Awaking in twenty seventy one (cowboy bebop reader story)

Session one

October 21 2071
The sound of computer keyboards being used y/n, knew as he, opened his, eyes. The was white and y/n, felt deathly cold as if someone dropped him, in a bath of liquid nitrogen while in the Arctic. A towel covered him but, it didn't help much with keeping the warmth in. Y/n, mentally cursed at how cold as he, was and looked around. Two doctors approached him. Y/n, inwardly prayed it wasn't Ebola or cancer.

Doctor one: "ah you're, awake how are we, feeling today?"

Y/n: "like shit. How long?"

Doctor two: "I, don't understand?"

Y/n: "how long has it been. How many years?"

Both doctors clued in simultaneously and responded.

Doctor one/two: "fifty four years"

Both doctors looked at each other and looked away awkwardly from another. Y/n, nearly had a heart attack when he, heard that. He, looked at both doctors and saw that it was the truth. Y/n, mouthed the words "son of a bitch" and sighed hard. Y/n, had spent ten months In physical therapy his, body slowly getting used to mars's gravity. Y/n, in that time check as much history well what was left of it. Humanity was scattered to the stars after a space gate exploded in earths orbit taking a chunk of the moon with it. When Y/n, was finally released he, was shown his, bill and had to hold his, urge to tell them to "fuck off" or "kiss my ass" to name a few. Y/n, slowly walked down the street on 6th and 10th trying to find a place hiring. A van pulled up next to him, and the side door opened. A brown haired woman in her, 40s sat at the driver seat. Y/n, looked at the woman and said.

Y/n: "can I, help you?"

The next thing y/n, new he, was grabbed from behind and a rag was placed over his, mouth making him, woozy. Y/n, slumped into unconsciousness and was thrown into the van. When y/n, came to he, found himself, tied to a old dusty bed which wasn't even comfortable. Two figures sat at the table in front of him, the one who grabbed him, was male around 38 years of age his, hair was pure blonde and his, eyes were green colour. Y/n, was noticed by the blonde male and he, smiled.

Blonde: "He's up"

The brown hired woman looked y/n's, way with a sinister look in her, eyes. Y/n, gulped as he, tried to wiggle out of the rope he, was tied in. The brown haired woman lite a cigarette and said.

Brown: "good he'll, come in handy for when those cowboys show up"

Y/n, was confused by what she, said but found it best to keep his, mouth shut. He, wondered what cowboys meant but, he'd probably not live long enough to find that little  tidbit out. A pair of foot steps sounded in the hall making both of y/n's, captors draw their guns. The woman grabbed y/n, and held him, in front of her, aiming the gun at the door. Y/n, felt as he, could faint but, the adrenaline kept him, from doing so. The foot steps stopped at the door making both captors pull back the hammer of their guns.

Y/n: "Don't enter it's a trap it's a Trap!!"

M/n: "shut up you little shit"

The woman hissed covering his, mouth. The door was kicked right off the hinges and the blonde man ended up with a bullet down the barrel of his, own gun. A guy with a Afro like hair cut kicked the gun out of the blonde mans Hands. The brown haired woman aimed at him, only to be shot through the wrist. She, let go of y/n, to clenched her, bleeding wrist. Y/n, saw a violet haired woman who had her, gun aimed at the brown haired woman. To y/n, she looked familiar.

Violet: "Gotcha ya punk"

Then it hit him, she, was one of the passengers on the shuttle with him, she, was older but y/n, never forgets a voice even if's only Been heard for a moment. Both of his, Saviour's cuffed both captors to the bed frame and Afro began to untie y/n. Y/n, looked to the violet haired woman and said.

Y/n: "I'm, glad to see a familiar face. Do you remember me?"

She, looked to y/n, And shook her, head.

Y/n: "we were in the accident fifty six years ago. I, was just defrosted"

The woman arched an eyebrow and said.

Violet: "I, doubt that little man"

Y/n: "Faye, we met on the ship don't you remember?"

Faye, looked unnerved and turned away from y/n.

Afro: "What was that about. You, two know each other or something?"

Y/n: "only for a moment only for a moment"

The Afro man finally united y/n, and said.

Afro: "you got any family?"

Y/n: "no"

Y/n, saw that one of the guys eyes was fake. Y/n, wondered how he, lost it. Y/n, pulled himself, to his own feet.

Afro: "can you, repair a swordfish mark 2?"

Y/n: "in my, sleep"

Y/n responded, as the guy grabbed the brown haired woman by the collar and gesture y/n, to fallow. Y/n, knew not to mess with anyone with a gun and obeyed.

Afro: "the names spike and I, have a swordfish mark 2 that needs a mechanic. You, up for the task"

Y/n: "if it pays i'll, take it"

Spike smiled, and responded as they walked into the main hall of the rundown apartment.

Spike: "deal. Go to the waterfront a friend of mine will be there for ya"

Y/n, nodded and as they exited the apartment y/n, took a different direction than Faye and spike.

Faye: "You're, doing this because of me, aren't you"

Spike, chuckled and lit a cigarette beginning to smoke. Faye, sighed. Y/n, looked familiar but, all of her, past was just a blur a blur she, couldn't see past.

End chapter