DISCLAIMER: Cowboy Bebop is not mine.
PROLOGUE:
Edward was running.
She had no idea what she was running from or why. She just knew that she had to run. It doesn't matter where; she just needed to run. "But why?" her concious thought. Why was she running? Who was she running from? Where was she going to run to? When will she stop running? She had so many questions yet no answers. All she knew was that her body automatically started running. Then a bright light stopped her in her tracks.
She sheilded her eyes with her hands. What was happening? As if to answer her question, three figures appeared from the light. Ed's eyes widened.
Something in her awoke, as if a hand had reached into her brain and forcefully pulled until something at the back of her mind emerged once again. Just like when a forgotten antique is found in a dusty closet.
Ed lowered her hands. She remembered this sensation. Then her mouth opened and formed words.
"Faye-Faye, Jet-person, Spike-person."
END PROLOGUE