This is a fanfic I thought up after seeing the end of Cowboy Bebop. If you
haven't seen the end yet, then there will be a TON of spoilers and such, and I
won't make any guarantees that you'll like the direction of this fanfic. I guess
you could consider it a bit of a writing experiment, but that's enough of that.
Who knows, I might even continue the series in my own way. I'm planning on
writing another fic after this one featuring Ed and Ein, but I'll have to see
where this one goes first. I also wrote this to some of my favorite songs from
the series, and I have to admit that it helped a lot (all I have to say is...
Green Bird!!!).
All the usual disclaimers apply. I don't own or claim to own any of the characters
that I use in this story (unless I make them up), and those rights belong solely
to the respective owners/creators who made that masterpiece. Only copies made on
Beta cassetes are to be produced (I still can't get enough of the Beta reference
in episode 18).
Anyway, I give to you:
==================================================================================
Cowboy Bebop:
Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges
==================================================================================
In the black depths of space, a star slowly flickered and died, and Spike lay on
the stairs bleeding. Just moments ago he fought his final battle against Vicious,
and even the memory of that was starting to fade. Only one thing remained clear in
his mind, those few hours ago when Julia had died.
Spike: (thinking to himself) Soon... I'll see you again...
Like a movie playing in slow motion, the vision replayed itself until everything
went black, and Spike stopped breathing.
---
Meanwhile, back on the Bebop...
Faye was watching her tape over again trying to get over her last meeting with
Spike. It felt awfully lonely here with only Jet, and he was keeping to himself
in his bonsai room.
Even though her memory had finally returned, what use was it if she couldn't
even see the people or places that she remembered, let alone anyone to tell
it to. Even Ed or at worst Ein would listen to what she had to say, and they had
left on their own quite a while ago.
After she started to get lost in thought, the Beta deck proceeded to eat her tape,
and after she finally noticed, she started beating furiously at the deck until a
small trail of smoke started leaving it after it finally stopped.
Faye: Damn it... And how much will it cost to get that fixed?..
---
At the same time in Jet's Bonsai room...
Jet had just accidentally cut another branch off of one of his bonsai trees while
he was recalling the last time he had seen Spike, and he was also trying to make
sense of Spike and his past from what Spike had told him. Usually his hobby would
relieve some of his stress, but today was different.
Jet: (to himself) I guess I'll go look for him in the morning. There's nothing I
can do now.
He then returned to his endless task of keeping his bonsai trees properly pruned
and watered trying to lose himself again in his work. His last meal was uneasily
churning in his stomach when he eventually turned in for the night.
---
The information about the fall of the Red Dragon sydicate reached the streets by
early morning, and it didn't take Jet long to find out what had happened. He
reluctantly trudged his way toward the high rise where Spike's last battle
with Vicious had taken place.
After pulling a few strings with the local authorities, he made it into the
building without too much effort. He found out about some other deaths that
occured before the fall of the Red Dragons, such as a local shop keeper named
Annie and another woman named Julia who was found on the roof of the same
building.
It wasn't long until he made his way past the police lines on the top floors
where he saw Spike laying on the stairs with the local coroner around his
body doing the required checks. Surprisingly, when Jet looked closely, he noticed
the serene look on Spike's face.
Jet: (to himself) I wish you wouldn't have done this on your own...
Coroner: (looking up from his work) Did you know him?
Jet: (sadly) Yeah, I was his partner...
Coroner: After seeing all these wounds, I'm surprised that he made it this far down
the stairs.
Jet: He always pushed his limits too far, and I guess this time he wasn't planning
on coming back.
Coronor: Did you know how many guys might have done this by any chance?
Jet: Just him.
Coroner: You're kidding...
Jet: (with an angry tone) Do you think I would at a time like this?
Coroner: I assume you'll take care of the burial, since there's no local record
of family.
With a dimal nod, Jet answered the question.
---
After the necessary forms were filled out, Jet returned to the Bebop with a solemn
look on his face. Faye could tell right away what the news must have been, but
when Jet actually said it the shock was still not small.
Faye: (yelling) LIAR!!
She then ran to her quarters where she locked herself in and cried for about five
hours. Jet tossed back a couple glasses of the bottle of wine that Spike had left,
and sulked in his own way.
Jet: (to himself) Don't worry Spike, I'll save you some...
---
Shortly, arrangements were made for two side by side burial plots, and after the
cost for the burials alone, the open casket exhibition was canceled. After a few
more legal procedures, Spike and Julia were finally united for eternity side by
side in a plot outside one of the local churches.
The procession was fairly short with only Faye and Jet in attendance. Jet had dug
out one of his old suits from when he was in the ISSP, and Faye had on another
stunning attire from a recent trip shopping for the occasion.
