Important note: Hey again! I just am writing a quick note so that you know
the backround of this chapter. The last chapter was a prologue and this is
the *first* chapter. This is set 2 years after the prologue(2 years, 3
weeks after Spike's *death*) Arigato and please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop, no matter how much I wish I did! :( But its still a really cool show!!!
Italics= thoughts
" "= speaking
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The moonlight glinted dangerously off the silver pistol, the shot still ringing in the air. A man, gasping and afraid, made a futile attempt to stop the flow of sticky blood ozzing from the stinging bullet wound in his knee. " Please...please! I know that I shouldn't have done it, but please don't kill me! I will give you anything you want, just don't kill me!" the man pleaded in a breathless voice. Faye stared at him with cold, empty eyes, never lowering the gun. How pathetic, she thought, disgusted. "I have orders, you should have thought of this before you betrayed the Black Wolf syndicate." Faye stated, her voice devoid of emotion. Raising the hand gun to his beaten head, Faye bore directly into the man's fearfilled eyes. She pulled the trigger.
Wiping the splattered blood from her black, leather trench coat, she casually strolled out of the dead man's apartment. The police quickly pulled up behind her, drawing their guns and aiming expertly at her back. " Put your hands up and slowly turn around, Shadow!" they yelled angrily. Faye slowed her pace to a halt, but her hands remained loosely by her sides. The police men glanced uneasily at eachother, the hairs on the back of their necks bristling. Their initial anger and confidence quickly faded away, replaced by a growing feeling of danger. His voice trembling slightly, the younger police man called out, " We know it's you, Shadow, so just come quietly or we'll have to take you down! This is your only warning!" A cold smirk tugged at her lush red lips. Why do they even try? she questioned, shaking her head in a fleeting annoyance. Time to go she added nonchalantly. Resuming her normal stride, Faye calmly pulled out a small device and pushed the tiny red button.
An explosion wracked the air, the ground rocking and cracking. The police men were flung mercilessly into their car window, as the building of the deceased man was blown to bits, blood running uncontrolled to the broken pavement. Faye continued down the sidewalk,relaxed as though nothing had happened.
Flipping out a thin, dark cell phone, Faye distantly clicked the dial button. Someone picked up after one ring. "Shadow." A man's husky voice stated darkly. "Its done." Faye responded emotionlessly. " Report back to head quarters." The voice commanded, then the sharp click of the phone hanging up sounded through Faye's phone. Faye flicked her phone back into her coat pocket, turned into an abandoned alley, and hopped into the Redtail, setting the coordinates into her control screen.
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The darkly painted deep blue and midnight black doors opened slowly as Faye quickly strode in. A tall, lean man with icy blue eyes sat comfortably in his satin chair, watching the advancing Faye with a demonic interest. Leaning forward with a small smile, the man motioned to a black leather chair infront of his chestnut desk. Faye distractedly took a seat, never taking her eyes off the steely man before her. After a slight hestitation the man spoke, " I saw your work on t.v., Shadow... you're making quite a name for yourself." Faye tensed unconsciously. He is either planing to kill me or I have a difficult job coming my way. The man seemed to notice her reflective state and smiled, a eerie, cool smile. " I have been watching you lately, Shadow. And why do you have that name again?" He paused, but Faye made no move to answer. Grinning, he continued, "Oh yes, that's right. The papers made up this whole big myth about a young women, who kills relentlessly and then disappears like a shadow in the sunlight. Too bad, you weren't a myth, huh?" Faye's eyes narrowed. " Why did you want me here, sir?" she demanded irratatedly. The man smiled once more. " Call me Lanc. And I brought you here to discuss... your promotion." Lanc answered smugly.
