The Past Returns: Chapter Ten
This man sat in his royal chair, head of the Red Dragon, he had light blue hair that fell just over his ears, and was wearing a brown shirt and matching pants, dark blue tie and a matching trench coat to match with it, in his hand he held his sword. He now stared at less than half of the men that he had sent. They returned beaten, bruise, or shot. "What the hell happened?!" he demanded.
"Vicious, we located Spike and tried to bring him back just like you order. Unfortunately he had reinforcements and was much to strong for us to handle", one man spoke.
"Oh? Reinforcements? If my memory is correct there mustn't been more than possibly two or three people. Am I correct?" The man didn't speak. "You fools you outnumbered them three to twenty! That's just ridiculous! Tell me Julia how hard could it possibly be for twenty men to drag one back alive?" he spoke to her, who was standing at his side.
"None. It shouldn't be difficult at all".
He smiled. "I thought so. Can either one of you give me any useful information to change my mind from killing you all for failing me?"
"Forgive us Vicious perhaps I do know one of some sort", the same man spoke. "When we finally located the Bebop no one was inside therefore we decided to wait. Spike finally returned with a woman, her name was mentioned once and it was Faye, she is with child and by the looks of it, she is his girlfriend."
Julia stood stunned. She hadn't expected this. At this moment she was boiling with rage.
"Excellent! Today is your lucky day men, your lives have been spared. Now leave me". Once they left he continued to speak. "I'm planning another attack on Spike and this time I will also go. You know what they say 'if you want the job done then you will have to do it yourself.' One more thing, I need my best people to come with me therefore, Julia, you will be coming as well".
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After the fight with Vicious' men Faye was rushed to the hospital where she delivered a healthy baby boy who weighed seven pounds and six ounces. He had his father's hair, eyes, and colored skin but also had his mother's nose, birthmark [that was located on his left thigh (made that up myself)] and her big appetite. After much discussion they had finally decided on the name Eric Valentine Spiegel. The crew had moved locations because of the possibility that Vicious might come after them again, even though it had been two months since their last confrontation with his henchmen. After a while the crew went back to their normal routines, with the addition that every three to four hours you could hear a baby cry, and Faye had gotten her figure back.
It was early in the morning when a baby's cry awoke Faye and could be heard echoing in the hallway. "Spike . . . get up Eric's crying. Spike?", she called as she shook him gently.
"What? Not now", he rolled on his stomach and placed a pillow over his head. "He's not my son at seven in the morning".
"I already got up for his last feeding at four in the morning so, that makes it your turn".
"Faye I need the sleep now so, I'll make a deal with you if you let me sleep now then I'll get the next whole night feeding. Okay?"
"Fine" she put her robe on (which she could now fit back into) and walked to the nursery". She took Eric out of the crib, changed his diaper, dressed him in a cute white body suite with tiny aqua green printed racing cars all around, sat in the rocking chair as she fed him his bottle. When he was practically done with it, he decided he had had enough so Faye burped him and rocked gently back and forth humming softly.
"I told you once before but you don't seem to listen so I'll repeat myself. You sing off key", Spike said as he was leaning against the door now wearing a comfortable pair of black pants and a dark green shirt.
"You're just lucky I can't get up and kick your ass".
"Spike person and Faye Faye breakfast's ready!" exclaimed Ed poking her head in. This caused Eric to give a high pitch cry. "Oops sorry, Edward didn't mean to wake baby Eric", and ran out from the room afraid of what Faye might do, who was now giving her a dirty look.
Spike walked up to Faye and took Eric into his arms. "Go on and get some rest if you want, I'll handle this little guy".
She took this opportunity to take her usual long bath and dressed in a black tank top with light brownish pants. She walked into the kitchen drying her hair with a towel seeing Jet and Spike playing checkers, Ein sleeping on the ground, and Ed sitting on the counter with her goggles on staring blanking in front of her while moving from side to side.
"Where's the baby?"
"Ed put baby Eric in his crib where he's now sleep". Ein had awaked and was growling at the door. "Ein what's wrong?" Ed's question was answered when a loud sound that sounded much like a gunshot came from the living room.
Everyone looked up startled and ran to the living room. There stood Julia, wearing her usual tight leather uniform with a black trench coat holding a smoking pistol and about thirty of Vicious' henchmen standing right behind her. "So glad you could all make it, most of all you Spike", she said and wore that evil smirk.
"Julia? You will pay for what you've done to Shin, I swear you will".
"Yeah? Well you can give him and his pathetic girlfriend my regards when you see him in the next life, and believe me that'll be soon. ATTACK!"
