Disclaimer: Um…I don't own Cowboy Bebop though I wish I did greatly, so…no
complaints! NEEHEEHEEHEE. This is my first fan-fiction…so constructive
criticism welcome. Rated PG-13 because…well...it's Cowboy Bebop. A lot of
this is based on Ballad of the Fallen Angels, one of my favorite
episodes…Spike and his inner thoughts
In the Rain
1 Mizuno Akiko
I don't feel a thing, and I stopped remembering
the days are just like moments turned to hours.
Julia…. Julia …her name was a spell on his tongue and a wave of memories through his mind. This eye sees the past…the past was a pool of betrayal.
Mother used to say,
"If you want, you'll find a way." But,
mother never danced through a fire shower.
Vicious…was a memory. A memory and a comrade lost to him. Dear God. Vicious. He never dreamed it would come to this…ever. They were wild beasts, who wanted to kill, and destroy each other…death was the only resolve to beasts like themselves. The blood still pumped through the veins of Vicious. He needed to be pierced, and bleed the blood away.
Walk in the rain...
I walk in the rain, in the rain...
Is it right or is it wrong?
Is it here that I belong?
"Never trust that woman Spike." That one warning stayed with him, oh the golden angel. Sweet eyes, gentle voice…calling to me. She ran. She ran away from me…maybe it's true, demons do yearn for the light of an angel. I will find you.
I don't hear a sound
silent faces in the ground
The quiet screams, but
I refuse to listen
Maybe we're all tired… tired and need to sleep. But even in my sleep, he was flooded with memories. The sound of gunshots ringing clear, piercing his soul and the screams of the innocent. Did she run from that? Was Vicious drowning in the screams? Did they take him and merge with his soul until all he could hunger for was blood. He was lost. The screams were no longer quiet.
Walk in the rain...
In the rain, in the rain...
I walk in the rain, in the rain...
Why do I feel so alone?
Oh dear God, she sang as he lay there. Maybe that's when the screams were quiet and buried themselves deep within. Julia. Vicious. Blood.
For some reason why I think of home
Humming? He heard humming…and his eyes fluttered open, dazedly fixated on the surroundings...she sat there. That wasn't an angel he saw, it was a fallen angel with the emerald eyes...who raised them up…and looked at him. Faye.
Note: Okay, I know that sucked...but I just had to do something and...That was my first one…so lemme be, and give pointers. Flamers will be ignored.
In the Rain
1 Mizuno Akiko
I don't feel a thing, and I stopped remembering
the days are just like moments turned to hours.
Julia…. Julia …her name was a spell on his tongue and a wave of memories through his mind. This eye sees the past…the past was a pool of betrayal.
Mother used to say,
"If you want, you'll find a way." But,
mother never danced through a fire shower.
Vicious…was a memory. A memory and a comrade lost to him. Dear God. Vicious. He never dreamed it would come to this…ever. They were wild beasts, who wanted to kill, and destroy each other…death was the only resolve to beasts like themselves. The blood still pumped through the veins of Vicious. He needed to be pierced, and bleed the blood away.
Walk in the rain...
I walk in the rain, in the rain...
Is it right or is it wrong?
Is it here that I belong?
"Never trust that woman Spike." That one warning stayed with him, oh the golden angel. Sweet eyes, gentle voice…calling to me. She ran. She ran away from me…maybe it's true, demons do yearn for the light of an angel. I will find you.
I don't hear a sound
silent faces in the ground
The quiet screams, but
I refuse to listen
Maybe we're all tired… tired and need to sleep. But even in my sleep, he was flooded with memories. The sound of gunshots ringing clear, piercing his soul and the screams of the innocent. Did she run from that? Was Vicious drowning in the screams? Did they take him and merge with his soul until all he could hunger for was blood. He was lost. The screams were no longer quiet.
Walk in the rain...
In the rain, in the rain...
I walk in the rain, in the rain...
Why do I feel so alone?
Oh dear God, she sang as he lay there. Maybe that's when the screams were quiet and buried themselves deep within. Julia. Vicious. Blood.
For some reason why I think of home
Humming? He heard humming…and his eyes fluttered open, dazedly fixated on the surroundings...she sat there. That wasn't an angel he saw, it was a fallen angel with the emerald eyes...who raised them up…and looked at him. Faye.
Note: Okay, I know that sucked...but I just had to do something and...That was my first one…so lemme be, and give pointers. Flamers will be ignored.