Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I found out the hard way that with life comes change…
I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
=Too Good Too Bad=
The prick of the needle was cold.
She could feel the fiery heat of the drug slowly work it's way through her system, flowing down her veins, closer to her heart.
Silence engulfed her mind.
She tried to move her arm, but it felt as if her head and body were no longer connected. It was pointless to even keep going…wasn't it?
Isn't it?
With no memory, she had lived life. Granted, it wasn't the glamorous life that most people wished for, but it was a life.
With a huge bounty on her head, she had kept going. She had seen the sadness and the depression that life had brought thousands of people. She had lived on the streets doing the only things that she could for money or for a smoke.
With nothing or no one to depend on she never gave up. Was she going to now?
Her mind screamed yes!
But…
Something didn't want her to.
Is it hope?
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Vicious finished cutting the last wires. His preparations were done.
This was his end, the one that he wanted. With his adversary, he would plunge the sword into Spikes chest and then visit his own death. It was fitting that they would die in the place where he and Spike had first shed blood.
In the distance, he heard the soft sound of a ship approaching.
He could almost smell Spike. Smell the perspiration that would leak from his temples and drip against the cold ground.
He shivered with anticipation. It would almost be time.
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Spike landed his ship in front of an abandoned building just outside the city. Nothing seemed to move but everything seemed to tremble.
The building was an old warehouse owned by the syndicate…it was also the place where he and Vicious had done their first job as partners. The windows, large and luminous, were cracked and broken…most likely some punk children who enjoyed throwing rocks at things. The walls themselves seemed to cry out in pain, like they wanted to give up.
Spike got out of his ship and walked up to the building. He realized that this wasn't going to be easy. He smiled. Nothing worth fighting for, ever was.
The door he placed his hand on, shattered underneath his touch. Peeking through the opening, he saw the man with white hair sitting along a staircase and staring at him. Slowly, Vicious' frown morphed into a cocky smirk.
"Ready?" Vicious asked.
"Always," Spike said. He withdrew his gun and began firing.
=End Chapter=
Too Good Too Bad is a song title from Cowboy Bebop's OST 1
