Guerre Froide
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It had been almost three days since Faye had seen Spike. He had finally let her got home, but after that they hadn't spoken. She wondered if that was it or not. She hadn't told Jet about it either, wanting him to get his hopes up about something like this.
She sighed as she made her way up to the doors of the casino to go to work. She finally went back yesterday getting an earful from Liam about him having to cover for her. In all honesty she really didn't care; she was too preoccupied with other life issues.
As she walked through the doors she felt the regular cold breeze and the same loud voice of Emma yell across to her. "Faye!" ugh, and people said she was loud.
She smiled anyways; she really did love this girl. "Hey" was all she said turning to Emma. "Hey! So are we still on for tomorrow night? Movie fun!" Faye's eyes widened in surprise, her forgotten already.
"Oh! Yeah, of course!" she said in reply. "Yay! Okay then let's get to work!" Emma said running off to put her uniform on.
"Yay, work" was all Faye said before retreating to do so herself as well.
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Spike had finally read over all of the letters that had been sitting on his desk from the "enemy" he rubbed his chin and sat back as he continued to read the most recent one.
'What the hell does this mean?' he asked himself. The guy kept saying stuff like, you did this, and I'll get you, it sounded like some cheesy movie. Though he didn't really believe these people were actually going to do something. They should be smarter than that, no in their right mind would mess with the Red Dragons.
That's the way it just is, that's the way it always been since the year 2015. For 58 years they were the "big ones." Even though, the Black Ravens were high up on the list as well.
He continued to think about what exactly this meant. Were they going to attack, and if so when? He sighed; it was already getting late and didn't feel like taking care of these matters at the moment.
'Well, whatever happens happens.'
Just as those thoughts left his mind he heard a knock at his door, just by the sound of it, it sounded urgent. "Come in" he stated to the person. The door opened to reveal Samuel.
"Hey, how you holdin' up?" he asked. "Fine I guess, what's going on?" Spike responded.
"Well we were getting some weird signals earlier, as if someone was trying to hack into the security system. Spike raised an eyebrow at that. "are we still getting them?" he asked.
"no, they go off and on, but the last one was maybe 30 minutes ago maybe. It's a little fishy to me." Spike sat up with a sigh and leaned his elbows on the desk in front of him. "Look, you are probably just being paranoid, I'm sure everything is fine."
Samuel leaned back on the desk. "yeah, maybe, or maybe not. I think we should keep an extra good watch tonight. Don't you think?" he said to Spike as he crossed his arms. "If you feel the need to I won't stop you."
Samuel nodded and began to exit. "you watch out to Spike, I don't have a good feeling."
Spike nodded as well. "Sure"
He sat back again then stood to take a walk around the building. After a few moments of walking he decided he was walking around too many people for his liking, so he began to walk up to the roof.
Once he was there, he stood at the railing looking out to the sea of lights and people. You really could see everything from there, his thoughts began to urge at him, as the thought of various things.
Faye all of a sudden popped into his head. He really hadn't expected the women to be her; hmm good to know she was the same stealing cheating Faye though. Even so she seemed different as well, on the outside she looked the same besides her minor physical changes, but for some reason he felt she as whole was changed.
He didn't really know how to put it. She seemed like she was free, happier, like she found the reason for her life. 'Lucky bastard.' Spike thought to himself. How come someone like Faye could accomplish this within 2 years not including the 3 before that and he hadn't been able to within the past 9 or 10 years.
He didn't know how she did it. Her being in his mind began to bring other thought to him; he remembered what it was like to be on the Bebop with her, Jet, the dog, and the kid. He never got sentimental about things like that or anything for that matter, but that was one thing he wasn't afraid to say he missed.
That was the only place he really ever felt real. Somewhere to really be himself, even though when his true self would start to show, his stubborn ass would ruin and hide it behind some kind of snide remark. Instead he spent his time chasing down a dream that he knew would never be real instead of chasing down something that could have been real, and the worst things was it was right there in his grasp.
He gave a sad smirk to himself as he reminisced, he began to take out his cigarette and light it when he heard a loud swoop just above. He raised a brow and looked up to see two planes flying above the roof of the Red Dragon building. His cigarette fell from his mouth as he realized 'those aren't our plains.' Just then he heard a large sound as if something was going to be unleashed and he broke a run for the door of the roof. Just as he was about to approach it he heard a loud bang and turned to see a bomb had been dropped on to the west wing. He jumped for protection as it was going to blow any second.
He covered his head as large pieces went everywhere, as soon as it was over her ran as fast as he could back into the building to grab what weapons he could and find his team. When he entered the main wing he saw nothing but havoc and orders being shouted with a mega phone by Samuel to evacuate.
Once everyone noticed him there they began to question him on what to do. He walked up to Samuel and took the mega phone as he began to speak. "Listen to Jameson here, using Samuel's sir name, evacuate, but I want the flight crew up as soon as possible. I want you to take those bastards out, and I mean good and quick, sounds like they're about to drop another bomb soon, everyone else get into your stance and fighting group and do all you can to take out the invaders. If you are in neither of these things I called out I suggest you get the fuck out of doge. Now!" he said before handing it back and making sure everyone was listening.
He found Ricky in the crowd and asked him. "The people in the west wing, what's going on there?" he asked in a serious low tone. "I don't know sir we haven't sent anyone yet." He replied. "well send your crew in there now and find who you can, there are defiantly dead people there, find any survivors you can." He said with a final nod.
"Yes sir, I'll go now." Replied Ricky with a nod as well and went on his way as fast as he could. Just then they began to hear doors and windows being broken down and in came a group of men and some women shooting and fighting anyone in their way.
