Another chapter... Wow, I haven't updated in like 2 years... I wonder if anyone will still want to read this...

It was dark and cold, extremely cold, the kind of cold where your skin prickles and burns. A man looked at his surroundings and couldn't recognize where he was, or who he was for that matter.

"I see your finally coming to." A raspy voice stated coming from a far corner. The man looked up to see a figure coming toward him. Out of the shadows came many other figures all clad in trench coats and leather boots.

"Where am I?" The man asked, to what appeared to be the leader of the group. At the leaders behest two men walked up to the man and tried to lift him to his feet, but there was a deep uneasiness in the man that told him to fight, causing him to fall back onto the hard ground. He scurried away from the group of menacing men, pushing strands of long purple hair out of his face, and trying to figure out why he was soaking wet.

"If you'd been so adament about finishing off that bitch Faye as you are about staying on the ground maybe you wouldn't have gotten your ass kicked tonight." The leader spat at the man.

"What are you talking about? Who are you? Who the hell am I?"

"Damn, she must have knocked out all your senses. Get up off the floor and I'll make sure to explain everything to you over a hot meal. Oh, yeah and just to make things easier on you, your Gren." The leader of the gang said as he reached out a hand to Gren. Gren reached up to take the helping hand but caught a quick left hook to the chin. He fell back to the ground holding his bruised face.

"And I'm Peril. But, you can call me Sir. And, a bit of advise, next time I send you on a mission you had better complete it or I won't be so nice."

"I can't take this shit! Everything was doing just fine, now all of a sudden women are getting killed, Spike comes back from the dead, and there's some guy out there plotting to kill me!" Faye had obviously reached her breaking point. The sun was starting to creep up over the horizon and nobody had gotten any sleep. "And on top of everything else I have to go to work in two hours!"

Spike and Jet sat silently as Faye went on her tirade. They could tell that she was stressing, what with her hair all over the place and the giant bags under her eyes. Besides this Faye was different from the old Faye, if pushed to far she might really try to hurt someone.

"Um, I know that you are a little worked up, but, you actually work!" Jet asked quietly.

"Fuck you, bitch!" Faye screamed befoe storming out.

Yeah, this Faye was totally different. And the guys got there first chuckle in a long while.

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