Up in Gunsmoke
Braids
Blah Blah Blah I don't own Trigun or Cowboy Bebop so don't sue me they belong to other people I just use em and twist em how I see fit. Braids
Note: Yes after a long absence I've returned and before I write a new chapter I thought I'd just read over my old stuff... Well, I printed it out and picked up a red pen and soon the pages were swimming in red ink! So I'm reposting the story in hopes I will not have to again... but if I do it's cause I had a pro go over it... I'm soooo bad in English... Ahem on wards with my story! . Braids
A Little background:
It had to be about two hundred and fifty years ago that the seeds left Earth in hopes of finding a new place for almost a billion people to live. Most were cryogenically frozen with the exception of a small handful that were to keep the ships in shape and to find if any of the planets they came close to would be inhabitable them. The SEED technology on Earth was then lost when a radical group destroyed the lab, no one survived to pass on the knowledge. Although the contact station was kept intact and there was hope that they would find a new planet and settle it and then send the SEED ships back to pick up more people who might be needed, and then the SEED technology would be available once again. After one hundred and eighty-five years it was given up on, and then came the gate incident that caused meteorites to strike the moon. Earth then become a danger zone as the moon was now fragments and constantly hit the Earths surface. It was only a few years after that, that the Gates ere finally perfected. Gates allowed a space fold between two gates allowing a long distant travel to be cut short. Mars was by the Colonizing and was quickly followed by Venus and then several of Jupiter=s moon's Pluto had become a penal colony. Space travel was common in the next sixty-five years, new fuels and power sources were found things changed drastically in a short period of time. The SEED ships now forgotten believed lost or too far away to make contact, thus bringing us to our now.
Chapter 1: Waking
He woke slowly his head was pounding, he was alive but he didn't know how, over head he could see a single light with a fan going slowly. His whole body felt soar and beat up, he should have expected that considering the fight he had been in. Closing his eyes again he listened to the soft whirl of the fan over head, it was almost calming and it made his head stop pounding slowly. Listening a little closer he could hear someone humming a little song as they swept the floor almost in time with the fan. Opening one eye he looked to the door and could make the outline of a young woman with a simple white dress with long blue hair sweeping the floor, for just a brief moment he believed it was Julia, but then he remembered she was dead and he, he was supposed to be dead too. She suddenly spun around as if she knew he was awake and looked to him and smiled a very kind smile.
"I see you're finally awake." She said as she walked over to him.
"Yeah, where am I, and who are you?" Spike asked hoarsely as he found his voice.
"My name is Feena Bluesummers, and you are on Mars."
"How did I get here?"
"I brought you here, you were half dead."
"I should be dead, you know this is the second time I died?"
"Did you lose your eye in the first death?"
"Yeah, how could you tell?"
"Your eyes are two different colors, one's real and the other's not. Usually they are better at matching peoples eye colors so it doesn't stand out so much."
"How would you know?"
"I'm a nurse at the local hospital I know a lot of things, like your name is Spike Spiegel, age is 27 almost 28, blood type O, height 185 cm, Mmmn you looked a little taller... Must be the hair." She said looking at him.
"How do you know all this?"
"I told you I'm a nurse at the local hospital the same place where you got that eye." She said with an innocent smile. She almost looked like the definition of innocent with her big sapphire eyes and that kind smile on her face.
"I see now, why am I here and not there?"
"Overflow, it happens sometimes so we're sent to take care of someone in our own homes, and there's no over pay in it." She said with a heavy sigh. She shook her head and then smiled again, it was obvious she was tired of this life she was in. "Anyway how do you feel? You've been out for four weeks."
"Is that all?"
She nodded.
"I would have thought it longer."
"Must be your caretaker." She said with a bit of a sly smile. "But other then probably stiff how do you feel? Do you want any thing?" She asked.
"I am kinda hungry, you got anything to eat?"
"Sure, I just finished making a big batch of soup." She said turning and walking out of the room. A few moments later she walked back into the room where Spike was slowly propping him self up on the bed. Looking around it was obvious that this was her room from the clothes in the open closet the neatness of the room all together.
