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~~~Remember not the things of the past, the things of long ago consider not...~~~
- ISAIAH, 43:18 -
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Jet Black crashed into the cockpit's door and fell on the side of his body. Jet shook off the dizziness and set his eyes on Spike. He saw Spike staring down on him, watching the blood slowly drip out of Jet's mouth.
"Look, Jet, if you want to stay in one piece, then stand aside and let me in the cockpit. It's as simple as that," Spike said plainly. Wearing a face of stone and wiping the blood off the edge of his mouth, Jet slowly got back on his feet and faced his friend.
(Shit. That son of a bitch kicks harder than a mule. He's far stronger than I thought...) Jet thought to himself.
"Spike, this is madness! What the hell makes you think your plan's gonna work??" Jet asked, rubbing his cheek that Spike struck.
"I know it will work, Jet. It's the right thing to do, believe me."
"THAT'S BULLSHIT, SPIKE SPIEGEL! Since you're too damn stubborn to listen to me, I'm gonna have to BEAT it into ya!" Letting out a roar, Jet Black ran towards Spike and threw a quick right fist into Spike's face. Jet's incredible blow knocked Spike off his feet and had him launched 8 feet away. Jet's heart sunk when Spike lied on his back and didn't attempt to move at all.
"Sorry, old buddy. But it's for your own goo-"
Spike started to chuckle. Jet's heart beat with anxiety when he witnessed how Spike was able to take a blow from Jet; the iron-armed bounty hunter put everything into that strike. Shocked from Spike's full recovery, Jet took a few steps away from the warrior. With a grin, Spike hopped back onto his feet, wiped the blood from his mouth and put up his fists.
"Hmph. I didn't know how much you cared about me, Jet. It's time for me to show how much I care about YOU!"
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Faye Valentine woke up from her slumber in Spike's quarters. When she was about to wrap her arms around her love, she soon realized that Spike wasn't in bed with her anymore. Faye looked around, but she didn't see Spike anywhere.
"Huh? Where did he go? Maybe he got the major case of the munchies from that wild time we had," Faye said, giggling. When she lied down and was about to close her eyes, she heard someone crash into a steel wall down the halls. After that, she then heard a lot of fists bashing into flesh and bone.
"A fight? Why would those two be fighting?!" Faye put her clothes on and left Spike's quarters. Drawn from the sounds of fists flying and flesh getting bashed, Faye ran to where the fight was coming from.
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Jet held Spike in his full-nelson hold. Both faces bloodied, Jet and Spike fought to see whose strength was greater. Jet did his best to keep his fingers locked behind Spike's head and make him submit. Spike, feeling his shoulders stretching from the hold, refused to surrender.
"It ain't gonna happen, Spike! NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!" Jet shouted.
"... sorry, but I gotta disagree with ya!" Spike said. Spike slithered out of Jet's full-nelson hold, dropped on his rear, rolled back and smashed his heels into Jet's chin. Jet got launched into a wall and crashed hard into the steel floor. Seeing that Jet was out cold, Spike knelt down to Jet and checked his pulse on his throat. To Spike's relief, Jet still had a pulse.
"Sorry, old friend. When this is over, I promise I won't be a pain in the ass anymore. Not like before," Spike said. Seeing that Jet is no longer an obstacle to worry about, Spike walked to the cockpit and opened its door.
"Spike?" Faye's voice had Spike freeze in his tracks. Spike reluctantly set his attention to the purple-haired beauty.
"Spike, what's going on here? And what the heck did you do to Jet?! Man, whatever you guys were fighting over must be something major," Faye said. Faye knelt down to Jet and checked if he was all right. Seeing that Jet was fine, Faye then walked to Spike and checked the small bruises on his face.
"Man, you really messed each other up, especially in Jet's case. What was the disagreement about?" Faye asked, wiping some blood off of Spike's mouth with a hankerchief. Spike gently held Faye's hand. What Faye noticed was Spike's expression. It was ususally that of a carefree look, but somehow it looked different. Spike's expression was not that of being carefree, but more of being... complete.
"Faye... there's something I have to do. You have to trust me," Spike said.
"Spike... what do you plan on doing?" Faye asked, having the feeling that his answer won't be to her liking. Spike leaned down and gently kissed Faye in the lips. Faye's eyes flashed in surprise. Despite feeling a bit of blood on his mouth, Faye closed her eyes and kissed him back. After Spike broke away from the kiss, he smiled to Faye and carressed her face.