After the procession was over and both Spike and Julia had been buried, Jet returned
with the remaining contents of the wine bottle. He slowly emptied the rest of the
contents onto the ground between the two plots, and stood there silent for a few
minutes.
Jet: Have I ever broken a promise Spike?
With that, he went back to the Bebop without looking back.
---
The next morninig, Faye didn't feel like getting out of bed, and Jet was locked up
in his bonsai room again. With both Ed and Ein gone, the ship was completely quiet,
and that left an uncomfortable feeling with both of them.
After the funeral expenses, they were in dept even more, and with their lack of
enthusiasm for bounty hunting at the moment, the cash flow was at an all time low.
Both were content to do nothing until each had their feelings sorted out some way,
and that didn't seem in the very near future.
Faye looked up at her broken Beta deck to see 12:00 flashing, since she hadn't
figured out how to set the VCR clock or timer yet. Still, that wouldn't matter
until she found someone to buy it for a high price or fix it for a fairly low
price, and with fewer and fewer people even knowing what a Beta deck is, it seemed
less and less likely for it to get fixed.
Begrudgingly, she finally got out of bed only to find that she had stayed there
for about 26 hours. After a quick trip to the restroom, she found Jet asleep
against the wall in his bonsai room. Apparently he had been drinking due to some
of the various liquer bottles that littered the floor.
She next went to the kitchen, but she left shortly after finding she didn't feel like
eating. After smoking a few cigarettes in the living room, she turned on the monitor
to see if there was anything actually worth watching. After flipping through the
available channels, she came across on a report on the fall of the Red Dragon
syndicate that finally made its way to the public news, but its value fell short
when it didn't cover anything about Spike's fight with Vicious.
---
Later, after Jet had got up, the local authorities dropped off anything of Spike's
that they didn't need for evidence which included his empty Jericho 941, and a few
other assorted objects. This didn't ease any of the sadness permeating the air, and
in fact, it only helped to make it seem that much deeper.
Eventually, they began to let reality take over again, and decided that they needed
to get a local bounty if they wanted to keep anything of Spike's (or their own for
that matter). After following a few false leads, Faye and Jet cornered a local
loan shark that was wanted for manslaughter, and they proceded to turn him in
for the 20,000 that he was worth. Now with a little cash on hand, they got out
of the funeral dept, but that still left them with the dept they had from before.
Jet: (thinking) We have our work cut out for us.
During the evening meal that Jet had prepared (without meat again of course), they
started to discuss the future.
Jet: You don't have to stay if you don't want to. I'd understand.
Faye: That's alright... It's just kind of hard being here knowing that Spike isn't
coming back.
Jet: To tell you the truth, I'm not sure if both you and I could support this place
now that Spike is gone, and I don't think that we will be able to keep up like
we used to.
Faye: I know... Everything was finally starting to fit in place for me, but I didn't
think it would fall apart this quickly. What good is getting my memory back
when everyone around me leaves.
Jet: (quietly) I'm still here...
Faye: Huh? Did you say something?
Jet: (blushing a little) Um, no... I uh... didn't...
Faye: Oh...
The rest of the meal went in silence, and they eventually sat done by the monitor
to see if there were any other good local bounties that they could follow up on
tomorrow. The immeadiate future wasn't looking too great, but at least it wasn't
as bleak as the last few days had been.
---
Days came and went with Faye and Jet getting most of the bounties that they were
after, but the death of Spike still took the joy out of most of life. They decided
to try to live life as best they could considering the circumstances, so they
renovated the Bebop a little to keep it up to date. Of course, that left them in
an even greater debt, but with a little hard work and a lot of time, things would
all work out.
Dinner conversations between the two of them became more and more like before
Spike had died, and A partnership was in the works as well...
Jet: You know, I've been thinking about getting another partner...
Faye: Really?..
Jet: Yeah, and I think I can trust you enough now to ask you.
Faye: What do you mean by 'now'?
Jet: Well, you have been know to run off before...
Faye: (starting to glare) Time's change don't they Jet...
Jet: (a little uneasily) Yeah, they sure do, but would you consider it?
Faye: (starting to glare less) Yes, I think I would.
The rest of the dinner conversation dealt with more recent matters such as
which bounty to go after and the normal dinner chit chat. With time, the
Bebop would be back on both feet, but there still was that matter with the
partnership.
---
The End of
Cowboy Bebop:
Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges
---
Well, it looks like I'm going to have to write a series after all, and I don't think
that it would pose too much of a problem (unless you count the time it takes away
from my original story). Anyway, I hope you liked this prelude to what I've got
planned. Actually I haven't got much besides this yet, but I like the direction
that it's going in. Send any questions or comments over to "zx-tole@geocities.com"
I'd really appreciate some feedback on anything that I've written.
haven't seen the end yet, then there will be a TON of spoilers and such, and I
won't make any guarantees that you'll like the direction of this fanfic. I guess
you could consider it a bit of a writing experiment, but that's enough of that.
