You Gotta Be $%#tin' Me Jet

Ok, this is the last explanitory chapter, I promise, the next one will have some ultimate action, I promise this as well. Anyways, onto the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any characters on it. I have no relation to the creator's or family members of whom I am speaking.

Claimers: Tamochi Shikura, Korey Chenli, and Shang Miyou are mine. As well as the rest of there counter-parts that are coming.

Tip of the day: Do not sue me for monetary products. That is all.

On the northern point of Ganymede, one gang ruled the streets. The leader of this gang, called The Blue Dragons, was Tamochi Shikura. He was a tall thin, pallid man, with shiny black hair tied at the base of his neck, and cheek bones that stuck out and caused deep shadows to catch in his face. Those who looked upon him in a dim light swore they saw the devil working through a man. Which wasn't surprising, because when his deep red eyes caught the light just right, he looked like the devil indeed.

Yet for growing up on the streets, Shikura was a very intelligent man. Horrifyingly intelligent, he knew how to get what he wanted, be it by using any person at his disposal, or by sacrificing human beings for his cause. By the time he was ten, he had already killed eight people, two being his no good parents, and the rest being those who simply stood in his way. Now the thing you should know is, the Blue Dragons were a kind of Syndicate, the Ganymede syndicate if you will. And now Tamochi Shikura was a very powerful man. A man that had horrible ideas, and a man that knew how to make those ideas a reality.

At the moment, he was standing at the top floor in a dimly lit office of the building the Blue Dragon's secretly owned. It was called Gaza Corp, a mob resistance discreetly in disguise to any person of positive authority, such as the police. And so, Tamochi was safe for the time being, safe to dwell in his perfect paradise where he was a savior and demon to the people around him.

"Hurry up, Boy!" Tamochi spat at the young man before him. He had blue spiky hair that struck every direction of the air around it, as well as red tinted glasses that were continually sliding down his frightened, sweaty, face. His name was Korey Chenli, and he was an orphan recruited to Shikura's services. A quite able hacker himself, he had become involved in the Blue dragons for protection, money and a home. Right now he was scared to death.

"I'm trying, I told you the connection is failing, it will do you no good to rush anyway."

The boy winced after saying this, because he felt the cold steel of a gun pressed to his temple, and Tamochi's putrid lips next to his ear.

"Don't tell me what I'm better off doing child, it will be the end of you, I swear it. Now you were given a job, the fact that you're the only ignoramus here that can do it is the only thing keeping you alive. And if you don't think you are capable, you really don't have a reason to live, do you?"

"No sir," the boy gulped, almost choking on the words. He felt a pitiful shame in himself when irrepressible tears rolled down his cheeks after this remark.

Tamochi leaned closer, "Are you afraid?"

"Yes."

"Good," answered Tamochi. "You would be a fool to not be afraid in my presence."

Korey just nodded. Tamochi stood up, and the boy sighed with relief. He was still alive.

His silent rejoice came to early however, because the horrible man spontaneously turned, crashing the butt of the gun against the boy's face. He smiled with satisfaction and the crumpled heap of the child's body fell to the floor unconscious, a thin river of blood running from his cheek.

"Shang!" he roared.

"Yeah boss?"

Tamochi's right-hand man entered, he was more of a man in a half actually. 6ft 9in, with short brown hair, a broad and muscular body, and as many piercings as the human body could accommodate. He was packing too. Laced cartridges were slung over his shoulders and crisscrossing on his chest, there was a knife in each boot, brass knuckles on each hand, and liquid explosives hanging from his belt. Shang Miyou was a man you did not light a match around (if you knew what was good for you that is.)

"Take the boy to the bath and clean him up. When he wakes, give him his options and a demonstration." Tamochi ordered.

"Right away, sir." Shang bowed down on one knee, and then stood up, picking the boy up by the collar on the back of his shirt. The blue-haired kid let out a soft moan but did not wake up. And Shang easily lifted his four foot figure out of the room.

Dodododo dododo (corny cowboy music) Bang!

"Howdy Ya'll! We've got a hefty catch out thar today, don't we pard-ner?"

"Shuck's that's right! And he's a little cutie too!"

Punch looked at his partner skeptically. "Say Judy, isn't that young' un just that? A bit too young for you?"

"It never hurts to dream Sugar!" She said, holding up a headshot of a skinny kid with blue hair, red glasses, and ripped blue jeans that seemed to have been taken from a surveillance graft.

Punch got a kind of sick look on his face, as if he were thinking just what Judy could be dreaming about involving a little kid. Judy got a pouty look on her face after she saw Punch's, then rolled her eyes and went on with what she was saying.

"Anyway for all you cowboys out there with your mind outta the gutters, we've got another hacker on the loose!"

"That's right Judy, we haven't had this much trouble since before Radical Edward disappeared."

"His name is Korey Chenli, and so far he's disabled three star gates, and has the ISSP after him for invading their mainframe ad changing vital personal information on formal leaders."

"And that's not all!" Punch yelled.

"Actually, Hon, it is." Judy corrected.