All of the henchmen quickly surrounded Spike, Jet, and Faye, while Ed and Ein hid behind a couch. Ten henchmen were in a semicircle surrounding Jet. "No doubt this will be easy". He punched three men in a domino affect, gave a sidekick to one guy and sending him collating into the person who was behind him. "Five down and only five more to go".
Spike on the other hand had already taken four men down and was now dealing with six. He kicked one guy in the ribs and punched him in the stomach; then diverted his attention to the guy that was coming behind him with a club. As he was going to strike him Spike disarmed it away from him and swung it to his face twice, knees, and legs. Another different guy came from behind him and held onto his body, which cause Spike to drop the club so; he threw him over his shoulder at other guy who was approaching him. "When the tough gets going the going gets tough. Only two left it shouldn't be so hard".
By this time Faye had taken out six men and fighting with only four. "Come on boys I promise not to bite hard". The first guy was going to punch her she grabbed his arm and pulled him downward to collect and kneed him in the stomach; she then spun and elbowed the next guy in the face. The next two came to each side of her and planning to sandwich her with their kicks she ducked and they ended knocking each other unconscious.
With no more men coming after her, Faye scanned the room and observed that both Spike and Jet were doing fine. There was one thing that did bother her, where was Julia? Once again she scanned the room and finally spotted her leaning against the wall, camouflage by the shadows, staring intensely at Spike. She walked away from the shadows and took something out of her coat, it was her pistol. Faye watched Julia raising her arm that held the pistol and had aimed it at Spike. With him being so occupied with his fighting he didn't notice a thing. Seeing Julia about to pull the trigger Faye ran to her and kicked it out of her hand. Faye and Julia now stared at each other.
"Well if it isn't Spike's new bitch, Faye isn't it?" Julia asked.
"I would choose your words wisely Julia".
"Oh I wouldn't want to get you angry. Who knows what will happen?" she talked sarcastically. "You know I was Spike's old flame and I just can't wait to tell you the memorable times we spent together. Those moments are what I cherished so much and that was the only thing what kept me going but then I found out that he had a new whore who had borne a bastard child of his".
Faye was now flaming with anger. "No one calls me a whore least of all my son a bastard child! You can talk the talk but can you walk the walk?" she stood in a fighting stance and Julia took off her coat and stood in one as well. Both were now staring at one another with looks that could kill.
This man sat in his royal chair, head of the Red Dragon, he had light blue hair that fell just over his ears, and was wearing a brown shirt and matching pants, dark blue tie and a matching trench coat to match with it, in his hand he held his sword. He now stared at less than half of the men that he had sent. They returned beaten, bruise, or shot. "What the hell happened?!" he demanded.
"Vicious, we located Spike and tried to bring him back just like you order. Unfortunately he had reinforcements and was much to strong for us to handle", one man spoke.
"Oh? Reinforcements? If my memory is correct there mustn't been more than possibly two or three people. Am I correct?" The man didn't speak. "You fools you outnumbered them three to twenty! That's just ridiculous! Tell me Julia how hard could it possibly be for twenty men to drag one back alive?" he spoke to her, who was standing at his side.
"None. It shouldn't be difficult at all".
He smiled. "I thought so. Can either one of you give me any useful information to change my mind from killing you all for failing me?"
"Forgive us Vicious perhaps I do know one of some sort", the same man spoke. "When we finally located the Bebop no one was inside therefore we decided to wait. Spike finally returned with a woman, her name was mentioned once and it was Faye, she is with child and by the looks of it, she is his girlfriend."
Julia stood stunned. She hadn't expected this. At this moment she was boiling with rage.
"Excellent! Today is your lucky day men, your lives have been spared. Now leave me". Once they left he continued to speak. "I'm planning another attack on Spike and this time I will also go. You know what they say 'if you want the job done then you will have to do it yourself.' One more thing, I need my best people to come with me therefore, Julia, you will be coming as well".
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After the fight with Vicious' men Faye was rushed to the hospital where she delivered a healthy baby boy who weighed seven pounds and six ounces. He had his father's hair, eyes, and colored skin but also had his mother's nose, birthmark [that was located on his left thigh (made that up myself)] and her big appetite. After much discussion they had finally decided on the name Eric Valentine Spiegel. The crew had moved locations because of the possibility that Vicious might come after them again, even though it had been two months since their last confrontation with his henchmen. After a while the crew went back to their normal routines, with the addition that every three to four hours you could hear a baby cry, and Faye had gotten her figure back.
It was early in the morning when a baby's cry awoke Faye and could be heard echoing in the hallway. "Spike . . . get up Eric's crying. Spike?", she called as she shook him gently.
