+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
Disclaimer: Don't own Bebop, at all. If I did. . . well I'd be bringing this story to life. But I don't, so that's it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. ^_^
+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
Session 4:
Waltz for Venus
"If Venus were Earth's sister, Mars was its twin."
+Faye's POV+
We had been going on for hours, Spike. Oh yes, I forgot: there's a big chance you aren't dead. Shit! Why didn't he come back to us? Why didn't he?
I looked out my window to the vast darkness of space. You're somwhere out there, Spike. But where? I get out of my room and head for the main room, where we all used to sit and talk. Don't you remember-oh, I'm sorree, you might be alive. You can't hear my thoughts. In fact . . . you never did. I see Jet, looking at a screen with amazement. Oh no, don't tell me its porn. I walk over to him, wanting to see what was up.
"He looks all too familiar, Jet," I say sarcastically. That man . . . I don't think I could ever forget that face. That Syndicate guy that tried to rape me last year. Silence filled the room, and I knew what Jet was thinking.
" Jackal and Hence Faker, currently Syndicate members, worth 32 billion Woolongs each . . . are you up for this, Faye?" I look at the sick bastard's face once more, and close my eyes. Is Spike really worth all of this pain? Is he? I stood there for what seemed like forever, wondering what should I do. I looked at Jet, and with fear in my eyes, I gave him my answer.
"Yes. . . let's go."
+Normal POV+
Venus, the center of sin. On every corner, a brothel or a casino stands. They say Venus is just like Earth's Las Vegas, yet, it holds more sinners here for good. If Venus were Earth's sister, Mars was its twin. Both cities were the Syndicate's top headquarters, and both were full of misery and pain. A man 6ft tall walks through the doors of one of Venus' top brothels. He smiles at one particular purple-headed chic, and swiftly goes to her. He takes out a 700 Woolong bill and she greedily takes it. They go to the back of the room, and she slowly goes down. He smiles, trying to hold his excitement, when something clicks. He looks down to see the woman smiling . . . with a gun.
"You bitch. The fuck do you think you're doing?" Just then, he realizes who this woman was. The bounty hunter who came to the 'funeral' last year. Behind her came that bald man who tried to protect her. The man smiles, and starts to laugh. He looks at the 2 bewildered hunters and smiles once more.
"Now now! I can get you more money than my bounty provides. On the condition that she," he looks down at the woman "stays with me tonight." Instead of getting an answer, he got darkness. Jet had knocked him unconscious.
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The next thing Jackal knew, he was tied to a chair, with the woman in front of him. She was wearing a see through white gown, and she looked at him with desire in her eyes. He couldn't believe this was happening: a fantasy coming true.
"If you're wondering, my partner and I considered about your offer," she said as she plays with the strap. "I guess you're really happy, aren't you." She walks closer . . .closer . . .and she sits on his lap, looking at him in the eyes. She starts to play with his hair, and looks him in the eyes. "Don't worry big boy, you'll have your fun. Why don't you answer me something, Jackal?"
"Your wish is my command," he said faithfully. "Tell me, what ever happened to Spike Spiegel," she whispered in his ear. He closed his eyes and smiled.
"Not a chance, babe." He tried to plant his lips on hers, but she pulled away quickly. "C'mon, Jackal. Please? I just want to know what happened to that guy." Jealousy was filled in his eyes. What's up with this chic and the boss? He closed his eyes once more, now filled with fury and jealousy.
"Listen whore. I'm never telling you whatever happened to good old' Spike. You figure it out."
+Faye's POV+
I lifted both the bastard and the chair over my head and with newfound strength I threw him to the other side of the room, leaving a mark on the wall and on his face. He looked at me and smiled a cocky smile.
"Now now babe! What bout my pleasure?" I kicked him and smiled. "Unless you tell me what-". Before I could say anything, Ed's voice goes through the receiver of my mini microphone.
"Faye-Faye! Jet-person says to come back. He says he found Spike- person." My heart stopped then and there. I left the 35 billion Woolong shit on the floor and ran a flight of stairs. When I had reached my destination, I opened the door only to find Jet and Ed, but no sign of Spike. 'What? Where is . . .'
He got away, Faye. The guy that Ed and I found jumped out the building. He's down there, if you want proof." I don't understand. Why should I care about that guy? "And so? Come on Jet! So what?" Jet took a puff from his cigar and looked at me. "Spike's not in Venus. He's not at Earth either. Faye, he's still alive . . .somewhere." Jet tried his best to make some smoke ring, but lost. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to run into my room and cry tears of joy, yet, I wanted to scream in the room and curse Spike for all he had put us through. So many tears . . .so many prayers . . . so many . . .
