I have totally screwed up the little plot I had when I started. The fic
just stayed in place with one thing happening after another. I guess I can
blame that on myself and wanting to get another chapter out when you don't
have a good idea for the chapter -.-;; Oh, well. Enough, complaining. I
seem to do that a lot, lol. I'm stupid. Anyway I haven't updated in forever
. . . I think I'm going to try and correct all the mistakes and crap in
some of my earlier chapters. Especially the first one! This story will be
coming to an end in a few more chapters if all goes as planned. I might
want to continue O.o Well; here's another chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
Chapter ** (I forgot what chapter this is . . . )
~
"Do you even think they're in-"
"Yes."
"Shouldn't we just let the-"
"No."
"Are you even going to list-"
"No."
"I hate-"
"I hate you, to." Destiny said.
Her brother was asking some dumb questions and she was and centimeter away from knocking him out.
"You trust -them-?" Her brother, Steven, asked.
Them being Dragons.
"For the time being I have nothing against them and they hopefully have nothing against me, so for now, yes, I do trust them." Destiny answered.
Her brother sighed. "You're crazy."
"Why, thank you."
Steven was really getting frustrated. He finally decided to walk away before he started screaming and pulling his hair out. He hadn't had a good day. Well, now it was morning so he hadn't had a good -morning-. He almost ran into Faye as he walked around the corner. He was about to say his apologies until he noticed it wasn't anyone he knew. He gave her a strange look as she walked around him without saying anything.
"Bitch . . . " He mumbled.
Faye quickly hit him in the back. He jerked forward and when he turned around Faye was already talking to Destiny.
"And you are doing what here?" Destiny asked.
"Quit talkin' like that. You're scaring me!"
"Talkin' like what?"
"Well, you could have just said' Hey, what are you doing here?' but you had to say it in a complicated way."
"That wasn't complicated. "
"Whatever."
"Well, what are you doing here?"
"You and the guys are doing something fun. What do you think I'm doing? Just sitting here."
"Looks to me like you're standing." Destiny kidded.
Faye gave her a dirty look.
"You think killing people is fun?" Destiny asked.
"Killing Cole would be." Faye said, Destiny just rolled her eyes.
"Well then go play with the guys. I'm not going -in- the building. They are. I think they were drafted for that."
"Drafted?"
"What ever you call it."
"You sure aren't the smart one."
"You thought I was?"
"No."
Destiny returned her dirty look from earlier.
"I don't wanna go over there with the guys." Faye protested.
Destiny didn't answer. She sat down and looked back over at the building. Some of the people were going in.
"Why didn't they just drop a bomb?" Faye asked.
"And miss out on all of the killing? They're dragons, not kitty-cats or something." Destiny grinned.
"Yeah, I could see Vicious being a 'Kitty-cat' very well." Faye joked.
"Why ain't you out there with 'em?" She questioned.
Destiny shrugged. "I used to do that. I just didn't want to. I don't think I'd like to be in the same building with Spike when he has a gun."
"You wouldn't be d-"
"Yes."
"You bit-"
"I know I am, but what are you."
"That's o-"
"I know it's old."
"Would you-"
"Not until you stop talking."
"Since when were you-"
"A mind reader? I'm not. I just know what you're going to say."
Faye shut up. That was kind of annoying. She now knew why that guy had an annoyed look on his face when he was trying to get away from Destiny.
~
Spike looked over and Vicious and Vicious returned the glare. .
"Tell me again why we're doing some boring crap like this." Vicious mumbled.
"It's better than sitting down and doing nothing. I'm tired of Cole and the people he sent to shoot us. The first time and the last." Spike said harshly.
"Hostile." Vicious grinned.
"Shut up." Spike countered.
They had to wait for the signal and as soon as they saw it they were in the building and on a killing spree.
~
Aren't those all Dragons?" Faye asked.
"Yeah . . . " Destiny wondered what she was getting at.
"Then where are the people you are with?"
"Do you really think there is only one building?"
"So everybody else are all destroying the other buildings?"
"Yeah."
"There aren't a lot, are there?"
"No."
"Okay. So Cole will be in one of them?"