Faye studied the man in front of her with a suspicious gaze. I am an A class assasin. I can't be promoted so what is he getting at? Faye wondered. Then she caught Lanc's gaze, and she didn't like it. "I can't be promoted. You have the wrong girl." she droned nonchalantly. " That's where your wrong, my dear." he started with a sly smile, " I'm going to cut to the chase. I need a personal assassin. I choose you." Faye jerked her gaze to meet his. Her eyes flashed with indistinct emotions for a split second and then became once again dull. "Why me?" she inquired distantly. He shifted casually and then locked his hands under his chin. " Your the best. Besides, maybe I like you." He mused quietly. Faye looked him straight in the eye. "No." Lanc's smile vanished and his face hardened. Glaring at her angrily, he roared, " I AM YOUR BOSS, THE LEADER OF THE BLACK WOLF SYNDICATE, AND YOU WILL DO AS I SAY." Faye didn't even flinch. " Yes sir." she slighted amusedly. His eyebrows twitched in agitation, but he seemed to regain control.
After an awkard moment of silence, Lanc slowly twitched his mouth into an innocent smile, placing his hands gently near Faye's. Faye flinched away in a sickened gesture. Sighing, frustaurated and displeased, he lay a large menela envelope onto his desk. Faye evaluated to file and nodded, knowing without even reading it that this was a big mark. " Your target is another syndicate leader." Faye slid the envelope back across to him, a direct and measured movement. "Which syndicate?" she questioned sharply. Lanc's soft eyes closed in indecision and then he turned away. Never turn your back on anyone, she mused darkly. " Which syndicate?" she repeated, this time more of a commanded then a request. He glowered at her. "Insolent little..." he started quietly, then quickly went back to the subject, "The Red Dragon Syndicate." he replied with a demonic smirk.
Faye felt as if a dagger was twisting within her heart. Painful scars from the past were suddenly ripped open and burned like fire. Within her something was trying desperately to get out, to stop her from accepting this mission. Her thoughts plunged back into the night that Spike died, the night that she had been weak for the last time. Spike's eyes, his beatiful mismatched eyes blurred her vision, silently pleading for something she could not understand. She desperately tried to break free of his invisible hold over her. 'Look into my eyes Faye.' she heared Spike whisper. No! Leave me alone Spike! I haven't thought about you since that night 2 years ago! Let me go Spike! Your not real! You left me! I hate you! I want to be free, I want to die! Your dead Spike! Your dead!
Suddenly, Faye found herself back in the Black Wolf Syndicate office. Lanc was gazing at her in disbelief. Faye glared at him. " What do you want?!?" she damanded hotly, her sudden flood of emotions just to much for her. He continued to stare openly at her, then seeming to realize what he was doing, closed his mouth and looked away. " What?!?" Faye barked, trying to regain her aloof composure. Lanc reluctantly glanced back at her. " You were yelling, 'your dead Spike', over and over again." His voice became sharp and urgent, " Who is Spike?!?" he requested. Faye was back into her distant mode, and finally able to reason. She sat in a thoughtful silence for a second, then with a shrug, answer, " I don't know, you said that he was dead, so I guess he is." And with that she got up to leave. " Wait," he called," You are going to take the mission are you not?" He paused and then continued, narrowing his beady eyes, " Because if you don't then you will have to be taken care of." Faye stopped aburptly. I don't want this mission, but I can't be wreak. She debated with herself until one final thought ended it for her. I want to die. Faye gave a cold smile and replied, " I accept the mission, sir." Then, her heels clicking softly against the hard wood floor, Faye exited the room.
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The flickering light of the cigerette danced lightly in the shadows. Faye exhaled the whispy smoke slowly, savoring what would probably be her last. She laughed icily at herself. No one ever came back alive from a mission like this. Atleast I will get to take the Red Dragon with me.She mused.
There she was, standing deep in the shadows at nine at night, loaded with all kinds of semi-auto weapons, awaiting the moment to make her grand entrance. She stood silently, like a leopard stalking its prey, smoking casually in an alley next to the Red Dragon head quarters. Faye was dressed entirely in black, slipping in and out of the shadows as she watched her victums calmly walk in and out of the doomed building. A large man came out and with a laugh, flicked the butt of his cigerette onto the pavement. Time to move.
Faye lunged from her hiding place, taking out all 4 Red Dragons guards standed by door. A member waiting outside a sleek black car desperately drew his gun, and a bullet tore through his chest. Faye quickly flung a grinade through the buildings doors and flew to the ground covering her head.
