The Fine Print:
I do not, unfortunately, own Cowboy Bebop. The only thing I own is Celest Knight. This has probably been done... so if it has I apologize. On with the show:
Prologue

"You did a great job Celest...this last assignment...I'll be honest with you, I didn't think even you could pull it off." Said Alex, her boss. He had shifty eyes, and they were especially hard for her to read. She had a hard time trusting him...then again in her business she didn't trust anyone. He also had a personality that was quote, "off the charts." He could be your best friend in one instance and your worst enemy the next.


"Thank you," she replied sweetly...that's what her boss liked, she would do her job, and then act innocent, like she wasn't a cold-blooded killer. Then she would leave and nearly vomit from having to put on such a show. But the pay was good and being an assassin was exhilarating so she stayed with it.


"I will inform you when your next hit comes up. Until then..."he trailed off, pausing to stand up and walked to Celest. He was about three inches taller than she, and so when he stood on front of her, she had to tilt her head up so she could look into his face. "You know...I've always wanted you..." he stopped, putting his hand on her ass.


She could have ripped him apart, killed him in less than three seconds, but the show was still going on, so she endured it. She giggled quietly... "puke," she thought. Why did she do this to herself, was she really that desperate for money? She lowered her head and pretended to blush, smiling shyly. He moved his free hand and lifted her chin, she looked into his eyes, she hadn't noticed before but had to admit that he had nice eyes...a beautiful shade of dark blue that contrasted well with his dark brown hair. But that didn't change the fact that he was a lecherous bastard.


He slowly bent his head down, preparing to kiss her...
"Alex..." she pretended to be speechless. Then there was a quick knock on the door and his secretary entered...
"Oh! Sorry, I didn't mean to disrupt you..."She said with a quick pang of jealousy running across her face. It was no secret that they had slept together but that didn't make her any less of a Godsend. Alex pulled away quickly. She still didn't know what she would have done, had he actually kissed her. She could probably guess though... kick the shit out of him.
She laughed and smiled inwardly.
"Oh Jenny," he said smoothly, "What is it?" " A mister Jansen is here to see you." "Ah! Okay, thank you Jen." He replied.
"Well, I guess I should get going... long day ahead of me." Celest said as though she was disappointed. "Of course..." Alex said running his hand through his mop of hair and walked over to his desk. He then handed her the check for her services. He winked and she smiled again, then turned on her heel and walked out of the room.


She closed the door and made her way out of the tall building. "How did he become the CEO of this computer software company?" She asked herself. Which brought her to her next question... she "worked" for a software company. How did that work? She never really got information on the people she was to hit. Only that they had make a "mistake," and she was to rectify that. She wasn't paid to ask questions though, so she just did it.


Her musings were interrupted when she found herself right next to her car. She drove a Maclaren F1. It was sleek and black. She had equipped it with all kinds of gadgets, guns, and explosives and had done work on the engine with all kinds of illegal parts. She usually paid off the cops if they ever got the nerve to pull her over.


Rummaging in her purse, her fingers wrapped themselves around her keys. She got out her remote and unlocked her car. Suddenly she felt a vibration and heard a ringing from her purse. Before the first ring was finished she had her cell phone out and had it answered.
"Hello?" she asked timidly. "I have a job for you..." a man's voice said quietly into the phone. "Who is this?" Celest asked because she didn't recognize the voice. She kept her own voice low and calm. She never let herself show and sign of weakness. "You don't need to know... yet." Was his reply, "I want you to meet one of my employees at 10:00 p.m. this evening at Café Monet." He said in the same quiet voice. "What if I decline?" Came her smug reply.


All of a sudden she felt a cold metal object at the base of her neck. "We insist..." Said a man's voice from behind her, then she heard the quiet "click" as he cocked his gun...

A/N: Cliffhanger...Ooooo! Anyway, Please read and review, tell me if I should go on...or just quit while I'm behind? Flames accepted... This is a Vicious/ OC (Celest) story...may also contain some Spike/Faye. Who knows???