"You always this nice? You always let a complete stranger sleep in your room and feed them?" Spike asked her.
"I don't have an extra bed, so yeah when work calls for it." She told him as she sat at the edge of the bed next to him. The phone suddenly rang and with a heavy sigh she put the bowl onto a table and turned it so it crossed the bed as she got up. "I got to get that, I'm expecting a call." She said as she walked out.
"Thanks I think I can handle this my self." He told her as she walked out. Picking up the spoon he slowly dipped int into the soup and brought it just as slowly to his mouth, the hot liquid burst with the flavor of a four star restaurant, or maybe it was just the fact he hadn't eaten in four weeks that made it tastes so good. He looked to the bowl and then to the spoon and then back to the bowl. Putting the spoon down he slowly lifted the bowl to his mouth and hungrily drank and ate every single last drop surprisingly not spilling a single drop. With the warm soup in his stomach he felt the warmth spreading threw his body washing away the stiffness he felt. "This is really good, where you learn how to cook?" He asked as she walked back into the room.
"My mom, she taught me how to cook. I'm glad you liked it, would you like some more?" She asked with that same smile. He nodded and his stomach agreed as it growled as if on cue, she laughed and took the bowl and walked into the kitchen and then came back with a second bowl. "Here you go, enjoy!" She smiled and turned and walked back into the living room to finish her sweeping and cleaning. He watched her as this time he slowly ate the soup, she was strange, she was one of those people who he could see her as one of those people who would let someone slit her throat and then with her last breath would apologize for bleeding on their shirt. She was definitely a rare one that he'd probably never see again unless she came with him, he wondered if she would though.
Spending the next few day's with her he found her even more strange, she put up with him even as he was crabby wanting a cigarette and begging for her to let him have one. At one point she turned around threatened to tie him to the bed and burn him if he said one more word, as he went to say something, and before he could say a word she walked out of the room and then came back with a box of matches and a length of rope, Spike shut up very quickly. During his time there he often wondered about the others; how Jet was and Faye, she really hadn't wanted him to go, what would she do now that he was still alive? He even thought of Ed and Ein and wondered what they were up to on Earth, or had she rejoined the crew of the Bebop? He also wondered if maybe Feena would want to join him on the Bebop, but the most important thing was why was there a dancing cigarette in the room teasing him?
By the time another week past he was walking around on his own again returning to his normal morning rituals of meditating and exercising his muscles. She smiled as she walked in on him one morning. "I see you're feeling much better."
"Yeah, I think I could go back to my life now."
"Witch one? I thought you died twice." She pointed out to him.
"The second one, I have more or less solid friends there."
"It's up to you I got a phone you could use."
"That would be great, thanks Feena, for every thing you know. I feel like for the first time I can put my past behind me and just look to the now." He told her as he stood up.
"That's good to hear, I'll go get the phone for you." She said walking out and into the kitchen and grabbed the phone and brought it back to him. "Here you go, and don't worry about how long you talk." She said walking towards the door.
"Hey Feena... Do you like it here?" He asked as she reached the door, she stopped, and turned to look at him.
"Not really but it's all I have, a steady but boring job that pays bad, but I have food and a place, though my parent's bought it for me... Why you ask?"
"Well, I think you'd make an impressive bounty hunter, you look and act all innocent but then you turn around and deprive me of my cigarettes, and threaten to tie me up and burn me if I mention how much I want one." She smiled that innocent smile that almost made him cringe in fear for bringing it up again, but she chuckled softly watching him cringe.
"True, but would your friends let me join?" She asked leaning against the door way.
"Well, we'll just have to see." He said dialing the number.
"Hello?" Jet's familiar voice answered.
"Hey Jet." There was a sound of the phone dropping and then silence for a few seconds. "Jet! Pick up the damn phone!" There was a fumble for the phone as Jet picked it back up.
"Do my ears deceive me? Spike is that really you?"
"Yeah Jet it's me, how's everything going?"
"That all you can say? How's everything going?"
"Well, what you want me to say?"
