A/N: YAY!!! I'm baaack! ^^ THE NEW BARRACUDAS ARE: ANH-D-AO, ZIM_THE_GOTH_CHICK, & RACHEL2!!! ~Applause 4 these lucky dudettes! ^^ Lol, again, just like last time, I'll need 4 those galz 2 email me ASAP w/ their "character profiles", like what they look like & what they'd like their names 2 be. This is SUPER fun 4 me 2 write, so I hope that I get ur feedback! Remember, put "Fanfiction Person" in the subject 4 the email, lol. ^^ Welp, here's the Julia Hater's chappie! ENJOY!!! ^.~
"Are you ready, Jules?"
"Yes, Randall," his blonde accomplice responded, her lustrous blue eyes scintillating with mischief as she gave him a solemn nod of the head, her silky locks bouncing along with the sudden movement like rippling waves of golden liquid. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
"Good," he acknowledged, a duplicitous smirk curling its way across his thin, coral lips as he handed her his cell phone. "Do you remember what we rehearsed?"
She nodded. "Yes.....I do."
Nodding with approval, Randall then instructed, "Call him up and tell him to meet you at the Ellewood City Park by no later than midnight. Can you do that, Julia?"
"Yes," she replied, a small smirk forming along her soft, blood-red lips. "Yes, I can."
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"Spike, what the hell is this all about?!"
"Calm down, Vicious, just-"
"CALM DOWN?!," he demanded, growing beet-red in the face. "How the hell do you expect me to calm down whenever you asked all of us to come here at this ungodly hour without a simple friggin' explanation?!"
"He's right," Faye agreed, taking a step forward. "Why did you ask us here......why on earth did we need to bring weaponry?"
Spike let out a heavy sigh as he looked his comrades over with apprehension, his bottom lips trembling as he announced softly, "It's Julia.......she called me and-"
"Julia?!," Mikaya repeated, shocked beyond all words of disbelief. "Spike, I thought that we had made it very clear to you whenever we informed you that when it came to her we would NOT become involved! It's too dangerous!!!"
"Yeah, what the hell is wrong with you, man?!," Ace demanded, stubbornly folding his arms across his broad chest as he shot him a perplexing look. "You promised that you wouldn't drag us along on any more of your friggin' Julia-related escipades!"
"Well yeah, but-"
"This is bull shit.....I'm going home," Vicious announced, rolling his eyes in disdain as he turned to walk away from his befuddled comrades.
"No, wait!," Faye urged, taking everyone completely by surprise. "Hear him out, Vicious......it could be important! I know for a God-given fact that he would listen to you if you happened to be in a dire situation in which you'd need his help!"
Frowning deeply, the silvery-haired young man resumed his original posistion by the sign that read: ELLEWOOD CITY PARK, muttering, Fine......enthrall us with the goddamned explanation, already."
"Thanks," Spike grumbled in acknowledgement, sucking in his breath as he stuffed his trembling hands into his pants' pockets and continued, "Julia called me a few hours ago stating that Randall had a proposition to make with us. She claimed that if either me or Vicious surrendered ourselves as a sacrifice tonight, she would be released. I offered to be that sacrifice, but little does he know, I've pulled a few strings."
"Meaning us," Ace realized aloud, frowning. "Who says that we wanna help you get that crack addict bitch back, anyway?! You're the only one who even LIKED the whore, so YOU'RE the only one who's gonna rescue her!!!"
"But-"
"END OF STORY!!!"
The group grew silent in an instant, only the shrill symphony of the crickets echoing throughout the vast stretch of land that they were standing upon as they all continued to stand there with their hands jammed in their pockets like mindless loiterers.
Looking from one solemn face to the other, Faye finally decided to announce, "Fine.....I'll help him. The rest of you can just go ahead and go home."
"What?!," Mikaya exclaimed, shocked. "Faye, you......you can't!!!"
"And just why not?," she demanded, stubbornly placing her hands onto her slender hips as she turned on her best friend in an instant. "I choose to help my friends, Mikaya. You all should do the same!!!"
"You're fulla shit," Vicious decided, shaking his head in disgust. "C'mon, guys.....let's get the hell outta here."
Ace immediately follwed his lead, but Mikaya lingered behind, her full, rosy lips pinching tightly together with frustration as she tried her best to figure out what to do about the situation at hand.
"Just go, Mikaya.....we can handle this," Faye urged, motioning for her to follow the others. "Don't worry about a thing, alright?"
