+See You Later Space Cowboy+
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Things I own: my wallet, imagination, computer, and all the necessities in life. Things I don't own: Cowboy Bebop and other anime, my mom's car, and you get the picture.
Summary: Spike has survived his battle with Vicious, but faked everything afterwards to live another life. When the rest of the Bebop crew finds out, however, don't expect them to go easy on you...
+See You Later Space Cowboy+
Chapter 1: To Live Again
'Where are you Spike? Are you in paradise with the angel from the underworld? Or are you in hell with the devil from paradise? Where are you, Spike Spiegal? Where are you?'
-Spike's POV-
"Spike, Spike! Spike, wake up!" I felt someone shoving me side to side, trying to render me conscious. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to open my eyes to find Jin, my brother, my only source of family, staring at me in the face, to find that everything that I thought was a dream was indeed a reality. But, you've gotta face it sooner or later. I finally open them to see a bright light shining overhead. Am I in heaven? But, a shadow hangs over the light, and I soon see who it was.
"Spike! Oh God Spike I thought I lost you!" No, I thought sadly, this is not a dream. It's real. I plaster a stupid, painful smile and hugged him as he cried on my shoulder. "Julia...oh God they found her on a rooftop..." I push him away, hoping that he was wrong. But with genuine tears like that, you know that he couldn't be possibly lying. I know my own brother better than I know myself. I closed my eyes again, this time trying to grasp what has happened... Julia is dead. . . I had attacked this building with bombs. . . Julia is dead. . . I fought with Vicious . . . Julia is dead. . . Vicious has been defeated. It had all just finally sank in: I killed Vicious, I won. But, Julia is not alive to witness this. Now, all those years looking for her, thinking about her, dreaming of her. . . it's all worthless. I looked up in the sky and realized that all my life, I've been living for Julia. Now, she's gone. . .
*~*~*~*~*~~*
It's been a year since then, and so much has happened. I've asked the Syndicate to fake my death, because in reality, I'm already dead. I look out the glass window out into to the vast sky we know as space. I close my eyes. Jet, Faye, and Ed. Whatever happened to those 3? I can imagine Jet still being a bounty hunter. In fact, he's very well known for catching one of the Syndicate's top members. Ed, of course, would still be hanging around with Ein, the data dog. She'd be 14 right now, and probably in a mental health institute right now. I chuckle at this thought, for she'd be turning all of those workers mental. I open my eyes once more and realized I have missed someone. Faye. Ms. Faye Valentine. I wonder whatever happened to her. I couldn't think of what she'd be right now. Bounty hunting, perhaps? Married to a lucky son of a gun, or did she run off after my 'death'? Who knows? I look up to the sky once more, and with one last thought, I leave the office for home.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
-Faye's POV-
"65 billion woolongs. Damnit Faye we've hit the jackpot!" I look at Jet and smile. We've never received this much money before, and this was one big bounty. I look up at the starry night sky, taken away by the magnificent view. I heard Jet stop dead in his tracks, and he faced me with teary eyes.
"You know what Faye? I'm guessing Spike arranged this as a congratulations gift . . . you know how Spike was . . . always doing things unexpectedly . . . " Poor Jet, he's never gotten over you Spike. He never will. As I watch him climb back aboard, I can't help but think of you once more.
Not a whole lot has changed after a year. I'm still with the Bebop, because I have nowhere else to go. Edward's grown into a 14-year-old woman, but still as crazy as ever. We never gave up Ein and we never will Spike. Even though how much you hate dogs, he's the reason why we have the cash in the first place. Jet's still a famous bounty hunter, but I'm guessing you already knew that, huh?
I've never forgiven myself, Spike. I never had the chance to say goodbye. I'm weeping in my room as I think of this. We tried going to your funeral Spike, we tried. But some stupid thugs tried to rape me, and we had our hands tied trying to get me out of that mess. It's my entire fault Spike . . . it's my entire fault . . .
But then again, I wasn't the one fighting Vicious. I wasn't the one going after Julia, and getting myself killed. It wasn't my fault that you're dead Spike. So stop blaming me for it!
Wait, *chuckles* I'm going crazy. I wipe my tears and calm down a little. Where are you Spike? Are you in paradise with the angel from the underworld? Or are you in hell with the devil from paradise? Where are you, Spike Spiegel? Where are you?
There's a knock on the door. I open it to find Jet with Ein, Ed, and a shovel. I hope he isn't thinking what I think he's about to do . . .
