A/N: It has come to my attention that I have been slacking off lately. Its just that I have been feeling pressured. I mean my gym grade has dropped down to a B, I have a geography test on Wednesday that I know I am going to fail and my mom is threatening me of taking away the computer from me if I get a C on my next report card. So basically everything is just a little hectic (Ahh! Who am I kidding everything is just hell! I'm about to rip my hair out of my head!). I guess I know what you are thinking 'so cry me a Mississippi River, build a bridge, and get over it! What does that have to do with us?'
Some of you might not even think that and I'm glad but let me warn you, if you were in my shoes you'd feel pretty down in the dumps. I really don't like putting all my problems on you but I just needed to get this all out of my system and what better way to do it by expressing myself in writing! Alright enough of that, let's get down to the real reason why we're here. Sorry, if this is going really slow or really fast (I can't really tell the difference ^_^) but there is a reason to it and I hope you read this long enough to find out. I know its taking awhile for Spike and Faye to get together but I'm working on it, Trust me ^_~. The real reason for the delay of Spike and Faye is that they are a hard couple to put together and if any of you have any pointers on how to get this tough couple together than that would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!
One More Thing: I've been reading lots of 'Choose Your Own Adventure stories' from shows like Yu Yu Hakusho and I was thinking that maybe I should write one about you and Spike and/or Vicious. The plot is simple; all you have to do is just choose if you want to be with Spike or Vicious. If you are interested about this just leave a little message with your review and I'll let you if I post it or not, or when I am going to post it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop.
The Will To WinChapter8: Going Back Trough Time
Faye's P.O.V
I was only eight years old when I lost my parents, yet I still remember that terrible night, the smell of my parent's blood, and the laughter of the men who killed them. But why am I thinking about this now? It's been nearly 15 years since that night. I guess I can't help but wonder that maybe my parent's death had some sort of important significance. I'm trying so hard to think why have my parents been killed. Burglary was normal thing for I use to live in the shadiest part of Mars but the thugs in my neighborhood were nothing but wannabes. All they did was bad talk and give people a hard time with their wannabe-bad-ass attitudes; they would have never broken into a house without at least disguising their identities and why would anybody want to steal from an apartment complex that just had nothing but very poor people with no money what so ever. As I stand under the warm water from the showerhead I try to go back trough time. Back in time when I was just eight years old.
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I couldn't sleep. My parents thought that I should sleep without my nightlight, so basically it was my first night sleeping in the dark. It was close to midnight as I felt my whole world getting sleepy but before I could close my eyes I saw a bright light peering trough my window. I snuck out bed and walked to the windowsill. I looked out to window to about three men wearing black trench coats and carrying guns as they charged up the stairs into the complex.
I run out of my room to tell my parents about the men downstairs. Once I was in their room, I jumped on their bed and shook both my parents awake.
"What is it sweetie?" Said my mother. My neighbors would say I was a miniature of my mother. My mother had pale skin and violet hair just like me. The only difference between my mother and me is that she has hazel eyes.
"There are some men downstairs with guns." As soon as the words left my mouth both my parents jumped out of. My dad grabbed me by arm and led me to the hall closet as my mom followed. As we entered the living room I could easily hear footsteps marching in the hall and the sound of various doors kicked open. It was obvious that these men were searching for someone important. Part of thought it was my parents they were after, why else would they have panic?
"Faye no matter what happens, you are to stay in here." My father said in a sternly voice as he gently pushed me in the closet. I had my father's green eyes; it was the only thing I inherited from him. His hair was brown and always messy, yet I didn't mind because I would always play with his hair when I lay down with him on the couch. "No matter what happens to us, we will always love you." The footsteps were getting louder. " Remember, that the only way to make it trough life is by the will to win…and to survive." With that said my father shut door as soon as the front door was kicked in. I noticed that the door was open just a little as light poured in trough the little space that was open. I crawled towards the door as I peaked trough the little spy-hole. I could clearly see a man with blonde hair and blue eyes pointing a gun towards my father while the other two men held my mother by her arms. The man with blonde looked no other than 18 years old.
