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first time I saw it. I have a hobby of drawing my own pics and writing
stories. That, under no circumstances, means I own it. If that was the
case, I would own a lot of things.
A/N: Thank you all for reviewing! I actually got more than five reviews before I could finish the second chapter! Thank you! Anyway, I hope this chapter is adequate.
Volka Zyta: Thanks for clicking! ^_^
Eternity's angel of mercy: I am happy with the out come of my character and I was kinds hoping she would have a nice attitude. Me love Vicious!!!
Mintika: Thankies! 'Preciate the review and yes I was looking for some Vicious stories but it is so hard to find a really good one. Through the eyes of a raven is really good!! Read that one.
Kb: Your wish is my command. *Bows and a lot of smoke goes off. Ruwi is gagging in the background*
Demoness Space Pirate: Everyone loves Vicious! And of course he has a heart. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to be alive. *Rolls eyes* Jeeze...
Dude_gUY: Here's More Chapters!
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Natasia laid on her back on the rail of the balcony, much like a tomcat would, her tail twitching slightly when the wind blew. The stars where out as well as a waning crescent moon illuminating the night with a lazy glow. The balcony was attached to her knew room, but Vicious had made it very clear that he didn't want her wandering around the house.
Vicious watched her from the doorway of the room, his arms crossed and an unreadable emotion on his face. She had stubbornly insisted that he wasn't safe and she wouldn't be able to sleep that night even if it meant her life, so she was sitting on the outside lanai watching over the yard like some kind of guard animal.
He had no idea why she had come to the rescue of him and how the hell she had found him. He supposed that she was here since she either had no other place to go or she had come back to warn the only person on this earth that could see her. Either that or she needed to be protected from something. He didn't know and didn't care as much as he should, but he let her stay anyway.
"Hey Vicious. You've been standing there for a while now. Something wrong?" Natasia stayed in her same position on the balustrade, her tail twitching again then settling across her legs.
"Hn." He turned and walked off to his own room. He needed sleep.
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"Hey Spike! There's another bounty here!" Faye sat on the couch lazily, reading one of her magazines and barely noticing the bounty when it flashed on the computer screen. Spike came into the room with his toothbrush in his mouth, slightly foaming. (*falls out of chair laughing.* I have no idea why that's funny...)
He glanced at the screen, noticing the picture that was supposed to be there is very blurred and the shape of a woman could barely be made out. There was a short biography to the side of it.
Bio: Transmitting .
Name: Natasia Bridges
Age: Unknown
Height: approx. 5" 6'
Weight: approx. 135
Hair color: White and Black stripes
Eye Color: honey/ green with slightly elongated pupils
Special Ability's: Nails are very hard and strong and retractable. She has uncanny balance; might be because of her tail. Her ears are slightly pointed and located higher on the head than normal and she has teeth in the front almost like fangs. She is a genius when it comes to science, logic and Bio-genetics. Her DNA is diluted with that of an animal, most likely a feline.
Wanted for: Murder, theft, kidnapping...
Transmission: Terminated.
Spike looked at the screen in awe. It was that little girl... He had always mocked Vicious for being pissed at something he didn't believe was real, until he saw her. He saw her once, when she was in Vicious' apartment and didn't believe it until she screamed a very loud 'damn!' and flickered out of existence. He had thought it was an illusion or something from going temporarily insane or something of the sort. Turns out she was real.
She had caused some trouble for the Syndicate. Hell, she had cased more trouble for the Syndicate than half of it combined. He had heard of her in something like a story. The invisible mutant girl with such skill she could most likely kill the elders easily if she felt like it.
"Hey Ed!" he called to the girl as she typed happily on her computer and then looked up at the mention of her name. "Try and get this picture a little but more clear for us will you?"
Edward nodded and smiled then skipped over to the computer, Spike moving for her and going to finish brushing his teeth. This bounty would prove to be something to catch.