"Thank you, Faye," Spike said. Faye wore a crooked grin.
"Thank me for what? Giving you the best night of your life?" Faye asked. Spike chuckled and felt his face flush.
"Thank you ... for helping me find the answer..." Spike slowly took his hand away from Faye's lovely face and entered the cockpit. The black- haired bounty hunter shut the cockpit's door behind him and locked it. When Faye walked back to Jet and checked on his wounds, Jet slowly opened his eyes and shook his head from the strike.
"Faye... don't let him get inside the cockpit," Jet said weakly.
"Too late. He's already inside," Faye said. Jet's eyes widened.
"... oh no..."
"Jet, can you fill me in on what's going on? I need to know," Faye said. Jet lowered his eyes, ashamed he failed to stop him.
"Faye, Spike needs the cigarette burner in there. He's going to..."
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Spike sat comfortably in the pilot's seat as he watched the stars shine all of outer space. He learned from a seer that every soul has a guardian star, and when a soul leaves the physical world, so does his/her star. His eyes began to water when he set his eyes on a blank space where a star use to shine so brightly.
"Julia... I'm so sorry for what happened to you. I took too much for granted, and for that too many of my friends suffered, some of them paying the ultimate price. It's time for me to pay for what I've done. For what I've done to Lin, to Shin, to Annie, to you..." With a blank face, Spike reached for the burner under the radio and pulled it out. He gazed into the hot metal that let out an orange glow.
"Faye... You helped me not give up on life. When I lost Julia, I had a very rude awakening to the real world, and I didn't really want to have anything to do with it anymore. But you never gave up on me."
A tear streamed down Spike's eye.
"You're the reason I want to live, Faye. My past tries to consume me every day, but you pulled me away from its grip whenever it tried to swallow me whole. I want to live. I want to be with you! I don't want to lose you, not any of you! But the past keeps me away from getting closer to you all. Since the past refuses to leave me alone..."
Feeling the world was slowing down, he stood up and continued to stare into the hot metal of the cigarette burner. As his left eye stared into the orange metal, his right eye continued to gaze into the stars.
"I'm gonna destroy it. I'll finally be free."
Spike heard a lot of banging from the other side of the cockpit door. Jet and Faye were screaming for Spike, screaming for him to stop what he was about to do.
"DON'T DO IT, SPIKE! THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY!" Jet screamed.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF, SPIKE! I DON'T WANT YOU TO HURT YOURSELF! You've been through enough pain. Please don't do it..." Faye said. Spike heard Faye sobbing while Jet continued to bash the door down with his iron arm. Knowing that the door will hold, Spike aimed the cigarette burner at his left eye. He felt his pulse beating hard against his neck when he pried his left eye open and brought the burner closer to it. He could feel the burner's heat getting stronger when he brought it closer to his left eye.
Suddenly, his left eye turned everything in Spike's sight gray. The music box played its lovely yet chilling music as he watched himself walk down the streets in the heavy rain. He watched himself carrying in his hand a bunch of roses, using the roses to conceal his machine gun and get the jump on the unsuspecting Red Dragons.
As the music continued to play on, he watched all of the Red Dragons in a cathedral get blown away from the soulless warrior. Every rose petal fell to the floor as Spike continued to pull the trigger and end every Red Dragon's life. When he saw a Red Dragon shoot him in the chest, he saw himself pull a grenade ring and wear a mean grin, ready to blow everyone sky-high.
An orange bright light instantly shined in his very eyes. The past slowly melted away from his mind, and the chilling music ceased. Slowly, Spike realized he was back in the present once more.
All that was in the sight of his left eye was the hot cigarette burner, ready to forever end the nightmare.
"You can't hold me back anymore. Jagged Edge had the answer all this time, and Faye and Jet helped me realize it. I won't let you torment me. I WILL MOVE ON WITHOUT YOU!!!"
In a flash, Spike plunged the burner right into his left eye. When he felt the hot metal burning into his eye, Spike grinded his teeth and dropped the burner. Feeling the horrible pain eating into his eye, Spike staggered away from the chair and covered what's left of his left eye.
Seeing the smoke come out of his left eye and through his fingers, Spike shut both eyes and collapsed, overwhelmed by the excruciating pain. Feeling the pain clawing at him mercilessly, Spike screamed.
Spike screamed for forgiveness from Julia, screamed for forgiveness from all he got killed, screamed for Faye's love, screamed for his friends.