*~*~*~*~
-Normal POV-
"Jet, get some common sense into ya. What we're doing will take us our newly acquired award to bail us out," Faye cries out. They finally made it to the cold resting place on earth. Midnight has come upon the sleeping graves of the cemetery. "Shut up Faye! Do you want someone to hear you?" He smiles as he says this, which only gets Faye more irritated. Suddenly, Ed pouts as Ein barks at a grave. Jet's smile fades as he reads the headstone. Faye closes her eyes, praying to the dead corpse below. Suddenly, the sound of a shovel hitting the silent earth is heard.
*~*~*~*~
-Faye's POV-
"Jet! What the hell are you doing?" I couldn't believe this. Fear and anger ran through my veins. I wanted to scream and beg him to stop, but at the same time I wanted to kick his ass then and there. Before I could do anything, however, Jet turned to me and smiled.
"Spike still has his credit card, if I can remember. And only those closest know how much is in there." A moronic grin forms on my face. I knew Jet was never this greedy or selfish. But then again. . . it could be considered as compensation for our grief. I stay silent as Ed and Ein join in, and soon, one of the shovels hit the coffin. My heart jumped. Now, I knew, was our time to see our friend once again. I closed my eyes as Jet opened the casket. I didn't want to see skin and bones; I didn't want to see worms or that sort. I wanted to see Spike again, alive. A shriek was heard through my eardrums and about a 5-mile radius. I open them; I open my eyes, ready to face reality. But no . . . it can't be . . . there isn't any. . .
Jet breaks down and starts to cry. Ed joins in with him, not sure how to react in this situation. Ein howls into the night, and I just stood there, shocked. I fall to my knees, and look at the full moon. Your body . . . your body isn't in there Spike. It's empty. . .it's totally empty. Tears stream down my eyes, and full of grief and sadness, I cry out. I cry out something that I've always wondered, always thought of. . .
"Damnit Spike where are you!"
~A.N~
hey there all u ff.net viewers! r u confused w. the first chapter? u think its alrite so far? My very first bebop fic, and I was tryin to make it suspenseful! But im guessin it suks! Naw, j/jk. Please r&r wut ive done so far. My first published fic was a flop, but im hopin dis one aint as bad. Flames will be accepted as long as there is a VALID REASON GOD DAMNIT! CHEESE AND CRACKERS PPL! Lol, sorree bout dat. Anywais, hope ta hear from you guys soon. L8er!
since. Angelik-nikole
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Things I own: my wallet, imagination, computer, and all the necessities in life. Things I don't own: Cowboy Bebop and other anime, my mom's car, and you get the picture.
Summary: Spike has survived his battle with Vicious, but faked everything afterwards to live another life. When the rest of the Bebop crew finds out, however, don't expect them to go easy on you...
+See You Later Space Cowboy+
Chapter 1: To Live Again
'Where are you Spike? Are you in paradise with the angel from the underworld? Or are you in hell with the devil from paradise? Where are you, Spike Spiegal? Where are you?'
-Spike's POV-
"Spike, Spike! Spike, wake up!" I felt someone shoving me side to side, trying to render me conscious. I'm afraid. I'm afraid to open my eyes to find Jin, my brother, my only source of family, staring at me in the face, to find that everything that I thought was a dream was indeed a reality. But, you've gotta face it sooner or later. I finally open them to see a bright light shining overhead. Am I in heaven? But, a shadow hangs over the light, and I soon see who it was.
"Spike! Oh God Spike I thought I lost you!" No, I thought sadly, this is not a dream. It's real. I plaster a stupid, painful smile and hugged him as he cried on my shoulder. "Julia...oh God they found her on a rooftop..." I push him away, hoping that he was wrong. But with genuine tears like that, you know that he couldn't be possibly lying. I know my own brother better than I know myself. I closed my eyes again, this time trying to grasp what has happened... Julia is dead. . . I had attacked this building with bombs. . . Julia is dead. . . I fought with Vicious . . . Julia is dead. . . Vicious has been defeated. It had all just finally sank in: I killed Vicious, I won. But, Julia is not alive to witness this. Now, all those years looking for her, thinking about her, dreaming of her. . . it's all worthless. I looked up in the sky and realized that all my life, I've been living for Julia. Now, she's gone. . .