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Natasia lay in her bed, tossing and turning, not able to shut her eyes. Something was bothering her. Well, to be correct, it was more like something's. One, it was the fact that Vicious' life was on the line. She couldn't bare it if something happened to him. That led to number two... She had a bad feeling that she was developing... feelings for him. Not the usual 'I love to bug him so he'll pay attention to me' or the common 'Wow, he's such a great friend'. He was becoming more than that to her. That led to the number three. She would worry about that when the time came.
There was a small sound outside Natasia's window, making her shoot up in her bed and creep over to her window. There was nothing. She shook her head and put her hands over her face and covered her eyes. Her nerves where getting the better of her. She decided she was going to go downstairs and get something to drink. Like some Vodka or something.
She skulked out of her room and peered around, making sure that Vicious wasn't up or out or something like that. She walked out to the large staircase that opened up wider at the bottom, but didn't bother using the stairs she jumped off the veranda and landed on the bottom floor stealthily.
She hadn't necessarily been shown around the house. Vicious had taken her from the front door straight to her room and left her there clearly stating that she was to stay there and no where else. He still acted as though she were three.
Natasia looked around the house, the dark not being a real problem for her. The house wasn't that large, but its Victorian style made a nice size for a family. Almost all of the woodwork was mahogany, intricately carved, and anything fabric was a dark wine color or gold.
'Seems Vicious has moved up in the ranks...' Natasia thought as she inspected a large room with several weapons such as katanas, short swords, a scythe, as well as a few Arabian daggers. 'Vicious always did have a love for blades.' She moved to the next room, finding the front vestibule, then continuing until she finally found the kitchen.
Natasia would admit that for a guy, and a bachelor nonetheless, he could keep his house so clean. It was amazing. She opened the fridge to find that it was stocked with absolutely nothing save for a few bottles of liquor and a small brown paper bag with something in it, but from what Natasia could smell with her super-cat nose, it was old. Really old.
"Disgusting..." She reached past it to a bottle of Vodka and pulled it out. She looked around for a bottle of maybe tomato juice, but found none and decided to drink it straight.
She poured herself a glass and looked down into it. She had tried alcohol not too long ago and it didn't like it at first, but it kind of grew on her. She soon found out why Vicious had had some kind of liquor around the house often. It was good and it took a lot away.
Natasia took her glass and decided to go and look around the house more. Slowly, she made her way to the other side of the house of which she did not get to explore. It had the same dark colors on everything, as well as a large array of weapons here and there.
Going through another room, she realized she was back to the front atrium and back tracked to the room before. There wasn't anything special there, but there was a certain air about it. There was something there that she couldn't see...
She soon spotted something that looked remotely similar to a doorknob stuck on the wall. Where there was a doorknob, there was a door... She tugged on the knob and then pushed, forcing the door to open. Surprisingly, there was no sound that came from the door, just some dust that had fallen from the ceiling.
The room on the other side was dark, but a small, round window toward the top of the ceiling let in a little moonlight. There were a few boxes here and there, nothing much to look at. There was one box, though, that caught her attention. It was open and seemed to be spewing out paper from its top. Pictures fell from it and laid peacefully around it, although some seemed to have gone through some kind of paper shredder.
Natasia glanced about her and advanced toward the box, stooping to scoop up a few pictures. She glanced through her handful, spotting a few people she had recognized. Gren, being one of them, as well as Julia and Vicious. She stuck a picture of only Vicious actually grinning in her pocket. She had a feeling she might not be staying there much longer. Then there was another picture proceeding Vicious' that had caught her attention.
Natasia felt a growl begin low in her throat and a soft hissed fallowed. She slashed the picture down the center with her claws and let the pieces drop to the floor. She detested that person. Spike Speigel...
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Yeah, yeah. Okay, so that was a really short chapter, but can you blame me? (Actually you can, but we wont go there.) My computer time is VERY limited and I cant type as much as I want when I want, but I'll try my hardest. If you have an idea for this story, just go ahead and let me know. As you can see, Natasia isn't exactly fond of Spike...
