Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ THE MOZEIK BOX SERENADES ❯ EVERYBODY WAS KUNG FU FIGHTING ( Chapter 3 )

title: THE MOZEIK BOX SERENADES

chapter three: EVERYBODY WAS KUNG FU FIGHTING

by: JUNOSTAR

disclaimer: I don not own cowboy bebop.----- PLEASE READ AND REVIEW.

Once outside he headily looked left than right "Double SHIT!" He barked out of frustration. Seeing that the woman had vanished.

Looking to the right quickly when he heard running footsteps. He went following at a jogging pace. He passed many alleyways openings and dumpsters, then as he was running past one of them out of the corner of his eye he spotted her. Trying to stop, he went sliding in the semi wet cement .He ended up in front of a small coffee shop at the opening of the small dark space and looked around the corner.

'What the hell is this' Isabel was surrounded by four men dressed in tight black ninja uniforms, with hooded faces. He was just about to step in and take affirmative action knowing folly well he would be the victor. When Isabel who was oddly standing in a casual position as if comfortable with the whole situation looking like a defenseless poor girl, kicked the man in front of her full force in the face he had no time to react. He flew in to a pall of garbage holding his now bloody broken nose trying to stand back up.

"Shit this girl got balls" Spike said in a high pitched impressed voice. He slowly made his way around the corner. Getting a better view. Now leaning ageist the wall to watch what he thought of as a very interesting fight.

Isabel was in full control. Now at a flawless fighting stance. She was moving as if she was dancing a waltz only she knew the beet to. Ducking at a phenomenal speed never making a mistake. She was in her own world. Kicking and punching.

A quick dodge and an elbow to one of the assailant's spine knocked the wind out of him. Than punching him in the back of the neck when he fell to his knees knocking him unconscious in to darkness.

'Three more to go.... What morons' Isabel thought wale letting bored huffing noise escape from her. Doing a direct blow to another mans stomach, as he bent over trying to catch his breath she did a full force round house kick to the base if his skull snapping his neck like a twig.

Spike still leaning up ageist the wall was starting to light a cigarette when another mans body came flying at him. "Shit!" Spike had to duck out of the way. His smoke fell out of his mouth on to the most ground that soaked into his stick. He looked at the battered man starring on the ground trying to get his barring. Spike kicked him in the ribs probably braking a few. "Serves you right hurting a perfectly innocent cigarette" Spike stated with arrogance putting his nose in the air. Retching for another one he looked back at Isabel. He thought it would be appropriate to star humming the song every body was kung fu fighting.

Isabel saw the man with the broken nose standing up shaking of the dizzying blow to the face. She than glanced cocking her head like a dog seeing that Spike was their humming that unmask able stupid song. She had a confused look on her face shaking her head and than let out an amused chuckle.

Now looking back at the man half standing half hunched using the wall to pull himself up. Spitting a tooth out with a stem of saliva filled blood flowing to the ground.

"What is this all about!" Isabel said with a dark cold rage filled voice she did not look capable of making. "I did nothing to deserve this un loyal attack" grabbing the battered man by the neck slamming him ageist the wall leaving a circle of blood on the buildings side Isabel smiled with approval at this small savage attack and kneed him in the ribs, reserving a blood filled cough. "Who sent you!" She stood him back up by the thought. "Are the elders trying to test my ability" she ripped off the mans mask off and spit in his face.

'Note to self...don't piss her off' Spike thought while putting a half smile on his face, ease dropping on their conversation.

"Elders?" Spike realized this was a syndicate issue. "How very interesting"

Isabel realized she knew the unmasked mystery man. She ruled her eyes at him "Brody" she exhaled a long breath "did you even think you had a chance...so pathetic." She let go of him walking away. She crossed her arms over her chest. He fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes. She turned around staring down at the pitiful man. Her eyebrow narrowed and wrinkles appeared on her forehead. She thought for a moment and than while speaking she did a swift kick to his left side. "So pitiful they try to belittle me because I'm a woman, they keep thronging theist hopeless attempts at me like I'm going to fold under the pressure. But I do find is quite exhilarating and foolish of them, they know me better than this, I have much patients." She squatted down and put a hand above his shoulder tapping her fingers on the wall rhythmically. "Why don't they give in and acknowledge that I am better than any of their men both business and how should I put this...human relations, tell me that?"

The man lay slumped to one side studying the ground as if it had the hidden answers to her question, than looking up directly in her eyes. Talking in a pain filled voice. "This was meant for your friend over there but you started fighting before we could say anything." He motioned toured Spike with his eyes. "You should not be associating with the living dead; they will take you to hell with them"

She stood up and glanced at spike than back down at the man growling on the pavement. "Why would this man cause such distress, since he is a ghost? Or do the elders think of him as a poltergeist."

