Ch 1: Mission Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop if I did I would be filthy rich.

Hey everyone this story was created by me and my friend SetoXSerenity4ever this story is more hers than mine she gave me the idea and wrote most of this chapter but she still gave it to me thats why I love her.So thats why the story was created by both of us.So please enjoy.

Down the streets of Mars an Angel walked by, her black attire blending in with her surroundings. It consisted of black jeans with a matching black overcoat that hid her precious silver guns and her sword. Her black knee high boots hid her daggers.

The cool night air caressed her milky white cheeks. Her emerald eyes scanned for a certain face. She sighed as she walked on, not bothering to stay in one place any longer. But that didn't mean she was of the case. he was cunning and could blend in with any thing...or anyone.His face was always shadowed with his black hood. The only thing that stood out was his eyes... his unusual yet beautiful eyes. One eye was chocolate brown and the other light brown. They were unique and strangely attractive.(She only likes he's eyes)She was getting tired of this routine of always having to hunt him down.

Why couldn't he be good? she complained silently sometimes.

But he was dangerous man and criminal, that didn't deserved to live.

This was the purpose of the angels mission. To find him and execute him, like he did to the innocent people of Mars.

There past encounters were brief and short, always ending with a draw, both weak from sparring. And every battle, ended with a promise; to get rid of each other.

It was obvious to the Angelic Society that these two loathed each other.Her thoughts were interrupted as a soft drizzle fell on her face. She cursed softly, the rain distorting her sight slightly. She grumbled as she looked beyond the now empty streets, using her right hand to use as a visor to shield her eyes from the rain. The wind became harsh, making leaves and twigs scrape her flawless face. The soft drizzle then turned into a heavy storm. Again she cursed(I know angels don't curse but this is my story ;p)

To make matters worse, her long lavender hair swished everywhere. Quickly, she pulled out a rubber band and tied it. Surprisingly, her hair tied into place, only a few strands shadowing her eyes. She set of for him again. Storm or no storm she WOULD find him. It was just a matter of time and when she did find him she would not show mercy.

Every time they fought both of them always ended up in a draw. She was extremely tough; she always did a nice job in leaving him weak and frail. The question was why did she want to kill him.? All the things he did for the syndicate he didn't appreciate, but he owed them a favor. "Damn..." he said, growling.

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