By the way, I just wanted you all to try and check out my gundam wing story 'girls' if you're a fan at all. It hasn't been getting many reviewers, so I don't think many people are reading it. Just thought I'd let you know. ^_^
A/N: Thank you all for reviewing! I actually got more than five reviews before I could finish the second chapter! Thank you! Anyway, I hope this chapter is adequate.
Volka Zyta: Thanks for clicking! ^_^
Eternity's angel of mercy: I am happy with the out come of my character and I was kinds hoping she would have a nice attitude. Me love Vicious!!!
Mintika: Thankies! 'Preciate the review and yes I was looking for some Vicious stories but it is so hard to find a really good one. Through the eyes of a raven is really good!! Read that one.
Kb: Your wish is my command. *Bows and a lot of smoke goes off. Ruwi is gagging in the background*
Demoness Space Pirate: Everyone loves Vicious! And of course he has a heart. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to be alive. *Rolls eyes* Jeeze...
Dude_gUY: Here's More Chapters!
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Natasia laid on her back on the rail of the balcony, much like a tomcat would, her tail twitching slightly when the wind blew. The stars where out as well as a waning crescent moon illuminating the night with a lazy glow. The balcony was attached to her knew room, but Vicious had made it very clear that he didn't want her wandering around the house.
Vicious watched her from the doorway of the room, his arms crossed and an unreadable emotion on his face. She had stubbornly insisted that he wasn't safe and she wouldn't be able to sleep that night even if it meant her life, so she was sitting on the outside lanai watching over the yard like some kind of guard animal.
He had no idea why she had come to the rescue of him and how the hell she had found him. He supposed that she was here since she either had no other place to go or she had come back to warn the only person on this earth that could see her. Either that or she needed to be protected from something. He didn't know and didn't care as much as he should, but he let her stay anyway.
"Hey Vicious. You've been standing there for a while now. Something wrong?" Natasia stayed in her same position on the balustrade, her tail twitching again then settling across her legs.
"Hn." He turned and walked off to his own room. He needed sleep.
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"Hey Spike! There's another bounty here!" Faye sat on the couch lazily, reading one of her magazines and barely noticing the bounty when it flashed on the computer screen. Spike came into the room with his toothbrush in his mouth, slightly foaming. (*falls out of chair laughing.* I have no idea why that's funny...)
He glanced at the screen, noticing the picture that was supposed to be there is very blurred and the shape of a woman could barely be made out. There was a short biography to the side of it.
Bio: Transmitting .
Name: Natasia Bridges
Age: Unknown
Height: approx. 5" 6'
Weight: approx. 135
Hair color: White and Black stripes
Eye Color: honey/ green with slightly elongated pupils
Special Ability's: Nails are very hard and strong and retractable. She has uncanny balance; might be because of her tail. Her ears are slightly pointed and located higher on the head than normal and she has teeth in the front almost like fangs. She is a genius when it comes to science, logic and Bio-genetics. Her DNA is diluted with that of an animal, most likely a feline.
Wanted for: Murder, theft, kidnapping...
Transmission: Terminated.
Spike looked at the screen in awe. It was that little girl... He had always mocked Vicious for being pissed at something he didn't believe was real, until he saw her. He saw her once, when she was in Vicious' apartment and didn't believe it until she screamed a very loud 'damn!' and flickered out of existence. He had thought it was an illusion or something from going temporarily insane or something of the sort. Turns out she was real.
She had caused some trouble for the Syndicate. Hell, she had cased more trouble for the Syndicate than half of it combined. He had heard of her in something like a story. The invisible mutant girl with such skill she could most likely kill the elders easily if she felt like it.
"Hey Ed!" he called to the girl as she typed happily on her computer and then looked up at the mention of her name. "Try and get this picture a little but more clear for us will you?"
Edward nodded and smiled then skipped over to the computer, Spike moving for her and going to finish brushing his teeth. This bounty would prove to be something to catch.
