I OWN NOTHING BUT THE STORYLINE AND CHARACTERS YOU DON'T KNOW FROM THE MANGA/ANIME!

There's no doubt in my mind that I'll be writing Cowboy Bebop, I can't leave Spike out of the love game I'm playing! 3

Chapter Fifteen

Demon's Eye

People judge people. Lives are cut short because of someone's personal logic. Mothers, fathers, friends…entire pasts instantly vanish. But should this take place at the whim of one individual? A beautiful woman stood before the corpses of the Roderick Thieves. She told me that she had merely cleaned up some useless garbage. Dominique the Cyclops told me to think of it as spring cleaning.

"You know, I've always loved his music."

"So have I. How long has it been? 6 years?"

"I believe it has. My goodness, time does fly, doesn't it?"

"Especially when you're having fun."

Legato Bluesummers gave a frown as the two women beside him continued to speak. Whenever the two of them got together they would always talk about Midvalley's music. He understood Sylvia talking about her husband's music, but for Eryn to do the same…Legato didn't know if he liked that too much or not.

"Aww, don't frown, Legato," Having sensed his mood, Eryn had turned to him. "You know you're my favorite."

Sylvia gave a chuckle. "He knows that, he's just being moody because we're waiting for everyone else." Legato didn't reply and continued to eat. Sylvia leaned in closer to the two of them. "So, you saw her right? How was she?"

Eryn paused, a frown coming to her face. The subject of...HER was always sensitive to her. She didn't know who was more upset, her or Mai.

"The Bladed Siren is not who she used to be. Being with the Typhoon has...clouded her judgment."

Sylvia gave a sigh. "Then we just have to do something about that then, don't we?"

"She's still there, though," Eryn continued like she hadn't heard the other woman. "I can see her...she's still the same inside. The moment we free her from the Humanoid Typhoon then we'll have her back."

Sylvia gave her friend a smile. "Then the sooner we free her the better."

Sylvia was a young woman with short blonde hair and green eyes. Dressed in a light, rockabilly striped, short summer dress and matching boots, she wore a golden cross around her neck and a pair of white gloves. There was a instrument case at her feet; the case for her husband's saxophone.

The group was currently in a city named Jeneora Rock and were waiting on the arrival of a few friends; the members of the Gun-Ho Guns. Midvalley had decided to take up his sax and pass the time with his music as the group gathered. He and his wife Sylvia were the first to appear.

"We'll get her back; both of them are very adament on wanting her to return to them." Legato decided to comment. "I have a feeling that doing so will be fun."

"If you say so, Mr. Legato, then I'll believe it." She glanced around the room again. "I say, where are Mai and Rai-Dei? They're normally the first ones here."

Before she could get a reply the doors were shoved open, allowing the entrance of a set of men and a few unhappy looking women.

"Lord, not these morons." Sylvia cursed.

"You know them?" Eryn asked.

"No, but I recognize their clothes. It's the so-called Rodrick Thieves."

"Should we be worried?"

"Foolish question," Legato grunted from around his mouth of food. "Just ignore them."

"I agree. Maybe they'll go away." Sylvia sighed, though, knowing that wasn't going to happen.

Eryn tried her hardest to ignore them but she couldn't help but watch them from the corner of her eye. The way they were treating those women, forcing them to sit at their feet like they were dogs; it made her sick. It made her think of-

"Just calm down, Eryn," Legato had reached over and grabbed her right hand, giving it a squeeze. "It'll be over soon."

Eryn opened her mouth to reply but she kept silent, giving a grin as she understood his words.

Sylvia did too. ~Well, this should be fun~

Legato just continued to eat, his grip on Eryn's hand strong as the man with the black Mohawk hit one of the women, calling her a bitch and accusing her of looking at Legato. He understood why Eryn's anger was beginning to move out of control. He with through almost the same history that she did but he was always able to contain his anger better than she could.

"Just keep looking straight ahead."

Legato's voice sounded in her head and she bit her bottom lip to keep from moving or making a comment. She trusted Legato. He was going to make this bastard pay.

