Black Widow Session 9

Maybe Someday

/thoughts/

"speech"

~^~ time passed

Last time…

"Yeah…I guess you're right." Jet said slowly. As they flew back to the Bebop, Spike pulled out the paper and wondered whether or not the young woman was still alive. She was a bloody mess, and would probably be dead before he even arrived at the syndicate. But he'd have to take that chance, and for Jet's sake, hope she wouldn't be. When they arrived at the Bebop, Faye was conscious and eagerly waiting. "So?" She asked immediately as they came into the living room. "They weren't home. We're going over to the syndicate building now, so we can end this." Jet reported, going to the cockpit to make sure there was no major damage.

Spike nodded for Faye to follow him down the hall, out of Jet's hearing distance. "What's up, Spike?" Faye asked softly. Spike pulled the paper out of his pocket, unfolded it and handed it to Faye. "Oh my god…are they..?" She whispered, putting a hand over her mouth. "I don't know. The younger one might still be alive, but I doubt it. I'm taking that the girl they're talking about is her daughter. This has to end." Spike replied lowly. Faye stared at the picture before handing it back to Faye. "I'm going with you, Spike. Once Jet see's this, he'll want to kill Vicious himself, and we both know that's not possible. Please, let me back you up." She pleaded.

And now…

Unfortunatly, the Bebop wasn't in any condition to blast off to the syndicate, so the group was forced to stay on Earth until everything was repaired. Jet remained alone, worrying about Daisy. Faye was returning from a shower when her hand swung to smack and kill the bug who had just bitten her neck. "Ugh…S-Spi…" She uttered, stumbling towards the circular opening to the living quarters, when her vision blurred. Spike jumped up from the couch to catch the falling woman. "Faye! What happened? Are you alright?" he asked hastily, removing Faye's hand from her neck to see a puncture mark. "What the—"

The slight sound of a foot fall that no one else would have been able to hear caused Spike to whip his neck around in time to see a dark figure. Soon thereafter he had fallen to the floor, feeling the blood seep out of the jagged puncture wound on his own neck. "Shit.." was all he managed to utter before blacking out.

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Vicious smiled wickedly as the three Bebop members were shackeled to the wall. "We've done as you asked sir. Is there anything more you need?" Kou asked. Vicious closed his eyes and shook his head. "You may go now." He throated. Kou bowed his head before leaving the trio to the mercy of Vicious's blood-stained hands. He walked over to Spike and smacked him around slightly to wake him up. Spike groaned and opened his eyes. "Vicious." He spat, now fully awake, and trying to get free from the restraints.

"Hello Spike." Vicious greeted.

"You're a coward, Vicious." Spike retorted.

Vicious chuckled softly. "You were coming to get me Spike. I merely got you first." He answered, walking over to Faye.

"Don't you touch her! She's not involved with this!" Spike exclaimed worridly.

Vicious raised his eyebrows at his ex-comrades obvious worry. "What's this? Spike's found someone else?" A female voice asked. "J-Julia..?" Spike stuttered in disbelief. The blond woman walked over to Vicious' side. "It's me, Spike." Julia said in a monotone voice. Vicious wrapped a snake-like arm around Julia's waist and smirked wickedly. "What are you doing here?" Spike asked painfully. Julia remained silent, and Vicious tightened his grip on her. "Feeling stupid, Spike?" he asked, glancing at Faye momentarily.

Spike growled lowly, pulling his arms against the shackles. "I thought so." Vicious said, answering himself. "You should have left when you had the chance." Julia said flatly. Spike whipped his head forward. "Why, Julia? I loved you!" he said hoarsly. Julia stepped forward and smacked Spike's cheek harshly. The echoing sound caused Faye to snap awake. "Nn…Spike!?" she exclaimed, trying to run to his aid. "Leave him alone, you bitch!" Faye continued, trying to pull her arms free.

"Julia…" Vicious ordered. The leather-clad woman walked over to Faye and swung her arm up to Faye's throat and squeezed tightly. Spike's eyes widened, and he swung his leg outward to kick Vicious in the chest. Julia released Faye's throat and ran over to help Vicious. "Faye, are you alright!?" Spike exclaimed, wishing he was close enough to comfort his comrade. Coughing loudly, Faye nodded meekly.

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Edward peeked out from her hiding spot and sighed deeply. "Ed thinks they're gone, Ein. What should we do?" She asked. Ein looked up and licked her nose. "That's what Ed was thinking!" Ed exclaimed, crawling out from the refridgerator, that had luckily been unplugged. "Spike and Faye and Jet are in trouble! But who can help them?" Ed thought to herself. Her eyes wandered to Tomato. "Tomato can help!" Ed shouted, hopping over to her computer. She quickly searched for information and came up with one name: Shin.

"Hey Ein…do you think Shin can help Spike an' Faye an' Jet?" Ed asked, pointing at the man's image on her screen. Ein cocked his head to the side and barked. Gathering some things, Ed sped off to hitch a ride to space, where Shin would be.

