Bebop Burnout

By RichieD.

Session 28: Misunderstood Meeting

   (And once again, a author quickie note: One chapter down, God only knows how many to go. So far, so good I'd say. But enough about that, two more of my characters from "Spaced" are introduced. If you read the last session, you should know who am talking about. Although they only just make a cameo appearance in this session, however they'll get better parts later on. Here are their descriptions and once again enjoy the session…er chapter.)

Shorty: The mechanic of the crew and also a bit hyperactive on occasion, like Rich she African-American but her skin color is a bit lighter then his. As for age I say around 15 years. Clothes: Everything she wears is usually always red. In this case red overalls, a light red shirt under that, red tennis shoes with a yellow stripe down the middle, and to top it all off a red cap worn backwards on her head.

E.G.: A 15 year old Caucasian and somewhat amateur scientist that rounds out the foursome, although she not as geeky as she appears. Clothes: A red lab coat with a blouse worn under (although the rest of the crew don't know that, far as they know it's a white shirt) which is tucked in her blue jeans and brownish type shoes.

(Sorry to get your hopes up kungfool89 :p)

   Darkness, that's the only thing that was around him, pure pitch black, inkwell darkness. Surely there was something other than the darkness that had engulfed him suddenly. After a few moments there was something else, PAIN. It shot through his body like a virus and seemed to increase every second. Together the two didn't make a very good mix and finally he had enough of it. With a little willpower he was able to bring light back into his eyes. It started out as a little dot at first but got a little wider as the darkness gave way to color and finally to vision. That took care of the dark problem if only he control the pain that ached his fallen body. Of course no way of that happening any time soon. And while his vision was back, everything was coming in blurs. Also he noticed something else wrong, voices started rattling in his head. Echoing from all four corners of his brain. "Ohh, I must have fallen harder than I thought" he thought to himself. "So, your finally awake.." a voice echoed darkly in his mind. "Huh, wha…did someone find me up here is he…helping me?"  "As I told you once before, am the only one who can kill you and set you free."  "SAY WHAT?!?! I may be hurt but not that ba…"  Suddenly another voice came from out of nowhere, this one more cocky then threating "Same applies to you as well, Vicious. Either way its going to end here." " Who? Vicious? What kind of rescuer is this guy? What going on, ohh my head hurts." A gunshot suddenly sounded out  "He…did…me in? Guess I was far off than I thought. Funny, I thought bullets would be more painful than this. I don't even feel it. Oh well, here comes…the darkness any…way." Was the last thing that ran past his mind before Rich slipped back into unconsciousness.

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(WARNING TO NON-FINISHED BEBOPERS: SPOILERS AHEAD)

" Damn it!" thought Spike as the bullet whizzed past his intended target who ducked the shot. "Should've known I wouldn't hit him from this distance. My vision isn't helping neither; guess I'll have to get my hands dirty after all." Spike broke into a run up the steps where his cold-hearted foe, Vicious, waited in readiness. His hand swiftly going into his coat as he pulled out one of his throwing knives and threw one straight into the oncoming Spike Unfortunely for him the knife hit Spike in his left arm, which had been wounded during the earlier gunfight and hadn't slowed him down one bit. Then again, Vicious wasn't exactly surprised by this any as he whipped out his katana in a deadly swing. Spike saw it coming and blocked with his gun, the two were now straining against their weapons, trying to overpower the other. Seeing his chance Spike tried to aim the pistol toward Vicious's face and let out three shots. The first two flew by him in unsuccession, the third almost hit home but only left a scar on his face and sprayed little bits of blood into the air. Vicious finally broke off from the struggle as did Spike, but as he fell back the sharp end of the katana caught his leg. Spike gritted his teeth as a new set of pain started to seep in but tried to stay focused on Vicious who was again swinging the katana his way.  He blocked by swinging the gun at the tip of the sword so they collided then repeated when Vicious tried the attack again. On the third swing, the impact knocked both weapons out of the adversaries' hands. Gun and katana flew for a second in opposites directions before sliding on the ground toward the two men. Vicious caught the gun under his foot; Spike bent down and grabbed the katana. Throughout all this, neither one took their eyes off the other for a moment the two stared each other down in death glares. They knew what was coming next one of them wasn't going to leave here alive. "Julia is dead" Spike broke the silence as he continued to glare at his foe, Vicious showed no reaction to the news as he returned the glare. "Silent type to the end, huh Vicious? Time to make sure you stay that way."    With that thought, Spike followed it up by saying, "Let's finish it!"  "As you wish." Was all his rival replied as they slid their respective weapons back to each other. Spike grabbed his gun, Vicious snatched up his katana and at the same time both men went for their death blows.  Vicious swung the blade in one wide swing and caught Spike right in the stomach just as he took aim with his gun. Sending a bullet right into Vicious's heart. Everything seems to slow for a second as the two waited to see if their strikes had any effect. Vicious was the first to find out as he realized his heart wasn't beating anymore due to the fact that it had been blown through. He than turned as white as a sheet, his face keeping that surprised look of grimace before he dropped to the floor like a stone. Spike stare at him for a moment before turning his attention toward the evening sky, remembering the last words Julia said before she died "It all just a dream."  As the first licks of twilight started to enter the demolished rooftop, Spike stood there in silence as he reminded himself of that sentence "Yeah, its all a dream."

Time: Unknown

Place: Starship: The Exclamation

" Are you sure ya sure ya wanna more it there? It looks pretty dangerous."

