Realization
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It will not take me long to get to Mars from Callisto, about two and a half hours; the gate through is a result of that. For once I agree with the government, gates are convenient. Now where is my Katana and shirt…for some reason Faye likes to strip me of my attire. I refuse to go into the meaning of that. I noiselessly, like a shadow, creep down the halls and managed to find the hangar unnoticed.
"I cannot believe they left my katana and my clothes just lying here. Fools." I put my shirt over the gauze on my torso; the pain from the bullet has faded into a dull ache that seeps into my entire midsection. I pick up my katana and its sheath and attach the sheath to my person. They shall pay for capturing me, even if it is their duty as bounty hunters, they are serving my bastard step brother. I will not let the scum of my psychotic brother live.
I take my long katana in my hand, its blade still a small bit bloody from when I attacked Jet. I begin to retrace my steps when a pink haired girl comes running at me with a dog of her own and my old dog…what is the dogs name?
"OOO silver haired prisoner escapes!" That stupid kid is going to be the end of me. I see a small bathroom to my left and my mind formulates a plan. The girl runs at me with a surprising speed and a strange wild look in her amber eyes. I sidestep the attack and with a sharp motion to the back of head I knock her unconscious and arbitrarily throw her into the bathroom closing the door. I narrow my eyes at both the dogs and they scamper into another room of the ship.
I could not just kill the child, I reason with myself. She is too young to know of the actions of whom she travels with. It would be dishonorable if I were to kill her because of what Jet and Faye have done. I continue my walk towards the stairwell that Faye frantically ran up. It is all too tragic, it looked at if she didn't even know that she was serving my step brother, she is a pawn. Whether to this Jet character or directly to my brother I do not know.
I find the stairwell and I float up it, like a bodiless soul, my feet are soundless against the worn steel. And there I hear voices…the brassy voice of Faye and the low voice of Jet, obviously in some sort of argument.
"I cant believe you didn't tell me it was a syndicate bounty, I thought you told me after what happened to Spike we would have NOTHING to do with the syndicate!" I duck being a protruding corner of the wall and look at the sheer frustrated and exasperated look on Faye's face, her emerald eyes are burning. She is defending me.
"Whether it is a syndicate bounty or not it makes no difference, we will get our money and they will do what they want with Vicious, why do you care what happens to the son of a bitch anyway?" I wanted to slit Jet's throat at the mere curse towards my name, but will wait till the perfect opportunity to strike, that is what I have taught myself all my life. I return my attention to Faye, who's eyes have softened but still retain the same fire of anger as before.
"No one deserves to be handed over to the Syndicate…They will force Vicious to become a servant to his brother and he will kill innocent people. But if he refuses he will be executed. I don't want that to happen…" I feel something catch in my chest…she really is defending me. She looks straight into the eyes of the old cop Jet, who has gauze around his hand…good he is still injured. It will be easier. I dive and tuck into a roll to the other side of the room, closer to them.
"Faye if anyone deserves to be tortured to a slow and painful death it is Vicious, if anyone deserves to die—" Faye cuts him off outraged.
"Ya know he changed Jet, not much mind you, but he has! If Vicious belongs anywhere he belongs behind bars, not cut in two and thrown into a river—" Jet closes the gap between them and his eyes are wild like an untamed beast about to strike…what in the hell has gotten into the ISSP these days? I thought that glare was only used by the Syndicate…well what did I expect? He is my brother's scum pawn.
"Vicious is a killer. Vicious cannot feel cannot breathe, cannot think, anything but hatred and bloodshed he deserves to—" I had enough of his ranting about me, so I promptly sprinted like a demon and with the un-bladed edge of my katana, strike him in the back of the neck rendering him painfully unconscious.
"Vicious you escaped…" I turn and for a moment time froze. Her emerald eyes shimmering with confused emotion. Her expression is priceless and the thing is I can read her emotions perfectly. She is confused whether she should be attacking me or thanking me for putting an end to that cops bantering. Cops are stupid individuals.
"Goodbye Faye Valentine." I say desolately. I curse myself, I simply did no sound as menacing as I wanted to with those words that spilled from my mouth. I sounded, I curse myself again, almost pained by those words. Does my own mouth deceive me or does my brain, or my long lost…heart. Ha heart? I wonder if it really does still exist. I quickly execute the same maneuver on Faye as I did Jet, but with not as much force. She fell limply to the ground on her back, her velvet hair cascading on the cold steel. Her darkly lashed eyes are closed lightly.
