Memory of my Beloved
Love, Until Angels Cry Tears of Red
Faye
1994-2014
…The accident happened so fast. Not one of them survived…
Faye was perplexed by those words, but she quickly lost interest.
"Good-bye friend." She whispered.
Grass and mud was plastered to her knees, but was instantly washed away by the rain. She walked pass the dead with no grace or sorrow for those who died. Her coat fluttered in the slight breeze as she walked down the street. Mars was never quite, she hated it here.
Spike had come back to the Bebop after his rival with Vicious. The Bebop went back to the way it had been before Julia came back into Spike's life. They hadn't really ever talked about that day. Faye was just a nagging annoyance on board as she had always been. Spike went out for bounties that Faye would try to catch before he would and Jet was the one who kept the ship as well as everybody aboard it in order. Edward and Ein hadn't come back since they left over a year ago which was the only difference, making the ship silent at times. It was almost impossible to find the bounties that they were looking for with out Ed, but they managed.
The Redtail was about half a mile into town. The rain got heavier in time and many people ran for shelter. Faye didn't mind though, she felt at easy when the rain poured. Her thought intervened as screams came from a dark alley she came across. Blood as well as water seeped into the street and in between her boots. A man had his back against the brick wall, screaming, as crimson fluids gushed from his shoulder.
A tall, slender man aimed a small pistol at the young man. Apparently he had just shot the man who had been begging for his life.
"I didn't hear anything, man! I swear!"
Faye stood on the outside of the alley looking in. The Redtail was about a block away so she thought she could just listen in. This might be none of my business, but maybe I can get my hands on a bounty, she thought.
She noticed something awfully familiar about the lanky man. Then it clicked, he was a member of the Red Dragon. She recognized the trench coat… the gold strap, gold boarder, and gold shoulder caps.
"Don't play games with me!" He smacked the boy with his pistol, leaving his eye bloody and red.
"You're gonna kill me anyway!"
The lanky man placed his gun under his chin and moved in closer to his face.
"It'll be a quicker death."
"What if I don't tell you?"
"I'll make sure it's painful."
You could hear the nervousness and fear in his voice, obviously because he was about to be killed. Faye had no intentions of saving him, she wanted to know what he knew.
"Umm…It was something about Vicious coming back and… and him taking control of the syndicate again…"
Faye's heart skipped a beat when she heard his name. Terror filled her bones and her blood ran cold. Her body shook as she gripped her gun beneath her trench coat.
"…uhh… there was something about selling red eye to some syndicates and then killing there leader and taking over… then he was going to kill someone he meant to kill along time ago… t-t-that's all I know man."
Faye realized who the boy was talking about… Spike, Vicious was going to kill Spike.
"Is that all?"
"Yea I don't know no more!"
"Thanks."
The boy screeched before the lanky man shot through his head. Blood spayed on the wall, and flowed through the alley. The lanky gang member snickered and proceeded out of the alley, placing his pistol in his trench coat pocket. Faye held on tightly to her gun, placing it in front of her face, ready to shoot. He was unaware that Faye had been there for quite sometime. Faye grinned, she loved the thrill that she got when she was getting ready to kill her prey.
"Move and I'll shoot your brains out."
She felt the hard barrel of a gun placed behind her head. She was a bit shocked at first, but the adrenalin flowed through her body, she was ready for anything. She turned and swiftly kicked the gun out of the bulky mans hands as the lanky man shot, but had missed as she kicked him in the stomach, knocking the gun out of his grasp. She turned and shot the bulky man in the head, he instantly fell as brains and blood was spurted everywhere. She ran… the Redtail wasn't to far from here.
The lanky man called for back-up and once again took hold of his pistol. He aimed at Faye who was ignorant to his actions. He shot her once at her side and she rapidly tumbled to the hard, wet cement. Her vision blurred as she struggled to lift herself but yet another blow penetrated her shoulder sending her once again to the ground. She could see her ship in the distance, but the pain was bitter.
She tilted to her side and placed her back against the walk as she watched the lanky man make his way over to her. Faye was weakened by the wound that were gushing blood. The man's pistol was at his side, he lifted it as Faye grinned.
"And I just got this coat too." She said mockingly.
In the blink of an eye she lifted her gun and shot repeatedly at him. His body jumped with every bullet that made impact and his blood showered her body, but was washed away by the rain which still fell. She stood up and stumbled to her ship, she was only a few feet away when she heard the sound of gun shots. She turned to see about four more Red Dragon members chasing after her.
"This is just what I need… more men."
She removed a grenade from her coat pocket and bit off the clip. She discarded the small bomb at the group of irritability men and ran. She flopped into her ship as more men invaded the area. She lifted the zip craft from the ground as about ten men shot at it. She readied her machine guns and shot them as they ran.
"Come back, don't you wanna play some more?" She mused, you could here that pain in her voice, of course it hurt she was had just been shot. "O' well."
Faye had left Mars and was heading back to the Bebop. Her blood drip into a puddle that had formed from her wounds. Sweat trickled down her face as she reached for some bandage that happened to be floating around with everything else in her small ship. She removed her coat and began wrapping the white tape around her shoulder and waist. The sticky red fluid seeped through the bandage, but it was good enough for her.
I guess I'm just going to have to hide my wounds beneath my coat, she thought. So I don't worry them.
"Yea, right Faye, them worried… over you. Your dreaming." Her eyes softened, but her thoughts were interrupted by another.
Vicious was alive, he had come back after about a year since his conflict wit Spike, as if he were a ghost. She didn't want to believe that he was back. Just the thought of him made her blood run dry. He had come back to kill Spike, to take revenge yet again.
Her body couldn't take all the blood loss and her eyes began to fail her. She felt her feeble body collapse, her head collided onto the console of her craft and her arms rested limply at her side. She struggled to keep her eyes from shutting.
"Vicious…" She whispered before her world went black…
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