The explosion ripped through the air, blaring over the cries and screams of surprise from inside. Faye raced in, relaxed and composed, her gun blazing with multiple shots. Men came shooting around the corner, only to find no one there. A grinade landed at their feet. Faye heard the blast of it going off and felt the blood and rubble splatter against her back as she jogged down the main corridor. A man dressed in black came flying out of the door at the end of the hall, the leader's door, and sprayed bullets in her direction. Faye grunted as a bullet tore right through her shoulder and out into the wall behind her. In a split second, Faye aimed the gun expertly at the man and shot a single bullet right into the middle of the man's forehead, leaving a hole in the wall behind him. This is how Spike would do it. She realized in spite of herself, and then in pure anger, charged the door of the Leader of the Red Dragons. Steeling herself for the impact, Faye flung her body at full speed into the door.
Crashing through the doors, Faye stumbled onto her feet in one fluent movement. Something was not right. There was complete silence. Where is he... The cold, dooming feeling of metal pressed against the back of her head. I guess its over, I can finally just die. She mused half-heartedly. The gun remained pressed firmly against her head and she waiting, detatched, for the pain to come and then the release. But the Red Dragon leader seemed to be waiting impatiently for an explaination. He's pretty good, I never even saw it coming. Faye decided distantly. There was silence as the man waited for her to speak. Sighing without emotion, Faye wondered quietly why this leader, who she had not yet seen or heard from, was waiting. Then, losing patience, she stated nonchalantly, "Kill me."
A thick silence fell between the two, and the pressure from the gun suddenly decrease. A sharp intake of breath was heard from behind her, and Faye wondered without expression why he hadn't killed her yet. She was about to draw her gun again, when a soft and surprised voice questioned, "...Faye?" No one knew her real name. She was only Shadow now. The only ones who know who she was were... She suddenly recognized the voice. Turning sharply, Faye gasped, and the gun dropped forgotten to the ground.
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Hey! I hoped you liked this chapter! I didn't get a lot of reviews last time, but I thought I would give you a little more of the story then just the prologue. Should I continue? Please let me know! Arigato!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop, no matter how much I wish I did! :( But its still a really cool show!!!
Italics= thoughts
" "= speaking
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The moonlight glinted dangerously off the silver pistol, the shot still ringing in the air. A man, gasping and afraid, made a futile attempt to stop the flow of sticky blood ozzing from the stinging bullet wound in his knee. " Please...please! I know that I shouldn't have done it, but please don't kill me! I will give you anything you want, just don't kill me!" the man pleaded in a breathless voice. Faye stared at him with cold, empty eyes, never lowering the gun. How pathetic, she thought, disgusted. "I have orders, you should have thought of this before you betrayed the Black Wolf syndicate." Faye stated, her voice devoid of emotion. Raising the hand gun to his beaten head, Faye bore directly into the man's fearfilled eyes. She pulled the trigger.
Wiping the splattered blood from her black, leather trench coat, she casually strolled out of the dead man's apartment. The police quickly pulled up behind her, drawing their guns and aiming expertly at her back. " Put your hands up and slowly turn around, Shadow!" they yelled angrily. Faye slowed her pace to a halt, but her hands remained loosely by her sides. The police men glanced uneasily at eachother, the hairs on the back of their necks bristling. Their initial anger and confidence quickly faded away, replaced by a growing feeling of danger. His voice trembling slightly, the younger police man called out, " We know it's you, Shadow, so just come quietly or we'll have to take you down! This is your only warning!" A cold smirk tugged at her lush red lips. Why do they even try? she questioned, shaking her head in a fleeting annoyance. Time to go she added nonchalantly. Resuming her normal stride, Faye calmly pulled out a small device and pushed the tiny red button.
An explosion wracked the air, the ground rocking and cracking. The police men were flung mercilessly into their car window, as the building of the deceased man was blown to bits, blood running uncontrolled to the broken pavement. Faye continued down the sidewalk,relaxed as though nothing had happened.