"A-alright," she agreed feebly, fighting back stinging tears of anxiety as she immediately spun around on her heel and dashed after Ace and Vicious, her rich, silky light pink hair fluttering behind her like glistening liquid.
"At least....I hope that everything will be alright," Faye thought, shivering slightly as a gentle hand came down upon her shoulder in an instant.
"Why?," a deep, rich, sultry voice demanded from behind in a soft, confused whisper. "How come, after all the hell I've put you through, you still want to help me?"
"I've already told you before," Faye insisted in a tone full of unexpected indignance, shaking his hand off of her as she turned to face him and look him directly in the eye. "I want to help you get back your lost love since I, too, have lost those that I love......get it yet?"
A small smile slipped across Spike's lips as he gave her a sheepish nod, acknowledgeing softly, "Yeah.....I get it now."
Faye managed to return his smile, asking with expectance, "So what do we do now?"
Spike sighed and directed his haunting, glistening gaze up towards the heavens, replying mutedly, "Now we wait."
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"Oh.......good. You're alone."
Spike's heart leapt up into his throat the moment that his blue-eyed angel egressed from what appeared to be out of nowhere, an eccentric smirk playing across her crimson lips as the pale moonlight glittered upon her golden tresses like a silky waterfall.
Faye, meanwhile, continued to crouch nearby in the bushes, her eyebrows knitting together with suspicion as she realized, "Something's not right here.....this seems to be very well thought out.......almost as if everything was rehearsed ahead of time. If so, what the hell is that asshole planning to do to Spike?!"
Looking over to her right, she gasped, her gaze resting upon a red Mustang that was parked over in the trees a few yards away, a shadowed being resting within the driver's seat with what appeared to be a walkie-talkie pressed up snugly against his ear.
"Oh, my God.....it's a set-up!," Faye conceded, beginning to tremble once she realized that her conrade's life was currently in danger. "That bitch! How could she do this to someone that she claims to love?!"
Watching on within a deep-set aura of consternation, Faye felt herself immediately seize the handle of her gun as Julia pulled Spike into a possessive embrace, urging breathlessly, "Please, my love......take me home. Please."
"Whatever you want," he returned in agreement, holding her close as she clandestinely slipped an item onto her knuckles, a devious chuckle threatening to escape her full, crimson lips as she peered over her shoulder to make sure that there weren't any witnesses around.
"She's got a tiger claw!," Faye realized fretfully, gasping as Julia began to swiftly move her hand with the blades up into the air in a formidable fashion, preparing to bring it down upon her '"love" in an instant. "I've got to do something....and FAST!!!"
BANG!
Julia choked, her cerulean blue eyes enlarging in surprise as a hint of scarlet dribbled down from the corner of her mouth, her hands instantly seizing her side in sheer agony as she crumpled down to her knees and wept.
"JULIA!!!," Spike exclaimed, dropping down to her side in an instant, his features contorted with apprehension and concern as he looked her devitalized form over with sheer bewilderment. "Julia....please say something....just-"
"Don't," she cut in, her cold blue eyes piercing through his soul like spears as she gruffly removed her tiger claw from her knuckles and chucked it across the grass in disdain. "Just don't."
Spike raised an eyebrow, deeply confused by her actions. "Julia....I-I don't understand."
"You will now," she acknowledged, smirking as she let out a light, pained chuckle. "Since I am dying, you have the right to know that I was going to kill you tonight."
"WHAT?!!," Spike caterwauled, releasing his hold on her as if he had been burned. "What the hell are you talking about?!!"
Julia snickered, replying smugly, "I fell in love with Randall, Spike, and he made me an offer that I couldn't possibly refuse. If I killed you or Vicious, we would get married and live happily ever after. I love him, Spike.......and I always will. You're HALF the man that he is....and-and I truly hope that you and whoever shot me....go to Hell."
Spike choked on his misery as Julia closed her eyes and breathed her last breath, his heart constricting within his chest with such vast pain and confusion that he felt as if he were on the verge of sheer insanity.
"How could she DO this to me?!," he wondered irascibly, clenching and unclenching his fists by his sides as he bowed his head dejectedly. "We were in love, weren't we?! WHERE DID ALL THAT EMOTION GO?!!"
"Hey, are-are you ok?"
