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The old red Nissan Titan sat in on a random street in Saturn. Spike sat puffing a cigarette quietly in the front passenger seat , while Vicious sat behind the wheel thinking about something , Spike didn't ask. The two men sat together as comrades , out on patrol.

"I don't think their out tonight ."

Spike murmured as he threw his eighth cigarette outside onto the developing pile that was forming on the street snow. The Warriors normally were out drunk or partying but tonight they were quiet , yet Spike and Vicious were still waiting for action.

"We still wait Spike."

"Fine."

That was the eighth time Vicious had answered he statement , that was really a question for , ' can we go home now'. Spike lit up another bud , every time the cigarette was gone he would ask and the reply was always the same laconic answer.

"Spike?"

"Yeah."

"What do you think of Julia ?"

Spike's stomach did a flip , had Vicious found out about his romp with Julia. The ember of the cigarette glowed alive as Spike inhaled , hold the breathe for a moment before releasing the smoke from his lungs.

"What does that mean."

Vicious cut his eyes towards Spike , not moving his head. Those stone cold eyes.

"What do you think of her , any impressions you've gotten I should know about."

Spike drew in another breathe , maintaining his cool aura.

"She's pussy and legs , what can I say , what do you want me to say ?"

Vicious almost smiled , he had described Julia , in a nutshell , a pussy and legs.

"Would you 'fuck' her ?"

Something in Vicious' voice , the way he had said ' fuck' made Spike uneasy. It reminded him or the way he would speak to a victim , before delivering the final blow.

Spike stared out of the windshield and into the snow , as if looking for the answer to his question. There he found the answer , a Warrior had stumbled out onto the street from an alleyway. His choppy black hair hung in his face covering his handsome hazel eyes , that were currently glazed over , due to his drunkenness.

It was obvious he was a Warrior because of the patch on his jackets that clearly said "Warriors"

"Spike."

Vicious' had been distracted also by the Warrior to keep grilling Spike. Both Dragon members knew now what they had to do.

The warrior as carrying a bottle Hennessy close to his side , as though it were precious and he wouldn't dare drop it.

Spike and Vicious crept out of the car and towards the kid , he was unsuspecting as he staggered along , talking incoherently and slurring his word. Both men were sure he was fresh out of a party , and completely drunk out of his mind.

Final the kid stopped taking a look up into the star and giggling about something , he staggered backwards and into Spike.

The boy turned on his heel unstablely about to apologize.

"Sorry bro.."

As soon he saw Spike's face , his already pale skin turn albino , a fear ran through his stomach all the way into his eyes , taking away the glaze look. Suddenly sober the boy turned to run back was caught by his hair by Spike's strong hand.

"It's all good 'bro' we just wanna talk."

Vicious stood readily behind Spike . This was he favorite part of the job , the death. Spike would rarely kill, he left that to Vicious , whom would always drag the fatality out slowly as possible.

Spike slammed the kid against a brick wall , causing he to emit a yelp from his red lips.

The young Warrior shook , this was Fucking Spike and Vicious of 'The Red Dragons' . He knew that his death was only time away .

"Pleas don't kill me ... ."

"SHUT UP !"

Spike easily back handed the boy , sending him into a submissive and tearful silence. The kid was shaking now , Spike was just waiting for he to pee on himself , this kid was scared fuck-less.

"We wanna know about your clan , what are you planning against us."

The Snow was beginning to fall again , the easy snow , so peaceful as it hit the ground settling in a frosty sleep. Vicious looked around , death in serenity were the only words that came to mind when he thought of the scene before him.

The minutes passed as Spike roughly interrogated the kid , slapping him every now and then or punching him.

"I don't know anything else !!! I SWEAR !!! OH GOOD ... HELP MEE!!!!!!!!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP !!!"

A knee flew into the kid's stomached making a small line of blood trail from his mouth. Spike held the boy up as he attempted to double over , he was gasping for breath.

Roughly , Spike dug into the boy's coat pocket , pulling out his wallet.

"So your name is Luke huh ? And look-e here your got a mother and sister , that are here , living on Saturn..."

Spike threw the wallet to the snow and pulled out a picture of a comely looking young girl , her jet black hair that was long and silkily accenting her dangerously blue eyes well. Vicious stepped in , as Spike pushed the pictures close to Luke' face.

"Maybe we could pay them a visit , Spike."

"That would be nice wouldn't it Vicious."

A evil smile crept upon Spike's face as he stepped back letting Vicious work his magic.

In some ways , he left sorry for the kid , he knew the he was going to die. And of course it wouldn't be quick or pretty , knowing Vicious it would be long and painful.

WITH FAYE ( italic's her POV) this is like an hour later.

Come on Faye , just pick up the godamn phone , it's not that hard. Just pick it up and call him , it's not that hard. Just call and talk to him , it not a big fucking dealing.

Faye looked at the phone. Calling Spike , shouldn't have been hard , but Faye was nervous , the thought crippled her.

Dragging herself off the couch in her apartment Faye snatched up the phone and quickly dialed the number , afraid if she wasted any time she would hang up.

Oh my god , why isn't he picking up . Is he hurt or maybe he's at a party. Where the fuck is he!!

Faye rubbed her temple was there was no answer from the phone. Finally she just hung up and stepped away from the phone and began pacing.

He isn't home , maybe he's out doing some mafia shit or whatever.

What if he's hurt , or worst ...

NO ! don't think that , his fine.

He'll call , I know he will , God ! What the hell is my problem I am stressing over a guy !!!

But he's special ... so so special.

Back to Spike-o

His eleventh cigarette was almost out. Vicious always took forever killing people.

Come on Vicious , I 've got better things to do than freeze my ass off and wait for you. I could be getting laid right now ...I could be with Faye right now.

"Vicious , come on , he dead already !!"

Luke was on the ground in a lifeless pile , Vicious standing over him a smoking gun in hand. Blood was smeared all over his face and was beginning to taint the pure snow.

"Come on ! It's late ."

Spike threw down his bud and started walking towards the car , Vicious following him after delivering one more bullet to Luke's brain.

Okay I know it was short , but in the next chapter Spike and Faye finally hook up!! It might take a while for me to get the next chapter up because I am on inter probation because I got a low grade in Science , but I 'LL TRY review !! reviews make chapters come faster !!!