Hey fanfiction lovers! I'm baaaaaack! And now I present the next chapter in
the beloved drama story that my friend Deathdragon hates me for writing!
Yes, I know, screw him! Anyhow, this chapter should be longer then the
other ones so far in the story! Hope that you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop!
When Vicious got back to his apartment, he pulled out a laptop from under his bed. Fairly quickly, he was able to hack into the phase gate system. He searched "The Bebop" and within a few minutes, he found what he was looking for. His face lit up when he saw that it was here, in this very city. What luck for him! He had no mean of space travel anymore except if he took some kind of commercial space craft. Plus, he didn't feel like wasting all of his woolongs on a ticket just to have the Bebop leave before he could get there. He quickly got the address of the docking bay where the Bebop was and closed the laptop. For the first time in months, he went over and grabbed his Katana. He put it on and grabbed his jacket. Putting that on, he glanced at himself in the mirror. For the first time in nearly a year, he looked exactly like he used to when he was with the Red Dragons. Picking up his suitcase, he looked back in the mirror. "Hello Vicious." He said with a smirk, not believing that he was actually talking to his own reflection, "I haven't seen you in awhile. Welcome back!" With one final glance at himself, he headed off to the docking bay.
Vicious found the Bebop in about half an hour. It was an old Ganymede fishing ship that seemed to have fallen into some disrepair. Vicious looked around with a smirk on his face, this was exactly the kind of place that he expected to find Spike.
"What the hell do you want?" a gruff voice called from the ship. Vicious looked up to the top of the ship to see a balding man with black hair peering out at him.
"Jet Black?" he called and the man came out of the ship. Vicious noticed a visible limp in his left leg.
Jet stood about five feet away from Vicious, "What do you want?" he called again, "If you want me to catch a bounty, forget it, I'm out of the business."
"I'm looking for a bounty hunter." Vicious answered, "An old..acquaintance of mine."
"Acquaintance huh? If you mean Spike, he's gone. Went off and got himself killed, the lunk head."
"That does seem like him." Vicious said.
"Whatever." Jet said, "I'd love to reminisce about him, but I've got work to do." Vicious wasn't going to give up that easily though.
"I actually happen to know that Spike is alive. If you don't know where he is, do you know anyone who might?" Vicious said calmly.
"Faye Valentine most likely." Jet said, "I suppose that she's around here somewhere, but I would check at Black Lion."
"Black Lion?" Vicious asked.
"You don't get out much, do you? Black Lion, the club on Jackson." Jet said, giving Vicious a weird look.
Vicious had actually never heard of Black Lion, and it bugged him he wasn't up to speed on things.
"Your information is helpful, good-bye." Vicious said, and with that he left.
Jet turned and went back into the Bebop. Once inside, he picked up his cell phone.
"Yeah, he was just here. He doesn't suspect a thing. I sent him over to Faye. Ok, bye."
~The Plot Thickens! ~ See! It's longer! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Until my next chapter! Bu-bye!!! ~_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop!
When Vicious got back to his apartment, he pulled out a laptop from under his bed. Fairly quickly, he was able to hack into the phase gate system. He searched "The Bebop" and within a few minutes, he found what he was looking for. His face lit up when he saw that it was here, in this very city. What luck for him! He had no mean of space travel anymore except if he took some kind of commercial space craft. Plus, he didn't feel like wasting all of his woolongs on a ticket just to have the Bebop leave before he could get there. He quickly got the address of the docking bay where the Bebop was and closed the laptop. For the first time in months, he went over and grabbed his Katana. He put it on and grabbed his jacket. Putting that on, he glanced at himself in the mirror. For the first time in nearly a year, he looked exactly like he used to when he was with the Red Dragons. Picking up his suitcase, he looked back in the mirror. "Hello Vicious." He said with a smirk, not believing that he was actually talking to his own reflection, "I haven't seen you in awhile. Welcome back!" With one final glance at himself, he headed off to the docking bay.
Vicious found the Bebop in about half an hour. It was an old Ganymede fishing ship that seemed to have fallen into some disrepair. Vicious looked around with a smirk on his face, this was exactly the kind of place that he expected to find Spike.
"What the hell do you want?" a gruff voice called from the ship. Vicious looked up to the top of the ship to see a balding man with black hair peering out at him.
"Jet Black?" he called and the man came out of the ship. Vicious noticed a visible limp in his left leg.
Jet stood about five feet away from Vicious, "What do you want?" he called again, "If you want me to catch a bounty, forget it, I'm out of the business."
"I'm looking for a bounty hunter." Vicious answered, "An old..acquaintance of mine."
"Acquaintance huh? If you mean Spike, he's gone. Went off and got himself killed, the lunk head."
"That does seem like him." Vicious said.
"Whatever." Jet said, "I'd love to reminisce about him, but I've got work to do." Vicious wasn't going to give up that easily though.
"I actually happen to know that Spike is alive. If you don't know where he is, do you know anyone who might?" Vicious said calmly.
"Faye Valentine most likely." Jet said, "I suppose that she's around here somewhere, but I would check at Black Lion."
"Black Lion?" Vicious asked.
"You don't get out much, do you? Black Lion, the club on Jackson." Jet said, giving Vicious a weird look.
Vicious had actually never heard of Black Lion, and it bugged him he wasn't up to speed on things.
"Your information is helpful, good-bye." Vicious said, and with that he left.
Jet turned and went back into the Bebop. Once inside, he picked up his cell phone.
"Yeah, he was just here. He doesn't suspect a thing. I sent him over to Faye. Ok, bye."
~The Plot Thickens! ~ See! It's longer! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Until my next chapter! Bu-bye!!! ~_^