Spike instantly whirled around and staggered up to his feet, his eyes narrowing with a deep, sudden burst of unexplained hatred as he rested his fiery gaze upon Faye, her trusty gun currently within her taut grasp.
"You shot her......DIDN'T YOU?!!," he demanded, his voice strained with severe pain and anguish. "You murdered her, Faye! Why did you DO that?!!"
"Are you BLIND?!," she shrieked, pocketing her gun as she turned on him in an instant. "She would've killed you if I hadn't taken action, you ungrateful bastard! Weren't you there whenever she was talkin' all that horse shit about love for another and her betrayal?!!"
Spike sucked in his breath, then nodded. "Yeah, I heard........but I didn't wanna believe it."
Faye instantly fell silent, her jade eyes glittering with compassion for the young man before her as she enveloped him within her warm embrace, insisting softly, "She didn't deserve you, Spike.....not even for one moment. Any self-respecting woman wouldn't whore herself out to other men.....she would stay true to her lover."
Faltering, Spike remained standing there with his arms pressed firmly by his sides, far too embarrassed to return her hug as he mumbled, "Thanks for everything......I guess that Mikaya's right.......you really ARE a true friend."
Faye smiled, pulling away from him as she found herself gazing into his incredible two-toned eyes, her heart pounding in her head as she realized that she felt as if she were getting lost within those two amazing orbs, their deep hints of bitterness gradually mellowing out the longer that she returned his intense stare.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to announce that she needed to get going, a walkie-talkie within Julia's trench coat's pocket crackled, "Julia....are you alright? Over."
"Oh, damn," Spike cursed, biting his lip in apprehension. "Faye, we've gotta get out of here before Randall comes lookin' for Julia.........LET'S SPLIT!!!"
Taking off like a thunder bolt, Faye stumbled after Spike in fear, wondering miserably, "Oh, God, what's going to happen when Randall finds Julia's body?! And even worse.........what's going to happen to ME?! I'm a murderer!!!"
A/N: BWUAHAHA!!!!!! ^_______^ Sooo, how wuz that chappie, interesting??? lol, haha...now u KNOW that SxF can't b torn apart! ^^ Well...I guess that u DON'T know that, but I'm the author, so I so that they can't! ^_^ lol. HERE'S MY POLL!!! PLEASE PARTICIPATE!!!! QUESTION: DO U THINK THAT JULIA'S A WHORE IN THE TV SHOW, MY FIC, OR BOTH? LOL...PLEASE STATE UR RESPONSE IN UR REVIEW!!! O....PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! LUV YAZ LOTS!
3 Kendra Luehr ^,~
"Are you ready, Jules?"
"Yes, Randall," his blonde accomplice responded, her lustrous blue eyes scintillating with mischief as she gave him a solemn nod of the head, her silky locks bouncing along with the sudden movement like rippling waves of golden liquid. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
"Good," he acknowledged, a duplicitous smirk curling its way across his thin, coral lips as he handed her his cell phone. "Do you remember what we rehearsed?"
She nodded. "Yes.....I do."
Nodding with approval, Randall then instructed, "Call him up and tell him to meet you at the Ellewood City Park by no later than midnight. Can you do that, Julia?"
"Yes," she replied, a small smirk forming along her soft, blood-red lips. "Yes, I can."
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"Spike, what the hell is this all about?!"
"Calm down, Vicious, just-"
"CALM DOWN?!," he demanded, growing beet-red in the face. "How the hell do you expect me to calm down whenever you asked all of us to come here at this ungodly hour without a simple friggin' explanation?!"
"He's right," Faye agreed, taking a step forward. "Why did you ask us here......why on earth did we need to bring weaponry?"
Spike let out a heavy sigh as he looked his comrades over with apprehension, his bottom lips trembling as he announced softly, "It's Julia.......she called me and-"
"Julia?!," Mikaya repeated, shocked beyond all words of disbelief. "Spike, I thought that we had made it very clear to you whenever we informed you that when it came to her we would NOT become involved! It's too dangerous!!!"
"Yeah, what the hell is wrong with you, man?!," Ace demanded, stubbornly folding his arms across his broad chest as he shot him a perplexing look. "You promised that you wouldn't drag us along on any more of your friggin' Julia-related escipades!"
"Well yeah, but-"
"This is bull shit.....I'm going home," Vicious announced, rolling his eyes in disdain as he turned to walk away from his befuddled comrades.