Most of all... Spike screamed for change.
~~~ 1 week later~~~
The gray clouds hovered over the most famous (yet corrupt) city on the colony of Mars. Wearing a black trench coat, Spike stood over the grave of Julia. A black eye-patch covered what was left of Spike's left eye, leaving him 4/5 of his vision functional. Feeling his heart beat with sorrow, Spike held out a bunch of roses and presented it to the grave. Faye and Jet stood side-by-side with Spike, showing respect to the deceased Julia. The two clutched onto their gray trench coats when a gust of wind blew by the trio. After a moment of silence, Spike knelt down to the grave and gently placed the roses in front of her tombstone.
"Julia, I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you when we went head-to-head with the Red Dragon Clan. As you can see, I paid for what happened to you," Spike said, pointing to his patched eye.
A bunch of autumn leaves were blown from the wind and flew past the bounty hunter.
"Look, I know I'm not good at making speeches. What I really want to say is that I'm going to do what you always wanted me to do: get away from the nightmare and live a life worth having. To finally live is the only way for me to make up for all pain I've caused. Your death taught me that we have to live our lives to the fullest, and we have only one chance to do it.
"Julia... I'm finally free, just like you are. The nightmare is over, and I'm going to do my best to live the best life possible! That's the only way for me to make you happy. Don't think that I'm gonna forget you. I'll never forget you, Julia. I'll bring roses to your grave every year. You always loved roses, and I'll never stop bringing them to you. Take care, Julia... take care..."
When Spike slowly turned his back on the grave, Faye and Jet got the hint that it was time to go. When they left the cemetary, the Bebop trio walked down the quiet streets of the metropolis. Spike realized how quiet the streets were. All he sensed were the light gusts of wind and the sound of walking boots.
No music box. No world turning gray. No more images of his dark past.
Faye walked closer to Spike and wrapped her left arm around his waist. Feeling warm all over from her soft touch, Spike wrapped his arm around Faye's waist.
"Does it still hurt, Spike?" Faye asked.
"Naw. After feeling the burn for 24 hours, the pain finally went away," Spike said. Feeling relieved that Spike's fine, Faye rested her head on Spike's shoulder.
"I got some good news for you two. I received an e-mail from Edward yesterday. Edward said she and Ein want us to head for Earth, saying that they found some kind of treasure. So we're gonna visit them on Earth next week after we get our bounty," Jet said.
"Oh, brother. What was Edward on this time?" Spike asked.
"No, I think she's serious. Edward kept babbling about some mysterious artifact that she claimed to be magical. Oh, I don't know. Maybe she really was on something," Jet said.
"Great. Just what I need. Two things I can't stand: kids and animals," Spike said. This made Faye raise a brow.
"I thought you also didn't like women with attitude," Faye said.
"Them I don't mind anymore," Spike said, gently holding her closer. Faye smiled and pinched Spike's butt. Spike slightly jumped from her pinch. Remembering something very important, Spike turned his attention to Jet Black.
"Jet."
"Yeah, Spike?"
"It's not wise to keep things from me, you know?"
Jet's eyes widened when he realized what Spike was talking about. Jet quickly searched through his pockets, hoping the card was still with him. When he searched through his pockets, all he could feel was loose change. Jet's eyes turned to Spike. What Jet saw sunk his heart.
In Spike's hand was the card, the invitation.
"After checking with Edward, we have to prepare. You'll back me up, giving me 100%. Are you with me?" Spike asked. After seconds of silence, Jet let his eyes look down to the ground.
"Sure. One hundred percent," Jet said slowly. Faye had no idea what they were talking about, but her main concern was Spike's well-being. Her smile faded away when she again gave Spike a look of concern.
"Spike, how are you holding up? You're not having any problem with your eyesight, are you?" Faye asked, concerned that Spike didn't make a full recovery.
When Spike looked up to the skies, he saw the sun crack its way through the heartless clouds. Seeing the light, Spike cracked a smile.
"Faye... I can see things more clearly than ever before...."
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Never seen a blue sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out
And moving closer
There's something about blue
Asked myself what it's all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn't answer
No I couldn't answer
Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real
May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on
Free
Wanna be free
Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren't so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free
Please
Don't wake me from the dream
It's really everything it seemed
I'm so free
No black and white in the blue
Everything is clearer now
Life is just a dream you know
That's never ending
I'm.. ascending..
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///~~~Ride On, Space Cowboy... Ride On...~~~///
The End... for now...