"What? Not now", he rolled on his stomach and placed a pillow over his head. "He's not my son at seven in the morning".
"I already got up for his last feeding at four in the morning so, that makes it your turn".
"Faye I need the sleep now so, I'll make a deal with you if you let me sleep now then I'll get the next whole night feeding. Okay?"
"Fine" she put her robe on (which she could now fit back into) and walked to the nursery". She took Eric out of the crib, changed his diaper, dressed him in a cute white body suite with tiny aqua green printed racing cars all around, sat in the rocking chair as she fed him his bottle. When he was practically done with it, he decided he had had enough so Faye burped him and rocked gently back and forth humming softly.
"I told you once before but you don't seem to listen so I'll repeat myself. You sing off key", Spike said as he was leaning against the door now wearing a comfortable pair of black pants and a dark green shirt.
"You're just lucky I can't get up and kick your ass".
"Spike person and Faye Faye breakfast's ready!" exclaimed Ed poking her head in. This caused Eric to give a high pitch cry. "Oops sorry, Edward didn't mean to wake baby Eric", and ran out from the room afraid of what Faye might do, who was now giving her a dirty look.
Spike walked up to Faye and took Eric into his arms. "Go on and get some rest if you want, I'll handle this little guy".
She took this opportunity to take her usual long bath and dressed in a black tank top with light brownish pants. She walked into the kitchen drying her hair with a towel seeing Jet and Spike playing checkers, Ein sleeping on the ground, and Ed sitting on the counter with her goggles on staring blanking in front of her while moving from side to side.
"Where's the baby?"
"Ed put baby Eric in his crib where he's now sleep". Ein had awaked and was growling at the door. "Ein what's wrong?" Ed's question was answered when a loud sound that sounded much like a gunshot came from the living room.
Everyone looked up startled and ran to the living room. There stood Julia, wearing her usual tight leather uniform with a black trench coat holding a smoking pistol and about thirty of Vicious' henchmen standing right behind her. "So glad you could all make it, most of all you Spike", she said and wore that evil smirk.
"Julia? You will pay for what you've done to Shin, I swear you will".
"Yeah? Well you can give him and his pathetic girlfriend my regards when you see him in the next life, and believe me that'll be soon. ATTACK!"
All of the henchmen quickly surrounded Spike, Jet, and Faye, while Ed and Ein hid behind a couch. Ten henchmen were in a semicircle surrounding Jet. "No doubt this will be easy". He punched three men in a domino affect, gave a sidekick to one guy and sending him collating into the person who was behind him. "Five down and only five more to go".
Spike on the other hand had already taken four men down and was now dealing with six. He kicked one guy in the ribs and punched him in the stomach; then diverted his attention to the guy that was coming behind him with a club. As he was going to strike him Spike disarmed it away from him and swung it to his face twice, knees, and legs. Another different guy came from behind him and held onto his body, which cause Spike to drop the club so; he threw him over his shoulder at other guy who was approaching him. "When the tough gets going the going gets tough. Only two left it shouldn't be so hard".
By this time Faye had taken out six men and fighting with only four. "Come on boys I promise not to bite hard". The first guy was going to punch her she grabbed his arm and pulled him downward to collect and kneed him in the stomach; she then spun and elbowed the next guy in the face. The next two came to each side of her and planning to sandwich her with their kicks she ducked and they ended knocking each other unconscious.
With no more men coming after her, Faye scanned the room and observed that both Spike and Jet were doing fine. There was one thing that did bother her, where was Julia? Once again she scanned the room and finally spotted her leaning against the wall, camouflage by the shadows, staring intensely at Spike. She walked away from the shadows and took something out of her coat, it was her pistol. Faye watched Julia raising her arm that held the pistol and had aimed it at Spike. With him being so occupied with his fighting he didn't notice a thing. Seeing Julia about to pull the trigger Faye ran to her and kicked it out of her hand. Faye and Julia now stared at each other.
"Well if it isn't Spike's new bitch, Faye isn't it?" Julia asked.
"I would choose your words wisely Julia".
"Oh I wouldn't want to get you angry. Who knows what will happen?" she talked sarcastically. "You know I was Spike's old flame and I just can't wait to tell you the memorable times we spent together. Those moments are what I cherished so much and that was the only thing what kept me going but then I found out that he had a new whore who had borne a bastard child of his".
Faye was now flaming with anger. "No one calls me a whore least of all my son a bastard child! You can talk the talk but can you walk the walk?" she stood in a fighting stance and Julia took off her coat and stood in one as well. Both were now staring at one another with looks that could kill.