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"Who are you?" Shin asked, looking down at the red-headed girl and her dog. "It's a secret! Spike-person needs help!" Ed whispered through the door. "Spike?" Shin repeated before un-locking several locks. He opened the door, pulled Ed in and shut it. "What happened to Spike? Is it Vicious?" Shin asked, aiming his gun at the innocent girl before him. Ed nodded enthusiastically, disregarding the gun. "Edward was on Bebop and then bad men came to the Bebop so Ed hid on the Bebop. Then Spike an' Jet came back to the Bebop and—"

Shin held his hand up. "Cut to the chase kid, I don't have all day." He said impatiently. "They were captured and Ed is afraid!" Ed said dramatically, placing a hand on her forehead and tilting back. Shin reached forward and grabbed one of her flailing feet. "And you are..?" he asked as Ed lay motionless. "Edward is Edward. Ed found you so you can save Spike and Faye and Jet. Will you help them?" Ed replied.

Dropping Ed to the floor, Shin nodded. "If I don't, who will?" he asked himself. /It's only a matter of time before Vicious gets impatient and starts to kill them one by one. I just hope I don't get there too late/ he thought, leaving the room to prepare.

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"Just what did you hope to accomplish with all of this Vicious?" Spike asked, his arms aching from being suspended for so long. Vicious opened his eyes and gestured at Jet and Faye. "Can't you tell, Spike? You always were so in tune with what was going on. I'm surprised you haven't figured it out already." He replied. Spike snorted. "You don't even know what you're going to do, do you? You've caught us the cowardly way, now what?" he taunted. Vicious smirked slightly.

"You always were so cocky.." Vicious said remanicingly. Spike's gaze shifted to Julia. She stood there, emotionless, indifferent. The leather suit she wore emphasized her curves, reminding Spike of why he fell in love with her in the first place. "Where's the girl?" Spike asked suddenly, snapping his head back to Vicious's dead gaze. "She's fine." Vicious replied. Spike rolled his neck to loosen some of the stiff muscles. "I didn't ask how she was, dumb ass. I asked where she is." He sneered.

Vicious stood up suddenly and knocked Julia out of his way, much to her and Spike's surprise. Vicious stalked over and gripped Spike's chin tightly. Spike stared into the life-less pools of gray and spit in the man's face. "I want to see her. I want Jet to see her." Spike demanded. Vicious moved his hand and grabbed Spike's throat. "You're..su-ch a…coward Vi..cious. Ch..choking a helpless man…maybe that's..why…she came to..me." Spike choked out. Julia ran over and grabbed Vicious' arm. "Please, don't." she said, almost pleadingly.

Snarling menacingly, Vicious removed his hand from Spike's throat and struck Julia across the cheek. She twisted to the floor and held her cheek tightly. Spike inhaled deeply, trying to shake the light-headedness he felt. "Why don't you untie me and we can have a real fight." Spike said, once he was breathing normally. Vicious helped Julia off the floor and caressed her injured cheek. "Please…stop this.." Julia said in a soft voice, taking one of Vicious' hands. "You know I can't do that.." Vicious replied.

"Uncuff me you goddamned coward!" Spike shouted, thrashing his arms, hurting them more than they already were. The commotion finally caused Jet to wake up. "Huh..w'as goin' on..?" He muttered, trying to rub his eyes. "What the…is that..?" he continued, starting to realize what was happening. Jet turned to see Spike, and Faye too with substantial bruising on their necks. "Spike, what the hell have you gotten us into now!?" Jet hollared angrily. Spike rolled his eyes and wiggled his wrists. "It's not my fault Vicious is a COWARD. If he'd untie me, we could finally settle this thing. If I could get out of these things myself, I would have." He said.

Faye sighed tiredly, thankful that Vicious was leaving them alone for the time being. "What are we going to do?" She hissed impatiently. "I have no idea." Jet answered, wishing he could run a hand over his head. Spike was finally in a situation that he had no idea how to get himself out of. Now, his friends were in trouble too. "Hey, Julia!" Faye shouted, hoping to get their attention. The blond turned her head slightly. "Come here, will ya? We need to chat." Faye continued, hoping she could pursuade Spike's former lover to help them out.

Ignoring Vicious' glare, Julia walked over to Faye. "Will you please tell him to let us down?" Faye asked, knowing her demands wouldn't be met. "I can't do that." Julia replied. "Then at least let me down. They're not involved in this." Spike said pleadingly. Julia walked over to the green-haired man and looked down at him. "Julia, leave them alone." Vicious ordered from a chair across the room. "All he wants is to see me suffer. It seems to me that he's not confident in his own abilities, that's why he hasn't fought me yet." Spike said with a cocky grin.

Julia instinctivly smacked Spike across the face. "I expected that. Just tell him what I told you." Spike asked as Julia turned on her black stiletto heels. There was quiet discussion between Julia and Vicious, before Julia returned to Spike and uncuffed him. With a heavy sigh, Spike let his arms fall to his sides before rubbing his wrists gingerly. "Thanks." He muttered, as if Julia even cared about his well-being. "Are you happy now, Spike?" Vicious throated, removing his katana from it's shealth. Spike patted his empty pockets and grinned. "Not quite. Where's my gun?" He asked.