~~~Remember not the things of the past, the things of long ago consider not...~~~
- ISAIAH, 43:18 -
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Jet Black crashed into the cockpit's door and fell on the side of his body. Jet shook off the dizziness and set his eyes on Spike. He saw Spike staring down on him, watching the blood slowly drip out of Jet's mouth.
"Look, Jet, if you want to stay in one piece, then stand aside and let me in the cockpit. It's as simple as that," Spike said plainly. Wearing a face of stone and wiping the blood off the edge of his mouth, Jet slowly got back on his feet and faced his friend.
(Shit. That son of a bitch kicks harder than a mule. He's far stronger than I thought...) Jet thought to himself.
"Spike, this is madness! What the hell makes you think your plan's gonna work??" Jet asked, rubbing his cheek that Spike struck.
"I know it will work, Jet. It's the right thing to do, believe me."
"THAT'S BULLSHIT, SPIKE SPIEGEL! Since you're too damn stubborn to listen to me, I'm gonna have to BEAT it into ya!" Letting out a roar, Jet Black ran towards Spike and threw a quick right fist into Spike's face. Jet's incredible blow knocked Spike off his feet and had him launched 8 feet away. Jet's heart sunk when Spike lied on his back and didn't attempt to move at all.
"Sorry, old buddy. But it's for your own goo-"
Spike started to chuckle. Jet's heart beat with anxiety when he witnessed how Spike was able to take a blow from Jet; the iron-armed bounty hunter put everything into that strike. Shocked from Spike's full recovery, Jet took a few steps away from the warrior. With a grin, Spike hopped back onto his feet, wiped the blood from his mouth and put up his fists.
"Hmph. I didn't know how much you cared about me, Jet. It's time for me to show how much I care about YOU!"
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Faye Valentine woke up from her slumber in Spike's quarters. When she was about to wrap her arms around her love, she soon realized that Spike wasn't in bed with her anymore. Faye looked around, but she didn't see Spike anywhere.
"Huh? Where did he go? Maybe he got the major case of the munchies from that wild time we had," Faye said, giggling. When she lied down and was about to close her eyes, she heard someone crash into a steel wall down the halls. After that, she then heard a lot of fists bashing into flesh and bone.
"A fight? Why would those two be fighting?!" Faye put her clothes on and left Spike's quarters. Drawn from the sounds of fists flying and flesh getting bashed, Faye ran to where the fight was coming from.
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Jet held Spike in his full-nelson hold. Both faces bloodied, Jet and Spike fought to see whose strength was greater. Jet did his best to keep his fingers locked behind Spike's head and make him submit. Spike, feeling his shoulders stretching from the hold, refused to surrender.
"It ain't gonna happen, Spike! NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!" Jet shouted.
"... sorry, but I gotta disagree with ya!" Spike said. Spike slithered out of Jet's full-nelson hold, dropped on his rear, rolled back and smashed his heels into Jet's chin. Jet got launched into a wall and crashed hard into the steel floor. Seeing that Jet was out cold, Spike knelt down to Jet and checked his pulse on his throat. To Spike's relief, Jet still had a pulse.
"Sorry, old friend. When this is over, I promise I won't be a pain in the ass anymore. Not like before," Spike said. Seeing that Jet is no longer an obstacle to worry about, Spike walked to the cockpit and opened its door.
"Spike?" Faye's voice had Spike freeze in his tracks. Spike reluctantly set his attention to the purple-haired beauty.
"Spike, what's going on here? And what the heck did you do to Jet?! Man, whatever you guys were fighting over must be something major," Faye said. Faye knelt down to Jet and checked if he was all right. Seeing that Jet was fine, Faye then walked to Spike and checked the small bruises on his face.
"Man, you really messed each other up, especially in Jet's case. What was the disagreement about?" Faye asked, wiping some blood off of Spike's mouth with a hankerchief. Spike gently held Faye's hand. What Faye noticed was Spike's expression. It was ususally that of a carefree look, but somehow it looked different. Spike's expression was not that of being carefree, but more of being... complete.
"Faye... there's something I have to do. You have to trust me," Spike said.
"Spike... what do you plan on doing?" Faye asked, having the feeling that his answer won't be to her liking. Spike leaned down and gently kissed Faye in the lips. Faye's eyes flashed in surprise. Despite feeling a bit of blood on his mouth, Faye closed her eyes and kissed him back. After Spike broke away from the kiss, he smiled to Faye and carressed her face.