"Tell me where the hell have you been, and how you can still be alive?"
"I'm on Mars, in a bad section of town, looks like someone called 911 in time. Since then I've been staying, with the exception of last week, unconscious in a bed at one of the hospital's nurse's home. So where are you guys?"
"I see, we'll we're fueling up on Venus right now."
"When can you guys get here and pick us up?"
"Us?"
"Well, yeah the girl here, Feena, want's to join us."
"I see, well I can be there maybe tomorrow morning..."
"Not any sooner?"
"No sorry Spike, and talk about being sorry we found the Swordfish... It was in bad condition I was going to fix it up."
"Don't tell me that Faye sold it!"
"No, I wouldn't let her, though she sure did try."
"Thanks for not letting her. I'll fix her up when I get the chance too."
"All right, and why are you so crabby?"
"I'm not crabby!"
"He's crabby because I wont let him smoke." Feena said loud enough for Jet to hear. He laughed. "I threatened to tie him up and burn him if he mentioned it again."
"Yes, and her threats are very convincing considering I woke up one morning tied to the bed with matches stuck in the bandaged." Spike muttered. Jet laughed only harder.
"Well, Spike I'll call you tomorrow when I get to Mars. That's the best I can do for you right now." Jet said still chuckling.
"Fine, I'll see you tomorrow then..." He grumbled as he hung up. "You have until tomorrow to get your things together." He said looking to her.
"Good it gives me time to call in work get some things together and give a call to my brother. He was always worried about where I am and how I'm doing..." She muttered to her self as she preceded into the living room to call her brother.
Braids: And this concludes the Revamped for the second time Up In Gunsmoke Story
Spike: Don't worry it gets more exciting!
Braids: Yes thank you Spike for pointing that out
Spike: It's true you even said your self the first two chapters kinda drag but they are there for story purpose.
Braids: yes they are... I'm sorry to say...
Vash: sniffls and I don't even come in till gets his mouth covered by Braids
Braids: Ha ha! New people you will have to READ to find out when Vash comes in
Kuroneko-sama: Nyow?
Braids
Blah Blah Blah I don't own Trigun or Cowboy Bebop so don't sue me they belong to other people I just use em and twist em how I see fit. Braids
Note: Yes after a long absence I've returned and before I write a new chapter I thought I'd just read over my old stuff... Well, I printed it out and picked up a red pen and soon the pages were swimming in red ink! So I'm reposting the story in hopes I will not have to again... but if I do it's cause I had a pro go over it... I'm soooo bad in English... Ahem on wards with my story! . Braids
A Little background:
It had to be about two hundred and fifty years ago that the seeds left Earth in hopes of finding a new place for almost a billion people to live. Most were cryogenically frozen with the exception of a small handful that were to keep the ships in shape and to find if any of the planets they came close to would be inhabitable them. The SEED technology on Earth was then lost when a radical group destroyed the lab, no one survived to pass on the knowledge. Although the contact station was kept intact and there was hope that they would find a new planet and settle it and then send the SEED ships back to pick up more people who might be needed, and then the SEED technology would be available once again. After one hundred and eighty-five years it was given up on, and then came the gate incident that caused meteorites to strike the moon. Earth then become a danger zone as the moon was now fragments and constantly hit the Earths surface. It was only a few years after that, that the Gates ere finally perfected. Gates allowed a space fold between two gates allowing a long distant travel to be cut short. Mars was by the Colonizing and was quickly followed by Venus and then several of Jupiter=s moon's Pluto had become a penal colony. Space travel was common in the next sixty-five years, new fuels and power sources were found things changed drastically in a short period of time. The SEED ships now forgotten believed lost or too far away to make contact, thus bringing us to our now.
Chapter 1: Waking
He woke slowly his head was pounding, he was alive but he didn't know how, over head he could see a single light with a fan going slowly. His whole body felt soar and beat up, he should have expected that considering the fight he had been in. Closing his eyes again he listened to the soft whirl of the fan over head, it was almost calming and it made his head stop pounding slowly. Listening a little closer he could hear someone humming a little song as they swept the floor almost in time with the fan. Opening one eye he looked to the door and could make the outline of a young woman with a simple white dress with long blue hair sweeping the floor, for just a brief moment he believed it was Julia, but then he remembered she was dead and he, he was supposed to be dead too. She suddenly spun around as if she knew he was awake and looked to him and smiled a very kind smile.