Apparently Sylvia couldn't handle him stomping on the young woman and turned to face him from her chair. "Hey, dick-wad," She began. "Beating on a woman just shows you how weak you really are."

He blinked. "What did you say?!"

"I believe you heard me." She replied. "Or do I need to repeat how much of a pussy you are so your little brain can understand it?"

Eryn couldn't help but give a little chuckle. ~How Midvalley was able to reign in a beast like Sylvia I'll never know.~

"You're tough, lady," The blond man still sitting on the couch grinned. "I like that. Gives me more pleasure on breaking you down, just like we did these pretty little ladies."

"Oh yeah? Well there's a difference between me and your 'little ladies'." Sylvia hissed.

"Oh? And what's that?"

She gave a grin. "I'm married."

Things fell silent before the Rodrick thieves all began to laugh. Unfortunately they hadn't noticed that the music had come to a stop; or the look of distaste on the sax player's face. Legato did though, and let go of Eryn's hand, giving her the okay to join in.

Eryn gave a sigh of relief before boldly joining with her friend.

"Yeah, you laugh, but you idiots couldn't break a limp noodle. You act big and bad but there isn't shit that you can do on your own; you'll always need your posse and that just proves how much of our words are true."

"Two of you?" The blond grinned. "And with blue man over there. I take back what I said before." He told the man with the Mohawk. "If you take care of the man then I'll let you have both the ladies."

"Bitch, you couldn't handle us, let alone him." Sylvia growled, jumping to her feet.

"I'm getting really tired of your mouth."

"Then why don't you come and do something about it?" Eryn stood up beside her friend.

"Because he knows he can't; he's nothing but a fat-mouthed moron that has to beat on others to make himself feel good. It's sad."

"It's pathetic."

"It's sickening."

"That's it!" He lifted up his gun. "I'm tired of your mouths!"

"It's not wise to be hasty," Legato finally decided to step in; if he didn't then Eryn would turn this place into a slaughterhouse. His words kept the man from firing off shots. "I intend to obliterate every last trace of humankind eventually," He stood from his seat. "So why must you rush the inevitable?"

The Mohawk chuckled. "Do you have a screw loose? What're you talking about? You're making no sense."

"It doesn't matter," Legato moved closer, his golden eye frightening as he towered a few good inches over the other man.

"Huh?"

Eryn took her seat again, a dreamy look on her face as she watched Legato's next moves. "God, that's so hot!"

Sylvia couldn't help but give a laugh as she took her own seat again. "Has anyone ever told you that you're a freak, Er?"

The other woman continued with her dreamy look. "Every damn day."

"You volunteered first," Legato told the man as his used his powers to control his left arm.

"What…?! What did you do to me?!"

"It's simple. You're the first to die." They all watched as the Mohawk man ripped his own heart out.

His friends were furious and whipped out their guns. Midvalley began to play his music again as Legato made them kill each other.

"God, you turn me on." Eryn grinned as he sat beside her again.

Legato gave a smirk as he continued to eat. "Sick and twisted, like always," He told her. "But that's one of the reasons why I like you."

"Like?" She repeated him. "Or love?"

He turned his head to her. "You and I both know the answer to that question."

Sylvia turned her head as the two of them kissed. She returned her attention to her husband as he continued to jam on his saxophone, shooting her a wink.

~We really are a bunch of freaks, huh? Then again, considering who our Leaders are...were~

Sylvia closed her eyes. Knives and Kyra acted much like Legato and Eryn did but at the same time she saw part of Kyri inside the other woman. Kyri had been much more blood thirsty then her sister was. The things she had seen the Bladed Siren do over the years they they had been together...

After he finished eating, Legato stood up and glanced as the three woman that still sat on their knees.

"It really is a shame what happened to you. But now at least you know just how much pain there is in living." One of them broke out into tears. "The end is near. I advise you to make good use of the time you have left."

"Meet up with us on the hill?" Eryn asked her friend.

"Yeah," Syvlia nodded "Let Midvalley finish his song and we'll be right along."

Giving a nod back, Eryn hurried off after the man in white. Every window and door closed in fear as they passed by, leaving the duo to themselves.

