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Tears of the Angels
The sky was dreary and heavy with fog, and the angrily threatened with rain. Little drops of moisture made their presence know on the windshield as Faye revved the engine of her small ship up, and prepared for take off. Jet was in the main control room, looking after her departure to make sure she got off okay. Lately he'd been thinking more with his heart than anything, and was determined to watch over his "family". Spikes death had crushed him in more ways than one, and he was determined to care for whatever little family he had left. Faye's ship hovered over the Bebop a few seconds before zooming off into the horizon. The humidity and moisture in the air did nothing but un-stabilize her ship's computers, but she would be damned if she stayed on the Bebop. She couldn't take another minute more, sitting alone crying on the ship. If Spike had decided to leave her, in her own little way, she was deciding to leave him as well.
As the ship zoomed into the air, it sent poor Ed and Ein, who were in the back seat, into the ship's back wall. Ed giggled and pushed herself off the wall, and poor Ein whimpered like a spanked puppy. Faye, angry with them for not having their seatbelts on, turned around and buckled them in tightly. The poor passengers had nowhere to run to escape the evil Faye's wrath. Ed's face was red from a lack of oxygen and Ein looked as if he moved his whole body would be crushed. Once satisfied that they would not be moving, Faye turned around, and just in time to swerve away from another ship. Ed laughed, and Ein whimpered as the plane took a violent dip and nearly hit a tree. Faye rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath about terrible drivers who don't watch where they're going, and then once again swerved in time to miss another ship.
Ed clapped happily and Ein whimpered and whined as the ship moved and shook about. Faye kept turning around shushing the two passengers hoping for a chance to concentrate for once on her driving. Once they all were settled Faye took a moment to look at her ship. Jet had taken the time out to rebuild it. So now, she had beautiful leather seats and fuzzy yellow dice on her mirror. Her controls where coated with a thin layer of liqui-leather. It was Jet's sad idea of a joke. But at least they were no longer scratched up. She looked at her dashboard as it sparkled. Her speedometer finally worked, and now she could light her cigarettes. The gas meter was full, and the paint on the outside was yellow and new. Everything seemed to be just about perfect, that is, except for the one other thing hanging from her mirror. It was a picture of Spike in a beautiful silver locket she had stolen a few months before he died. Her fingers went to touch it, but she jerked back, scared of the feelings that would come. She didn't need to cry in front of Ed, so she looked away and focused on the air in front of her. But no matter how far away she looked, the sparkle of silver was shining in her eyes.
Finally she landed some hundreds of miles away from the Bebop's location. Grabbing her bag off dashboard, and unloosening her poor victims in the back seat, she set out to have some fun. She managed to find a spot right in front of the mall, for once in her lifetime, and was quickly walking past the small buildings to her prize, the jewelry store. There were bangles in there she had her eye on for a while. They could turn into a dangerous weapon with the flick of her fingers, and she decided a young, weak woman shouldn't be without one. Ed was running and dancing around her legs and Ein was barking and whimpering at her heels. She hated the sound of the two, but simply adored their company. They always clang to her and made her feel important, although those words would never leave her mouth…EVER.
Jet had given her the Bebop's main credit card to do whatever it was she wished. Once the police found the body of Spike and Vicious, they had rung in enough money to make them billionaires. That is before they repaired all the ships. Now, they were only millionaires, if you counted the money they would make in the next few months. She pulled the credit card out her purse and looked at it as they scurried along to the tallest building on the eastern most part of Earth. All the money in the world wouldn't make her happy she thought. Especially since that was the money that was made from Spikes blood. It was only because of him, they had that money. She both hated him and loved him for it. He brought out emotions she never wanted the world to know or see. He took her tough reserve and just destroyed it and everything behind it. She quickly shoved the card back inside her purse and stomped angrily in front of the cartwheeling Ed.
She felt anger and pain well up once again inside her. She hated being like this and yet continued to allow him her feelings…even with his disappearance. Her heart rate rose slowly, but nothing had never felt before. Her mouth became dry with craving. Damn… she needed a cigarette now. Faye suddenly stopped and looked through her bag. Her two companions who were happily bouncing around, finally stopped and few feet ahead of her, and watched impatiently as she took the cigarette out of the box, and placed it between her lips. Taking the lighter Spike had left behind, or should we say, she stole before he died, she lit her cigarette. Faye closed her eyes and inhaled slowly. Her arms were shaking, and she felt she was going to really be sick. The taste of nicotine felt really good, and she enjoyed each minute of it spreading throughout her. Ed getting extremely inpatient sat on Ed and placed her hands on her chin. Ein whimpered but allowed the unruly child her back. The last time Ein tried to go against Ed… well, lets just say she was locked up for a few days by the not so happy Jet.
Faye leaned against the wall of a nearby building as terrible feelings washed over her. She felt sick, cold, nauseous, tired and scared all at once. She didn't know why but she was just suddenly overcome with the need to both throw up and sleep. She slid to her knees as sweat drops suddenly formed on her head. She tried to whisper something to Ed, who was now on her feet and by Faye's side, but the words wouldn't come. Ein, who was stretching and enjoying her back's freedom suddenly, became tense. His hairs stood on the back of his neck and he turned and barked to his left. Then to his right, and he just kept turning and barking. Faye felt the room spinning before her, and Ed felt a slight sense of fear. She called to Ein, who refused to move, rather guarded his back against the same wall Faye was back up against all while barking wildly. Ed unsure of really what more to do, scurried back to the Bebop and radioed Jet for help. Faye had by then fallen over, and was taking in the dusty air from the ground. Ein barked louder and louder but was unable to scare away whatever was frightening him. He followed the invisible fiend over to Faye. Finally he stopped at Faye and barked and barked and barked, as she lay sprawled on the ground.
