No Gentle Love

Helloo, person! This here is a story about Electra-fy and Mr. Vicious! I give up. I\'m not good with rhymes. Anyway, I got inspiration for this fic from another E&V fanfic. I forgot the title just now but I\'ll get back to you on that. This is just a short intro. Basically, this story picks up where the Bebop movie left off. This is a character-driven fic but I\'ve only seen the movie version of the anime and not the series so some characters might be a bit OOC.

This is a fanfic. I don\'t own anything.

~~~ Prologue ~~~

\"A feeling of sadness and longing

That is not akin to pain,

And resembles sorrow only

As the mist resembles the rain.\"

- LONGFELLOW, The Day is Done

She slammed the door to her apartment, gathering the keys inside her jacket pocket. She ran her hands briefly through her thick chestnut hair before she took the stairs down. There were no elevators in her building nor any kind of luxury like that. But the ex-Cherious Medical personnel didn\'t mind. The place was located in an inconspicuous neighborhood. Everyone came and went as they pleased. It was the perfect hideout for someone on the run. And Electra Ovilo was that someone.

It\'s been two years since that fateful night on Halloween. Electra could see clearly in her mind the empty, dark eyes of her lover. Vincent, the man who was so much a part of her.

The look on Vincent\'s face when she shot him haunted her waking moments. When she fired her gun, she wasn\'t sure which one hurt her the most -- the bullet that went through his body or the fact that it was she who placed it there. For months after the incident, Electra had been unable to live with herself. She was a ghost for it seemed that in killing Vincent, she ended up losing her life as well.

Then the bounty for her head came. 5 million woolongs. Dead or alive. And instantly, Electra\'s deep-grained instinct for survival kicked in. She forced herself to face the facts and live with it. She was grateful for the training she received during her years with the military. At best, it taught her how to survive and so far, she managed to elude her pursuers.

She reached the landing at the foot of the stairs. The door that led outside was only a few steps away and she took them. Once outside, she paused for awhile, looking this way and that to make sure that no one suspicious was looking her way. It was almost night and the neighborhood was quiet.

\"Looking for someone?\"

Electra whirled around, her hand automatically going to her hips where she tucked her pistol. \"Who are you?\" She asked, her voice hostile. From the shadows, a tall figure appeared. She narrowed her eyes, unable to make out his countenance. \"What do you want?\"

The chuckle that followed held a mocking quality in it which Electra found vaguely familiar. And then a voice said, \"Geez. Is this how you treat all your admirers?\"

That voice.

Electra\'s dark gray eyes widened in recognition at the same instant that the figure stepped into the light. \"Spike?\" She whispered.

All right. That was just a little sampler. What do you guys think? Eventually, I\'m going to work it so that Electra ends up with the Bebop gang and then somewhere along the way, she\'ll meet Vicious. I know this is kinda short but the next chapters will be longer. ^_^