Destiny Lies in the Syndicate (a.k.a. the Prophecy of Faye Valentine)
By Fantasy Cat
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but Sam cuz Sam rocks!!!!!
Chapter Five: The Psychopath Next Door
Faye awoke from her short sleep. The air in the cell was getting colder…a lot colder. Ice was sinking into the corners. Which goes to show that her cell was of poor quality.
As she was trying to sleep throughout the night. She began to consider the option of just ending her life. Sadly enough, had she not ran into Julia that fateful day, Spike might have still been alive. And then, there was the foolish fact that she still had a family in this world. Not anymore. At least she knew that she use to belong to someplace good. Nothing like the person that she became when she was unfrozen.
And then, there was the hope that life could return to normal after her escapade. She would come back from that empty lot she called home hoping to find Spike, Jet, Ed, and Ein happy to see her there. This was far from the truth. Jet was pissed at her for constantly running off and coming back, and all she found left was Ein's food dish that was left behind.
'That damn message' she thought to herself. What brought herself to even let Spike know about Julia? Julia was nothing but a threat to the once happy Bebop family, and now she's done the evil deed of tearing it apart from beyond the grave. 'Besides,' she thought. 'No one can love a person that long, a 3-year disappearance. He was obviously a psychopath.' Faye just didn't want to bring herself up to even quote Spike's name cuz she knew that she would excessively cry again.
She got herself together and finally noticed the strange item clinging to her back. Faye reached her hand out to feel what it was. It was fabricy for one thing. She pulled it off her back so she could see it…
It was a trench coat, or what look like the remains of one. It was full of old smelly bloodstains and so many bullet holes that it began to literally tear the fabric at Faye's fingertips. She tried to put it back on her back but it was no use as the cloth tore again.
Faye was angry and threw the worn out trench coat against the wall. As her anger stood facing the wall she noticed some strange lines in the corner of her eye. She went to the side of the wall fell them. The part of the wall within the lines was loose. A door. She got a grip on it to remove the door, and here before her eyes was a hollow vent!
The hole look big enough for her to crawl in so she took here chances. Her hips got trapped as she tried to get them through and her legs were kicking in the air trying to squeeze in.
When they were finally free she was inside the one of the walls that supported her cell. She was already getting dirty and sick.
Infront of her was another vent door, which led to another cell. Light was shinning brightly through the cracks; she became jealous of the fact that whoever was in here got more light in her cell than she did. She leaned her ear onto the door but heard nothing. She quietly got the door open.
She looked around the bright-colored cell that looked so empty. She then noticed something lying in a corner wrapped in white. It was lying down with its face towards the wall she couldn't see what it was.
She walked over to it in hopes of a better view. Whatever it was it was strapped in a straight jacket. A crazy person. Faye feared the slightest touch would have her killed by this thing in a split second. Then again, maybe it was just Sam.
She put her hand to it to slightly shaken it out of sleep. "Sam?" she whispered.
Before she knew it the person was shockingly awoken from sleep. It was given Faye a heart attack. It seemed to make a silent scream as it was jerk from bed waving its arm and legs crazily around until it got itself together.
And even stranger, it wasn't Sam.
Faye stood aghast her green eyes staring at his brown ones. His hair was puffy and full of messed up tangles with the color in it fading. He obviously hadn't had a good shave in a while. Looking at his eyes again they seemed bloodshot and yet the colors were all wrong…or mismatched?
Faye has breathing hard. "No" was all she kept thinking. She started to back away from him. Her head shaking at what could never be true. The person staring at her was breathing hard too a little confused at first, and then his lips began to move. He was trying to talk as if he never learned how to.
"Fffff….fffffffa…."
Faye was curious as she tried to look over him again...
Then she realized what he really was trying to say.
"Fffaye…?"
Faye came to a realization and began backing away fast. She furiously crawled all the way back to her cell. It had to be the most horrifying experience she had ever encountered. She slammed the vent door back on where she was. She wanted to get the experience erased from her mind. She didn't want to recall and she definitely among all things would she never ever assume what she truly thought she had seen from the farthest regions of her mind. "No" was still entrapped in her brain. Her mind was in a whirl and she was still tiredly panting from the shock and fear of it all.