Hello people! I'm baaaaack! Hope that you enjoy this chapter! It'll be
longer then the last one! I promise! I'll be introducing one of my
characters in this chapter. Why? Because I can!
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop! But I do own the character Fadia Deepnight!
"What is it?" Vicious asked. He already knew that it was going to be "shoot some foreign diplomat" or "now shoot the other presidential candidate."
"It's a little bit of an odd on," the voice said "but I think that you'll like it. How do you feel about killing bounty hunters?" Vicious had been letting his mind drift, only half paying attention, but at the mention of "bounty hunters" he was at full attention. "I think that they're disgusting slime-balls, but that's just my opinion." The voice said "Do you agree?"
"I use different words, but yes, I agree." Vicious said.
"Good," the voice said "then you'll have no troubles with this one. Meet one of my operatives at the diner on the corner of 5th and Maine in about a half and hour for details." The voice hung up the phone and so did Vicious. His chance for revenge might be sooner then he thought! Even though Spike was just one out of 300,000 bounty hunters in the solar system, there was still a chance. Plus, Vicious had always liked it when the odds were stacked against him. He quickly headed for 5th and Maine.
Vicious entered the small diner on 5th and Maine to wait for the operative. But apparently, she beat him there. As Vicious looked around, a girl sitting at a table in the corner flagged him over. He walked over towards the table. "You're early." The girl said.
"Aren't you a little young to be in this line of work?" Vicious asked, sitting down. The girl had some-what layered shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes that were slightly hidden behind glasses. As she tilted her head into the light, Vicious could see that her face was dotted here and there with pimples. As he'd approached the table, Vicious had seen that the girl had slightly longer then average legs, she probably reached up to his nose. She wore a suit that one would expect to see on a man rather then a girl.
"I'm not as young as I look." the girl said, leaning back in her chair.
"Really," Vicious said "I would guess that you were about 15. How old are you really? 21? 20?" The operative smiled, slightly shaking her head.
"You didn't let me finish. I'm actually younger then I look. I'm 13." the girl said. Vicous's eyes widened slightly from surprise.
"He has a teen working for him?" Vicious thought. The girl let out a giggle, seemingly amused by Vicious's shock.
"I get that a lot. But anyway, down to business. How much information do you have so far?" she asked.
"Only that the target is a bounty hunter." Vicious said. The girl lifted her eyebrows and reached down for something by her feet. She came back up with a suitcase in her hands. She opened it and pulled out a yellow file and closed the case. She handed the file to Vicious and put the suitcase back down. Vicious stared at the file. In his mind, he wished one last time that the file would hold the key to getting his revenge on Spike Spiegel.
"So, are you going to marry that file or are you going to open it?" the girl asked with a smile.
"Juvenile humor." Vicious thought, he couldn't stand it! Vicious opened the envelope and a slow smile spread across his lips, his features darkening evilly. Staring back at him was a picture of Spike. He had the same brown afro and the same stupid look on his face as always.
"His name's Spike Spiegel, a bounty hunter as you already know. Former agent of the Red Dragon syndicate." the girl said, leaning forward on the table "He travels around on some ship called "The Bebop" with this lot." She pulled away Spike's picture to reveal another one under it of a balding man with black hair and a beard. "Jet Black, former ISSP agent." the girl said, flipping over the picture to reveal another picture underneath. This one was of an attractive woman with dark blue hair. "Faye Valentine, not much information on her." Vicious looked at the picture, he remembered Faye. "The rest of the information that you need is in the file." the girl said "Any questions?"
"None, miss." Vicious said.
"Fadia," the girl said "my name's Fadia. If you have any questions later, call this number." Fadia handed Vicious a card, picked up her case, and left. "We'll be in touch." she said as she left. Vicious quickly ran through the file, looking over everything. He called over a waitress and ordered breakfast and then continued looking. Even though he had an extensive past with Spike, which he regretted everyday, he wasn't mentioned anywhere in there. He was glad; he didn't want any kind of connection with Spike. Still, he couldn't wait to see him.
"Payback time." he whispered with a smile as he closed the envelope. He quickly ate his breakfast and headed back to his apartment.
