Greetings once again. I am glad to see that so many of you have found this
fic so enticing, and am once again grateful for all you're reviews. I
write this time to give a small warning to those of you who detest
violence, or who have weak stomachs, this chapter is ultra violent! So if
you don't like hard punches, lighting kicks, and lots of bloodshed, then
read no further. If you love a knockdown, drag-out fight, read on!
Cowboy Bebop
Boys are Back 11
Hakkou lunged at Spike, switching the grip of his sword so he handled it like a butcher knife, intending to jam it downward into Spike's body. But Spike moved just in time, rolling out of the way, kicking his legs out, entangling his legs with Hakkou's, tripping his pseudo-brother, sending him sprawling out on the floor. Spike dove for the pistol Hakkou had dropped, but his reach was interrupted when Hakkou's foot stomped down onto his hand.
Spike looked up into Hakkou's eyes, watched him raising the sword. In a flash, Spike yanked a small pocketknife from under his shirt and jammed it into Hakkou's ankle, giving a savage twist, yanking it out as hard as he could. Hakkou shrieked and leapt away before Spike could give him a second jab. Spike tossed the knife expertly, and watched it sink up to its hilt into Hakkou's shoulder. Hakkou shouted, dropped his sword, yanked the knife from his flesh, tossed it aside, his hands stained with blood.
With a savage roar, he lunged forward. But Spike had now retrieved the fallen gun, and fired off a single shot, not even bothering to aim, just hoping to hit his opponent somewhere, anywhere. The bullet tore into Hakkou's hand, ripping three of his fingers off, leaving him with just his index finger and his thumb. He screamed and hunched over, gripping his bloody stump of his hand as the blood flew from it, projected by the ever intensifying beating of his heart.
Spike hurried to his feet, tried to steady his trembling hand for a single, well-aimed shot. Hakkou hissed, and suddenly flung his injured arm out, sending a splash of blood into Spike's eyes. Spike cursed as he dropped the gun, tried to rub the red liquid out of his face. But he could not move fast enough. Hakkou speared into him, smashing full force right into Spike's abdomen, threw him away like a sack of offal. Spike tumbled in the air for a moment, and landed amongst the shattered glass of Julia's tank.
"You can't beat me, Spike!" Hakkou growled, "I'm stronger than you, stronger than Vicious, than Jet, than Faye, than any of you ever were!"
"No copy is ever as good as the original" Spike blasted back as he made his way to his feet, getting ready for the real fight to begin.
"Soon, there will be no copy! After you, I'll finish Jet and Faye, and then I will be Spike! I will be Vicious! Only room for one of us in the universe!" Hakkou's lips curled over his teeth, and he threw himself back into the fight.
"Ed, how much longer is this going to take?" Faye shouted as she maneuvered Redtail around another set of rockets. The Syndicate's pilots were terrible shots, but there were certainly a lot of them.
"Just a minute Faye-Faye" Ed replied in a rather singsong voice as she continued her hacking.
"Those are military grade rockets," Jet growled as he blasted one of The Syndicate ships apart, "They have built in guidance systems!"
"I think I noticed that!" Faye shouted as the rockets she had just dodged swung around midstream, and came back after her.
"Almost dooooone" Edward sang as the pursuing rockets drew closer to Faye.
"Hurry it up!" she said between her teeth.
As if the rockets themselves had heard her request, they suddenly veered off their pursuit of Faye, and flew off in different directions. Faye and Jet both heard The Syndicate goons' screams as their own rockets slammed into their attack ships.
"All gone" Edward said, smiling at Faye through their communication screen.
Faye gave a long sigh of relief, and then offered Edward a smile.
"Thanks, Ed. We'll be back in time for supper."
"Bring Ed lots of souvenirs!"
"If there's anything left after this is all done" Jet muttered as they swung down toward the lab's hangars.
Hakkou wrenched his arm tighter around Spike's throat. He stood behind Spike, his good arm coiled around Spike's neck like a python. He slid his other over Spike's shoulder, shoved the bloody remnants of his hand into Spike's face, smeared the life giving liquid all over Spike's nose, mouth, and chin.
"Drink it! Drink it till you choke!" he hissed.
