"See you space Cowboy" - a Spike Spiegel x Fem!OC fanfiction

Chapter one - August

I'M SO SORRY IF THERE'S SPELLING MISTAKES!!
This is my first book in a long time, so please go easy on me 😭 (I AM OPEN TO CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, BUT JUST PLZ DON'T BE MEAN ABT IT :( )
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"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" August mumbled under her breath as she shoved her waythrough crowds and leapfrogged over peoples heads in the evening Mars rush hour. She was running, running as fast as she could from a group of five bounty hunters on her tails.

Two days earlier

August looked the manager of the company she worked for, who sat across from her, a frown on his face. "August you're head of the department of advertising, for our offices on Mars."

"Yeah that's right" She answered leaning back and
swinging in her chair, looking out the window and not really giving a baboons arse about what her boss had to say.

"The main part of your job is to be a stable workplace role model for the employees, which includes having a uniform manner visibly and verbally"

"Yup."

"Then why are you in my office, wearing ripped jeans, a scruffy graphic T-shirt and worn out sneakers? And WHY IS YOUR HAIR SO SHORT?!" he yelled, glaring at her bright natural ginger hair, which was fluffy on top and shaved around the back and sides, with a lightning bolt design shaved into the side.

"August, you know for a fact, and I know you know this that all female workers must have long, natural hair, that must be kept in a ponytail or a formal bun. You know this August and YET YOU BREAK THIS DRESS CODE BY--"

"Jesus Christ man, who shit in your coffee this morning, it's just some hair, don't get your little pink thong in a twist." August giggled, still not looking at the man, yet she was looking out the window at the beautiful Martian sky.

By now the face of the man was a concerning shade of red, a prominent vein pulsing on his forehead.

"AUGUST WEST GET OUT OF MY OFFICE NOW YOU ARE FIRED, AND IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN IN THIS BUILDING OR EVEN ON THE STREET YOU WILL REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE"

The man was now seething and August swears they even recall steam coming out of his ears.
"You really need to calm down sir, here, I have a little grass left over" she grinned, getting up and leaving the room.

As August left the place of her work for the last time, she grinned, but little did she know, the company was a part of some sketchy assassinations of CEO's of other companies, and now she had created an opening for all the blame was to be put on her.

Present day

"Get back here!" a male voice yelled from behind her as she fled, her long trench coat flowing behind her.

"No can do! I kind of want to live my life outside of a small cell thank you!" She yelled back, pushing through crowds of people, apologizing quickly when she shoved the odd child or old lady over before running off.

"Kind of hard to do that now! Your worth one hundred million woolong! And you kinda did kill three CEO's and a large amount of security guards! "
A second voice answered.

"I TOLD YOU THAT WASN'T ME!" she yelled, frustration lining her tone a she turned a sharp corner into a small alley, three of the five hunters crashing into a wall, two of them get knocked out, another one dazed. August looked ahead, dead end, she looked back, the two remaining hunters had got her trapped.

"Shit... " she murmured under her breath, the two hunters getting closer and closer. But then before they got too close August started to run towards them full speed, like she was about to just trample them.

The hunters stood their ground, so she bounced off the wall, using her legs to smash their heads together mid jump, knocking them out, then taking her change and bolting.

"So long suckers!" She yelled, running towards the dodgy part of the planet.