"Pack up. We're getting out of Venus," Jet said, his voice filled with apathy. I nod, and go to my room and pack up. Wherever you are, Spike, we'll find you . . .
+At The Same Time, Somewhere in Mars+
"Mr. Spiegel, we have reports stating that one of our members have been turned into the Venus Galaxy Police, and the other has committed suicide. What should we do sir?"
My eyes widen in interest as he tells me these things. The Faker brothers had screwed up in Venus. Now, the eldest is dead, and the younger fucker was expecting me to come. They are the Syndicate's top members, and I knew only one person could have been able to get these two down quickly.
"What do you expect me to do? Bail the other one out? No, let him do his time." The tall informant just stares at me with utter fear and amazement. He knew them all too well, and the younger one would bribe the cops to get back at me. "But sir! If he leaks-"
"There are at least 5 different bases in this part of the gateway. Connect the dots, genius. Now go. Terminate this man's existence. If he were to ever escape and come back here, kill him." I send the man out, and go towards my window. Damn you Jet. You've figured it out, have you? I don't blame you, Black Dog. I would have done the same thing if I were in your shoes. Just then, my door opens. I turn to find Luci standing by my desk, with a stack of papers in her hands.
"What do you want," I ask. She drops the stack on the desk and looks at me. "The bounty hunters that took down those bastards. My father worked hard to create the Syndicate. I will not let his legacy crumble by the likes of them." She kept mentioning 'them', and that I knew: Faye's still with him.
"We've got a One-Armed fucker, a 50-year old slut, an orphaned computer hacker-" She kept going on and on. I could tell that this had pissed her: they were coming to get me. I knew she could care less about the Syndicate. But me, that's a different story. She had lost me to Julia . . . there was no way she was going to loose to them. I quietly went outside to the balcony, and looked up into the sky. We'll meet again soon, you guys. It's only a matter of time . . .
See You Space Cowboy . . .
+A/N+
So, how'd I do? I know, maybe it sucks, but I'm currently experiencing writer's block. Sorry bout that! Anywais, thanks for all of those who have been reviewing while I was out. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! And also, to Kendra Luehr and all those reading: yes, I've heard about the rumor of a new season or so about Bebop. I hope they hurry with it soon^_^. Okay readers, g2g. Writing a fic @ this time of nite is TIRING *specially when ure thinking instead of sleeping. Alrite then, ja'mata! Sayonara!
Since. Angelik Nikole
Disclaimer: Don't own Bebop, at all. If I did. . . well I'd be bringing this story to life. But I don't, so that's it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. ^_^
+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
Session 4:
Waltz for Venus
"If Venus were Earth's sister, Mars was its twin."
+Faye's POV+
We had been going on for hours, Spike. Oh yes, I forgot: there's a big chance you aren't dead. Shit! Why didn't he come back to us? Why didn't he?
I looked out my window to the vast darkness of space. You're somwhere out there, Spike. But where? I get out of my room and head for the main room, where we all used to sit and talk. Don't you remember-oh, I'm sorree, you might be alive. You can't hear my thoughts. In fact . . . you never did. I see Jet, looking at a screen with amazement. Oh no, don't tell me its porn. I walk over to him, wanting to see what was up.
"He looks all too familiar, Jet," I say sarcastically. That man . . . I don't think I could ever forget that face. That Syndicate guy that tried to rape me last year. Silence filled the room, and I knew what Jet was thinking.
" Jackal and Hence Faker, currently Syndicate members, worth 32 billion Woolongs each . . . are you up for this, Faye?" I look at the sick bastard's face once more, and close my eyes. Is Spike really worth all of this pain? Is he? I stood there for what seemed like forever, wondering what should I do. I looked at Jet, and with fear in my eyes, I gave him my answer.
"Yes. . . let's go."
+Normal POV+
Venus, the center of sin. On every corner, a brothel or a casino stands. They say Venus is just like Earth's Las Vegas, yet, it holds more sinners here for good. If Venus were Earth's sister, Mars was its twin. Both cities were the Syndicate's top headquarters, and both were full of misery and pain. A man 6ft tall walks through the doors of one of Venus' top brothels. He smiles at one particular purple-headed chic, and swiftly goes to her. He takes out a 700 Woolong bill and she greedily takes it. They go to the back of the room, and she slowly goes down. He smiles, trying to hold his excitement, when something clicks. He looks down to see the woman smiling . . . with a gun.
"You bitch. The fuck do you think you're doing?" Just then, he realizes who this woman was. The bounty hunter who came to the 'funeral' last year. Behind her came that bald man who tried to protect her. The man smiles, and starts to laugh. He looks at the 2 bewildered hunters and smiles once more.
"Now now! I can get you more money than my bounty provides. On the condition that she," he looks down at the woman "stays with me tonight." Instead of getting an answer, he got darkness. Jet had knocked him unconscious.