Who knows, I might even continue the series in my own way. I'm planning on
writing another fic after this one featuring Ed and Ein, but I'll have to see
where this one goes first. I also wrote this to some of my favorite songs from
the series, and I have to admit that it helped a lot (all I have to say is...
Green Bird!!!).
All the usual disclaimers apply. I don't own or claim to own any of the characters
that I use in this story (unless I make them up), and those rights belong solely
to the respective owners/creators who made that masterpiece. Only copies made on
Beta cassetes are to be produced (I still can't get enough of the Beta reference
in episode 18).
Anyway, I give to you:
==================================================================================
Cowboy Bebop:
Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges
==================================================================================
In the black depths of space, a star slowly flickered and died, and Spike lay on
the stairs bleeding. Just moments ago he fought his final battle against Vicious,
and even the memory of that was starting to fade. Only one thing remained clear in
his mind, those few hours ago when Julia had died.
Spike: (thinking to himself) Soon... I'll see you again...
Like a movie playing in slow motion, the vision replayed itself until everything
went black, and Spike stopped breathing.
---
Meanwhile, back on the Bebop...
Faye was watching her tape over again trying to get over her last meeting with
Spike. It felt awfully lonely here with only Jet, and he was keeping to himself
in his bonsai room.
Even though her memory had finally returned, what use was it if she couldn't
even see the people or places that she remembered, let alone anyone to tell
it to. Even Ed or at worst Ein would listen to what she had to say, and they had
left on their own quite a while ago.
After she started to get lost in thought, the Beta deck proceeded to eat her tape,
and after she finally noticed, she started beating furiously at the deck until a
small trail of smoke started leaving it after it finally stopped.
Faye: Damn it... And how much will it cost to get that fixed?..
---
At the same time in Jet's Bonsai room...
Jet had just accidentally cut another branch off of one of his bonsai trees while
he was recalling the last time he had seen Spike, and he was also trying to make
sense of Spike and his past from what Spike had told him. Usually his hobby would
relieve some of his stress, but today was different.
Jet: (to himself) I guess I'll go look for him in the morning. There's nothing I
can do now.
He then returned to his endless task of keeping his bonsai trees properly pruned
and watered trying to lose himself again in his work. His last meal was uneasily
churning in his stomach when he eventually turned in for the night.
---
The information about the fall of the Red Dragon sydicate reached the streets by
early morning, and it didn't take Jet long to find out what had happened. He
reluctantly trudged his way toward the high rise where Spike's last battle
with Vicious had taken place.
After pulling a few strings with the local authorities, he made it into the
building without too much effort. He found out about some other deaths that
occured before the fall of the Red Dragons, such as a local shop keeper named
Annie and another woman named Julia who was found on the roof of the same
building.
It wasn't long until he made his way past the police lines on the top floors
where he saw Spike laying on the stairs with the local coroner around his
body doing the required checks. Surprisingly, when Jet looked closely, he noticed
the serene look on Spike's face.
Jet: (to himself) I wish you wouldn't have done this on your own...
Coroner: (looking up from his work) Did you know him?
Jet: (sadly) Yeah, I was his partner...
Coroner: After seeing all these wounds, I'm surprised that he made it this far down
the stairs.
Jet: He always pushed his limits too far, and I guess this time he wasn't planning
on coming back.
Coronor: Did you know how many guys might have done this by any chance?
Jet: Just him.
Coroner: You're kidding...
Jet: (with an angry tone) Do you think I would at a time like this?
Coroner: I assume you'll take care of the burial, since there's no local record
of family.
With a dimal nod, Jet answered the question.
---
After the necessary forms were filled out, Jet returned to the Bebop with a solemn
look on his face. Faye could tell right away what the news must have been, but
when Jet actually said it the shock was still not small.
Faye: (yelling) LIAR!!
She then ran to her quarters where she locked herself in and cried for about five
hours. Jet tossed back a couple glasses of the bottle of wine that Spike had left,
and sulked in his own way.
Jet: (to himself) Don't worry Spike, I'll save you some...
---
Shortly, arrangements were made for two side by side burial plots, and after the
cost for the burials alone, the open casket exhibition was canceled. After a few
more legal procedures, Spike and Julia were finally united for eternity side by
side in a plot outside one of the local churches.
The procession was fairly short with only Faye and Jet in attendance. Jet had dug
out one of his old suits from when he was in the ISSP, and Faye had on another
stunning attire from a recent trip shopping for the occasion.