"I see you're finally awake." She said as she walked over to him.
"Yeah, where am I, and who are you?" Spike asked hoarsely as he found his voice.
"My name is Feena Bluesummers, and you are on Mars."
"How did I get here?"
"I brought you here, you were half dead."
"I should be dead, you know this is the second time I died?"
"Did you lose your eye in the first death?"
"Yeah, how could you tell?"
"Your eyes are two different colors, one's real and the other's not. Usually they are better at matching peoples eye colors so it doesn't stand out so much."
"How would you know?"
"I'm a nurse at the local hospital I know a lot of things, like your name is Spike Spiegel, age is 27 almost 28, blood type O, height 185 cm, Mmmn you looked a little taller... Must be the hair." She said looking at him.
"How do you know all this?"
"I told you I'm a nurse at the local hospital the same place where you got that eye." She said with an innocent smile. She almost looked like the definition of innocent with her big sapphire eyes and that kind smile on her face.
"I see now, why am I here and not there?"
"Overflow, it happens sometimes so we're sent to take care of someone in our own homes, and there's no over pay in it." She said with a heavy sigh. She shook her head and then smiled again, it was obvious she was tired of this life she was in. "Anyway how do you feel? You've been out for four weeks."
"Is that all?"
She nodded.
"I would have thought it longer."
"Must be your caretaker." She said with a bit of a sly smile. "But other then probably stiff how do you feel? Do you want any thing?" She asked.
"I am kinda hungry, you got anything to eat?"
"Sure, I just finished making a big batch of soup." She said turning and walking out of the room. A few moments later she walked back into the room where Spike was slowly propping him self up on the bed. Looking around it was obvious that this was her room from the clothes in the open closet the neatness of the room all together.
"You always this nice? You always let a complete stranger sleep in your room and feed them?" Spike asked her.
"I don't have an extra bed, so yeah when work calls for it." She told him as she sat at the edge of the bed next to him. The phone suddenly rang and with a heavy sigh she put the bowl onto a table and turned it so it crossed the bed as she got up. "I got to get that, I'm expecting a call." She said as she walked out.
"Thanks I think I can handle this my self." He told her as she walked out. Picking up the spoon he slowly dipped int into the soup and brought it just as slowly to his mouth, the hot liquid burst with the flavor of a four star restaurant, or maybe it was just the fact he hadn't eaten in four weeks that made it tastes so good. He looked to the bowl and then to the spoon and then back to the bowl. Putting the spoon down he slowly lifted the bowl to his mouth and hungrily drank and ate every single last drop surprisingly not spilling a single drop. With the warm soup in his stomach he felt the warmth spreading threw his body washing away the stiffness he felt. "This is really good, where you learn how to cook?" He asked as she walked back into the room.
"My mom, she taught me how to cook. I'm glad you liked it, would you like some more?" She asked with that same smile. He nodded and his stomach agreed as it growled as if on cue, she laughed and took the bowl and walked into the kitchen and then came back with a second bowl. "Here you go, enjoy!" She smiled and turned and walked back into the living room to finish her sweeping and cleaning. He watched her as this time he slowly ate the soup, she was strange, she was one of those people who he could see her as one of those people who would let someone slit her throat and then with her last breath would apologize for bleeding on their shirt. She was definitely a rare one that he'd probably never see again unless she came with him, he wondered if she would though.
Spending the next few day's with her he found her even more strange, she put up with him even as he was crabby wanting a cigarette and begging for her to let him have one. At one point she turned around threatened to tie him to the bed and burn him if he said one more word, as he went to say something, and before he could say a word she walked out of the room and then came back with a box of matches and a length of rope, Spike shut up very quickly. During his time there he often wondered about the others; how Jet was and Faye, she really hadn't wanted him to go, what would she do now that he was still alive? He even thought of Ed and Ein and wondered what they were up to on Earth, or had she rejoined the crew of the Bebop? He also wondered if maybe Feena would want to join him on the Bebop, but the most important thing was why was there a dancing cigarette in the room teasing him?