Spike desperately tried to pull Hakkou off his feet, to flip him over his shoulder, but Hakkou's feet remained firmly planted on the floor. He stomped down on Hakkou's feet, but he did not budge. He jammed his elbows into Hakkou's sides, but all he did was grunt.
Spike gasped as Hakkou tightened his grip, cutting off all his air. Spike clawed at Hakkou's arm, tried to pull it away from his throat. But his grip was like a vice, cold and tight.
In a final move of desperation, Spike threw his head back, catching Hakkou right on his nose. At the same moment, he bent his knee, kicked on of his feet backwards, and caught Hakkou firmly right between his thighs. Hakkou wrenched his grip tighter, and then loosened it with a low moan as his good hand reached down to cup his crotch.
Spike fell to his knees, gasping and coughing. He rolled over onto his back, and glared up into Hakkou's eyes.
"Yeah, well fuck you too!" he said as he launched both his feet up into Hakkou's chest. Hakkou bellowed as the blow knocked all the wind from his body, and Spike curved his spine, rolled himself back, flinging Hakkou over the top of him. He slammed into the floor with a grunt, but scrambled back to his feet almost instantly.
Hakkou tacked into Spike, coiling his good arm around his body. They stood, struggling with each other, muttering curses into each other's ears. Hakkou hissed, and sank his teeth down into the flesh of Spike's neck. He ground his teeth slowly, trying to gnaw his way down into Spike's arteries. Spike groaned, and began to twitch his head to the side, slamming his skull into Hakkou's, trying to make him let go. In response, Hakkou bit down even harder. But he let go after the familiar sound of a gun being fired broke the silence of their struggle with each other.
Hakkou screamed, and fell down to his knees, his good hand going to his back, as if trying to scratch an itch that is impossible to reach. Spike watched him go down, and then looked up to see where the shots had come from. And he was surprised, not unpleasantly, to see Faye standing in the doorway, her gun smoking in her hand.
"Spike" she shouted to him, "We have to get out of here! This whole place is going to go!"
"What?"
"A self destruct mechanism" Jet said as he came up behind Faye. His cyber-arm was wrapped around the throat of Dr. Cornelius, his face turning red as he strained to free himself from Jet's iron grip.
"They told me to destroy the lab.if things didn't work.you've got five minutes!" Cornelius strained to speak. Jet released him, and he collapsed to the floor gasping and coughing.
Spike stepped over Hakkou as he lay, curled into a ball of pain on the floor. The three of them, Faye, Jet, and Spike rushed down the corridors of the lab, making their way to the hangar. As they went, the floor began to tremble as bit by bit the facility exploded. "Wait! Wait for me!" Cornelius screamed as he tried to chase after them. They turned back, just in time to see one of the walls collapse inward. The explosion blasted less than a foot from Cornelius, and he was engulfed by force, flung against the other wall, and then he lay motionless on the floor. Spike grunted, shook his head in lament for the fallen scientist, and then continued.
A major blast shook the whole building as they entered the hangar. The vibrations threw the three of them away from each other.
"Shit" Spike muttered, "This place really is going down." He headed for Hammerhead with Jet. But they stopped when they heard Faye's scream. They slowly turned, to find Faye, firmly in the clutches of Hakkou. His eyes bulged, almost ready to pop from their sockets. His ribs rose and fell hard with his strained breaths. His good hand was gripping Faye's throat tight. His lips curled, and he spat some blood onto the floor.
"You really don't know when to quit, do you?" Spike said as he slowly made his way toward them, measuring each step carefully.
"Only room.for one." Hakkou managed to say between the blood that was coming out of his mouth. He tightened his grip on Faye's throat, and Spike dropped into a combat-ready stance. But then, Hakkou did something none of them had ever anticipated.
He shoved Faye away, throwing her straight into Spike's arms. "Go! Now you fools!" he screamed. He groaned, clutched his wounded ribs, and turned from them, stumbling back toward the entry to the hangar.
Spike and Faye hesitated a moment, watching him go, and then they both scrambled to make their way to the ships. As the engines fired, they watched him lean in the doorway. He paused, looked over his shoulder at them, and then walked back into the darkness, disappearing from their sight.