"That's unusual for me," Legato commented. "I don't usually waste my time on vermin. I normally let you handle it."

"Indeed," Eryn nodded. "I was a bit surprised myself."

He grinned as he lifted a hand and looked at it. "Your existence seems to be having some small effect on me, Vash the Stampede." He took a breath. "Your very existence seems to cause me a measure of irritation."

Eryn continued to grin. "But then again doesn't everything, dear?"

He grinned. "I suppose it does."

(Just to say, Legato is one hot-ass motherfucker. I would totally do that! Lol)

The two of them traveled up to the hill behind the windmill of the city. This was where they were going to meet the other Gun-Ho Guns but they didn't have to wait long before their plans were interrupted.

"I'm surprised," Eryn commented, a hand on her hip. "I thought it would take them longer to find us."

"Indeed," Legato nodded. "And there are a lot of them. Are you moving in for the kill?"

The rest of the Rodrick Thieves had tracked them down and enclosed them on the hill, a single man coming forward to talk to them.

"I find it awfully hard to believe Johnson was killed by a fool like you. So what kind of trick did the two of you pull?"

Legato hung his head as Eryn kept quiet. "Humans, you can be so…"

"Shut it," The man moved closer and whipped out a gun. "The Rodricks are bound by bonds stronger than family. We will avenge our brethren. No matter who the fool is."

"So you're all just a bunch of idiotic rapists?" Eryn asked him. "You know, that doesn't change my thoughts about you pathetic bastards."

"Keep your mouth closed woman," He hissed. "I'll deal with you after your boyfriend here." He glanced back at Legato. "This here's good-bye, Lady-killer."

Eryn let a grin spread as one of the men moved forward, grabbing his arm.

(God, Legato's look at this moment is so sexy!)

"Such Fragile bonds they are," The man grinned. He then glanced above them. "You have a point. It isn't nice to hog."

Eryn let her grin grow wider as he continued to talk. ~About damn time.~

"It doesn't have to be all of them. Just kill half of them this time round."

The men whipped out their guns to let out some rounds but Midvalley jumped in, Sylvia and a few others right behind them. Half of them fell and the rest of them turned to stare at Legato in fear and disbelief.

"Why do you think I spared half of you?" Legato asked them. "My reason is a perfectly rational one. You see, if your bonds are indeed deeper than family then you must have the opportunity to give your friends a proper burial. However," His sharp look made the head guy give a cry. "This is not an act of mercy. This is to teach you the pain of living." He watched as the man shot himself in the head and closed his eyes. "Excellent work, commander."

"If you don't stop this Legato, then I might not be able to control myself." Eryn fanned her face with her hand. "If this happens again today then I'm afraid I'll have to drag you off somewhere private."

"God, Eryn, can't you just wait until the meetings over with?"

The voice brought her attention to the third woman of the group. "About damn time, Mai."

"What can I say? Rai here had a problem to take care of."

Mai was a tall woman, middle aged, with long brown hair and matching eyes. In a short, tan skirt and a tight, black tank top, she wore a long, tattered looking jacket around her shoulders that matched the outfit of the man that stood beside her.

"Ah, who cares?" Sylvia shrugged. "We're all here now, aren't we?" She then glanced at her husband. "Aren't we?"

Midvalley glanced around. "Gray the Ninelives. Dominique the Cyclops. Zazie the Beast. Leonof the Puppetmaster. Hoppered the Gauntlet. Rai-Dei the Blade. Mai the Whisperer. E.G. Mine. Caine the Longshot. Sylvia the Glacier Midvalley the Hornfreak. And Eryn the White Queen. We are all here, sir."

"Chapel appears to be absent." Legato noticed.

"He seems to be as untrustworthy as the rumors claim," Midvalley commented.

"It doesn't matter much. The targets are very close by. You shouldn't have any problem." Eryn told them with a grin.

"Do you plan to send us all against this target?" Midvalley asked.

"Hardly!" Legato answered him. "I would not waste all that on one target. My respect for you is a little higher than that. Wouldn't you agree," His eyes turned to the fourth and final woman of the group. "Dominique?"

She slipped up next to him. "Yes. I'm all you need for this job."