"Trust me, I know what am doing. Once I put this into place. Its gonna change everything."

"I don't know Shorty seems pretty risky"

"Ahem, who the mechanic around here? Who knows every nook and cranny around the place? Who…

" Alright already its your call?"

Shorty slid the last piece into place and waited for the results of what would come from it while her friend, E.G., observed her decision. After a while of looking, E.G. put hands to her head in a thoughtful position as she continued to look on further.

"Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm hey this doesn't look half bad. Maybe we were right about this one." Shorty smiled at her friend finally agreeing with her on something, but the smile turned to a frown as E.G. said "Then again maybe not…Checkmate." Shorty look at the chess game for a minute her face started to grow in anger as she realized her mistake.

"AhhhHHHHHHHH! Who plays this dumb old game anyway? Its so twenty-ish century, I mean we are in OUTER SPACE for crying out loud. Isn't there anything interesting out here in the stars anymore." E.G said nothing as she turned off the computer board, Shorty was always such a sore loser so this routine came as no surprise. "Well that and she can't play chess to save her life."  She thought to herself as Shorty continued to rant on. That was interrupted however when the ships com-link started to ring. Shorty clicked on the nearest COM to her and blurted "Yeah! What do you want, were kinda busy he…" Again she was cut off, this time by the sound of Rolly shouting over the link "SHORTY! E.G.! FINALLY, I'VE REACHED YOUR COM-RANGE. ITS RICH HE IN TROUBLE!"  "Again? What else is new?" Shorty asked sharply "So what happened this time. Gangsters? Aliens?" "Another run in with his psychotic ex-girlfriend? C'mon don't keep us in suspense." E.G added playfully. "IT SERIOUS THIS TIME!" Rolly barked at them, making the girls realized he wasn't joking. The two stare at the COM blankly for a moment before E.G said in a serious tone.  "Okay, okay. Calm down and tell us everything that happened. Clearly but quickly."   

Back at the Red Dragon HQ

Rich felt some sort of warmth bathed over his face. A sensation that seems very familiar to him. It wasn't warm enough to be Hell. So could this be Heaven? No, he could still feel the pains from his fall. So that could only mean one thing. Rich open his eyes and found himself still among the living. Hurting like a truck had been dropped on him, but alive. "Figures" he groaned silently. Then slowly and very painfully Rich pulled himself from the rubble. Taking a look around once he was standing upright, it was morning now and the planet's sun was shining brightly as ever. The light shining over the carnage of night before, the roof was blown clean off and its debris scattered the once clean marble floor and carpet. Rich let out a low whistle "Man, what hit this place? Looks like a warzone in here." then the thought of his falling through the roof came to mind "Too bad I got caught in the middle of it." There wasn't a whole lot to look at seeing as everything was destroyed. But Rich's eyes caught something through the blinding rays of the sun. A green haired, brown and bluish figure coming slowly down the steps in front of him, the person looked in worst condition then Rich was. Scraps and bruises cover him from head to toe. One of his eyes almost swelled shut and his right leg limping. And even though the person was covering it his elbow. Rich could swore that it is was a gash around his stomach. As the figure continued further down the steps, a thought came across Rich's mind "Was he the person who…. rescued me from my fall?"  Before he could say anything the man suddenly stopped in the middle of the stairs, a small grin on his face as raised up his good arm forward, the fingers in the form of a gun. Then the person muttered one word "BANG!" before he gave way on the steps his body no longer moving.

 Rich stood there speechless for a moment, trying to calculate what had just happen. Then he snapped out of his trance and he ran toward the man without any thought of what he was doing. Just as he was about an inch away from reaching him, Rich suddenly heard a familiar sound behind him. Correction: more than a thousand familiar sounds, like the hammer of a gun cocking into place. Rich stopped where his was and as if on instinct raised his hands to his sides. As he did so, he took a small glance behind him. Almost a handful of men dress in there finest attire were pointing their guns at him and by the looks of it, they were ready to fire if Rich had taken another step. "Just great, out of the frying pan and into the hungry loins den" Rich muttered to himself  "This is looking to be a looooong day."

And yet another session comes to a close. Hope you paid attention because your assignment is to review what you've just read (okay not really, am just screwing with ya). But seriously tell what you think of the stories and the "Spaced" characters. And as I mention with the first two stories, any feedback is accepted (although if it a flame, don't be too harsh. This is thefirst series I've ever written). Stay tuned for more Bebop Burnout. P.S: In the sprit of the show, I've decided to end each session the same way the real series does. Enjoy.

~Coming Session~

Shorty: Hey whats the deal with our parts. Me and E.G were only on for about five minutes and this is our first appearance!

E.G: I didn't sign to this fic just to do guest shoots!

Rolly: You two should complain, I was only featured on com-link.

(All glare at Rich)

Rich: Hey don't blame me, I can't help it if the author wanted to focus on me and Spike in this one. I mean after all I did fall through a straight building roof and got some bruises here and there.

Shorty: Well your gonna get some bruises in places where the sun don't shine if you hog up more of the fanfic. Got me?

Rich: (Nervously) Yeah Yeah, I hear ya. Next Episode:

Session 29: Escaping into another dream.

Rich: And hopefully everyone will get enough fiction time.

Jett: (tapping Rich's shoulder) Can I have a word with you…out back.

Rich: Oh, kuso.