Now for the kill. I raise my katana level to my head and plunge it downwards, stopping a mere inch from her chest. What is happening? I raise my katana and try once more, again the same thing happens. Has my own body deceived me? Why can I not kill this woman who betrayed me, shot me and tried to turn me into my own bastard of a step brother? Have I become attached to her? No, inconceivable…I become attached to no one especially her. I look down at her slight frame and curse slightly, Damn her. I simply cannot let her go though, so I make a small cut above her left breast and then I see a small section of her bra…black lace with floral decorations….Damn you know it's a sign when you memorize the pattern on a woman's bra when you cannot even remember the name of your dog.
I look over to the cop Jet and I spit on the floor next to him and give his side a good couple of kicks, breaking a rib or two. And to top it off I give a laceration across his ankles. I grin as the blood runs down his feet and pools on the floor. I really do not think he is worthy of my blade coming in contact with his skin more than once, but I did so anyway. I really have to get out of here…I am going insane. However on the way to the hangar I made a quick stop I saw something that would really get that cop more than anything else would. After I did that I made my way to the hangar, laughing ever so slightly.
I jump down the flight of stairs and drift into the hangar and power-up the cold engine of my new silver zip craft. The scissor doors flip upwards and I step into the cockpit before I can close the door, my old dog comes up to the side and raises her head in an almost dignified manner and barks once, her stump-tail wagging imperially.
I grin inwardly…the dog's name is Princess
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"Ugh…did somebody get the number on that truck?" My head throbs more than that time I got wasted at a bar and woke up the next morning three cities away in someone else's zip craft. God….wait a second I am bleeding! I look down at my chest and see a small pool of blood collected there. I put a finger to the wound…katana blade. Then the memory of what happened registered in my head…Vicious, he escaped and spared my life.
Ha I knew it he has changed he has! I bet a week ago he would have killed me faster than …well pretty damn fast. I stand up slowly, still recovering from the blow to my head. He still didn't have to whack me though…he is going to pay for that. I walk over to Jet and find out that he is alive too. Who would have thought the sword wielding psycho has a heart…it reminds me of the Grinch.
"Jet hello! Hello…earth to Jet…you are alive!" I scowl as I poke him on his forehead. I then slap his face and he finally comes to. I smile coyly; I prove my point Vicious is not a cold blooded killer. Jet's brown gray eyes narrowed slightly as he sat up immediately feeling the pain shooting through his raw ankles and the lump on the back on the back of his head. I could tell that Vicious was a little less gentle with Jet, I wonder why.
"God damn that bastard, I wont be able to walk for weeks! I think he broke a couple of ribs…and my hea—" I helped him up only to grin again, but I secretly am filled with relief. I am right! He is wrong! Faye is almighty! I sing song in my head.
"You know he spared your life don't you? So…how is he a cold blooded killer if when he escapes from the 'clutches' of his captors the only thing he does is 'bump' them on the head?" He looks at me, in astonishment as he realizes that he; is indeed, wrong. I smile a real smile when I see him chuckle; It has been emotionally straining to have him against me. Jet is my friend, and single-handedly helped me through some of the biggest shit in my life. It feels good that we are on good terms again.
"Why do you care about him so much? Why Vicious?" I really don't know why I do although I have a weak hunch. I thought of my answer as I looped his arm around my shoulder and walked him down to the vinyl yellow couch. I set him down easily as I looked and begin to formulate an answer.
"There is a saying that broken people gather in Callisto to find the pieces of themselves they lost along the way…I think…Vicious might be that piece….that I lost somewhere." I laughed at my stupidity like Jet would ever believe that stuff that left my mouth…He probably thinks I am some sort of psychotic nutcase. I picked up the gauze from the previous 'incidents'. I looked down at Jet and he was to say, the least bit confused.
" I wont stop you if you want to go after him. But realize I cant allow you to stay on Bebop if you go." I somehow knew it would come down to this. I know Jet hates Vicious, I know he always will, and I really cant blame him either. He did know Spike better than anyone else. I began to remove his shoes and sweaty socks and clean the wound. I grimaced at the clean, yet deep lacerations across his ankles.
"Then I guess after I finish dressing your wound I will go. Like you, Jet Black the black dog that never lets go, could stop me anyway." I smile when he chuckles lowly. "But thanks anyway..."I finish bandaging up his ankle and I blow a faux kiss. I run hastily into my room to change clothes quickly and grab my extra glock and a few clips. I smooth out my black tank top and slip on my more practical tennis shoes and dark blue jeans. I put my violet hair up in a bun and some tendrils hang down flanking my face. Then it hits me…my Red tail is missing!
