Summary: Bullets do not kill; neither do katanas. A heart is tampered with. Love is Kindled. Decisions are made in blood.
Today the rain pours down more than ever. One of those rainy days were all your happiness gets washed away. I had a dream. A man was there, I don't know who, but his frame was blurry and all I could see was his smile; a smile that melted my heart, yet filled it with sorrow at the same time.
Memories of an old friend flashed through my head this morning. That man, I will miss him. I knew it would happen sooner or later though; he was to caught up in his past to think of the present. I learned over time to forget the feelings for him that hurt me for such a long time.
I used to love him, Spike, he was the light of my day. Now that he's gone, I feel as though a large part of my life has been ripped out. I pray for him every day though, and some day I wont have to pray anymore because I know he will be alright.
Vicious, the man who had taken what was so dear to me. Though, now I even forgave him. I forgive most people now because I can't go my whole life seeking revenge against those who were lower than me. Vicious hated Spike not because he stole his girl, but because he, the only person he could trust, stabbed him in the back and turned on him for a woman.
After the Bebop broke up, I found me a little apartment on Jupiter. The last I heard, Ed was on earth somewhere and I don't know were Jet had gone. I miss them from time to time though; Ed's playfulness and Jet's nagging.
I put on my coat and headed for the store, I'm running low on food.
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As I walk through these misty streets of Callisto I think back to the day I killed Spike. At the time, I felt like all the weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. But the bastard shot me. Luckily the bullet missed my vital arteries.
I came to this deserted planet after the syndicate departed. Today I had the strangest dread that I still find myself thinking about. I was on earth and there were millions of dead bodies around me. I had killed all of them with my katana. Suddenly Faye Valentine was at my side. She wrapped her arms around me and we observed the gruesome site of it all.
It is strange that Ms. Valentine was at my side; she is one I hadn't thought of in a long time. I haven't thought in a while though; images just flash through my mind. I walk to the apartment building I recently stay in as I picture Faye Valentine.
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I look up and see a very familiar man. The man who killed Spike. "Vicious?" I ask
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Speak of the devil, "Faye Valentine," I say Chapter End. . . . . . . .
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A/N: How did you like it? Please R/R and tell me. No flames. . . . .
P/S: Sorry about the gross dotted lines. it's the only thing my manager would let me do.
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