By the time another week past he was walking around on his own again returning to his normal morning rituals of meditating and exercising his muscles. She smiled as she walked in on him one morning. "I see you're feeling much better."
"Yeah, I think I could go back to my life now."
"Witch one? I thought you died twice." She pointed out to him.
"The second one, I have more or less solid friends there."
"It's up to you I got a phone you could use."
"That would be great, thanks Feena, for every thing you know. I feel like for the first time I can put my past behind me and just look to the now." He told her as he stood up.
"That's good to hear, I'll go get the phone for you." She said walking out and into the kitchen and grabbed the phone and brought it back to him. "Here you go, and don't worry about how long you talk." She said walking towards the door.
"Hey Feena... Do you like it here?" He asked as she reached the door, she stopped, and turned to look at him.
"Not really but it's all I have, a steady but boring job that pays bad, but I have food and a place, though my parent's bought it for me... Why you ask?"
"Well, I think you'd make an impressive bounty hunter, you look and act all innocent but then you turn around and deprive me of my cigarettes, and threaten to tie me up and burn me if I mention how much I want one." She smiled that innocent smile that almost made him cringe in fear for bringing it up again, but she chuckled softly watching him cringe.
"True, but would your friends let me join?" She asked leaning against the door way.
"Well, we'll just have to see." He said dialing the number.
"Hello?" Jet's familiar voice answered.
"Hey Jet." There was a sound of the phone dropping and then silence for a few seconds. "Jet! Pick up the damn phone!" There was a fumble for the phone as Jet picked it back up.
"Do my ears deceive me? Spike is that really you?"
"Yeah Jet it's me, how's everything going?"
"That all you can say? How's everything going?"
"Well, what you want me to say?"
"Tell me where the hell have you been, and how you can still be alive?"
"I'm on Mars, in a bad section of town, looks like someone called 911 in time. Since then I've been staying, with the exception of last week, unconscious in a bed at one of the hospital's nurse's home. So where are you guys?"
"I see, we'll we're fueling up on Venus right now."
"When can you guys get here and pick us up?"
"Us?"
"Well, yeah the girl here, Feena, want's to join us."
"I see, well I can be there maybe tomorrow morning..."
"Not any sooner?"
"No sorry Spike, and talk about being sorry we found the Swordfish... It was in bad condition I was going to fix it up."
"Don't tell me that Faye sold it!"
"No, I wouldn't let her, though she sure did try."
"Thanks for not letting her. I'll fix her up when I get the chance too."
"All right, and why are you so crabby?"
"I'm not crabby!"
"He's crabby because I wont let him smoke." Feena said loud enough for Jet to hear. He laughed. "I threatened to tie him up and burn him if he mentioned it again."
"Yes, and her threats are very convincing considering I woke up one morning tied to the bed with matches stuck in the bandaged." Spike muttered. Jet laughed only harder.
"Well, Spike I'll call you tomorrow when I get to Mars. That's the best I can do for you right now." Jet said still chuckling.
"Fine, I'll see you tomorrow then..." He grumbled as he hung up. "You have until tomorrow to get your things together." He said looking to her.
"Good it gives me time to call in work get some things together and give a call to my brother. He was always worried about where I am and how I'm doing..." She muttered to her self as she preceded into the living room to call her brother.
Braids: And this concludes the Revamped for the second time Up In Gunsmoke Story
Spike: Don't worry it gets more exciting!
Braids: Yes thank you Spike for pointing that out
Spike: It's true you even said your self the first two chapters kinda drag but they are there for story purpose.
Braids: yes they are... I'm sorry to say...
Vash: sniffls and I don't even come in till gets his mouth covered by Braids
Braids: Ha ha! New people you will have to READ to find out when Vash comes in
Kuroneko-sama: Nyow?