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Natasia lay in her bed, tossing and turning, not able to shut her eyes. Something was bothering her. Well, to be correct, it was more like something's. One, it was the fact that Vicious' life was on the line. She couldn't bare it if something happened to him. That led to number two... She had a bad feeling that she was developing... feelings for him. Not the usual 'I love to bug him so he'll pay attention to me' or the common 'Wow, he's such a great friend'. He was becoming more than that to her. That led to the number three. She would worry about that when the time came.
There was a small sound outside Natasia's window, making her shoot up in her bed and creep over to her window. There was nothing. She shook her head and put her hands over her face and covered her eyes. Her nerves where getting the better of her. She decided she was going to go downstairs and get something to drink. Like some Vodka or something.
She skulked out of her room and peered around, making sure that Vicious wasn't up or out or something like that. She walked out to the large staircase that opened up wider at the bottom, but didn't bother using the stairs she jumped off the veranda and landed on the bottom floor stealthily.
She hadn't necessarily been shown around the house. Vicious had taken her from the front door straight to her room and left her there clearly stating that she was to stay there and no where else. He still acted as though she were three.
Natasia looked around the house, the dark not being a real problem for her. The house wasn't that large, but its Victorian style made a nice size for a family. Almost all of the woodwork was mahogany, intricately carved, and anything fabric was a dark wine color or gold.
'Seems Vicious has moved up in the ranks...' Natasia thought as she inspected a large room with several weapons such as katanas, short swords, a scythe, as well as a few Arabian daggers. 'Vicious always did have a love for blades.' She moved to the next room, finding the front vestibule, then continuing until she finally found the kitchen.
Natasia would admit that for a guy, and a bachelor nonetheless, he could keep his house so clean. It was amazing. She opened the fridge to find that it was stocked with absolutely nothing save for a few bottles of liquor and a small brown paper bag with something in it, but from what Natasia could smell with her super-cat nose, it was old. Really old.
"Disgusting..." She reached past it to a bottle of Vodka and pulled it out. She looked around for a bottle of maybe tomato juice, but found none and decided to drink it straight.
She poured herself a glass and looked down into it. She had tried alcohol not too long ago and it didn't like it at first, but it kind of grew on her. She soon found out why Vicious had had some kind of liquor around the house often. It was good and it took a lot away.
Natasia took her glass and decided to go and look around the house more. Slowly, she made her way to the other side of the house of which she did not get to explore. It had the same dark colors on everything, as well as a large array of weapons here and there.
Going through another room, she realized she was back to the front atrium and back tracked to the room before. There wasn't anything special there, but there was a certain air about it. There was something there that she couldn't see...
She soon spotted something that looked remotely similar to a doorknob stuck on the wall. Where there was a doorknob, there was a door... She tugged on the knob and then pushed, forcing the door to open. Surprisingly, there was no sound that came from the door, just some dust that had fallen from the ceiling.
The room on the other side was dark, but a small, round window toward the top of the ceiling let in a little moonlight. There were a few boxes here and there, nothing much to look at. There was one box, though, that caught her attention. It was open and seemed to be spewing out paper from its top. Pictures fell from it and laid peacefully around it, although some seemed to have gone through some kind of paper shredder.
Natasia glanced about her and advanced toward the box, stooping to scoop up a few pictures. She glanced through her handful, spotting a few people she had recognized. Gren, being one of them, as well as Julia and Vicious. She stuck a picture of only Vicious actually grinning in her pocket. She had a feeling she might not be staying there much longer. Then there was another picture proceeding Vicious' that had caught her attention.
Natasia felt a growl begin low in her throat and a soft hissed fallowed. She slashed the picture down the center with her claws and let the pieces drop to the floor. She detested that person. Spike Speigel...
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Yeah, yeah. Okay, so that was a really short chapter, but can you blame me? (Actually you can, but we wont go there.) My computer time is VERY limited and I cant type as much as I want when I want, but I'll try my hardest. If you have an idea for this story, just go ahead and let me know. As you can see, Natasia isn't exactly fond of Spike...
By the way, I just wanted you all to try and check out my gundam wing story 'girls' if you're a fan at all. It hasn't been getting many reviewers, so I don't think many people are reading it. Just thought I'd let you know. ^_^