Spike and some other guy were fighting, in an alley-way there was a sudden loud gun shot and the other guy disappeared. Spike was left there on the ground, a bullet hole in his chest his clothes soaked in blood. He was curled up, as if he were really dead. He wasn't he was just knocked out, He lied there nothing coming from his mouth no words nothing. He was weak enough, that he passed out as he stared at the sky his eyes slowly losing conscious.He was too weak he needed help, lots of help he passed out cold as stone but breathing slightly but bleeding heavily.

(can i post?)

(Yesh, But no drama lol)

(kay.thanks!)



amber walked down the aisle and saw the boy hurt.she ran to him and tried to help him up."are you okay?who did this?"she stared at the men going out the door and dropped her purse on the floor,pulling out a aid kit.

"Someone...But..I didn't know his name.."He moaned, in pain, losing conscious now.

( I recommend you drag him into the apartments into her apartment now that he lost conscious XD)

(kays!)



she sighed and dragged him into her car and drove to her apartment.she opened up the door and dragged him back in.she looked around and made the bed,put him down in it and prepared some food.

(His clothes are blood stained XD I don't know why you just plop him in the bed. And...I'm gonna make it morning now.)


-Next morning-
He woke up but he was trying to get up, but all he managed to do was roll and make a thud on the floor. He then tried staggering up, but fell back down again he hated when he was shot in the chest like this.

she ran in the room and pulled him up on the bed.then got out some of her ex-boyfriends clothes and handed them to him,smileing and put a plate of food on the desk.

"Uh..Thanks."He said quietly, not changing yet because he wanted privacy to get dressed.

she smiled and said,"your welcome."she walked out and ate her food.

He got dressed, putting his blood soaked clothes in a mound. He came out and staggered a bit, But then sat himself down in a chair just drinking his coffee."So..."He said quietly, putting down his coffee cup looking intently at Amber, His brown eyes cool and mellow like his persona.

her hair fell in her face."yes?"she looked at him with her light crystal blue and purple tinted eyes.

"Nothing..Nevermind..."He said, drinking his coffee again.

she laughed."what is it."she tilted her head and smiled.

"Well, Now that I remember, What's your name?"He asked, looking up from drinking his coffee.

"falicity swan."she got up and went into the bedroom to change into black torn skinny jeans,a dark red silken shirt and black high heels.she came back out and smiled,sitting down again.

(Duuude, I guessed on a little thing on Cowboy Bebop who was the person playing as Spike, and tonight I'm going to visit hiiiim!!! I'M SO GLAAD! )

"Nice name."He said, taking a sip this time of his coffee."I'm Spike."He said quietly, looking up once again from his coffee.

(thats amazeing! )



"so,what were you going to tell me?"her curly dirty blonde hair shone brightly.

(Yea, Ikr?)

"Ohh..Nothing much really, it's just my third time..dying.."He said, disturbing himself and putting down his coffee cup.

(where do you meet him?)




her coffee cup fell on the floor and it shattered."3 times.do you know why you died?"she started to pick up the pieces.

"Yea, That person back there, I knew his name, i just forget his last name or..Yeah..When I was on the ground I was forgetting his name..Anyhow. I was hunting that person down, I'm a bounty hunter ya see. Gun vs. Jeet Kune Do, Guns always win. Anyways, nearly 100.100 billion was lost on that guy. D*mn guy is f*cking worth a lot."He said, not amused as her cup fell to the floor shattering.

she frowned and put it in the trash,then wiped her hands off."i love guns."she smiled."i have a secret room filled with them.you wanna see?"she went over to him and looked at her watch."oh sh*t!i have to be on stage in 20 minites!do you mind?do you wanna go?"she said nervously.

"It's all cool. I don't mind, Don't panic. I'm always cool, and mellow and I haven't been smoking weed. I only smoke cigarettes. And hell, I've been dying and coming back to life and I'm 27 years old still alive cool, calm and mellow."He said, chuckling as she panicked horribly. He ran over to his mound of clothes, "Mind if I wash these?"He asked, taking out his Jericho 941 so it would be out of the way, in the washing machine.

she calmed herself down."sure and do you wanna come with me,once you have your clothes in the washing machine?"she looked at her watch and thought,'f*ck!i'm going to be late,10 minites!'

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