"Thank you, Faye," Spike said. Faye wore a crooked grin.
"Thank me for what? Giving you the best night of your life?" Faye asked. Spike chuckled and felt his face flush.
"Thank you ... for helping me find the answer..." Spike slowly took his hand away from Faye's lovely face and entered the cockpit. The black- haired bounty hunter shut the cockpit's door behind him and locked it. When Faye walked back to Jet and checked on his wounds, Jet slowly opened his eyes and shook his head from the strike.
"Faye... don't let him get inside the cockpit," Jet said weakly.
"Too late. He's already inside," Faye said. Jet's eyes widened.
"... oh no..."
"Jet, can you fill me in on what's going on? I need to know," Faye said. Jet lowered his eyes, ashamed he failed to stop him.
"Faye, Spike needs the cigarette burner in there. He's going to..."
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Spike sat comfortably in the pilot's seat as he watched the stars shine all of outer space. He learned from a seer that every soul has a guardian star, and when a soul leaves the physical world, so does his/her star. His eyes began to water when he set his eyes on a blank space where a star use to shine so brightly.
"Julia... I'm so sorry for what happened to you. I took too much for granted, and for that too many of my friends suffered, some of them paying the ultimate price. It's time for me to pay for what I've done. For what I've done to Lin, to Shin, to Annie, to you..." With a blank face, Spike reached for the burner under the radio and pulled it out. He gazed into the hot metal that let out an orange glow.
"Faye... You helped me not give up on life. When I lost Julia, I had a very rude awakening to the real world, and I didn't really want to have anything to do with it anymore. But you never gave up on me."
A tear streamed down Spike's eye.
"You're the reason I want to live, Faye. My past tries to consume me every day, but you pulled me away from its grip whenever it tried to swallow me whole. I want to live. I want to be with you! I don't want to lose you, not any of you! But the past keeps me away from getting closer to you all. Since the past refuses to leave me alone..."
Feeling the world was slowing down, he stood up and continued to stare into the hot metal of the cigarette burner. As his left eye stared into the orange metal, his right eye continued to gaze into the stars.
"I'm gonna destroy it. I'll finally be free."
Spike heard a lot of banging from the other side of the cockpit door. Jet and Faye were screaming for Spike, screaming for him to stop what he was about to do.
"DON'T DO IT, SPIKE! THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY!" Jet screamed.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF, SPIKE! I DON'T WANT YOU TO HURT YOURSELF! You've been through enough pain. Please don't do it..." Faye said. Spike heard Faye sobbing while Jet continued to bash the door down with his iron arm. Knowing that the door will hold, Spike aimed the cigarette burner at his left eye. He felt his pulse beating hard against his neck when he pried his left eye open and brought the burner closer to it. He could feel the burner's heat getting stronger when he brought it closer to his left eye.
Suddenly, his left eye turned everything in Spike's sight gray. The music box played its lovely yet chilling music as he watched himself walk down the streets in the heavy rain. He watched himself carrying in his hand a bunch of roses, using the roses to conceal his machine gun and get the jump on the unsuspecting Red Dragons.
As the music continued to play on, he watched all of the Red Dragons in a cathedral get blown away from the soulless warrior. Every rose petal fell to the floor as Spike continued to pull the trigger and end every Red Dragon's life. When he saw a Red Dragon shoot him in the chest, he saw himself pull a grenade ring and wear a mean grin, ready to blow everyone sky-high.
An orange bright light instantly shined in his very eyes. The past slowly melted away from his mind, and the chilling music ceased. Slowly, Spike realized he was back in the present once more.
All that was in the sight of his left eye was the hot cigarette burner, ready to forever end the nightmare.
"You can't hold me back anymore. Jagged Edge had the answer all this time, and Faye and Jet helped me realize it. I won't let you torment me. I WILL MOVE ON WITHOUT YOU!!!"
In a flash, Spike plunged the burner right into his left eye. When he felt the hot metal burning into his eye, Spike grinded his teeth and dropped the burner. Feeling the horrible pain eating into his eye, Spike staggered away from the chair and covered what's left of his left eye.
Seeing the smoke come out of his left eye and through his fingers, Spike shut both eyes and collapsed, overwhelmed by the excruciating pain. Feeling the pain clawing at him mercilessly, Spike screamed.
Spike screamed for forgiveness from Julia, screamed for forgiveness from all he got killed, screamed for Faye's love, screamed for his friends.