"Where is the girl?" The man with blonde hair yelled as my father stood there with bravery in his eyes and determination in his soul. I knew he was talking about but I just didn't know why. I felt like crying seeing my parents held at gunpoint but I didn't. My will to win and to survive wouldn't let me jump out of the closet and save my parents. Instead I just stood there and watched my mother get shot after my father refused to tell the man where I was. I fought the urge to cry out as my father tried to attack the man who had killed my mother but was shot as well before my father could even touch him.
As the three men started to search trough my parent's room, I took the opportunity to sneak out of the closet and out to the hall. I started to run as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was heading too and I could have care less. All I knew was that I had to run as far away as possible. I had to run far away from those men. I was starting to get tired and my muscles were begging me to stop but I just kept going. Once I stopped running I found myself in front of a park located near the industrial city of Mars.
I walked trough the opened gates of the park and sat down on a bench that was near a pond. I closed my eyes and replayed the events of tonight in my head. I noticed the tears that were in held back in my eyes for so long had finally fallen. I had finally let my tears fall as I fell asleep and dreamt…of my nonexistent family.
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I opened my eyes as I was brought back to reality by the sound of Spike's shrieking voice. I decided it was time to get out of the shower. I grabbed my light green robe as I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in my robe. I stepped back into my room, deciding what I was going to wear for the day. I walked into my closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a black tank top. As soon as I was done dressing, I heard the doorbell and walked out of my to room to answer the door.
I walked into the living room to Spike reaching for the doorknob, and Ed doing…who knows what. Spike opened the door and I was shocked to see Andy standing right outside my door.
"Who the hell are you?" Spike said. I notice an angry tone in Spike's voice but I shrug it off as I walk towards them.
"Andy? What are you doing here?" I asked. I didn't know how Andy knew where I lived. I don't remember giving my address Andy but somehow he found his way over here and I'm going to find out how.
"Well I was in the neighborhood and I thought that I give this back to you." Andy handed… my credit card? Now I was confused, how did Andy get my credit card? I looked at Spike only to see a look of disappointment and anger on his face. I don't what he was so mad about, it was obviously My credit card so why should he care if I lost it or not? I decided to ignore him and try to figure out other things that were more important.
"Where did you get this? I clearly don't remember dropping this." I look at my credit card then back into Andy's blue eyes and as I look at them, I couldn't help but feel that I have seen them before.
"He probably pick pocketed it out of your purse." I heard Spike whisper in my ear. I could tell that Andy had heard because he slightly started to frown at Spike.
"After you ran off last night I saw it laying on the floor. I saw your address on it and thought that I should return it." Andy said. "I also remembered that I owe you a new drink. So why not join me for breakfast?"
"Oh come on! Don't tell me your going to fall for that crap?" Spike asked. "I can't believe you of all people fall for that mushy stuff. Just cause some guy comes over and brings back your long lost credit card. Then he uses some of the cheesiest pick up lines and suddenly you get all lovey-dovey."
"I do not! Why do you care anyways? Your just jealous that somebody has already beaten you to me" If Spike was going to make of me, he sure a hell wasn't to get away with it.
"Yeah right! Jealous of what, I just felt sorry for the guy. Look do whatever you want, I got things to do anyways." Spike replied as he made his way to the couch.
"And that would be?" I asked.
" 'Why do you care?' " He mocked. Spike can be so annoying. He knew all the right ways to push my buttons but I was not going to let him ruin my day.
"Fine be that way! Come on Andy breakfast awaits us." With that said I grabbed Andy's arm and stomped angrily towards the elevator. I turned to see Spike at the door yelling "Fine! I don't need you!" before slamming the door.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'm sorry if there are any grammar problems but I had to get this chapter posted. I would have posted this sooner but I had serious case of the flu and I am just now recovering. Anyways sorry if the whole credit card confuses you or is just plain stupid but I had to have Andy see Faye again and I couldn't think of anything at the moment.