Shit shit shit shit…Wait! I touched my 'lucky' bracelet that has come in handy on a number of occasions hoping that the Red tail is functional and in range. God if you are gonna give me a miracle, make it now. Because not only do I need it but I have a feeling Vicious will too. I punch in the button on my bracelet and cross my fingers. The jewel on the bracelet blinks and stays red. I sprint to the hangar and on the way I look in Jet's room only to see all of his bonsai have been sliced in half.
Vicious knew where and how hard to hit.
Oh well. Now…I was at the blue crow…west of here so I will just fly the RedTail up in the air very high and run out on the deck and see if I see it. I sprinted out onto the deck of Bebop and hoped I could see the Red Tail. If I am dreaming pinch me now, because I see a blue dot above some building. I slowly inch it to the RedTail to the Bebop and the dot becomes recognizable…Yes! I fly the Red tail onto the deck of Bebop and assess the damage. Then I hear a shout from inside bebop.
"Faye you better come back here and get your shit!" I smile at his concern that is Jet's way of saying 'take care and don't die' I turn back to asses the trivial damage
A side view mirror is missing, someone gang tagged it and there are a fair number of 'key' marks going down the side. I hop in the Red tail and fly up above the smoggy Callisto atmosphere heading towards the hyper-space gate that will take me towards Mars. Everything is going smoothly so far.
Bip bip Beep beep Blleeeep Bleeeep
It cant be. I check radar and sure enough I am being tailed by the ISSP. I soon found myself talking to a man whose message appeared on my dashboard.
"Pull over the stolen impounded zip craft immediately." Oh yeah…that's right, I double parked when I went to the Blue Crow. I sweatdrop. This doughnut guzzling sack of lard will not stop me from seeing Mars. This is one mission I am not gonna fail.
"I'm really sorry But I am late for an appointment, but thanks for filling the tank cutie. You know I gotta fly." I smile my coyest smile and turn off communications, to much dismay of the fat man. I put on the afterburners and blast my way through space, if anything this ship can fly, but let's make sure they don't catch up. I pressed a button on my dashboard and a small metal dart flew out the back of the RedTail.
"See you Space lardboy!" I watch with full anticipation as the bulky white space cruiser flies and hits the small metal dart and the engines in the cruiser automatically shut down along with all backup systems. I laugh in spite of myself, good thing I paid attention in high school when they told us that nukes send off an electromagnetic wave that short circuits any electrical devices…fools never saw it coming. I love homemade missiles…even though Jet made it for me.
Now I have to go save Vicious' ass from the Syndicate. He is a fucking idiot…He is going to get himself blown to hell and back all because of some elaborate revenge scheme. Sounds like someone I once knew…ha funny. Only this time I am going to be there to catch him when he falls. After all, I do know what it feels like to be the one bandaging yourself up after a battle….you feel lonely as shit.
-The fields are filled with desires-
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Well…..um….yeah….disappointing I know…sorry the action is coming up though, next chapter I am sure of it!!!!! I know you guys are probably getting irritated like…'when she gonna make this interesting?' well its coming up hang in there
I took A LOT of 'creative liberty' with this chapter for instance….I have no idea if there is a gate so you can go though the asteroid field safely. I just put it in there so there trip to Mars wont be like twelve and a half hours long…oh do gates speed up your zip craft? Because this one does…just bear with me.
Also, I have no idea how Faye's little bracelet thingy works, I think it can remote control her ship though…so if I messed up the details…review and tell me and if I have time I will go back and fix it….Gomen… and about that little 'dart' thing… Faye ALWAYS has the coolest stuff and well, who wouldn't have a missile that when something hits it, it knocks out all electrical current? I know I would! Besides it was in another episode anyway *^^*()
Yeah so I stretched this chapter a little bit…but it is SO worth it. If I didn't I would have to go off and explain how she found her RedTail or how she beat the cops without blowing up their ship or how the trip to Mars took like fifteen hours and Faye is sleep deprived. You would kill me if I did that! * runs away from evil donuts and angry mob of reviewers and readers*
Well….I got to go play in the snow because lo' and behold
IT SNOWED IN RICHMOND VA! Four inches! school cancelled for two days and it's delayed tomorrow!
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let it snow and let you review my story!!!
Ja Ne
~your ff buddy L.O.H.
