Cowboy Bebop [Instant • 2027]

Spike stands in the wreckage, the Syndicate men dead at his feet. He looks at the charred remains of the computer. The data is gone. The ghost is gone.

Spike leans against the bar, his eyes hidden behind dark shades. "Nothing stays buried forever, kid. Just ask the guys I’m taking you to." Cowboy Bebop

Gunfire shatters the tequila bottles. Spike is a blur of motion, his Jericho 941 barking in the dim light. He moves with a fluid, effortless grace, dodging bullets like they’re nothing more than annoying flies. Spike stands in the wreckage, the Syndicate men