+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
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+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
Session 7: A Past You Can Never Let Down
'"I'm tired of drowning myself in self-pity; Spike's already doing that for himself.'"
{Faye's POV}
It's been 4 days. 4 days ago, I saw our dear friend, Spike Spiegel, alive. I can't control the emotions running through my body. I can't help but wonder why I didn't go after him. The scene plays over and over in my mind, and then I edit it here and there to make it seem like I did go after him, but he pushed me away. Deep down, though, I know it's not true. I know it can never be true.
We're now in space, desperately looking for him. But the problem was, we had no idea where to start. We realized that we didn't know that much about Spike except that he loved Julia . . . I wonder if he still loves her now. So we left Venus, the planet of sin, and decided to find out more about Spike Spiegel. I sip a little bit of my Dietri Martini and think about what we're planning to do. I hate cheap liquor but then again it makes me think. It helps numb my emotions so that everything works out perfectly.
Ed is typing furiously on her computer, hacking to every Syndicate site imaginable. You can hear it all over the ship. I just sit back in my room, and drown myself in my own self-pity. How pitiful, isn't it? But then, the typing ceases, and a happy cheer from Ed is heard all over. I head on out of my room, wondering what the living hell is going on.
"Hmm . . . our Spike is one smart son of a bitch," I say in remorse. There on the screen, is the most recent photo of Spike with some chic all over him.
"It says that Spike's been a member of the Red Dragon Syndicate since he entered at age 15. Every target he was assigned has been assassinated within 2 days notice," Jet said in disbelief.
Silence fills the room. Spike . . . an assassin? No way . . .
"Also, at one point in time, he was actually partners with Vicious. They were the only members Mao could trust everything to . . . even his daughters. The woman here is Victoria Maria Lucia Contreras, Mao's eldest daughter that he never knew about until the year Spike first came into the Syndicate. Her whereabouts are unknown, except for the fact that she came all the way from Earth in a 'country' called Mexico."
"Can we skip that crap, Jet?"
"Hold
on. Anyways, she dated Vicious for a while, and then she dated Spike. But then,
Julia came into the picture."
Is it just me, or does silence dominate the room?
"When Julia entered the Syndicate, she dated Vicious, but the stupid bitch played both of them. Mao's daughter found out, and she was heartbroken. She told Vicious about what was going on, trying to get Julia out of the Syndicate. And it did, but it also brought Spike out as well. Vicious stayed with the Syndicate, until the day he was killed by Spike."
"So, is who I saw a ghost, Jet? Or is it really him? Is it really Spike?"
Ed just stood there, not knowing how to fit into this. The only sound heard in the room is Ein's cry for food. Jet stood there, and breathed a heavy sigh.
"The
little showdown they had was to determine who truly deserved to take Mao's
place. Spike won, but he had lost Julia earlier, so he asked to have an
identity change. He wanted the Syndicate to fake his death, so he could live
another life. Now, he co-owns the Red Dragon Syndicate in Mars with Mao's kid
for the past year."
I looked closely at the picture, and at Spike's eyes. Yes, they were different, but yet they see the same thing. Only one eye holds the past, the other the present. But they still see the same thing. The still show the same emotions, because you can't work without the other. What am I saying? I look closely at his eyes and I see the that they are both filled with emptiness. He's not enjoying his new life . . . what a hypocrite.
I storm out of the room, and start to get ready. I can hear Jet yelling my name, and wondering what the hell am I doing. I walk back out, with my trademark yellow suit.
"I'm tired of drowning myself in self-pity; Spike's already doing that for himself. C'mon Jet, we're going to Mars."
In an instant, we were on our way. I'm going to get you back, Spike. Nothing is going to stand in my way.
-See You Space Cowboy
+A.N+
So, how'd I do? Please R/R and Session 8 is on the way. L8er
Since.
Angelik Nikole