A Bounty Hunters Story II
Spike pulls up to motel he and Jet are staying at. He steps out of the car. The wind blows against his wounds shoulder. Spike clenches his teeth, and grabs his shoulder. He walks up to his room and opens the door. He sees Jet sitting in the chair by the door.
"So you decided to come back after all." Jet says
"There's nowhere else to go." Spike says with a weak grin.
Jet notices Spike holding his shoulder, and sees blood dripping off of his fingers. "You all right?" Jet asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Spike replies. "But I'm lucky I was wearing this, or I would be in a lot worse shape then this." Spike lifts up his shirt, revealing a bullet proof vest. "It may stop the bullet, but you still get the wind knocks out of you."
Spike stumbles over to the bed, and falls down.
"Spike!" Jet says, jumping up from his chair.
"I told you, I'm fine"
"But your bleeding everywhere." Jet points out.
"I'll just wrap it up."
"But what about the bullet?"
"It went straight through."
"You still have to go to a doctor to get it sewn up."
Spike just sits there for a moment, staring at Jet. "Fine" he says. "You win." He stands up and walks to the door. "But when he asks how it happens, its up to you to come up with something."
. . .
Jet pulls up to the hospital and gets out of the car. He walks over to the other side, puts the keys on the roof of the car. He reaches his hand out to help Spike out of the car.
"You know, my shoulder has nothing to do with getting out of the car." Spike says.
"Fine, have it your way."
"Thank you." Spike steps out of the car. "I hope your paying for this."
"We'll talk about that later." Jet says, starting toward the hospital.
Spike grabs the keys and follows. He grabs his shoulder when a woman bumps in to it. Spike clenches his teeth.
"Excuse me." The woman says.
Spike, still focused on the pain in his shoulder, doesn't acknowledge the woman.
"C'mon Spike." Jet says.
"I'm coming." Spike replies. "some woman bumps into my shoulder."
"You'll get over it." Jet says, opening the doors to the hospital.
"I didn't say I wouldn't." Spike says. Walking up to the counter.
In other news, that state has put a reward for the capture of this woman. A name is not known at this time. Spike turns to look at the TV. The reward is a sum of $1700. she is wants for money laundering and extortion. The woman on TV continues. She is about 5'7 with died purple hair and green eyes. The picture on the TV was one of the woman who had just bumps into Spike in the parking lot.
Spike's face went pale when he seen the picture, like he had seen a ghost. He then turns and ran out the door.
"SPIKE!" Jet yells. He sighs and ran after him.
Out in the parking lot, Spikes looking around for the woman who had bumps into him. He turns around, and sees her walking across the street. He runs after her.
Half way across the street, she notices Spike, and runs across the street into an ally. When she got into the ally, she notices that it's a dead end.
"That was a quick chase, now wasn't it?" Spike asks, . "but I prefer it to be short. I hate running."
She picks up a lead pipe that's on the ground near her. "don't come any closer." She says.
"Spike!" Jet yells, running up from behind. Spike turns around to look. When he turns back around, the woman was about a foot away from hitting him with the pipe. He ducks just in time.
She swung again and Spike leans back. He could feel the wind as the pipe flew past his face.
The third time she swung, Spike grabs her wrist, making her drop the pipe. He then twists her arm back, and put it up against her back. He took out a pair of handcuffs from his pockets, and handcuffs her.
"Spike, aren't you going to do something about your shoulder?" Jet asks.
"I'll just rap it up until we turn her in, then we can come back and have a doctor look at it, ok?" Spike replies.
"What!? Turn me in!?" the woman exclaims.
"Uh, yeah. You didn't think we were gonna keep you, did you?" Spike says .
"Well, I can pay you more than the my bounty." The woman says. "If you just let me go." She says in a seductive voice.
"Spike, can we just get her down to the police station." Jet says.
"You know, I have some very powerful connections, I could have you both kills."
"Man, and I thought you talks a lot, Spike." Jet says, with a slight grin on his face.
Spike starts walking across the street, pulling the woman along.
"One of them is even a former member of a syndicate. Maybe you have heard of it, the 'Red Dragon Syndicate'" she says.
Spike stops in the middle of the street. His grip on the woman's arm tightens.
"Ow, that hurts." The woman says.
"What his name?" Spike asks, staring blankly ahead.
"Huh?" the woman says.
Spike turns, looking at the woman. "The man from the syndicate, what's his name?"
"Vicious." The woman says. "why? Have you heard of him?"
"Take me to him." Spike says.
"If I do, will you let me go?" the woman asks. Spike face went from a blank stare, to a cold, piercing glare. He pushes the woman back, and pulls out his gun. "SPIKE!" Jet yells. "If you do, I'll let you live." Spike says.
