"What if...?"

Those are a writer's favorite words. A lot of stories have been started with "What if...?" What if a bunch of young rabbits were forced to leave their warren and find another place to live? (Watership Down) What if the old house on the hill were sold to a vampire? ('Salem's Lot) What if a hideously deformed man loved music so much, he secretly lived under an opera house? (The Phantom of the Opera)
That's how this story started. My roomie remarked one day that Spike Spiegel and Vicious must be brothers, because they look alike and because, to quote her, "only brothers could hate each other that much."
And there was the What-if. I thought, "What if they really were brothers?"
The next thing I knew, this story, my take on the pre-Bebop years of Vicious and Spike, was writing itself.
Be warned, if you're curious and decide to read it. This is not a pretty story, and it doesn't have a happy ending. There are subjects and language that might offend you.
What? I haven't scared you away? Then welcome to my story....

prelude

~ part one ~ part two ~ part three ~ part four ~ part five ~ part six ~
~ part seven ~ part eight ~ part nine ~ part ten ~ part eleven ~ part twelve ~
~ part thirteen ~ part fourteen ~ part fifteen ~ part sixteen ~ part seventeen ~
part eighteen ~ part nineteen ~ part twenty ~ part twenty-one ~ part twenty-two
part twenty-three (Chapter 23 new on 7/7/06)

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