Disclaimer: Unfortunately I am poor and do not own anything important or of any worth unless you count my beat up car...:P...This includes Cowboy Bebop and the song I will Survive by Wild horses.
The apartment was small but comfortable. It was a welcoming haven after a hard day's work. Faye walked through the door and took her shoes off her tired feet. Dropping her bag by the door she strode the few steps to the couch and flopped down with a sigh. "God am I tired. WHY did I ever decide to leave the Bebop, go honest and get a real job?" Because you felt the need to be independent, to go on by yourself without old memories weighing you down.
Faye had led a tumultuous life. After waking up from a cryogenic sleep fifty some years in the future with no memory she had to learn to survive all over again. Upon finding that she had an astronomical hospital bill to pay she panicked. Having a dead friend's debt added to hers didn't help any.
She had no money. No clothes other than those on her back. No transportation. Things she needed to survive.
Thank god for the woman from the shelter who found her. Faye had been huddled under a newspaper trying to stay warm and contemplating the reason for being alive, if this was living. The woman's name was Cindy. Apparently she ran a battered women's shelter on the other side of town. Taking Faye by the shoulders Cindy led her to a car and took her home.
Never had a hot shower felt so delicious to Faye. While sitting at the table over a steaming bowl of soup Cindy apologized that the only extra clothes she had was an old Halloween hooker costume. Faye saw the tiny yellow vinyl outfit and began to form a plan for her future.
Done a lot of things that I'm not so proud of
Took a lot of turns
That turned out wrooong
That's a worn out song
Day by day
Moment by moment
Taking my chances
Trusting my heaaart
It wasn't too smart
In the middle of the night Faye awoke. Moving stealthily she slipped into Cindy's room. Feeling guilty but swearing to repay Cindy, Faye stole her cash card she snuck out into the night.
Looooonelyyyy
Lost as I could be
Knooowing
It's up to me
She spent the day wandering the streets and casing out the local bars. That night her plan went into action. The bar was named Last Dive. Screwing her courage to the sticking point, Faye strolled through the front doors like she owned the place though inside she was shaking like a leaf. Seating herself at the bar she ordered a martini. It wasn't long till the inevitable happened.
I will survive
I will endure
When the goings rough
You can be sure
I'll tough it out
I won't give in
If I'm knocked down I'll get up agaaiin
As long as my dreams aliiiive
I will survive
The man was your average uncouth barbarian to be found in such places. Two hundred and ninety pounds of big, hairy, smelly, drunk barbarian. Big, hairy, smelly, drunk, rich barbarian. The man had been buying rounds for his friends all night and appeared in no hurry to stop.
Lettin go of my bad habits
Hangin on to hope
For better tiiiimees
I'll be fine
Learnin to sleep in the bed that I made
Layin the blame
Where it belooongs
I've gotta be strong
Eying Faye's revealing outfit he walked up to her and made his move. Thoroughly disgusted, Faye steeled herself and let him make his pass. Smiling and laughing flirtatiously with the barbarian, she enticed him into the alley outside the bar. As they walked out Barbarian's friends wolf whistled. With a drunken sneer he gave them thumbs up.
Teeeaaardrops
No one sees but me
I wooon't stop
Cause I'll always believe
Once in the alley Faye had kicked his crotch and bashed the back of his head with a beer bottle. As the Barbarian slumped to the litter strewn ground Faye stole his cash card. Her hand slid down his side and she felt a cold hard bump. Crying softly she investigated further. It was a Glock 30. Faye became naeuseous. This was now her life. That gun would save her life on more than one occasion.
For the next three years Faye learned. She learned to gamble and turned into a poker shark gaining the honorary title Poker Alice. She learned to handle her gun like a gunslinger of olden days. She learned to pilot the Redtail - won in a poker game - like an ace. She learned to be tough, not caring for anyone but herself. She learned to harden her heart and let no one in. She learned about the new world she was living in.
I will survive
I will endure
When the goings rough
You can be sure
Ill tough it out
I won't give in
If I'm knocked down I'll get up again
As long as my dreams aliiiive
I will surviiive
Faye learned to survive.
I will surviiiive
I will
Survive
I wiiiiilllllll survive
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OK, this is my attempt to make what was going ot be a one shot a longer story. I advise to anyone who can find this song to listen to it while reading this chapter. It has an almost haunting beat that sounds like it is crossed with country and 80's rock. Its definitely unique. I think it fits Faye's personality well too. It has strength to it but is beautiful. The words fit well also. Remember, if you want more, please Read and Review! Someone told me that I had a non anonymous reviewer button clicked. I fixed it! REVIEW AWAY!!!