The woman stood there for a second, staring at Spike. "That's good too." The woman says. "I like your plan better anyway." She says.
"Spike, just put the gun down." Jet says in a calm, coaxing voice.
"Where." Spike says angrily.
"I, I don't know for sure, but I know a man who does." The woman says.
Spike grips his gun tighter, and pushes it against her head.
"He's at the hotel down town, but I don't know a name." she says, "Wait." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a pack of matches. "here."
Spike took the matches and looks at them. The Grande Hotel, 1334 S. Avenue the pack read. He put the gun back in his jacket, took out the keys and starts walking toward the car.
"Wait, Spike.... Oh, what's the use." Jet says. "How much money do you have on you?" Jet asks.
"None, why?"
"Then it looks like we're walking." Jet says, grabbing the woman's arm. "Lets go."
"Hey, wait! " she yells.
. . .
Spike pulls up to the hotel. He had just finishes wrapping his wound in some gauze that was in the first aid kit. Spike walks up to the hotel. it was a rather nice hotel, especially compares to the cheap motel that he's staying at. He walks up to the front desk. He looks at the name tag on the desk, it read: Tony Shaw, head desk clerk, but no one was around.
He walk over to the to the elevator and randomly presses the top floor. It stops at the 7th floor, and a man in a black suite got in. the man in the black suite notices what floor Spike was going to, and gave a quick glance towards him. He quickly pulls a gun and stuck it against Spikes head.
"Don't you fuckin' move." The man says through his teeth. He frisks Spike, taking his gun from his shoulder holster. The elevator dings at the top floor as the doors opens, reveling a huge apartment taking up the whole floor.
The man in the black suite push's Spike foreword into the room. He then shoves him on a couch and left the room. When he came back, he was accompanied by a man in a traditional Japanese suite, with slick black hair.
"Shin?" Spike says, surprisingly.
The man walks over and sat down on the couch parallel to the one Spike was on. He stars at Spike. He pulls out a pack of cigarette's and put one in his mouth. He gestures Spike to take one.
Spike just stares at him.
"You haven't changed a bit." Shin says, putting away the pack of cigarettes.
Spike continues to stare with a look of disgust on his face.
"Where were you, Spike? 5 years, and you decide to make contact with us now? Why?" Shin says, inhaling the smoke from the cigarette.
"I ran into someone earlier tonight, I was just as surprised to see him as you are to see me."
"So Trey finally found you. He's been looking for you for quite some time now. So tell me, how was it?"
"It was a short reunion."
Shin smiles, as he put out his half smoked cigarette in the ashtray.
"But that isn't why I'm here." Spike says
"Of coarse it isn't, you're here about Vicious." Shin says. He pulls out Spikes gun and lays it on the table.
Spike looks at Shin, and then takes the gun, putting it back into the shoulder holster.
"So tell me, how did you know where to find me?"
"A woman." Spike says.
Shin sat there thinking for a moment. Then he motions for the man in the black suite to get him a drink. "was she rather short, purple hair, attractive?"
"So you do know her."
The man comes back and hands Shin a glass of wine.
"I'm surprised you don't. The woman you once would kill for, you don't even remember." Shin smiles and let out a quick laugh.
Spike looks at Shin intently, and then jumps up.
The man in the black suite pulls out his gun and points it toward Spike.
Shin motions for him to put the gun away.
There's a ding as the elevator doors open up. Spike and Shin turns to face the hall leading to the elevator. The man in the black suite went to check it out. Just as he turns the corner, there was a gunshot. His head flew back, and then he fell to his knees.
Spike and Shin both drew their guns, and Spike jumps behind the couch. Shin shot the man that came around the corner 3 times.
3 more men ran around the corner with machine guns and points them at Shin. A man in a black trench coat came out from behind them.
"Vicious!" Shine says.
Spike had a surprised look on his face. He clenches his teeth as he refrains from getting up.
"Hello Shin." Vicious says, walking up to Shin.
"What do you want?" Shin demands.
"Where is she?"
"Where is who?"
"Julia."
"I don't know, she ran off a couple of days ago with about $10,000." Shin says.
Vicious turns around and starts walking back toward the elevator. A couple of guys ran up and grabs Shin. One of them put a gun to Shin's head.
"Spike's back." Shin says.
Vicious stops dead in his tracks.
"He's looking for you, Vicious."
Vicious starts walking toward the elevator.
Spike heard gunshots and then a body hit the ground. He grips his gun tighter thinking he was going to be found.
The last man on the elevator threw a grenade.
The explosion had thrown Shins body over Spikes head. Spike ducks until debris stops flying, and he was sure it was safe to come out. He ran over to the window, and saw Vicious getting into a black car. He ran over to the elevator. He pressed down. He checks his watch while he was waiting. It read 12:57. He has to get back to Julia.
