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 Nine: Accepted Destiny
But someone was already firing from behind and Vicious whirled around to see most of his Syndicate members falling. "Nice entrance, Miss Valentine," he said.
Faye held out her gun to Vicious's head. The other few remaining Red Dragons were about to fire at Faye, but Vicious told them to stand down.
Faye spoke up, "Spike's in no condition to try and bring you down."
"You're right," Vicious replied. "I hear rumors around the Syndicate as well. Some guards heard my executed talk about how you're destined to kill me. Shall we see, if you're right?"
'He's kidding, right?' Faye thought to herself as she loaded. All of the sudden, bullets were whizzing at her, but she dove just in time. The other Red Dragons members closed in. From one side of the room came, more bullets, but they struck down the remaining goons. Sam peered out from behind a couch on the side, where Spike laid by him with a 'thumbs up'.
"Trying to hind behind your goons, Vicious?" said Faye. "I thought you were a fighter. No wonder, you carry that stupid sword instead of a gun."
Vicious drew out his katana normally, as if he wasn't offended by Faye's remark. "This will be a battle of speed, Miss Valentine. That is how I win my battles. Not with goons. What a pity, I'm not one who would like to harm a woman in such a matter. Perhaps you would consider calling it quits and return Spike to me. You know that I no longer have any intention of killing him."
"Then why are you doing this to him?" Faye asked.
"All of those times I have come face to face with Spike, I see that he has more desire to kill in his eyes. Being a…bounty hunter has made him forget who he is. When I learned that Julia had learned of our takedown, I realized that it was her who gave Spike his motive to kill. It was a shame that she died. However, if I kept Spike alive trapped with the memories of his past inside of him, perhaps he would come back and be a fighter…for me."
"You didn't make him a killer again. You just gave him mental breakdowns," said Faye.
"That's how it all begins…shall we?…" Vicious swooped his sword but Faye dodged it. She pulled the trigger and made a bad miss. When the sword came back in the opposite direction she use the gun as the sword to keep it from striking her in the side. She realized that she was not strong enough to keep it back whatsoever. But she needed a way to dodge it again without getting scratched. 'A battle of speed' she thought. She fired the gun again, this time distracting Vicious and she quickly dove beneath him and rolled away. Faye, who stood up on her knees, fired again, but it only hit the blade of his sword and the bullet nearly bounced back at her.
Sam kept careful watch form his hiding space of all the action. Spike looked up to see Vicious. "It's him," he moaned. "Faye?" he whispered.
Faye checked her ammunition. Only one bullet left why was she not surprised? Sam noticed her situation and tried to fire Vicious from behind only to find out that his gun had one bullet less than Faye's did.
"One bullet. My fate," said Vicious as he approached Faye. Before Faye could stand up, Vicious took one foot and pushed her back down on the floor by the chest. "Doesn't this bring you back memories of our months together?" he said down at her nearly spitting.
"I remember puking," she said jokingly. Her last bullet was being aimed up at him as she was struggling to shoot his forehead. Then, she felt a sudden ounce of pain and she looked back down. The blade of Vicious's katana was cutting slicing the skin across her stomach, slowly and painfully, very painfully. She only had one chance with little time. She screamed in pain and with very little vision she looked at Vicious's now blurry vision and aimed a little lower, at his heart or chest she hoped. She hoped and then fired…
Silence filled the apartment. Blood was everywhere. Pain screamed in silence, but Sam saw it all…
Vicious went down in front of him. His last breaths could say nothing more but "I am satisfied".
Spike walked over weakly and looked down at the now dead Vicious. Faye moaned in pain and in anger that no one was paying attention to her. "FAYE!" cried Sam.
"Faye…" Spike said softly. "I…I don't understand. You killed him…instead of me."
Faye drew a smile. She could tell that Spike's memory was returning. "Glad to see that you're remembering," she said. She screamed in pain again. The bleeding was worsening. Sam was already calling and ambulance and Spike was making a bad attempt to keep the bleeding from continuing.
Faye was blurry again, but she could hear him. "Hang on, Faye," was what Spike said before everything around her went black.