Flipping out a thin, dark cell phone, Faye distantly clicked the dial button. Someone picked up after one ring. "Shadow." A man's husky voice stated darkly. "Its done." Faye responded emotionlessly. " Report back to head quarters." The voice commanded, then the sharp click of the phone hanging up sounded through Faye's phone. Faye flicked her phone back into her coat pocket, turned into an abandoned alley, and hopped into the Redtail, setting the coordinates into her control screen.
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The darkly painted deep blue and midnight black doors opened slowly as Faye quickly strode in. A tall, lean man with icy blue eyes sat comfortably in his satin chair, watching the advancing Faye with a demonic interest. Leaning forward with a small smile, the man motioned to a black leather chair infront of his chestnut desk. Faye distractedly took a seat, never taking her eyes off the steely man before her. After a slight hestitation the man spoke, " I saw your work on t.v., Shadow... you're making quite a name for yourself." Faye tensed unconsciously. He is either planing to kill me or I have a difficult job coming my way. The man seemed to notice her reflective state and smiled, a eerie, cool smile. " I have been watching you lately, Shadow. And why do you have that name again?" He paused, but Faye made no move to answer. Grinning, he continued, "Oh yes, that's right. The papers made up this whole big myth about a young women, who kills relentlessly and then disappears like a shadow in the sunlight. Too bad, you weren't a myth, huh?" Faye's eyes narrowed. " Why did you want me here, sir?" she demanded irratatedly. The man smiled once more. " Call me Lanc. And I brought you here to discuss... your promotion." Lanc answered smugly.
Faye studied the man in front of her with a suspicious gaze. I am an A class assasin. I can't be promoted so what is he getting at? Faye wondered. Then she caught Lanc's gaze, and she didn't like it. "I can't be promoted. You have the wrong girl." she droned nonchalantly. " That's where your wrong, my dear." he started with a sly smile, " I'm going to cut to the chase. I need a personal assassin. I choose you." Faye jerked her gaze to meet his. Her eyes flashed with indistinct emotions for a split second and then became once again dull. "Why me?" she inquired distantly. He shifted casually and then locked his hands under his chin. " Your the best. Besides, maybe I like you." He mused quietly. Faye looked him straight in the eye. "No." Lanc's smile vanished and his face hardened. Glaring at her angrily, he roared, " I AM YOUR BOSS, THE LEADER OF THE BLACK WOLF SYNDICATE, AND YOU WILL DO AS I SAY." Faye didn't even flinch. " Yes sir." she slighted amusedly. His eyebrows twitched in agitation, but he seemed to regain control.
After an awkard moment of silence, Lanc slowly twitched his mouth into an innocent smile, placing his hands gently near Faye's. Faye flinched away in a sickened gesture. Sighing, frustaurated and displeased, he lay a large menela envelope onto his desk. Faye evaluated to file and nodded, knowing without even reading it that this was a big mark. " Your target is another syndicate leader." Faye slid the envelope back across to him, a direct and measured movement. "Which syndicate?" she questioned sharply. Lanc's soft eyes closed in indecision and then he turned away. Never turn your back on anyone, she mused darkly. " Which syndicate?" she repeated, this time more of a commanded then a request. He glowered at her. "Insolent little..." he started quietly, then quickly went back to the subject, "The Red Dragon Syndicate." he replied with a demonic smirk.
Faye felt as if a dagger was twisting within her heart. Painful scars from the past were suddenly ripped open and burned like fire. Within her something was trying desperately to get out, to stop her from accepting this mission. Her thoughts plunged back into the night that Spike died, the night that she had been weak for the last time. Spike's eyes, his beatiful mismatched eyes blurred her vision, silently pleading for something she could not understand. She desperately tried to break free of his invisible hold over her. 'Look into my eyes Faye.' she heared Spike whisper. No! Leave me alone Spike! I haven't thought about you since that night 2 years ago! Let me go Spike! Your not real! You left me! I hate you! I want to be free, I want to die! Your dead Spike! Your dead!