To be continued...
Spike pulls up to motel he and Jet are staying at. He steps out of the car. The wind blows against his wounds shoulder. Spike clenches his teeth, and grabs his shoulder. He walks up to his room and opens the door. He sees Jet sitting in the chair by the door.
"So you decided to come back after all." Jet says
"There's nowhere else to go." Spike says with a weak grin.
Jet notices Spike holding his shoulder, and sees blood dripping off of his fingers. "You all right?" Jet asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Spike replies. "But I'm lucky I was wearing this, or I would be in a lot worse shape then this." Spike lifts up his shirt, revealing a bullet proof vest. "It may stop the bullet, but you still get the wind knocks out of you."
Spike stumbles over to the bed, and falls down.
"Spike!" Jet says, jumping up from his chair.
"I told you, I'm fine"
"But your bleeding everywhere." Jet points out.
"I'll just wrap it up."
"But what about the bullet?"
"It went straight through."
"You still have to go to a doctor to get it sewn up."
Spike just sits there for a moment, staring at Jet. "Fine" he says. "You win." He stands up and walks to the door. "But when he asks how it happens, its up to you to come up with something."
. . .
Jet pulls up to the hospital and gets out of the car. He walks over to the other side, puts the keys on the roof of the car. He reaches his hand out to help Spike out of the car.
"You know, my shoulder has nothing to do with getting out of the car." Spike says.
"Fine, have it your way."
"Thank you." Spike steps out of the car. "I hope your paying for this."
"We'll talk about that later." Jet says, starting toward the hospital.
Spike grabs the keys and follows. He grabs his shoulder when a woman bumps in to it. Spike clenches his teeth.
"Excuse me." The woman says.
Spike, still focused on the pain in his shoulder, doesn't acknowledge the woman.
"C'mon Spike." Jet says.
"I'm coming." Spike replies. "some woman bumps into my shoulder."
"You'll get over it." Jet says, opening the doors to the hospital.
"I didn't say I wouldn't." Spike says. Walking up to the counter.
In other news, that state has put a reward for the capture of this woman. A name is not known at this time. Spike turns to look at the TV. The reward is a sum of $1700. she is wants for money laundering and extortion. The woman on TV continues. She is about 5'7 with died purple hair and green eyes. The picture on the TV was one of the woman who had just bumps into Spike in the parking lot.
Spike's face went pale when he seen the picture, like he had seen a ghost. He then turns and ran out the door.
"SPIKE!" Jet yells. He sighs and ran after him.
Out in the parking lot, Spikes looking around for the woman who had bumps into him. He turns around, and sees her walking across the street. He runs after her.
Half way across the street, she notices Spike, and runs across the street into an ally. When she got into the ally, she notices that it's a dead end.
"That was a quick chase, now wasn't it?" Spike asks, . "but I prefer it to be short. I hate running."
She picks up a lead pipe that's on the ground near her. "don't come any closer." She says.
"Spike!" Jet yells, running up from behind. Spike turns around to look. When he turns back around, the woman was about a foot away from hitting him with the pipe. He ducks just in time.
She swung again and Spike leans back. He could feel the wind as the pipe flew past his face.
The third time she swung, Spike grabs her wrist, making her drop the pipe. He then twists her arm back, and put it up against her back. He took out a pair of handcuffs from his pockets, and handcuffs her.
"Spike, aren't you going to do something about your shoulder?" Jet asks.
"I'll just rap it up until we turn her in, then we can come back and have a doctor look at it, ok?" Spike replies.
"What!? Turn me in!?" the woman exclaims.
"Uh, yeah. You didn't think we were gonna keep you, did you?" Spike says .
"Well, I can pay you more than the my bounty." The woman says. "If you just let me go." She says in a seductive voice.
"Spike, can we just get her down to the police station." Jet says.
"You know, I have some very powerful connections, I could have you both kills."
"Man, and I thought you talks a lot, Spike." Jet says, with a slight grin on his face.
Spike starts walking across the street, pulling the woman along.
"One of them is even a former member of a syndicate. Maybe you have heard of it, the 'Red Dragon Syndicate'" she says.
Spike stops in the middle of the street. His grip on the woman's arm tightens.
"Ow, that hurts." The woman says.
"What his name?" Spike asks, staring blankly ahead.
"Huh?" the woman says.
Spike turns, looking at the woman. "The man from the syndicate, what's his name?"
"Vicious." The woman says. "why? Have you heard of him?"
"Take me to him." Spike says.
"If I do, will you let me go?" the woman asks. Spike face went from a blank stare, to a cold, piercing glare. He pushes the woman back, and pulls out his gun. "SPIKE!" Jet yells. "If you do, I'll let you live." Spike says.
The woman stood there for a second, staring at Spike. "That's good too." The woman says. "I like your plan better anyway." She says.