This meant one thing, someone was declaring war, and he knew just who it was.
The Black Ravens.
He fought his way to the front watching left and right as many of his people were getting taken out. He didn't even care at that moment that he was getting punctured and shot at left and right as well; he just wanted to meet the man behind all of this shit. He fought, shot, and kicked his way through moving just like water, relaxed the whole time.
Once he was outside he found his ship and went up. As he was approaching their flight leader they dropped another bomb on the south wing. Most people were in the north wing. Sooner or later they would figure that out. He looked down to see panicking by standers on the sidewalks running for their life. Just what the hell was going on?
He went straight forward with complete determination on his face, no one did this to them, he was straight PISSED OFF.
Swerving and turning through the sky he took out three ships before getting to the captain. The other crews were taking care of all the other plains and ship evolving around. Without warning another ship from the enemy smashed into his tail. "Shit!" Spike yelled out with a grunt. He needed to see who it was.
He gave another hard grunt as the flight captain of their cavalry began to shoot at him. Glass broke and shot to his face and a large shard got his left shoulder. That didn't stop him though; he began to shoot back and took out another ship while at it. He didn't stop, shooting at whatever wasn't his. He finally got a chance to hit the speaker and get in touch with this mystery fighter.
"Alright just who the hell is this?" he asked stiffness showing in his voice. He got no answer until he asked again.
"I said who the hell is this! Are you Julius Airoide!?"
"Well, I am surprised you haven't noticed Mr. Spiegel, yes it is me and let me tell you, this is not the last time you will be seeing me. Until next time Spike Spiegel, but do let me finish." Just as he said this, he set a last bomb on the north wing.
Spikes eyes widened in surprise. "You just killed your own people!" Spike shouted. "Yes I did, but you see this isn't about family and caring, it's about taking care of business. See you soon Spiegel. And with that he and his crew flew off too fast for him to say anything. Spike sighed processing what just happened. Soon he and his crew began to fly down. People started flooding out of the ships and began to run to the building wanting to see the damage. He slowly walked over lighting another cigarette.
He looked upon the damage and there was no doubt everything was gone and ruined. He put his Jericho in its slot in his jacket as he sat on a big piece of concrete. As he did this he heard someone run over to him.
He turned to find Ricky running towards him out of breathe. He felt a little more relief to see him alive. "Spike, Spike" he said trying to catch his breath. "What is the damage Smith?" Spike asked him. "We lost a lot, but we also got a lot out in time as well, we took care of the invaders. What's going on is it from the letters?" he finally said once he caught his breath.
"I got it" Spike Standing to get everyone's attention. Once he had it he grabbed the mega phone from Michele, "there really is nothing to say other than we are at war now. I know we lost people and out home, but there is nothing we can do about that, what's done is done and you knew that the second you joined this god forsaken syndicate. What I need are people still willing to fight, because we're not going down without one. No, I think I'm about ready to kick some ass. So if you're still in I need you at Base 5 tonight. That is our most private one; it will take them a while to find it. So that's all I can say, head out now unseen by small groups, do NOT be followed. You have been trained well enough, don't blow this shit you hear me! Go, I'll meet up as soon as I can." And with that he was off the mic and on his way.
"Wait, Spike! Where are you going? Do we just send them off like you said." Asked Eric who came to stand by him. "that's the plan, didn't I just say that." He said through clenched teeth.
"Okay, well where are you going? You're injured!" He said. Spike just sighed "I'll be fine. You worry about the rest!" he said one last time before walking on.
He didn't even know where he was going, until he thought of something, someone. He walked some more and later found himself at a doorstep. Soon he collapsed and fell right against it and all went black.
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Faye finally got off of work; she had to work a double shift because of what she had already missed. She got off of her ship as she began to approach her apartment door. "Shit, I forgot to leave the light on out her." She said to herself, now she had to search for her keys in the darkness.
"Ah, yes!" she said once she found them, as she began to open her door she heard a semi loud groan from her left. She slightly jumped pulling out her gun. "Who's there!" she practically yelled. She looked around once she noticed it was Spike.
'wha, what the hell! Spike?" she asked going towards the figure. She pulled out her lighter and walked up to him to see if she was seeing right. It was him alright, and all beat up at that.
She sighed. "I guess I have no choice, some things never change huh?" she said to herself. "Okay, come on Spike, get up" she said trying to get a response out of him, but she got nothing. "damn." She tried to lift him but he was too heavy. He started to be aware of what was happening when he helped her hold himself up. He was still half unconscious though.
She finally got in and laid him on the sofa, or what part of him could fit there. She turned on the light then really looked at him.
"What the hell happened to you, and you say I'm trouble." With that she went to get her first aid kit and the things she would need to clean him up.
She stripped him of his jacket and shirt setting it to the side and began to tend to his wounds. Soon she was finishing up as he began to mumble things. She even heard her name almost a few times. She looked at him again this time noticing a scar on his lower abdomen that ran from the top left to the bottom right. She couldn't help but trace it with her finger. 'So this must be where he got him.' She thought.
She sighed and stood up pushing some of his hair back.
"sleep well cowboy." She whispered then went to her own room.
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OMG! Okay well sorry if the fight was kind of lame… I'm really bad at that but I hope it was still slightly enjoyable! Anyway I just finished seeing the last ep. Of cowboy bebop…AGAIN! And I cried so much!...AGAIN! hehe... anyways now I have full inspiration again, I was watching the whole series all over again so I could get better inspiration for the stories. So don't worry it will get a lot better! And I Spike and Faye stuff will be coming soon! So thanks and please R&R!
-animefreak96