Ok, here's the last chapter that I'm going to be putting up in awhile. So yah, until April I think, L8ter Dayz!
Life is but a Dream2000
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop! But I do own the character Fadia Deepnight!
"What is it?" Vicious asked. He already knew that it was going to be "shoot some foreign diplomat" or "now shoot the other presidential candidate."
"It's a little bit of an odd on," the voice said "but I think that you'll like it. How do you feel about killing bounty hunters?" Vicious had been letting his mind drift, only half paying attention, but at the mention of "bounty hunters" he was at full attention. "I think that they're disgusting slime-balls, but that's just my opinion." The voice said "Do you agree?"
"I use different words, but yes, I agree." Vicious said.
"Good," the voice said "then you'll have no troubles with this one. Meet one of my operatives at the diner on the corner of 5th and Maine in about a half and hour for details." The voice hung up the phone and so did Vicious. His chance for revenge might be sooner then he thought! Even though Spike was just one out of 300,000 bounty hunters in the solar system, there was still a chance. Plus, Vicious had always liked it when the odds were stacked against him. He quickly headed for 5th and Maine.
Vicious entered the small diner on 5th and Maine to wait for the operative. But apparently, she beat him there. As Vicious looked around, a girl sitting at a table in the corner flagged him over. He walked over towards the table. "You're early." The girl said.
"Aren't you a little young to be in this line of work?" Vicious asked, sitting down. The girl had some-what layered shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes that were slightly hidden behind glasses. As she tilted her head into the light, Vicious could see that her face was dotted here and there with pimples. As he'd approached the table, Vicious had seen that the girl had slightly longer then average legs, she probably reached up to his nose. She wore a suit that one would expect to see on a man rather then a girl.
"I'm not as young as I look." the girl said, leaning back in her chair.
"Really," Vicious said "I would guess that you were about 15. How old are you really? 21? 20?" The operative smiled, slightly shaking her head.
"You didn't let me finish. I'm actually younger then I look. I'm 13." the girl said. Vicous's eyes widened slightly from surprise.
"He has a teen working for him?" Vicious thought. The girl let out a giggle, seemingly amused by Vicious's shock.
"I get that a lot. But anyway, down to business. How much information do you have so far?" she asked.
"Only that the target is a bounty hunter." Vicious said. The girl lifted her eyebrows and reached down for something by her feet. She came back up with a suitcase in her hands. She opened it and pulled out a yellow file and closed the case. She handed the file to Vicious and put the suitcase back down. Vicious stared at the file. In his mind, he wished one last time that the file would hold the key to getting his revenge on Spike Spiegel.
"So, are you going to marry that file or are you going to open it?" the girl asked with a smile.
"Juvenile humor." Vicious thought, he couldn't stand it! Vicious opened the envelope and a slow smile spread across his lips, his features darkening evilly. Staring back at him was a picture of Spike. He had the same brown afro and the same stupid look on his face as always.
"His name's Spike Spiegel, a bounty hunter as you already know. Former agent of the Red Dragon syndicate." the girl said, leaning forward on the table "He travels around on some ship called "The Bebop" with this lot." She pulled away Spike's picture to reveal another one under it of a balding man with black hair and a beard. "Jet Black, former ISSP agent." the girl said, flipping over the picture to reveal another picture underneath. This one was of an attractive woman with dark blue hair. "Faye Valentine, not much information on her." Vicious looked at the picture, he remembered Faye. "The rest of the information that you need is in the file." the girl said "Any questions?"
"None, miss." Vicious said.
"Fadia," the girl said "my name's Fadia. If you have any questions later, call this number." Fadia handed Vicious a card, picked up her case, and left. "We'll be in touch." she said as she left. Vicious quickly ran through the file, looking over everything. He called over a waitress and ordered breakfast and then continued looking. Even though he had an extensive past with Spike, which he regretted everyday, he wasn't mentioned anywhere in there. He was glad; he didn't want any kind of connection with Spike. Still, he couldn't wait to see him.
"Payback time." he whispered with a smile as he closed the envelope. He quickly ate his breakfast and headed back to his apartment.
Ok, here's the last chapter that I'm going to be putting up in awhile. So yah, until April I think, L8ter Dayz!
Life is but a Dream2000