A/N: Thanks again for again for reviewing my story! I'm really thankful, and I'm telling the truth because I honestly wasn't sure if I would get reviews or not. Especially not good reviews! Thanks a lot to all of you! Oh yeah and by the way thanks Icyfire I'm glad you liked the story so much! ^-^

Disclaimer: I don't own cowboy bebop
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Chapter 3: Bebop goes Hip-Hop

In a small apartment directly in the center of the city sat the notorious hacker Ed. The area in which she lived was not very good. It was not exactly what you would call clean, and it was loud, not to mention all the violence that happened there with rival gangs or rival syndicates. But she did have her reasons for being there! It was the perfect place for a hacker to live because all of the wires to both major companies and independent companies ran right underneath that area. In fact most of them ran underneath that block, not to mention that the gang she belonged to ran pretty deep in that area. But at the moment Ed wasn't concerned about anything like that she was just surfing the net looking for some information on a man that she had heard about that had apparently got in some deep trouble with quite a few syndicates and gangs. He alone caused so much trouble that there could even be a war on the streets and Ed definitely wanted to know about him! "This guy might be able to actually help Edward," she thought to herself "He might actually take the angry attention away Ed is going to get soon when other gang members find out about Edward's bounty," she thought. Even though she was a master hacker and never ever forgot to block any tracers some how somebody managed to trace her one time. That was all the police needed that way they could actually maybe track her down since they've actually been wanting to catch her for a long time. But at this moment in time none of this really phased Ed, she bounced over to the fridge in her big Nike t-shirt and yellow penguin sleeping pants and got out eggs and bacon and began to happily cook them on the stove. But this carefree happiness only was short lived because shortly after she began to cook she a beeping noise came from her computer, the noise that meant information that had been processing had been received. Edward raced toward the computer to see what it had found on the gut she had been looking for and this was the information that her search had come up with....

Name: Jet Black
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Martial status:
Current residence: New York?

The search also gave a list of criminal actions that was too long to fit on the screen and it had given her something else. A picture. There was the man with a scar on his face a small and pointed beard a waxed bald head and something that caught Ed's eye, the fact that one of his arms wasn't his own, but was a metal one. She carefully studied this information carefully and under that mess of red hair a plan slowly formed in her head.

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On a subway heading towards Harlem sat Jet Black. He was smoking even though there were about four signs in the car the that said no smoking he did it anyway. Ignoring all of the dirty looks he was receiving from the several other passengers he sat there just puffing away. Once a man who had clearly had a long day at work and was visibly agitated told Jet to put out that out before he calls the driver and has him kicked of the train. Well Jet wasn't about to take rude comments from any suit wearing jackass that thought he had a say in the way things were ran so he calmly stood up and walked over to the guy picked him up he picked him up by the neck with his regular arm and with his metal he punched the guy directly in the nose. Gasp and sheiks came from the on lookers in car. The man slid to the ground, blood all over his face and his hands clutching his nose trying to stop the bleeding. He was horrified at this unnecessary act of violence and as soon as the train stopped he scurried of the subway as fast as he could. But at the moment Jet was sitting there relaxed but yet troubled by some disturbing thoughts. Sure of course the fact that a lot of people were after him and that all of them wanted him dead lingered in the back of his mind but there was something else, something more. Earlier that day he had a got two phone calls, one from an old friend named Spike Spiegel saying that his past was starting to catch up with him and he might need his help. He also told him to watch out for a man named Vicious because he may show up to see him to pt it lightly. And that wasn't the only thing the second phone call was from a girl that insist on a speaking in the third person. She said that she knew who he was and that she Knew a way that they could help each other out of the trouble that they both some how got into. Both of these things seemed somewhat unnerving to Jet because he knew the trouble and the danger that had to do with all of this information. So in deep thought Jet Black continued to sit there pondering and considering some options he had.

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A/N: Okie Pokie lil smokies there you are the 3rd chapter. I hope You like it and hopefully next time I'll be able to combine all of the stories...But we'll see how it goes so just keep checking in and I'll have more chapters and don't be afraid of giving me suggestions just do it nicely.