After the procession was over and both Spike and Julia had been buried, Jet returned
with the remaining contents of the wine bottle. He slowly emptied the rest of the
contents onto the ground between the two plots, and stood there silent for a few
minutes.
Jet: Have I ever broken a promise Spike?
With that, he went back to the Bebop without looking back.
---
The next morninig, Faye didn't feel like getting out of bed, and Jet was locked up
in his bonsai room again. With both Ed and Ein gone, the ship was completely quiet,
and that left an uncomfortable feeling with both of them.
After the funeral expenses, they were in dept even more, and with their lack of
enthusiasm for bounty hunting at the moment, the cash flow was at an all time low.
Both were content to do nothing until each had their feelings sorted out some way,
and that didn't seem in the very near future.
Faye looked up at her broken Beta deck to see 12:00 flashing, since she hadn't
figured out how to set the VCR clock or timer yet. Still, that wouldn't matter
until she found someone to buy it for a high price or fix it for a fairly low
price, and with fewer and fewer people even knowing what a Beta deck is, it seemed
less and less likely for it to get fixed.
Begrudgingly, she finally got out of bed only to find that she had stayed there
for about 26 hours. After a quick trip to the restroom, she found Jet asleep
against the wall in his bonsai room. Apparently he had been drinking due to some
of the various liquer bottles that littered the floor.
She next went to the kitchen, but she left shortly after finding she didn't feel like
eating. After smoking a few cigarettes in the living room, she turned on the monitor
to see if there was anything actually worth watching. After flipping through the
available channels, she came across on a report on the fall of the Red Dragon
syndicate that finally made its way to the public news, but its value fell short
when it didn't cover anything about Spike's fight with Vicious.
---
Later, after Jet had got up, the local authorities dropped off anything of Spike's
that they didn't need for evidence which included his empty Jericho 941, and a few
other assorted objects. This didn't ease any of the sadness permeating the air, and
in fact, it only helped to make it seem that much deeper.
Eventually, they began to let reality take over again, and decided that they needed
to get a local bounty if they wanted to keep anything of Spike's (or their own for
that matter). After following a few false leads, Faye and Jet cornered a local
loan shark that was wanted for manslaughter, and they proceded to turn him in
for the 20,000 that he was worth. Now with a little cash on hand, they got out
of the funeral dept, but that still left them with the dept they had from before.
Jet: (thinking) We have our work cut out for us.
During the evening meal that Jet had prepared (without meat again of course), they
started to discuss the future.
Jet: You don't have to stay if you don't want to. I'd understand.
Faye: That's alright... It's just kind of hard being here knowing that Spike isn't
coming back.
Jet: To tell you the truth, I'm not sure if both you and I could support this place
now that Spike is gone, and I don't think that we will be able to keep up like
we used to.
Faye: I know... Everything was finally starting to fit in place for me, but I didn't
think it would fall apart this quickly. What good is getting my memory back
when everyone around me leaves.
Jet: (quietly) I'm still here...
Faye: Huh? Did you say something?
Jet: (blushing a little) Um, no... I uh... didn't...
Faye: Oh...
The rest of the meal went in silence, and they eventually sat done by the monitor
to see if there were any other good local bounties that they could follow up on
tomorrow. The immeadiate future wasn't looking too great, but at least it wasn't
as bleak as the last few days had been.
---
Days came and went with Faye and Jet getting most of the bounties that they were
after, but the death of Spike still took the joy out of most of life. They decided
to try to live life as best they could considering the circumstances, so they
renovated the Bebop a little to keep it up to date. Of course, that left them in
an even greater debt, but with a little hard work and a lot of time, things would
all work out.
Dinner conversations between the two of them became more and more like before
Spike had died, and A partnership was in the works as well...
Jet: You know, I've been thinking about getting another partner...
Faye: Really?..
Jet: Yeah, and I think I can trust you enough now to ask you.
Faye: What do you mean by 'now'?
Jet: Well, you have been know to run off before...
Faye: (starting to glare) Time's change don't they Jet...
Jet: (a little uneasily) Yeah, they sure do, but would you consider it?
Faye: (starting to glare less) Yes, I think I would.
The rest of the dinner conversation dealt with more recent matters such as
which bounty to go after and the normal dinner chit chat. With time, the
Bebop would be back on both feet, but there still was that matter with the
partnership.
---
The End of
Cowboy Bebop:
Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges
---
Well, it looks like I'm going to have to write a series after all, and I don't think
that it would pose too much of a problem (unless you count the time it takes away
from my original story). Anyway, I hope you liked this prelude to what I've got
planned. Actually I haven't got much besides this yet, but I like the direction
that it's going in. Send any questions or comments over to "zx-tole@geocities.com"
I'd really appreciate some feedback on anything that I've written.