Author: Whoohoo, my first posted drabble series. This will consist of fifty drabbles, each with a single theme. If you want to see something, just let me know. Some will be PG and others will be M. Some will have pairings, others, like this one, will not. I hope to you enjoy these, lol.
Disclaimer: Shinchiro Watanabe owns it all.
One: Powder
The scent of gunpowder always lingered long after the final shot. Spike had first learned such a lesson when he was only seven, growing up in the slums of Mars. He had no guidance, for his mother was dead and he had just murdered his bastard of a father in cold blood. All he had left was the Jericho 941 and the lingering scent of gunpowder in the wind.