"No, he won't . . . What do you think?!?"
"Yeah . . ."
~
Spike kicked in a door and twisted to the side to avoid the gunfire. He whipped out a Uzi and an old-fashioned pine apple grenade from his trench coat. Vicious gave him a weird look and started backing up.
"Where'd you get that thing?" He asked.
Spike grinned. He quickly threw the grenade outward as he rushed to the right and proceeded down a hallway destroying anyone that dared to get in his way. Vicious took another route seeing that Spike, hopefully, had that under control. Vicious looked at the two .357 Colt Python revolvers in his hands and frowned. The white-haired man looked back at Spike and his frown increased.
"What the fuck is up with that?" He asked himself.
Two men appeared in front of Vicious. He grinned as he took aim and fired with ease. Both of the men dropped and were replaced by four more. Then, five. Then, ten.
"Damn, multiplying aren't ya?" Vicious made an inside joke.
Vicious stepped to the side into another hallway, which had already been partially destroyed. At least there weren't any living people left. Vicious looked down at the men to see if any of them had and weapons worth stealing. A Steyr SSG-70 Rifle was laying neatly next to a man who couldn't be identified.
Spike had already been down here, obviously. Vicious hastily leaned over and retrieved the rifle, some reloads, and some grenades like the one Spike had earlier. He spun around ready to fire the rifle, hoping that it was loaded. The people from the other hallway were just coming around the corner.
~
Spike advanced up stairs, Remington .50 Caliber machinegun in hand. He'd already discarded the Uzi and taken the machine gun from someone who he'd killed. Something wasn't right; there wasn't anyone around. Of all the places he had already been there were at least two men guarding it, or atleast around there.
As he looked down below the steps he could see the destruction that had caused. The destruction that he'd been part of. Bodies, empty shells, weapons, severed limbs, and blood stained the once white carpet. Spike looked back up to see one man standing there.
'Easy kill.' Spike thought.
That is, until, he saw who it was.
~
Kinda like a cliff-hangar, but we all know who is standing there, right?
Ack! I can't make fight scenes and I don't know crap about guns so I just put in some guns I've heard of! Lol, ain't I dumb? Oh, well. This story will be coming to an end in a few more chapters! Atleast that's what I'm planning on. I hope you liked this chapter, even though I don't know how to make a scene like that. Thanks for reading and please review. Sorry it was so short.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
Chapter ** (I forgot what chapter this is . . . )
~
"Do you even think they're in-"
"Yes."
"Shouldn't we just let the-"
"No."
"Are you even going to list-"
"No."
"I hate-"
"I hate you, to." Destiny said.
Her brother was asking some dumb questions and she was and centimeter away from knocking him out.
"You trust -them-?" Her brother, Steven, asked.
Them being Dragons.
"For the time being I have nothing against them and they hopefully have nothing against me, so for now, yes, I do trust them." Destiny answered.
Her brother sighed. "You're crazy."
"Why, thank you."
Steven was really getting frustrated. He finally decided to walk away before he started screaming and pulling his hair out. He hadn't had a good day. Well, now it was morning so he hadn't had a good -morning-. He almost ran into Faye as he walked around the corner. He was about to say his apologies until he noticed it wasn't anyone he knew. He gave her a strange look as she walked around him without saying anything.
"Bitch . . . " He mumbled.
Faye quickly hit him in the back. He jerked forward and when he turned around Faye was already talking to Destiny.
"And you are doing what here?" Destiny asked.
"Quit talkin' like that. You're scaring me!"
"Talkin' like what?"
"Well, you could have just said' Hey, what are you doing here?' but you had to say it in a complicated way."
"That wasn't complicated. "
"Whatever."
"Well, what are you doing here?"
"You and the guys are doing something fun. What do you think I'm doing? Just sitting here."
"Looks to me like you're standing." Destiny kidded.
Faye gave her a dirty look.
"You think killing people is fun?" Destiny asked.
"Killing Cole would be." Faye said, Destiny just rolled her eyes.
"Well then go play with the guys. I'm not going -in- the building. They are. I think they were drafted for that."
"Drafted?"
"What ever you call it."
"You sure aren't the smart one."