Suddenly, Faye found herself back in the Black Wolf Syndicate office. Lanc was gazing at her in disbelief. Faye glared at him. " What do you want?!?" she damanded hotly, her sudden flood of emotions just to much for her. He continued to stare openly at her, then seeming to realize what he was doing, closed his mouth and looked away. " What?!?" Faye barked, trying to regain her aloof composure. Lanc reluctantly glanced back at her. " You were yelling, 'your dead Spike', over and over again." His voice became sharp and urgent, " Who is Spike?!?" he requested. Faye was back into her distant mode, and finally able to reason. She sat in a thoughtful silence for a second, then with a shrug, answer, " I don't know, you said that he was dead, so I guess he is." And with that she got up to leave. " Wait," he called," You are going to take the mission are you not?" He paused and then continued, narrowing his beady eyes, " Because if you don't then you will have to be taken care of." Faye stopped aburptly. I don't want this mission, but I can't be wreak. She debated with herself until one final thought ended it for her. I want to die. Faye gave a cold smile and replied, " I accept the mission, sir." Then, her heels clicking softly against the hard wood floor, Faye exited the room.
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The flickering light of the cigerette danced lightly in the shadows. Faye exhaled the whispy smoke slowly, savoring what would probably be her last. She laughed icily at herself. No one ever came back alive from a mission like this. Atleast I will get to take the Red Dragon with me.She mused.
There she was, standing deep in the shadows at nine at night, loaded with all kinds of semi-auto weapons, awaiting the moment to make her grand entrance. She stood silently, like a leopard stalking its prey, smoking casually in an alley next to the Red Dragon head quarters. Faye was dressed entirely in black, slipping in and out of the shadows as she watched her victums calmly walk in and out of the doomed building. A large man came out and with a laugh, flicked the butt of his cigerette onto the pavement. Time to move.
Faye lunged from her hiding place, taking out all 4 Red Dragons guards standed by door. A member waiting outside a sleek black car desperately drew his gun, and a bullet tore through his chest. Faye quickly flung a grinade through the buildings doors and flew to the ground covering her head.
The explosion ripped through the air, blaring over the cries and screams of surprise from inside. Faye raced in, relaxed and composed, her gun blazing with multiple shots. Men came shooting around the corner, only to find no one there. A grinade landed at their feet. Faye heard the blast of it going off and felt the blood and rubble splatter against her back as she jogged down the main corridor. A man dressed in black came flying out of the door at the end of the hall, the leader's door, and sprayed bullets in her direction. Faye grunted as a bullet tore right through her shoulder and out into the wall behind her. In a split second, Faye aimed the gun expertly at the man and shot a single bullet right into the middle of the man's forehead, leaving a hole in the wall behind him. This is how Spike would do it. She realized in spite of herself, and then in pure anger, charged the door of the Leader of the Red Dragons. Steeling herself for the impact, Faye flung her body at full speed into the door.
Crashing through the doors, Faye stumbled onto her feet in one fluent movement. Something was not right. There was complete silence. Where is he... The cold, dooming feeling of metal pressed against the back of her head. I guess its over, I can finally just die. She mused half-heartedly. The gun remained pressed firmly against her head and she waiting, detatched, for the pain to come and then the release. But the Red Dragon leader seemed to be waiting impatiently for an explaination. He's pretty good, I never even saw it coming. Faye decided distantly. There was silence as the man waited for her to speak. Sighing without emotion, Faye wondered quietly why this leader, who she had not yet seen or heard from, was waiting. Then, losing patience, she stated nonchalantly, "Kill me."
A thick silence fell between the two, and the pressure from the gun suddenly decrease. A sharp intake of breath was heard from behind her, and Faye wondered without expression why he hadn't killed her yet. She was about to draw her gun again, when a soft and surprised voice questioned, "...Faye?" No one knew her real name. She was only Shadow now. The only ones who know who she was were... She suddenly recognized the voice. Turning sharply, Faye gasped, and the gun dropped forgotten to the ground.
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Hey! I hoped you liked this chapter! I didn't get a lot of reviews last time, but I thought I would give you a little more of the story then just the prologue. Should I continue? Please let me know! Arigato!