"Spike, just put the gun down." Jet says in a calm, coaxing voice.
"Where." Spike says angrily.
"I, I don't know for sure, but I know a man who does." The woman says.
Spike grips his gun tighter, and pushes it against her head.
"He's at the hotel down town, but I don't know a name." she says, "Wait." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a pack of matches. "here."
Spike took the matches and looks at them. The Grande Hotel, 1334 S. Avenue the pack read. He put the gun back in his jacket, took out the keys and starts walking toward the car.
"Wait, Spike.... Oh, what's the use." Jet says. "How much money do you have on you?" Jet asks.
"None, why?"
"Then it looks like we're walking." Jet says, grabbing the woman's arm. "Lets go."
"Hey, wait! " she yells.
. . .
Spike pulls up to the hotel. He had just finishes wrapping his wound in some gauze that was in the first aid kit. Spike walks up to the hotel. it was a rather nice hotel, especially compares to the cheap motel that he's staying at. He walks up to the front desk. He looks at the name tag on the desk, it read: Tony Shaw, head desk clerk, but no one was around.
He walk over to the to the elevator and randomly presses the top floor. It stops at the 7th floor, and a man in a black suite got in. the man in the black suite notices what floor Spike was going to, and gave a quick glance towards him. He quickly pulls a gun and stuck it against Spikes head.
"Don't you fuckin' move." The man says through his teeth. He frisks Spike, taking his gun from his shoulder holster. The elevator dings at the top floor as the doors opens, reveling a huge apartment taking up the whole floor.
The man in the black suite push's Spike foreword into the room. He then shoves him on a couch and left the room. When he came back, he was accompanied by a man in a traditional Japanese suite, with slick black hair.
"Shin?" Spike says, surprisingly.
The man walks over and sat down on the couch parallel to the one Spike was on. He stars at Spike. He pulls out a pack of cigarette's and put one in his mouth. He gestures Spike to take one.
Spike just stares at him.
"You haven't changed a bit." Shin says, putting away the pack of cigarettes.
Spike continues to stare with a look of disgust on his face.
"Where were you, Spike? 5 years, and you decide to make contact with us now? Why?" Shin says, inhaling the smoke from the cigarette.
"I ran into someone earlier tonight, I was just as surprised to see him as you are to see me."
"So Trey finally found you. He's been looking for you for quite some time now. So tell me, how was it?"
"It was a short reunion."
Shin smiles, as he put out his half smoked cigarette in the ashtray.
"But that isn't why I'm here." Spike says
"Of coarse it isn't, you're here about Vicious." Shin says. He pulls out Spikes gun and lays it on the table.
Spike looks at Shin, and then takes the gun, putting it back into the shoulder holster.
"So tell me, how did you know where to find me?"
"A woman." Spike says.
Shin sat there thinking for a moment. Then he motions for the man in the black suite to get him a drink. "was she rather short, purple hair, attractive?"
"So you do know her."
The man comes back and hands Shin a glass of wine.
"I'm surprised you don't. The woman you once would kill for, you don't even remember." Shin smiles and let out a quick laugh.
Spike looks at Shin intently, and then jumps up.
The man in the black suite pulls out his gun and points it toward Spike.
Shin motions for him to put the gun away.
There's a ding as the elevator doors open up. Spike and Shin turns to face the hall leading to the elevator. The man in the black suite went to check it out. Just as he turns the corner, there was a gunshot. His head flew back, and then he fell to his knees.
Spike and Shin both drew their guns, and Spike jumps behind the couch. Shin shot the man that came around the corner 3 times.
3 more men ran around the corner with machine guns and points them at Shin. A man in a black trench coat came out from behind them.
"Vicious!" Shine says.
Spike had a surprised look on his face. He clenches his teeth as he refrains from getting up.
"Hello Shin." Vicious says, walking up to Shin.
"What do you want?" Shin demands.
"Where is she?"
"Where is who?"
"Julia."
"I don't know, she ran off a couple of days ago with about $10,000." Shin says.
Vicious turns around and starts walking back toward the elevator. A couple of guys ran up and grabs Shin. One of them put a gun to Shin's head.
"Spike's back." Shin says.
Vicious stops dead in his tracks.
"He's looking for you, Vicious."
Vicious starts walking toward the elevator.
Spike heard gunshots and then a body hit the ground. He grips his gun tighter thinking he was going to be found.
The last man on the elevator threw a grenade.
The explosion had thrown Shins body over Spikes head. Spike ducks until debris stops flying, and he was sure it was safe to come out. He ran over to the window, and saw Vicious getting into a black car. He ran over to the elevator. He pressed down. He checks his watch while he was waiting. It read 12:57. He has to get back to Julia.
To be continued...