"Only room for one." Spike whispered to himself as they streaked away. None of them paused even once to watch the lab as it exploded behind them.
The calm comes after the storm, cowboy.
Cowboy Bebop
Boys are Back 11
Hakkou lunged at Spike, switching the grip of his sword so he handled it like a butcher knife, intending to jam it downward into Spike's body. But Spike moved just in time, rolling out of the way, kicking his legs out, entangling his legs with Hakkou's, tripping his pseudo-brother, sending him sprawling out on the floor. Spike dove for the pistol Hakkou had dropped, but his reach was interrupted when Hakkou's foot stomped down onto his hand.
Spike looked up into Hakkou's eyes, watched him raising the sword. In a flash, Spike yanked a small pocketknife from under his shirt and jammed it into Hakkou's ankle, giving a savage twist, yanking it out as hard as he could. Hakkou shrieked and leapt away before Spike could give him a second jab. Spike tossed the knife expertly, and watched it sink up to its hilt into Hakkou's shoulder. Hakkou shouted, dropped his sword, yanked the knife from his flesh, tossed it aside, his hands stained with blood.
With a savage roar, he lunged forward. But Spike had now retrieved the fallen gun, and fired off a single shot, not even bothering to aim, just hoping to hit his opponent somewhere, anywhere. The bullet tore into Hakkou's hand, ripping three of his fingers off, leaving him with just his index finger and his thumb. He screamed and hunched over, gripping his bloody stump of his hand as the blood flew from it, projected by the ever intensifying beating of his heart.
Spike hurried to his feet, tried to steady his trembling hand for a single, well-aimed shot. Hakkou hissed, and suddenly flung his injured arm out, sending a splash of blood into Spike's eyes. Spike cursed as he dropped the gun, tried to rub the red liquid out of his face. But he could not move fast enough. Hakkou speared into him, smashing full force right into Spike's abdomen, threw him away like a sack of offal. Spike tumbled in the air for a moment, and landed amongst the shattered glass of Julia's tank.
"You can't beat me, Spike!" Hakkou growled, "I'm stronger than you, stronger than Vicious, than Jet, than Faye, than any of you ever were!"
"No copy is ever as good as the original" Spike blasted back as he made his way to his feet, getting ready for the real fight to begin.
"Soon, there will be no copy! After you, I'll finish Jet and Faye, and then I will be Spike! I will be Vicious! Only room for one of us in the universe!" Hakkou's lips curled over his teeth, and he threw himself back into the fight.
"Ed, how much longer is this going to take?" Faye shouted as she maneuvered Redtail around another set of rockets. The Syndicate's pilots were terrible shots, but there were certainly a lot of them.
"Just a minute Faye-Faye" Ed replied in a rather singsong voice as she continued her hacking.
"Those are military grade rockets," Jet growled as he blasted one of The Syndicate ships apart, "They have built in guidance systems!"
"I think I noticed that!" Faye shouted as the rockets she had just dodged swung around midstream, and came back after her.
"Almost dooooone" Edward sang as the pursuing rockets drew closer to Faye.
"Hurry it up!" she said between her teeth.
As if the rockets themselves had heard her request, they suddenly veered off their pursuit of Faye, and flew off in different directions. Faye and Jet both heard The Syndicate goons' screams as their own rockets slammed into their attack ships.
"All gone" Edward said, smiling at Faye through their communication screen.
Faye gave a long sigh of relief, and then offered Edward a smile.
"Thanks, Ed. We'll be back in time for supper."
"Bring Ed lots of souvenirs!"
"If there's anything left after this is all done" Jet muttered as they swung down toward the lab's hangars.
Hakkou wrenched his arm tighter around Spike's throat. He stood behind Spike, his good arm coiled around Spike's neck like a python. He slid his other over Spike's shoulder, shoved the bloody remnants of his hand into Spike's face, smeared the life giving liquid all over Spike's nose, mouth, and chin.
"Drink it! Drink it till you choke!" he hissed.
Spike desperately tried to pull Hakkou off his feet, to flip him over his shoulder, but Hakkou's feet remained firmly planted on the floor. He stomped down on Hakkou's feet, but he did not budge. He jammed his elbows into Hakkou's sides, but all he did was grunt.