-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8
The next thing Jackal knew, he was tied to a chair, with the woman in front of him. She was wearing a see through white gown, and she looked at him with desire in her eyes. He couldn't believe this was happening: a fantasy coming true.
"If you're wondering, my partner and I considered about your offer," she said as she plays with the strap. "I guess you're really happy, aren't you." She walks closer . . .closer . . .and she sits on his lap, looking at him in the eyes. She starts to play with his hair, and looks him in the eyes. "Don't worry big boy, you'll have your fun. Why don't you answer me something, Jackal?"
"Your wish is my command," he said faithfully. "Tell me, what ever happened to Spike Spiegel," she whispered in his ear. He closed his eyes and smiled.
"Not a chance, babe." He tried to plant his lips on hers, but she pulled away quickly. "C'mon, Jackal. Please? I just want to know what happened to that guy." Jealousy was filled in his eyes. What's up with this chic and the boss? He closed his eyes once more, now filled with fury and jealousy.
"Listen whore. I'm never telling you whatever happened to good old' Spike. You figure it out."
+Faye's POV+
I lifted both the bastard and the chair over my head and with newfound strength I threw him to the other side of the room, leaving a mark on the wall and on his face. He looked at me and smiled a cocky smile.
"Now now babe! What bout my pleasure?" I kicked him and smiled. "Unless you tell me what-". Before I could say anything, Ed's voice goes through the receiver of my mini microphone.
"Faye-Faye! Jet-person says to come back. He says he found Spike- person." My heart stopped then and there. I left the 35 billion Woolong shit on the floor and ran a flight of stairs. When I had reached my destination, I opened the door only to find Jet and Ed, but no sign of Spike. 'What? Where is . . .'
He got away, Faye. The guy that Ed and I found jumped out the building. He's down there, if you want proof." I don't understand. Why should I care about that guy? "And so? Come on Jet! So what?" Jet took a puff from his cigar and looked at me. "Spike's not in Venus. He's not at Earth either. Faye, he's still alive . . .somewhere." Jet tried his best to make some smoke ring, but lost. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to run into my room and cry tears of joy, yet, I wanted to scream in the room and curse Spike for all he had put us through. So many tears . . .so many prayers . . . so many . . .
"Pack up. We're getting out of Venus," Jet said, his voice filled with apathy. I nod, and go to my room and pack up. Wherever you are, Spike, we'll find you . . .
+At The Same Time, Somewhere in Mars+
"Mr. Spiegel, we have reports stating that one of our members have been turned into the Venus Galaxy Police, and the other has committed suicide. What should we do sir?"
My eyes widen in interest as he tells me these things. The Faker brothers had screwed up in Venus. Now, the eldest is dead, and the younger fucker was expecting me to come. They are the Syndicate's top members, and I knew only one person could have been able to get these two down quickly.
"What do you expect me to do? Bail the other one out? No, let him do his time." The tall informant just stares at me with utter fear and amazement. He knew them all too well, and the younger one would bribe the cops to get back at me. "But sir! If he leaks-"
"There are at least 5 different bases in this part of the gateway. Connect the dots, genius. Now go. Terminate this man's existence. If he were to ever escape and come back here, kill him." I send the man out, and go towards my window. Damn you Jet. You've figured it out, have you? I don't blame you, Black Dog. I would have done the same thing if I were in your shoes. Just then, my door opens. I turn to find Luci standing by my desk, with a stack of papers in her hands.
"What do you want," I ask. She drops the stack on the desk and looks at me. "The bounty hunters that took down those bastards. My father worked hard to create the Syndicate. I will not let his legacy crumble by the likes of them." She kept mentioning 'them', and that I knew: Faye's still with him.
"We've got a One-Armed fucker, a 50-year old slut, an orphaned computer hacker-" She kept going on and on. I could tell that this had pissed her: they were coming to get me. I knew she could care less about the Syndicate. But me, that's a different story. She had lost me to Julia . . . there was no way she was going to loose to them. I quietly went outside to the balcony, and looked up into the sky. We'll meet again soon, you guys. It's only a matter of time . . .
See You Space Cowboy . . .
+A/N+
So, how'd I do? I know, maybe it sucks, but I'm currently experiencing writer's block. Sorry bout that! Anywais, thanks for all of those who have been reviewing while I was out. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! And also, to Kendra Luehr and all those reading: yes, I've heard about the rumor of a new season or so about Bebop. I hope they hurry with it soon^_^. Okay readers, g2g. Writing a fic @ this time of nite is TIRING *specially when ure thinking instead of sleeping. Alrite then, ja'mata! Sayonara!
Since. Angelik Nikole