"No, wait!," Faye urged, taking everyone completely by surprise. "Hear him out, Vicious......it could be important! I know for a God-given fact that he would listen to you if you happened to be in a dire situation in which you'd need his help!"
Frowning deeply, the silvery-haired young man resumed his original posistion by the sign that read: ELLEWOOD CITY PARK, muttering, Fine......enthrall us with the goddamned explanation, already."
"Thanks," Spike grumbled in acknowledgement, sucking in his breath as he stuffed his trembling hands into his pants' pockets and continued, "Julia called me a few hours ago stating that Randall had a proposition to make with us. She claimed that if either me or Vicious surrendered ourselves as a sacrifice tonight, she would be released. I offered to be that sacrifice, but little does he know, I've pulled a few strings."
"Meaning us," Ace realized aloud, frowning. "Who says that we wanna help you get that crack addict bitch back, anyway?! You're the only one who even LIKED the whore, so YOU'RE the only one who's gonna rescue her!!!"
"But-"
"END OF STORY!!!"
The group grew silent in an instant, only the shrill symphony of the crickets echoing throughout the vast stretch of land that they were standing upon as they all continued to stand there with their hands jammed in their pockets like mindless loiterers.
Looking from one solemn face to the other, Faye finally decided to announce, "Fine.....I'll help him. The rest of you can just go ahead and go home."
"What?!," Mikaya exclaimed, shocked. "Faye, you......you can't!!!"
"And just why not?," she demanded, stubbornly placing her hands onto her slender hips as she turned on her best friend in an instant. "I choose to help my friends, Mikaya. You all should do the same!!!"
"You're fulla shit," Vicious decided, shaking his head in disgust. "C'mon, guys.....let's get the hell outta here."
Ace immediately follwed his lead, but Mikaya lingered behind, her full, rosy lips pinching tightly together with frustration as she tried her best to figure out what to do about the situation at hand.
"Just go, Mikaya.....we can handle this," Faye urged, motioning for her to follow the others. "Don't worry about a thing, alright?"
"A-alright," she agreed feebly, fighting back stinging tears of anxiety as she immediately spun around on her heel and dashed after Ace and Vicious, her rich, silky light pink hair fluttering behind her like glistening liquid.
"At least....I hope that everything will be alright," Faye thought, shivering slightly as a gentle hand came down upon her shoulder in an instant.
"Why?," a deep, rich, sultry voice demanded from behind in a soft, confused whisper. "How come, after all the hell I've put you through, you still want to help me?"
"I've already told you before," Faye insisted in a tone full of unexpected indignance, shaking his hand off of her as she turned to face him and look him directly in the eye. "I want to help you get back your lost love since I, too, have lost those that I love......get it yet?"
A small smile slipped across Spike's lips as he gave her a sheepish nod, acknowledgeing softly, "Yeah.....I get it now."
Faye managed to return his smile, asking with expectance, "So what do we do now?"
Spike sighed and directed his haunting, glistening gaze up towards the heavens, replying mutedly, "Now we wait."
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"Oh.......good. You're alone."
Spike's heart leapt up into his throat the moment that his blue-eyed angel egressed from what appeared to be out of nowhere, an eccentric smirk playing across her crimson lips as the pale moonlight glittered upon her golden tresses like a silky waterfall.
Faye, meanwhile, continued to crouch nearby in the bushes, her eyebrows knitting together with suspicion as she realized, "Something's not right here.....this seems to be very well thought out.......almost as if everything was rehearsed ahead of time. If so, what the hell is that asshole planning to do to Spike?!"
Looking over to her right, she gasped, her gaze resting upon a red Mustang that was parked over in the trees a few yards away, a shadowed being resting within the driver's seat with what appeared to be a walkie-talkie pressed up snugly against his ear.
"Oh, my God.....it's a set-up!," Faye conceded, beginning to tremble once she realized that her conrade's life was currently in danger. "That bitch! How could she do this to someone that she claims to love?!"
Watching on within a deep-set aura of consternation, Faye felt herself immediately seize the handle of her gun as Julia pulled Spike into a possessive embrace, urging breathlessly, "Please, my love......take me home. Please."
"Whatever you want," he returned in agreement, holding her close as she clandestinely slipped an item onto her knuckles, a devious chuckle threatening to escape her full, crimson lips as she peered over her shoulder to make sure that there weren't any witnesses around.