"There are two of them, you know," Sylvia commented.

"And you can't forget the two Bounty Hunters, right?" Sylvia grinned at Midvalley. "Oh please, can I have a little fun?"

Midvalley gave a smirk and rubbed her head. "Oh, you know I can't deny my little darling anything."

"Then the Twins are mine," Sylvia grinned.

"What about you, Mai?" the green-haired woman turned to the other.

"Eh, no thanks." She waved a hand. "You two have your fun."

Eryn gave the other woman a sympathetic look. That woman could hold such a grudge; then again, they all could.

Eryn turned. "Let's go, Sylvia."

"Right behind ya."

It wasn't hard to find the two Bounty Hunters in the empty city; and they were with a certain woman.

"I thought that she would be with Stampede." Eryn commented.

"Hey, that means more fun for us then, huh?" Sylvia grinned.

"I guess it does. There's no way Dominique can lose to Stampede if his girlfriend is stuck with us."

Sylvia stared down at Kyri. "She hasn't aged a day; I'm jealous."

"Aren't we all."

"There does seem to be a cloud hanging over her. I wonder...just how long as it been since the Bladed Siren spilled blood?"

Eryn let a frown turn her lips. "Let's go."

…

"Why flour?" Alexander asked as he and his sister followed after Kyri.

"Because she has to make more donuts for Vash, that's why." Alexia answered her brother. "She always makes him some when we stop in a city or town. You should now that more than anyone, considering that you follow after her with that damned radio of yours and playing that stupid song over and over again."

"I don't follow her."

"Dude, you're like a stalker."

Alexander decided to just go with it now. "What can I say? She's a hottie. If I can't touch her I can at least look at her."

Alexia pulled a face. "How am I related to you?"

"Because our parents did the Hanky-Panky and had us."

"Just…just shut up, Alex." Alexia turned to speak to Kyri but stayed silent and paused. Kyri had stopped moving, just staring ahead of them. Alexia followed her view and pulled a frown. Two women stood there, one of them being the one she had seen Kyri talking at by the fountain in the other town right before they were attacked by Monev. "You again? You've got a lot of nerve showing your face to us, honey."

"Oh, I'm shaking." Eryn smirked at the other woman. "I take it that you're Alexia of the infamous Rush Twins, right?"

"And that means you're Alexander," Sylvia grinned at the man.

"Honey," Alexander had hearts in his eyes. "You can call me whatever you want." Alexia rolled her eyes.

Sylvia placed her eyes on Kyri. "I almost wanted to believe it wasn't true. You've changed; and not in a good way."

"What do you want?" Kyri asked, closing her eyes.

Eryn continued to grin at her. "I told you that you had a problem coming," She replied. "Well, it's started."

"You mean Monev wasn't what you were talking about?"

"In a way," Sylvia answered her. "But we knew that he wouldn't be able to really do anything. The real fun has just arrived."

"Please, let me go first," Alexander went to move forward but Alexia held her arm out and blocked him.

"Just who are you?"

Sylvia glanced at her friend before giving the answer. "We're the Gun-Ho Guns."

Kyri raised a brow as Alexander and Alexia both cursed and jumped back. She glanced at them. "I take it you know of them?"

"How can you not?" Alexander growled. "And to think I thought you guys were hot. Damn!"

"The Gun-Ho Guns," Alexia had pulled out her gun, taking aim at Eryn. "Are a group of elite assassins that have thrown away their humanity for power. Every single one of them are on the rosters for capture; they're nearly the same as Vash on the wanted Posters, the highest one being Elendira the Crimsonnail."

"Ah, ah, ah," Eryn raised a finger and wagged it at the other woman. "Elendira is the highest as of right now, yes, but our leader's bounty is even higher than hers."

"Your Leader?" Alexander raised a brow and Kyri gave a sigh and closed her eyes.

"Take a bow, Kyri," Sylvia grinned. "You may not go by the title Bladed Siren anymore, but that won't hide who you are completely. We definitely won't forget it."

"You...you're part of the Gun-Ho Guns?" Kyri could hear Alexia's voice shake.