Spike was a little piss off now. 'This was his fight? This day just keeps getting better.' He kicked away from the wall catching both of their attention. He made his way over to them.

"So now the syndicate thinks of me as a reaper coming to take their tainted souls?" Spike spoke through grinding teeth emphasizing every word. "They are the ones who haunt me! They are the ones who won't let anything go! They are the ones who rune every thing!" Spike punched the wall. Squinting at the pain it caused him. He gave Isabel a glair of hate than with a smooth fast move Spike pushed her out of the way and glared at the poor sap who sat one the ground.

"What the Fuck?!" Spike spat out. He was less than an inch away from the battered man and on his last nerve.

'They have taken away everything I have ever lived for and had ever loved, what do they want from me.'

"W...What do the want with me?!" Spike spoke with hateful sarcasm he was spitting wale the words came out, waving his arms wildly in the air. His breath like fire from the depths of hell in the mans face.

Spike put his hands over his face in frustration and rubbing at his temples. 'I am so sick of this' "ERRRR! Who are you people!"

Brody looked away from Spike and down the now darkening alleyway, and spoke in a low voice. "Its not who we are sir. It's who you are, they never meant for the both of you to meat. It's all because of thoughts-"

(BANG!!)

Brody was shot in the head before finishing his sentence; peaces of brain and scull hit spike and the wall. Brody now laid lifeless on the pavement Spike reached for his gun from behind his jacket stuffed in the belt of his pants and aimed searching the rooftops looking for were the assassin's shot had come from. He saw nobody. Spike razed his gunned hand to his forehead as if blocking light from his eyes confused. Looking down from skyward he saw Isabel as if in a sate of shock or defeat.

In a calm almost sad voice she said "Spike" she shock her head and slowly looked up at him. "I'm sorry I didn't know, it was actually you... when we spoke...I thought" she took a long inhaled breath and let it back out " you were." She paused and looked back down "dead. That's what she told me. I never knew you lived..." Isabel walked to the opening of the alleyway. She looked back and forth than looked back at Spike "we should get out of hear, you can go back to were you came from or with me it doesn't really matter" Isabel made a left and started walking down the street.

What is happening hear 'she' who is the girl she's talking about and why were Isabel and I not aloud to meet. "I need a smoke, a vacation; I need to actually die when I go on a suicide mission"

But until than I might as well make it interesting. Spike lit his cigarette and headed to find Isabel.

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Jet sat back at the bebop watching TV. He didn't really need to fix anything since spike wasn't being destructive and his bonsai are trimmed and shaped to perfection already. Jet leaned his head on the back of the couch looking at the infamous ceiling fan spin round and round. "Board, board, board, Board, B-O-A-R-D! This suck" Jet stated sitting up and reached for his pack of camels and ripped the side of the soft pack apart, he had no more. "I'll have to rephrase that" looking at the empty pack and crumbling it up he said "now this really suck." And with that he through the pack to the other side of the room. 'I guess I can call Spike and have him pick some up' his comm. was on the far side of the coffee table so with his leg he swooshed it over making it within arms reach.

"Spike yaeh their" Jet wanted a moment or two until repeating his question. "Hay; Spike if you're there.... Pick up some on your way back. Ok bud." Jet looked over the comm. as if it were broken. 'Hope he's not dead or anything' "yeah right no Spike the invincible"

Jet spoke with pure sarcasm. He was just about to put the comm. back down when spike came on.

"Hay Jet you still there."

"Yep, I'm hear." Jet shook his head 'why wouldn't I be hear'

"I'll get yeah the smokes."

"Thanks, Hay when yea-" (beep) "what the crap, he hung up on me." Jet had a semi discussed look on his face. 'I wanted to know when he would be back' propping his feet on the table and relaxing he sat back flipping through channel after channel.

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Poor Jet all alone, but he'll have plenty to do soon. Because he's friends with Spike and we all know were that leads. Trouble.

NEXT CHAPTER: THE ROAD TO TRUTH

Preview:

Spike flung up his hands in an I surrender position shaking them slightly back and forth to get more attention from Isabel.

"Wooh, hold on sister, remember I'm not the enemy."

Isabel dropped her arm to her side and looked around the area with sharp eyes. "I didn't expect you to run into my ass." Isabel paused looked around again and than continued. "Well I see you made up your mind, come on my car is this way." With that said she grabbed Spikes wrist and ran.

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Reviewing what you read is fun remember that kids. (lol) I think I'm getting the hang of this writing thing. You should really tell me if I am, well or if I'm not even close. Keep reading I think you'll like what you see. Cause' I'm just getting started.

J.S.