"You thought I was?"
"No."
Destiny returned her dirty look from earlier.
"I don't wanna go over there with the guys." Faye protested.
Destiny didn't answer. She sat down and looked back over at the building. Some of the people were going in.
"Why didn't they just drop a bomb?" Faye asked.
"And miss out on all of the killing? They're dragons, not kitty-cats or something." Destiny grinned.
"Yeah, I could see Vicious being a 'Kitty-cat' very well." Faye joked.
"Why ain't you out there with 'em?" She questioned.
Destiny shrugged. "I used to do that. I just didn't want to. I don't think I'd like to be in the same building with Spike when he has a gun."
"You wouldn't be d-"
"Yes."
"You bit-"
"I know I am, but what are you."
"That's o-"
"I know it's old."
"Would you-"
"Not until you stop talking."
"Since when were you-"
"A mind reader? I'm not. I just know what you're going to say."
Faye shut up. That was kind of annoying. She now knew why that guy had an annoyed look on his face when he was trying to get away from Destiny.
~
Spike looked over and Vicious and Vicious returned the glare. .
"Tell me again why we're doing some boring crap like this." Vicious mumbled.
"It's better than sitting down and doing nothing. I'm tired of Cole and the people he sent to shoot us. The first time and the last." Spike said harshly.
"Hostile." Vicious grinned.
"Shut up." Spike countered.
They had to wait for the signal and as soon as they saw it they were in the building and on a killing spree.
~
Aren't those all Dragons?" Faye asked.
"Yeah . . . " Destiny wondered what she was getting at.
"Then where are the people you are with?"
"Do you really think there is only one building?"
"So everybody else are all destroying the other buildings?"
"Yeah."
"There aren't a lot, are there?"
"No."
"Okay. So Cole will be in one of them?"
"No, he won't . . . What do you think?!?"
"Yeah . . ."
~
Spike kicked in a door and twisted to the side to avoid the gunfire. He whipped out a Uzi and an old-fashioned pine apple grenade from his trench coat. Vicious gave him a weird look and started backing up.
"Where'd you get that thing?" He asked.
Spike grinned. He quickly threw the grenade outward as he rushed to the right and proceeded down a hallway destroying anyone that dared to get in his way. Vicious took another route seeing that Spike, hopefully, had that under control. Vicious looked at the two .357 Colt Python revolvers in his hands and frowned. The white-haired man looked back at Spike and his frown increased.
"What the fuck is up with that?" He asked himself.
Two men appeared in front of Vicious. He grinned as he took aim and fired with ease. Both of the men dropped and were replaced by four more. Then, five. Then, ten.
"Damn, multiplying aren't ya?" Vicious made an inside joke.
Vicious stepped to the side into another hallway, which had already been partially destroyed. At least there weren't any living people left. Vicious looked down at the men to see if any of them had and weapons worth stealing. A Steyr SSG-70 Rifle was laying neatly next to a man who couldn't be identified.
Spike had already been down here, obviously. Vicious hastily leaned over and retrieved the rifle, some reloads, and some grenades like the one Spike had earlier. He spun around ready to fire the rifle, hoping that it was loaded. The people from the other hallway were just coming around the corner.
~
Spike advanced up stairs, Remington .50 Caliber machinegun in hand. He'd already discarded the Uzi and taken the machine gun from someone who he'd killed. Something wasn't right; there wasn't anyone around. Of all the places he had already been there were at least two men guarding it, or atleast around there.
As he looked down below the steps he could see the destruction that had caused. The destruction that he'd been part of. Bodies, empty shells, weapons, severed limbs, and blood stained the once white carpet. Spike looked back up to see one man standing there.
'Easy kill.' Spike thought.
That is, until, he saw who it was.
~
Kinda like a cliff-hangar, but we all know who is standing there, right?
Ack! I can't make fight scenes and I don't know crap about guns so I just put in some guns I've heard of! Lol, ain't I dumb? Oh, well. This story will be coming to an end in a few more chapters! Atleast that's what I'm planning on. I hope you liked this chapter, even though I don't know how to make a scene like that. Thanks for reading and please review. Sorry it was so short.
