Disclaimer I don't own cowboy bebop or the name vash. Vash is a character I made myself tho. I am just using the name.

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"You think this will work?" Faye asked. She was wearing a long brown cloak with a red stripe on the bottom of it.

"Why wouldn't it?" jet replied. him and spike were wearing the same thing. But spike also had a large straw hat that covered his eyes as he sat next to jet in the front seat. He had one leg dangling off the cart freely. Jet was still having a hard time controlling the horses that pulled that cart along. The swordfish was in the back of the cart. Faye was standing up leaning on the front guard of the cart so she could be almost between jet and spike.

"First of all I think we are kind of suspicious with a ship in the back of our cart. Second we don't exactly look like people from around here." Faye said.

"Wanna bet on that?" jet replied turning his head just enough to see Fayes face.

"100 pounds of gold says I'm right." Faye said

"Your on." jet said "you want in on this spike?"

"Sure. I will put my money on it works." Spike said groggily

That is when about half a dozen of vash's men came over the hill on horse back with their sword or bow drawn. They were yipping and shouting. Jet looked back to see what was up with all the noise when his calm puzzled face turned to fear induced as an arrow flew past his head. He reared the horses up and they started to gallop as fast as they could with the heavy cart. This sudden jump made Faye fall back on her butt

"Hey watch what you are doing up there." she shouted. Two arrows then landed almost right on where she had been standing.

Spike just sat there calm collected with his leg over the edge the same as he had been before they showed up. Only now there was an arrow sticking threw the very top of his hat.

"Spike get up and do something about them!" jet shouted at him as he tried to steer the spooked animals.

"I already did" spike said as he yawned. Jet had a confused look on his face. Then there was an earsplitting explosion and all the soldiers were either blown apart, injure, or throw off their horses which ran away if they could.

"Oh I see. So the grenades still work. But how did u know?" he said

"I didn't" spike said as he started snoring.

After a while they reached what looked like a fort. It's walls where made of wooden poles that were stuck into the ground and welded together by small steel strips. There were small slits in the wall for archers to shoot from. The only entrance was a large steel gate with two guards on each side of it. As the cart approached the fart they were stopped by the guards.

"Who are you?" one of the guards asked.

"I'm jet. This here" he nudged spike "is my partner spike. The bitch back there is faye." Jet said

"First and last names please" the guard said

"oh jet black, spike spiegel, faye valentine." Jet said

"are you new here?" the guard asked

"yes we are." The gate then started to rise.

"just go straight down this road and stop at the town center. They will register you there." the guard said as he pointed down the street

"thanks." jet said as the animals started to move down the bustling street.

"do you have a smith around here?" spike asked without moving

"yes we do it is right next to the town center." The guard replied

"what's up with the smith thing?" jet asked softly

"gonna see if he can get our old relic guns to fire." Spike said. There was then a gun next to his head.

"you might as well see if he can get mine to work too." Faye said. She then sat back down after noticing that all the guys where staring at her. And their wives or girlfriends had an angry evil look as they noticed their husbands or boyfriends staring

Vash had snuck into the base while the three of them distracted the guards. He had put on some normal cloths he wore his other cloths underneath incase of emergency. Now it is time to see how good these guys truly are he thought as he dashed threw the shadows. He entered the bar everyone turned to look at him. "I'm looking for a few men to do a job for me!" he said so everyone could hear him. "what kind of job?" a voice came back. "nothing hard just a good pounding on a new guy in town. He owes me some money and I need to claim it."

A few men stood up at that time. A few more stood up a little slower. "How do we know you have the kind of cash needed to buy our services?" one said. Most had a few battle scars from knifes or sword. They all had cut off the sleeves to their shirts. So you could see their muscle's bulge as they moved.

Vash then pulled a small bag from his belt and threw it on the nearest table the table cracked where the bag had landed. He pulled the leather tie off of it and let some of the gold coins fall off onto the table. "is this enough for a down payment?" Vash said a bit of annoyance creeping into his voice.

"you just bought yourself some men." a few more men stood up as they saw the gold. The man said with a smile.

"So what can you do with them?" spike asked

The blacksmith was an older man of about the age of 50. He wore blue jeans that had black spots and burn marks all over them. He also had on a white shirt and a shabby brown throw over fire proof vest. He was bald. Spike guessed that it had either caught on fire or died from the heat and smoke. He was constantly covered in a layer of sweat when he was working. "Well considering this thing is probably worth more then my whole shop I guess I could take a look at it." the old man said. He set the gun down on a table and studied it for a bit from different angles. He then stood right next to the table and fast as a blink of the eye the gun was in parts scattered over the table. "That was easy." He said almost surprised. He then reassembled the gun bit by bit. "There ya go." He said handing the gun over to spike. He had a giant smile on his face. "Now don't count on that. Save it for a last resort."