Faye's rolled over and her face was turned up to the sky. Weakly and she watched as the heavens opened up and deposited raindrops on her face. The skies… were so beautiful. She whispered, with a light tint… of green… like Spikes hair. The rain it smells of him, and the water tastes of him. Faye rolled her head to the side, as Ein continued barking. She felt something brush across her cheek. Something cold… yet warm to the touch. It both scared her, and excited her, as the feelings in her stomach continued to knot over and over. It stayed there for a few seconds, until a tear slid down her face and Ed returned. Sitting beside her Faye Faye, Ed guarded her from the stares of other's as they passed by, all while the crazy mutt barked on the other half of the wall. 30 minutes later, Jet arrived, and carrying them all off the surface off the filthy planet, and in to the filthy air.
On the Bebop
Faye woke up with a bright light in her face and a terrible taste in her mouth. Rolling over, she found the sudden urge to spit out whatever vile thing was in her mouth. She lifted her head weakly, and looked about for something anything. She found a cup by her bed, and reached out her arm to get it. Bringing it to her mouth, she released a mixture of spit, blood, and terrible green stuff. She just as quickly placed the cup on the counter removing it from her sight and senses.
She rested for a few moments… it seems even the easiest of things was taking a lot out of her. She tried to sit up but her body was far from willing so she and tried to call out for Jet. No matter how much she moved her mouth though, it stayed shut and her body began to tremble. She forced herself to turn on her side, and tried to force herself to sit up but her body refused. She forced herself back on her back, and began to look around. Tears welled up in her face, and her breathing increased as she looked for a way to remove herself from that damned bed. Hyperventilation set in as she began to be overcome by feelings from years ago, when she was stuck in that damn hospital and the world was against her. She turned her head back and forth, and suppressed cries, as she begged for a way to get up and get out of that damned white room. Suddenly something brushed against her, and she stopped moving all together. What the hell was that! Her body slowed and she stopped moving all together. She looked up and realized the fan had been on. It was circulating the room, and when it returned to her, she felt that same gentle brush again. She settled back into her bed. What a way to be brought back to reality…with a fan. Faye sat back in bed, and allowed feelings of tired to wash over her. Jet must have knocked her up with some terrible medicine, because next thing she knew, she was cold, and asleep.
The first thing she saw when she was alone in her dreamland was cherry blossoms in a dream like fade of sunshine and pink. How cheesy and corny can you get! Faye sighed angrily at her inner conscious' need for the girlier things in life. She tapped her foot impatiently, and realized that she was barefoot…in dirt. She quietly mourned her pedicure, as she looked further up on her body. She was in a DRESS! Okay now this is too freaky. Faye began tugging at the white gown like dress on her body when she heard something whisper her name. She stopped attacking the indestructible dress and looked around. Nothing but floating cherry blossoms over a field of grass and flowers. She looked back down and felt for a zipper as she heard her name called gently again. This time she looked up and actually saw something. Squinting hard, she saw in the distance… another human. Surely they could release her from this ridiculous outfit. I mean sure she loved dresses, but this? This was something out of Cinderella and she would be damned if she looked like she belonged in the Middle Ages.
Faye lifted her dress and began running to the being. She had to admit running in that dress though, that she felt kinda elegant. The way her pretty pedicured feet looked against the darkness of dirt, the way the dress flowed and billowed behind her, the way her hair flowed about her ears. Damn… she was hot. She saw the being before her and nearly stopped in her tracks. She wished she had stopped because instead she had fell and felt a sharp pain tearing through her side. There was a small gash on her side and she lay on the ground trying to stop the bleeding and stop the pain. Her whole mind was focused on her, and emotions were now focused on her. That is until the being stood before her.
He towered over her, and blocked her light. Although his face was shadowed she could easily tell it was Spike. He was dressed in his normal clothes, making her feel both out of place and delicate. She had hoped to look over his body and remember, but he leaned down and placed his hand on her side, pressing into the wound. She turned her head away in pain, and he helped her stop the bleeding. Her fingers dug into the dirt, and he body convulsed gently. Tears seeped through her eyes and her mind begged for morphine. Suddenly, his hands reached out and touched her cheek, bringing her face back to him. For a moment she forgot all pain and the warmth in his hand overcame her body. Kissing her softly on her lips, he then leaned into her ears and whispered something to her. Faye's bottom lip quivered and her mind began running a mile a minute. Spike removed his hand from her cheek, and standing up, took a cigarette and lit it with his lighter. It was the same one Faye had stolen from him, and she felt shudders go through her. He turned on his heels and walked away from her, leaving her with a hand on her side and tears in her eyes. Suddenly the pain she forgot raced back to her and her eyes went blank for a second. When she was able to refocus, she was staring in Jet's face on the floor in the hallway. He was leaning over her, cigarette in mouth, forcing his hand over a bleeding wound on her side. A slight trace of her lipstick was on his lips, and a trace of red in his cheeks. That was the last thing she saw before she blacked out. As her body drifted in a state of both pain and unconsciousness she heard his words again.
Tears of my angel…See ya soon Space Cowgirl.
Hey i know, i know... Pretty corny ending, but its kinda cute if you think about it . Lol. How did you like the ficcy? How didn't you like it? All can be told and revealed with the simple click of a button, and the taps of a keyboard. But now i must bid you all farewell. So, see ya guys later! Bye