Most of all... Spike screamed for change.
~~~ 1 week later~~~
The gray clouds hovered over the most famous (yet corrupt) city on the colony of Mars. Wearing a black trench coat, Spike stood over the grave of Julia. A black eye-patch covered what was left of Spike's left eye, leaving him 4/5 of his vision functional. Feeling his heart beat with sorrow, Spike held out a bunch of roses and presented it to the grave. Faye and Jet stood side-by-side with Spike, showing respect to the deceased Julia. The two clutched onto their gray trench coats when a gust of wind blew by the trio. After a moment of silence, Spike knelt down to the grave and gently placed the roses in front of her tombstone.
"Julia, I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you when we went head-to-head with the Red Dragon Clan. As you can see, I paid for what happened to you," Spike said, pointing to his patched eye.
A bunch of autumn leaves were blown from the wind and flew past the bounty hunter.
"Look, I know I'm not good at making speeches. What I really want to say is that I'm going to do what you always wanted me to do: get away from the nightmare and live a life worth having. To finally live is the only way for me to make up for all pain I've caused. Your death taught me that we have to live our lives to the fullest, and we have only one chance to do it.
"Julia... I'm finally free, just like you are. The nightmare is over, and I'm going to do my best to live the best life possible! That's the only way for me to make you happy. Don't think that I'm gonna forget you. I'll never forget you, Julia. I'll bring roses to your grave every year. You always loved roses, and I'll never stop bringing them to you. Take care, Julia... take care..."
When Spike slowly turned his back on the grave, Faye and Jet got the hint that it was time to go. When they left the cemetary, the Bebop trio walked down the quiet streets of the metropolis. Spike realized how quiet the streets were. All he sensed were the light gusts of wind and the sound of walking boots.
No music box. No world turning gray. No more images of his dark past.
Faye walked closer to Spike and wrapped her left arm around his waist. Feeling warm all over from her soft touch, Spike wrapped his arm around Faye's waist.
"Does it still hurt, Spike?" Faye asked.
"Naw. After feeling the burn for 24 hours, the pain finally went away," Spike said. Feeling relieved that Spike's fine, Faye rested her head on Spike's shoulder.
"I got some good news for you two. I received an e-mail from Edward yesterday. Edward said she and Ein want us to head for Earth, saying that they found some kind of treasure. So we're gonna visit them on Earth next week after we get our bounty," Jet said.
"Oh, brother. What was Edward on this time?" Spike asked.
"No, I think she's serious. Edward kept babbling about some mysterious artifact that she claimed to be magical. Oh, I don't know. Maybe she really was on something," Jet said.
"Great. Just what I need. Two things I can't stand: kids and animals," Spike said. This made Faye raise a brow.
"I thought you also didn't like women with attitude," Faye said.
"Them I don't mind anymore," Spike said, gently holding her closer. Faye smiled and pinched Spike's butt. Spike slightly jumped from her pinch. Remembering something very important, Spike turned his attention to Jet Black.
"Jet."
"Yeah, Spike?"
"It's not wise to keep things from me, you know?"
Jet's eyes widened when he realized what Spike was talking about. Jet quickly searched through his pockets, hoping the card was still with him. When he searched through his pockets, all he could feel was loose change. Jet's eyes turned to Spike. What Jet saw sunk his heart.
In Spike's hand was the card, the invitation.
"After checking with Edward, we have to prepare. You'll back me up, giving me 100%. Are you with me?" Spike asked. After seconds of silence, Jet let his eyes look down to the ground.
"Sure. One hundred percent," Jet said slowly. Faye had no idea what they were talking about, but her main concern was Spike's well-being. Her smile faded away when she again gave Spike a look of concern.
"Spike, how are you holding up? You're not having any problem with your eyesight, are you?" Faye asked, concerned that Spike didn't make a full recovery.
When Spike looked up to the skies, he saw the sun crack its way through the heartless clouds. Seeing the light, Spike cracked a smile.
"Faye... I can see things more clearly than ever before...."
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Never seen a blue sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out
And moving closer
There's something about blue
Asked myself what it's all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn't answer
No I couldn't answer
Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real
May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on
Free
Wanna be free
Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren't so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free
Please
Don't wake me from the dream
It's really everything it seemed
I'm so free
No black and white in the blue
Everything is clearer now
Life is just a dream you know
That's never ending
I'm.. ascending..
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///~~~Ride On, Space Cowboy... Ride On...~~~///
The End... for now...