"Holy shit..." Alexander's voice didn't shake but she could tell that he was surprised. She didn't want to look at their faces. "Does...Vash know?"

"That bastard," Eryn's voice was hard. "Is the one that took her from us!"

"Both Eryn and Mai haven't been the same since you left, Boss," Sylvia grinned at the other woman. "You left them both so, so sad. We'll welcome you back like nothing ever happened, you know. It'll make us all happy."

"Which...which members are you?" Alexia asked. "What are your names?"

"Eryn the White Queen."

"Sylvia the Glacier."

The slew of curses that came from Alexander's mouth was the largest that Kyri's ever heard.

Kyri opened her eyes. "Is everyone here?"

Sylvia's grin was glued to her face. "You didn't think anyone would stay behind, did you?"

"Nope, I'm out." Alexander dropped his gun and help up his hands. "I am not dying here. You're after Vash and his girlfriend, right? Have fun."

"Alex, you can't mean that!" Alexia cried. "Stop being stupid."

"Your brother's right," Kyri turned to her friend and shoved the bag of flour in her arms. "If you're smart like he is, you'd get out of here. I can take care of these two just fine on my own. You'll just be in my way."

"In your way?" Alexia looked at her like she was crazy. "Kyri, I know you're strong but these are highly trained assassins. I'm sure you would be able to take one or two on your own but if more of them pop up to attack-"

"You just heard her, Alexia! She all but admitted to being the fucking leader of these crazy bastards! Let her handle them while we get the hell out of here!"

"But Alex, we can't just leave her alone like this!"

"Your concern is touching, Alexia," Kyri told the other woman. "But hardly necessary."

Eryn gave a laugh. "You sound much like Lady Kyra when you talk like that. It's a shame that you're not as strong as she is. If you had been then you wouldn't have been taken from us so easily."

Alexander looked at Kyri. "You have a sister?"

Kyri ignored him. "Tell Kyra if she wants a piece of me she should come and get it herself. I don't like it when she sends her puppies to do her own work."

"I'll be sure to tell her that," Eryn replied, sliding into a fighting stance. "When I drag you back to her for apologies."

Kyri reached for her Gunblade but everyone froze as music drifted to their ears.

"Midvalley?" Sylvia turned towards the hill they had left the others on,

Eryn gave a frown. "Aww, did Dominique defeat the Stampede already?"

"No," Sylvia shook her head. "That's not a victory tune, Eryn," She turned to her friend. "That's a call for retreat."

"Aww, but the fun was just about to start." Eryn hung her head.

"Now now, you'll get to play later," Sylvia told her friend. "You don't want to make him angry now, do you?"

"No, I suppose not, huh?" Eryn turned back to the trio. "You get off lucky this time. When we meet again, Kyri, I won't just stand by. I will bring you back to us, even if it means dragging you by the hair."

In some strange whirl of white fog, Alexander blinked his eyes as the two women disappeared. "What in the hell just happened?"

…

"So, she lost, did she?"

Midvalley rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah. I'm a bit surprised that Dominique would lose, let alone that fast, but she always was too full of herself."

Midvalley stood with Legato, Sylvia, and Eryn in a café in another town, talking about what had just happened.

"Why not just go ahead and kill them all now?" Sylvia asked them. "With all of us they wouldn't even stand a chance."

"I'm afraid that that's not what Knives and Kyra desire," Legato commented from around his ice cream.

"You got a point," Eryn nodded. "I'd rather follow their orders than make them mad. You know how Knives can get; and Lady Kyra is three times as bad!"

"Yes, I suppose you're right." Sylvia took a sip of her drink. "But still, for Dominique to lose that fast…it's shocking."

"Indeed," Her husband agreed, taking his own drink. "But that mean's Vash the Stampede is everything we've heard. Meaning that the others…were they also what we were expecting?" Midvalley asked his wife.

"Kyri...has definitely changed. The woman we knew years ago would have pulled her Gunblade the moment we confronted her but now she just stood there and talked. It makes me wonder in the Bladed Siren isn't all that she used to be. The only way to find out is by fighting her.

"Don't worry," Legato gave a huge grin. "We'll all get our turn soon enough."

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