When I left her there at the Bebop, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl. After all, we were in the same predicament, it seemed. Both of us had a lost past and nothing to gain. That's probably why we were appealed to bounty hunting. The perfect way to feel special was to gain money on some other person's life. We were lowly, cold, human beings. Human beings that probably didn't deserve to live.

But, I couldn't think about sentimental things right now. I had other things to do. Like resolve my past now before everybody that I once cared about ended up dead. So, I was really doing Faye and Jet a favor. They just didn't know it.

Spike walked up to the building that he had once loved. It soon became a building he hated, despised. That was why he had wanted to run away with Julia in the first place. But, that was a part of a past that kept haunting him day by day. It had to come to a stop.

The first step he took into the building, he knew that nothing was going to kill me. No matter how much the men were trying to stop him, only he and Vicious knew that the only one that was going to kill Spike, was Vicious. Likewise, only Spike could kill Vicious.

The building became a war zone. Instinctively, Spike knew exactly where to shoot and how to get through the building without being hurt. Racing up to the elevator, he rode it to the top most level it would allow him to go. Preparing for an attack, he decided to hide in the elevator.

As the elevator door opened, he could feel the confusion of the people out in the hallway. He waited for what seemed like hours, before a guy came in to check to see if any of their shots that they had fired into the elevator had hit their target. Spike came crashing down on the guy from the top and shot mercilessly at the others. After all, the words: Only Vicious can kill me, kept running through his minds, causing him to think that he was as invincible as Superman himself. The elevator close to him opened, and he quickly took aim.

"Shin! Where's Vicious?" he barked after noticing the boy. He looked almost identical to his brother, Lin, who had died at the hands of Vicious months ago. He hadn't meant to sound so mean, but the thought of having his past settled once and for all made him impatient. There was no time for a friendly hello.

Shin seemed to have understood. "On the top floor. This way." They ran up, and recklessly turned a corner. If only they were a bit more careful, Shin needn't have been shot by the person standing in the hallway.

"Shin!" Devastated, and full of anger, Spike quickly dodged the oncoming bullets and kills Shin's murderer. "Shin!"

Shin's breathing had become irregular, and Spike knew that the end was coming for his friend. "Please defeat...Vicious...Actually...I wanted you to come back..." With those final words, Spike devastatedly watched his friend pass away.

No tears were shed for the loss. It seemed to him that he was deprived of tears a long time ago. Although it hurt him, he kept on going, more determined than ever to kill Vicious.

- - -

With Spike gone, Faye didn't know what to do with herself. Jet was of no use. Every time she mentioned his name, he grunted and said that he was an idiot. Her tears were gone now, but she couldn't help but wonder where he was going.

"Tell me, where's he going?" she finally demanded.

"By 'he', are we talking about the idiot?" Jet grunted from his banzai tree. Since Spike had left, he had departed into his little room full of banzai trees and barely said a word. Faye was silent, but looked determinedly at him. He didn't need to look at her to see her expression, he felt it. There was another little snap, from a branch he trimmed off and then, "I'll take your silence as a definite yes. Alright. If you want to get killed from that idiot's past, go ahead. He'll be at Red Dragon Headquarters. I suppose I'll be having to go there to pick up my Hammerhead...I'll meet you there in a few hours."

She smiled at him. "Thanks." she softly said as she left to get Spike.

- - -

I kept running until I came upon the main chamber. I burst open the door, and then there was a sudden explosion. The ceiling came down, and I could clearly see all the stars. They looked like diamonds. That's when I saw him. He came down from this stairway that I hardly noticed was there.

"So you are finally awake. I told you before, Spike...that I am the only one who can kill you." my old comrade told me venomously.

I had put up with enough. "I'll return those words back to you, Vicious."

"Either way, we were destined to end up like this."

I was seeing red. I didn't want to listen to him. Because of him, my life had been ruined. There was little hope for it to turn back, but if he was there, I wouldn't be able to enjoy it. No, he had to die. I didn't wait for his words to sink into my head, so I ran up the stairway. Our weapons clashed, sending sparks.

He cut me twice. Stupid katana of his. I finally dodged another attack and shot that katana of his out of his hands. Adrenaline was running in my veins, and I hadn't realized we were fighting so close to each other until my hand landed on his fallen katana, while his hand was on the barrel of my trusty gun.

"Julia passed away...Let's end it all." I said before I knew what was coming from my mouth.

"If that's your wish."

I'll tell you, I'm old fashioned, I never harm my enemy while he's down. I suppose that'd be my downfall, huh? Either way, he got his katana back. I shot him in the chest, as I tried to dodge his attack. Luckily, I hit him, unluckily, he hit me. But, I suppose it was inevitable. I heard his body fall to the ground, and then I felt my own warm blood spilling from my gut. This was how I was to die.

The never ending sky looked so beautiful. I looked at it, while recalling Julia's last words. They were 'this is...a dream...'

I agreed with her, telling her it was nothing but a bad dream. We'll all see each other in hell together soon anyway. We'll all be reunited.

The sun was rising when Spike finally descended into the main lobby of the headquarters. The men were confused. Apparently their leader was dead, so they didn't know what to do now. They watched with never ending confusion as Spike staggered down, holding his bleeding gut.

He pointed his index finger at them, smiled mischievously and said, "Bang..." With that, he fell to the ground.

The door burst open and in came a purple haired vixen. She ran to the stairs, yelling one name, "Spike!" Her face was already tear stricken, she was worried that she had been too late. It seemed fate didn't want her to be happy, but she had to give it another chance. The both of them had to be given a second chance...

A/N: I didn't think this chapter was going to take so long. But then I realized that I forgot the last few minutes of the show, so I went script hunting. It was a bit difficult to write all of this chapter in third person, so I decided it'd have a nicer effect if it was written in Spike's point of view as well. I hope it worked out well. I'd like to thank mitora jesus-freak, jadedghostgurl, Teila, and XHatori-SohmaX for writing those wonderful reviews! I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter, and I hope you enjoy this chapter as well! I'll try not to take as long, but I'm trying to balance four or five stories, and a website. Things can get a bit hectic...Anyways, I appreciate it when people review. (hint, hint)