Vicious kicked it across the floor and said, "It begins." Spike cocked his gun and nodded. Faye flinched as the two charged at each other, combatting blade with bullet. "Faye, do you have anything to get these cuffs off?" Jet whispered. Faye nodded. "It's in my hair, though, so I won't be able to reach it." She answered, shaking her head slightly. "Damn." Jet cursed, turning back to the fight. Spike had a slash in his chest, and Vicious' right thigh was grazed. They were even, for the most part.

"Is your blood boiling yet Spike?" Vicious asked, when they were face to face. Spike grinned. "Is yours?" he asked, kicking Vicious away and shooting almost wildly. "My blood is boiling with a vengence. Soon it will be calm…once you're dead.." Vicious sneered, swinging his katana at Spike's head. Ducking away from the blade, Spike shot at Vicious, but purposely sent his bullet into one of Faye's handcuffs. Shreiking slightly, she grabbed the lock pick from her hair and freed her other arm, with out causing too much attention. "Come on Faye, hurry up!" Jet hissed, as she worked slowly on one of his hands.

"I'm sorry my arm is twitching Jet, it was just shot at. Hold your damn horses." Faye said, finally releasing one of his arms. Meanwhile, Spike and Vicious were at each other's throats. "Come on Vicious, kill me. You know you want to, you have the chance." Spike taunted, as Vicious' blade pressed against his neck. "I could say the same to you, but I'd be a fool." Vicious retorted, as Spike pressed the barrel of his gun against the side of Vicious' neck. Kicking Vicious away from him, Spike stole a glance, and saw Faye and Jet were gone. He didn't want to die in front of Faye, or Jet for that matter.

Julia stood in the shadows, watching her two lovers battle. She didn't care about Spike, but she couldn't love Vicious. Not after what he'd done. The two men backed away from each other, breathing heavily. Spike had a gash across his cheek, a slice on his neck, and various other nicks and cuts along his body. Vicious didn't have a bullet in his body. He was winning. /Shit…He's kicking the hell out of me. I gotta sink a bullet into him quick, or else I'm dead/ Spike thought, catching a glimpse of a figure moving towards Julia.

Knowing she was already caught, Spike yelled, "Julia, watch out!" Vicious spun around, and Spike pumped him full of lead. "Fuck!" Spike spat, realizing he was empty, and had only shot Vicious twice. He quickly put in a new magazine, and ran away from Vicious. It was Faye who had Julia by the hair, with her Glock pressed to her temple. Vicious was kneeling on the floor, deciding what to do. "Put the sword down, or she's dead!" Faye ordered. Vicious' grip remained firm.

Cocking her gun, Faye stepped into the light a bit more. "Don't tempt me Vicious. Put the goddamn sword down!" She exclaimed. Spike knew Faye would die if she kept this up. "Faye, let her go!" he shouted. Vicious turned his gaze and smirked. "I don't care if you still love her Spike, she's going to kill you!" Faye exclaimed, tearing slightly. Wiping his cheek with the back of his hand, Spike shook his head. "This won't solve anything Faye. It's only going to get you killed. Just let her go.." He mediated.

Vicious stood up and pointed his sword at Faye. "You think that you have a chance against me, woman? Would you care to try?" he tempted. Kicking Julia to the ground, Faye pointed her gun at Vicious. "A bullet travels faster than you, you son of a bitch!" She spat, shaking slightly. "Why don't we test your little theory then?" Vicious said. Realizing there was nothing else he could do, Spike ran towards Vicious, and shot him in the leg. Vicious spun around and pointed his katana straight at Spike's chest.

Thankfully, a figure shoved Spike out of the way, before his heart was shishcabobed. "Shin?! How…" Spike started, before knocking the man off of him as Vicious charged for them both. "I knew you were nothing but a traitor. It's a shame your assassination didn't pull through!" Vicious sneered at Shin before swinging wildly at Spike.

Meanwhile, Faye ran to join Jet who was searching the building for Lola, and maybe even Daisy if she was still alive. "I can't believe Spike kept this from me!" Jet exclaimed in a hushed voice. "You would have gone off after Vicious yourself if he showed you. And we all know that you can't handle him." Faye replied. Jet sighed deeply. "I just wish there was something I could do. It's my fault they're dead." He stated.

Faye put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We can find them, Jet. And give them a proper burial. That's all we can do now, save rescuing the little girl." She said, before they started off again. There were patrollers around the entire building, armed and ready to kill on sight—Vicious' orders of course. Despite not wanting to kill those only doing their jobs, Faye sunk a bullet into the skulls of two patrollers. There was a door at the end of a dead-end hall. "Let's check it out." Jet said, running over to the door.

"Wait…let me listen." Faye whispered, putting her ear to the door.

"Mommy…mommy, wake up…mommy..?"

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