"Thanks old man. Oh wait a second I have another one you can work on if you would." Spike said.

"Sure but this one will cost you." The old man said.

"I knew it was to good to be true." Spike slapped a hand onto his forehead and whipped away the sweat. "So how much we talking?"

"How much you got?" the old man replied

"nothing." Spike said as he pulled his pocket inside out.

"Well then I will make you a deal. You help me out with some of the work and I will fix the gun for you." The old man said

"Deal. What's your name anyways?" spike said

"Duhan. And you are?" said duhan. He then took a pair of large metal prongs that looked like they could tare out a giants tooth and stuck a piece of metal into the furnace with them.

"Spike. Nice to meet you duhan." He said as they shook hands "I think your metal is ready."

"Huh? Oh right." Duhan then pulled the metal out of the furnace and set it on the forge. "Can you hand me that hammer over there?" spike grabbed the hammer and handed it to duhan. He then started to hit the metal at such a speed that the hammer was a blur and spike didn't even want to know how hard it was hitting it just from the amount of sparks that were flying. He helped him for about an hour. In that hour they made almost 9 swords and 3 hilts.

"That is enough help. Hand me that other gun and I will see what I can do about it." duhan said. Spike pulled out the gun and handed it to duhan. Once again he studied it from different angle and disassembled it in the blink of an eye. "Ah so they are different weapons I see" he then started to put the gun back together piece by piece. "Same as the other one save it for an emergency." He said after swiping some sweat off his face.

"Thanks duhan." Spike said he walked out of the building. He headed for the cart the three of them had rode in on.

Just as he got there 8 men stepped out of the bar. They looked around as if they were lost then they noticed spike. "Hey you come over here!" one of them shouted.

Spike just ignored them and sat back into the cart and put the hat back over his face. By this time they had come over to the cart. "Get down here and fight us."

"You're not my kind of fish" spike said. Then one of the guys grabbed his foot and attempted to pull him down just to have his other foot come crashing into his face. The man fell down onto the ground spike was now standing up. He jumped down onto the mans chest. The man started hacking up blood then died.

Spike then threw off the hat and cloak revealing his blue cloths that he was accustomed to. He stood there one hand in his pocket all cool and calm. "Bring it on."

The first man charged and was granted a jab to the gut and a kick to the side. He fell to the ground and curled into a ball. Cursing threw his clenched teeth.

The other just stood there in amazement until one of them said "he is just one man he can't take all of us down." A few of them slowly nodded in agreement.

"well if I' am only one guy why aren't you attacking?" spike said kind of shrugging as he finished that sentence. Just as he finished 3 of the men attacked him. One hit spike square in the face the other 2 missed their target. Spike then countered the punch with a kick to the balls. The other 2 men had already caught their balance and were on the attack again. This time spike did a back flip over them spun around and slammed their heads together.

Another one charged at him from behind and grabbed him around the gut. He then attempted to throw spike. But spike grabbed his arm and used the man as an anchor once he landed on his feet he threw the large man into the other 2.

"Never do that again" spike said

Vash watched the fight from his hiding spot in the shadows.

"Never do that again!" spike said. Look at those fools run. "You heard me Vash. Never do that again spike was then looking exactly where Vash was hiding." What how could he know I was here?

Vash seemed to materialize out of nowhere as he steeped into the light. He had his half smirk again. "Good job spike. I just wanted to make sure you were the right people for this job."

"What are you doing here?" spike said

"Whatever I please." Vash replied trying to hold back his anger.

"Where is the guy you sent us out after? You might want to hurry and tell me people are starting to come out of hiding." spike said

"That's for you to find out." Vash replied. He then disappeared back into the shadows.

Great spike thought sarcastically. Spike looked around at all the guys on the ground till he found on that was in sufficient shape to talk. He was trying to crawl away. Spike walked over and stopped his foot right in front of the mans face. That made him slowly look up into spikes smiling face. Spike then grabbed the man's collar and hoisted him up so his feet weren't touching the ground. "Where is the one in charge?" spike said

"He is in your ass you son…" the man spat out before spike landed a punch to the gut and the mans face twisted with agony.

"I'll ask you one more time before I lose my temper." Spike said. His face suddenly becoming almost twisted in anger and anticipation of the kill.

"He is in April city." The man said.

"thanks." spike said he then snapped the mans neck. Can't have anyone knowing what we are doing around here or it will become very difficult. He then put on his brown cloths and hat and sat in the cart. The guards finally got there to carry away the bodies.