*~*~*~*~*~~*
It's been a year since then, and so much has happened. I've asked the Syndicate to fake my death, because in reality, I'm already dead. I look out the glass window out into to the vast sky we know as space. I close my eyes. Jet, Faye, and Ed. Whatever happened to those 3? I can imagine Jet still being a bounty hunter. In fact, he's very well known for catching one of the Syndicate's top members. Ed, of course, would still be hanging around with Ein, the data dog. She'd be 14 right now, and probably in a mental health institute right now. I chuckle at this thought, for she'd be turning all of those workers mental. I open my eyes once more and realized I have missed someone. Faye. Ms. Faye Valentine. I wonder whatever happened to her. I couldn't think of what she'd be right now. Bounty hunting, perhaps? Married to a lucky son of a gun, or did she run off after my 'death'? Who knows? I look up to the sky once more, and with one last thought, I leave the office for home.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
-Faye's POV-
"65 billion woolongs. Damnit Faye we've hit the jackpot!" I look at Jet and smile. We've never received this much money before, and this was one big bounty. I look up at the starry night sky, taken away by the magnificent view. I heard Jet stop dead in his tracks, and he faced me with teary eyes.
"You know what Faye? I'm guessing Spike arranged this as a congratulations gift . . . you know how Spike was . . . always doing things unexpectedly . . . " Poor Jet, he's never gotten over you Spike. He never will. As I watch him climb back aboard, I can't help but think of you once more.
Not a whole lot has changed after a year. I'm still with the Bebop, because I have nowhere else to go. Edward's grown into a 14-year-old woman, but still as crazy as ever. We never gave up Ein and we never will Spike. Even though how much you hate dogs, he's the reason why we have the cash in the first place. Jet's still a famous bounty hunter, but I'm guessing you already knew that, huh?
I've never forgiven myself, Spike. I never had the chance to say goodbye. I'm weeping in my room as I think of this. We tried going to your funeral Spike, we tried. But some stupid thugs tried to rape me, and we had our hands tied trying to get me out of that mess. It's my entire fault Spike . . . it's my entire fault . . .
But then again, I wasn't the one fighting Vicious. I wasn't the one going after Julia, and getting myself killed. It wasn't my fault that you're dead Spike. So stop blaming me for it!
Wait, *chuckles* I'm going crazy. I wipe my tears and calm down a little. Where are you Spike? Are you in paradise with the angel from the underworld? Or are you in hell with the devil from paradise? Where are you, Spike Spiegel? Where are you?
There's a knock on the door. I open it to find Jet with Ein, Ed, and a shovel. I hope he isn't thinking what I think he's about to do . . .
*~*~*~*~
-Normal POV-
"Jet, get some common sense into ya. What we're doing will take us our newly acquired award to bail us out," Faye cries out. They finally made it to the cold resting place on earth. Midnight has come upon the sleeping graves of the cemetery. "Shut up Faye! Do you want someone to hear you?" He smiles as he says this, which only gets Faye more irritated. Suddenly, Ed pouts as Ein barks at a grave. Jet's smile fades as he reads the headstone. Faye closes her eyes, praying to the dead corpse below. Suddenly, the sound of a shovel hitting the silent earth is heard.
*~*~*~*~
-Faye's POV-
"Jet! What the hell are you doing?" I couldn't believe this. Fear and anger ran through my veins. I wanted to scream and beg him to stop, but at the same time I wanted to kick his ass then and there. Before I could do anything, however, Jet turned to me and smiled.
"Spike still has his credit card, if I can remember. And only those closest know how much is in there." A moronic grin forms on my face. I knew Jet was never this greedy or selfish. But then again. . . it could be considered as compensation for our grief. I stay silent as Ed and Ein join in, and soon, one of the shovels hit the coffin. My heart jumped. Now, I knew, was our time to see our friend once again. I closed my eyes as Jet opened the casket. I didn't want to see skin and bones; I didn't want to see worms or that sort. I wanted to see Spike again, alive. A shriek was heard through my eardrums and about a 5-mile radius. I open them; I open my eyes, ready to face reality. But no . . . it can't be . . . there isn't any. . .
Jet breaks down and starts to cry. Ed joins in with him, not sure how to react in this situation. Ein howls into the night, and I just stood there, shocked. I fall to my knees, and look at the full moon. Your body . . . your body isn't in there Spike. It's empty. . .it's totally empty. Tears stream down my eyes, and full of grief and sadness, I cry out. I cry out something that I've always wondered, always thought of. . .
"Damnit Spike where are you!"
~A.N~
hey there all u ff.net viewers! r u confused w. the first chapter? u think its alrite so far? My very first bebop fic, and I was tryin to make it suspenseful! But im guessin it suks! Naw, j/jk. Please r&r wut ive done so far. My first published fic was a flop, but im hopin dis one aint as bad. Flames will be accepted as long as there is a VALID REASON GOD DAMNIT! CHEESE AND CRACKERS PPL! Lol, sorree bout dat. Anywais, hope ta hear from you guys soon. L8er!
since. Angelik-nikole