"She's got a tiger claw!," Faye realized fretfully, gasping as Julia began to swiftly move her hand with the blades up into the air in a formidable fashion, preparing to bring it down upon her '"love" in an instant. "I've got to do something....and FAST!!!"
BANG!
Julia choked, her cerulean blue eyes enlarging in surprise as a hint of scarlet dribbled down from the corner of her mouth, her hands instantly seizing her side in sheer agony as she crumpled down to her knees and wept.
"JULIA!!!," Spike exclaimed, dropping down to her side in an instant, his features contorted with apprehension and concern as he looked her devitalized form over with sheer bewilderment. "Julia....please say something....just-"
"Don't," she cut in, her cold blue eyes piercing through his soul like spears as she gruffly removed her tiger claw from her knuckles and chucked it across the grass in disdain. "Just don't."
Spike raised an eyebrow, deeply confused by her actions. "Julia....I-I don't understand."
"You will now," she acknowledged, smirking as she let out a light, pained chuckle. "Since I am dying, you have the right to know that I was going to kill you tonight."
"WHAT?!!," Spike caterwauled, releasing his hold on her as if he had been burned. "What the hell are you talking about?!!"
Julia snickered, replying smugly, "I fell in love with Randall, Spike, and he made me an offer that I couldn't possibly refuse. If I killed you or Vicious, we would get married and live happily ever after. I love him, Spike.......and I always will. You're HALF the man that he is....and-and I truly hope that you and whoever shot me....go to Hell."
Spike choked on his misery as Julia closed her eyes and breathed her last breath, his heart constricting within his chest with such vast pain and confusion that he felt as if he were on the verge of sheer insanity.
"How could she DO this to me?!," he wondered irascibly, clenching and unclenching his fists by his sides as he bowed his head dejectedly. "We were in love, weren't we?! WHERE DID ALL THAT EMOTION GO?!!"
"Hey, are-are you ok?"
Spike instantly whirled around and staggered up to his feet, his eyes narrowing with a deep, sudden burst of unexplained hatred as he rested his fiery gaze upon Faye, her trusty gun currently within her taut grasp.
"You shot her......DIDN'T YOU?!!," he demanded, his voice strained with severe pain and anguish. "You murdered her, Faye! Why did you DO that?!!"
"Are you BLIND?!," she shrieked, pocketing her gun as she turned on him in an instant. "She would've killed you if I hadn't taken action, you ungrateful bastard! Weren't you there whenever she was talkin' all that horse shit about love for another and her betrayal?!!"
Spike sucked in his breath, then nodded. "Yeah, I heard........but I didn't wanna believe it."
Faye instantly fell silent, her jade eyes glittering with compassion for the young man before her as she enveloped him within her warm embrace, insisting softly, "She didn't deserve you, Spike.....not even for one moment. Any self-respecting woman wouldn't whore herself out to other men.....she would stay true to her lover."
Faltering, Spike remained standing there with his arms pressed firmly by his sides, far too embarrassed to return her hug as he mumbled, "Thanks for everything......I guess that Mikaya's right.......you really ARE a true friend."
Faye smiled, pulling away from him as she found herself gazing into his incredible two-toned eyes, her heart pounding in her head as she realized that she felt as if she were getting lost within those two amazing orbs, their deep hints of bitterness gradually mellowing out the longer that she returned his intense stare.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to announce that she needed to get going, a walkie-talkie within Julia's trench coat's pocket crackled, "Julia....are you alright? Over."
"Oh, damn," Spike cursed, biting his lip in apprehension. "Faye, we've gotta get out of here before Randall comes lookin' for Julia.........LET'S SPLIT!!!"
Taking off like a thunder bolt, Faye stumbled after Spike in fear, wondering miserably, "Oh, God, what's going to happen when Randall finds Julia's body?! And even worse.........what's going to happen to ME?! I'm a murderer!!!"
A/N: BWUAHAHA!!!!!! ^_______^ Sooo, how wuz that chappie, interesting??? lol, haha...now u KNOW that SxF can't b torn apart! ^^ Well...I guess that u DON'T know that, but I'm the author, so I so that they can't! ^_^ lol. HERE'S MY POLL!!! PLEASE PARTICIPATE!!!! QUESTION: DO U THINK THAT JULIA'S A WHORE IN THE TV SHOW, MY FIC, OR BOTH? LOL...PLEASE STATE UR RESPONSE IN UR REVIEW!!! O....PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! LUV YAZ LOTS!
3 Kendra Luehr ^,~