"No it's not, Judy. You haven't told them how much he's worth yet."

"Aw Garsh! I plum forgot! He's up for a whopping 25 million wulong."

"That's good Judy, now we're outta time, see ya next show Cowboys!"

Ed let out a low whistle. Ein, who was laying next to her, flicked an ear at the sound.

"I guess all computer freaks have a thing for head wear, huh Ed?" Ed looked above her from her spot on the couch, Spike was leaning on the back of it and smiling.

"Ed's not freaky." Edward said in a low voice.

"Yeah you are, kid. But don't take it to heart." Spike answered, still smiling. "Looks like we got a new catch, how 'bout you find out where he is and then come with me to get him?"

Ed's eyes widened at this. "Does Spike-person mean what he says?"

Spike winked and let out a chuckle, "You bet ya little cow girl, now go get that info."

Ed hopped up fast, with arms outstretched at her sides as she squealed with delight.

"Yay! Edward is going to be a cow girl! Yippy ki Yay and Shucks howdy!"

At this she dove over the couch , rolled on the floor, and ran for Tomato, which was sitting in the corner.

Spike could only laugh at her enthusiasm, he shook his head and went to tell Jet where they were going. He assumed he was either in the hanger fixing the Swordfish II, or in the kitchen making his specialty, bell peppers and beef ( minus the beef due to lack of funds).

Not anymore though, thought Spike, We're having beef tonight.

"Jet!" Spike yelled when he entered the hanger. All that could be heard resembling a reply was the sound of someone cracking their head on steel and swearing loudly.

"Dammit!" Jet yelled, "What do you want, Spike?"

"We have a target my man, I've decided to go after him, and I'm taking the kid."

Jet grinned at this under the hood of the Redtail. Of course, Spike couldn't see how pleased Jet was at the fact Spike was doing his part to make the kid happy.

"So who are you after, anyway?" Jet asked curiously.

"It's kind of ironic, actually. But me and Ed are going on a hacker hunt." Spike answered.

"A hacker, really? I haven't heard of a decent one since Edward has joined us. Boy or girl?"

"A little boy, he's kinda short, so he might not be any younger than Ed actually. It's a shame really, when the crime rate has come down to children. His name is Korey Chenlo, or Chenla or something like that."

"Sounds like an easy job," Jet commented. "He's probably not worth that much, is he?"

"You'd be surprised," Spike answered, "25 million."

"Wow," Jet whistled, "That's pretty heavy for a tyke, what did he do?"

"Destroyed a couple star gates and messed with some stuff from your department."

Jet came around Faye's ship and looked at Spike, wiping his hands on a rag and raising one eyebrow in curiosity.

"What do you mean?"

Spike shrugged, "They were sketchy on the details, but it was something like trying to change personal data of ISSP leaders, though I don't know why anyone would want to do that. I sent Edward to get more information before we go."

Jet's jaw contracted a grim look. "That's kind of shady, don't you think? What would a child need involving the ISSP? You would think if he was trying to make a difference, or bust someone out, then he wouldn't be bothered with the data of ISSP members. Unless of course, he's working for a higher power, that needed someone with skill but of no great importance to deal with things. But was also easily disposed of. Was there information of any other associate or operation?"

"No," said Spike, "It was just about that one kid, they gave a description, but nothing on where he was last seen, his age, his status, or even where he comes from."

Jet thought about this for a moment, rubbing his jaw in contemplation, "I don't like this, I don't like it at all."

"Still," said Spike, "It's just a kid, how much trouble can he be?"

"A lot under the right people. Take Faye with you."

Spike stared in disbelief, "You gotta be shitting me Jet! I'm already taking Ed, it's only a child, what the hell do I need Faye for?!"

Jet sighed, "Just as an extra precaution."

Spike shook his head, "No, no way, I'm doing this for Ed, and so we finally have some decent protein-based food around here. I am not dealing with Faye too!" he turned at this and started to walk away.

"Spike!" he stopped in mid-step.

"Please Spike, I just have a really bad feeling about this, don't you think that it's all a little too easy?"

"I think it's convenient."

"I think it's wrong, please Spike, take Faye."

"Fine! But this is a wasted effort, she's gonna be a bitch about it, her and Ed will get in a fight, and do you know who I'm going to blame, Jet? I'm going to blame you."

"Fine Spike, just be careful."

Spike snorted at this and walked out of the hanger in a grudge.

I am on a roll today, Jet thought to himself before he went back to work on the Red Tail, he was sure Faye would need it.

A/N: I am finally getting to the BANGS! and BOOMS! And it will be oh so much fun. Here are some responses to people kind enough to reveiw.

MalletWielderOfDoom: Ed will be safe, and anyone that does anything to her will have to pay the price, rest assured. Becuase it is simply the best, and in this story I am God! Whohaha.Thanx.

OsuwariTetsusaiga: I am trying the hardest out of anything else to be true to the show, Edward is my favorite character, but I don't want to write something stupid without the other hilarious character dialogue. Thank you.