Spike gasped as Hakkou tightened his grip, cutting off all his air. Spike clawed at Hakkou's arm, tried to pull it away from his throat. But his grip was like a vice, cold and tight.
In a final move of desperation, Spike threw his head back, catching Hakkou right on his nose. At the same moment, he bent his knee, kicked on of his feet backwards, and caught Hakkou firmly right between his thighs. Hakkou wrenched his grip tighter, and then loosened it with a low moan as his good hand reached down to cup his crotch.
Spike fell to his knees, gasping and coughing. He rolled over onto his back, and glared up into Hakkou's eyes.
"Yeah, well fuck you too!" he said as he launched both his feet up into Hakkou's chest. Hakkou bellowed as the blow knocked all the wind from his body, and Spike curved his spine, rolled himself back, flinging Hakkou over the top of him. He slammed into the floor with a grunt, but scrambled back to his feet almost instantly.
Hakkou tacked into Spike, coiling his good arm around his body. They stood, struggling with each other, muttering curses into each other's ears. Hakkou hissed, and sank his teeth down into the flesh of Spike's neck. He ground his teeth slowly, trying to gnaw his way down into Spike's arteries. Spike groaned, and began to twitch his head to the side, slamming his skull into Hakkou's, trying to make him let go. In response, Hakkou bit down even harder. But he let go after the familiar sound of a gun being fired broke the silence of their struggle with each other.
Hakkou screamed, and fell down to his knees, his good hand going to his back, as if trying to scratch an itch that is impossible to reach. Spike watched him go down, and then looked up to see where the shots had come from. And he was surprised, not unpleasantly, to see Faye standing in the doorway, her gun smoking in her hand.
"Spike" she shouted to him, "We have to get out of here! This whole place is going to go!"
"What?"
"A self destruct mechanism" Jet said as he came up behind Faye. His cyber-arm was wrapped around the throat of Dr. Cornelius, his face turning red as he strained to free himself from Jet's iron grip.
"They told me to destroy the lab.if things didn't work.you've got five minutes!" Cornelius strained to speak. Jet released him, and he collapsed to the floor gasping and coughing.
Spike stepped over Hakkou as he lay, curled into a ball of pain on the floor. The three of them, Faye, Jet, and Spike rushed down the corridors of the lab, making their way to the hangar. As they went, the floor began to tremble as bit by bit the facility exploded. "Wait! Wait for me!" Cornelius screamed as he tried to chase after them. They turned back, just in time to see one of the walls collapse inward. The explosion blasted less than a foot from Cornelius, and he was engulfed by force, flung against the other wall, and then he lay motionless on the floor. Spike grunted, shook his head in lament for the fallen scientist, and then continued.
A major blast shook the whole building as they entered the hangar. The vibrations threw the three of them away from each other.
"Shit" Spike muttered, "This place really is going down." He headed for Hammerhead with Jet. But they stopped when they heard Faye's scream. They slowly turned, to find Faye, firmly in the clutches of Hakkou. His eyes bulged, almost ready to pop from their sockets. His ribs rose and fell hard with his strained breaths. His good hand was gripping Faye's throat tight. His lips curled, and he spat some blood onto the floor.
"You really don't know when to quit, do you?" Spike said as he slowly made his way toward them, measuring each step carefully.
"Only room.for one." Hakkou managed to say between the blood that was coming out of his mouth. He tightened his grip on Faye's throat, and Spike dropped into a combat-ready stance. But then, Hakkou did something none of them had ever anticipated.
He shoved Faye away, throwing her straight into Spike's arms. "Go! Now you fools!" he screamed. He groaned, clutched his wounded ribs, and turned from them, stumbling back toward the entry to the hangar.
Spike and Faye hesitated a moment, watching him go, and then they both scrambled to make their way to the ships. As the engines fired, they watched him lean in the doorway. He paused, looked over his shoulder at them, and then walked back into the darkness, disappearing from their sight.
"Only room for one." Spike whispered to himself as they streaked away. None of them paused even once to watch the lab as it exploded behind them.
The calm comes after the storm, cowboy.