Spike is a bounty hunter who was born on Mars. He is 27 years-old and tall and thin in appearance. He has fluffy green hair and reddish-brown eyes, one of which is artificial and lighter than the other.
Spike has many talents and abilities, including very sharp eyesight, abnormally acute perception, and extraordinary luck. Spike makes use of sleight-of-hand techniques to win card games, pick pockets, and even to slip things onto other people unnoticed. He is well versed in weaponry (such as his personal Jericho 941 as well as other guns and explosives) and hand-to-hand combat skills. He follows Jeet Kune Do, the mindset developed by Bruce Lee, though he has a penchant for high kicks of French boxing. Spike is also a pilot, and flies a converted Asteroid racer called Swordfish II which is armed with four machine guns, multiple missile launchers, and a single plasma cannon.
Battle vs. Black Mask (by MrPacheco101)Edit
Two men with bags enter an abandon factory, in the factory Black Mask and two of his men are waiting for the other men to arrive constantly walking back and forth until they arrived on schedule. "You got the stuff?" Black Mask asked." Yeah boss." one of the men said then threw the bags on the floor and opened them, revealing a case full of gold bars. Black Mask's eyes gleamed with greed and he slowly walked to the bag of gold, until a bullet flies out and hit the ground mere inches away from Black Mask’s foot. “ What the!?”. Black Mask turns his head upward and see’s Spike Spiegel and four other bounty hunters with him on the top floor.
“ Nah uh, you won’t be needing that to where you’re going.” Spike said casually. Black Mask gives Spike a grim stare then turns towards his men.” Well boys, it seems we have company. Why don’t we give him a warm welcome.” Black Mask said in a light tone, then pulls out his Dual Colt 1903 as do the rest of his henchmen and fires at the bounty hunters. Spike and the bounty hunters split up, but one doesn’t make it. Spike aims his Jericho 941 and kills one of Black Mask’s men and takes his leave. “Split up and take em down! I don’t want to see any of them alive.” Black Mask yells then he and his men split up.
One of BM henchmen arrives in a manufacturing room carrying his HK G36, checking the room for any suspicious activities. Unbeknownst to him a bounty hunter is hiding behind one of the manufacturing machine with his Remington 870 with him; the bounty hunter takes a quick look and see’s the henchmen is near his target range, the bounty hunter comes out of his hiding spot and fires his Remington, hitting the henchmen in the chest killing him instantly. The floor now covered in hot sticky red fluid.
Black Mask is walking around the factory with one of his henchmen following suite, a bounty hunter on the top floor spots the two and aims his MP5A2. The henchman turns around and sees the bounty hunter. ”Boss look out!” he screams then pushes black Mask out of the way, but gets hit with a barrage of bullets. Black Mask aims his Colt and fires, the bullet hits the bounty hunter in the chest and he falls out of the top floor dead. Black Mask shakes his head in disgust. “Damn amateurs.” He said then walks off.
Spike is walking around the engine room checking for any thugs lurking around, but sees nothing. “ Hmm guess no one is around.” Spike said then puts away his gun, takes out a pack of cigarettes, and lights one up.” Turn around and put your hands up.” Spike feels something cold touch is back then puts his hands up and turns around, seeing a BM henchman with Thompson Machine gun. “ Heh, thought you can take us False faces down huh?” the henchman gloats as he pointed his Thompson at Spike. “ Any last words punk?” he said. “ Yeah, wanna smoke?” Spike said then spits his cig at the henchman’s face, blinding him. Spike then disarms the henchman and throws him to the ground, he then pulls out his Jericho and aims at the henchman’s head. “ Nighty night.” Spike chants then pulls the trigger. “Yo Spike!” Spike hears a voice and sees one of the bounty hunters coming by.
The bounty hunter with the Remington is lurking around the factory and spots an open door leading to the staircase. The bounty hunter enters the room, but doesn’t find any tracks leading to someone entering. “So gullible.” The bounty hunter hears the eerie voice and feels something cold touching his head, Black Mask is right behind him with his Colt aimed at the hunter’s head and pulls the trigger. Blood stains cover the door and Black Mask enters the room, then turns around to see the bounty hunters mangled corpse.” Pathetic.” He said then proceeds to walk up the stairs.
Black Mask is up on the 5th floor, then hears footsteps nearby; Black Mask takes a quick glance and sees Spike and another bounty hunter 2 floors behind him, he then hides and waits. Spike and the bounty hunter then enter the 4th floor and see nothing suspicious going on.” You think he left?” The bounty hunter asked cautiously.” I doubt it.” Spike answered, his finger still on the trigger of his Jericho. Black Mask comes out of hiding and aims his Colt Model 1903’s. “ DIE!” He yells, unloading his clips. Spike dodges the attack, but the bounty hunter is riddled with bullets. Spike aims and fires his Jericho, but misses the insane crime lord. “ S—T!” Black Mask yells out, realizing he ran out of bullets, then bolts through the roof escape door with Spike hot on his trail.
Spike slowly opens the door and walks out cautiously with his Jericho in hand, but doesn’t see any sight of Black Mask. “ Where the hell you go you sick son of a b--ch.” Spike asked himself; unbeknownst to him Black Mask is hiding behind a wall, knife in hand. Black Mask then comes out and slices Spike’s wrist. “Gah!” Spike screamed in pain, dropping his Jericho on the ground. “DIE!!!!!” Black Mask screams then jabs his knife at Spike, but Spike dodges the attack and lands a roundhouse kick in BM’s stomach, causing the crime lord to stagger back. Black Mask quickly recovers then starts slashing at Spike, Spike dodges the attack and disarms the madman then punches him in the stomach twice and lands a left hook in the face, knocking The Black Mask facedown on the ground. Spike then picks up his Jericho off the ground and aims it at his fallen foe. “ You got 2 choices, either you come with me quietly or am I gonna spray the floor with your brains?” he asked the fallen crime lord. Black Mask then spots a wooden board on the ground and an idea pops up in his head. Black Mask slowly gets up off the ground. “ How about choice 3: Neither”. Black Mask then slams the board on Spikes hand, knocking the gun out of his hand then slams the board on Spike’s face knocking him facedown on the ground. Spike then turns his head upward and sees Black Mask holding the board up high “Sweet dreams.” He said then Spike’s vision goes black.
“ Ugh.” Spike groaned as he opens eyes only to see that he is not on the roof, but in a dark red shaded basement.” Where the hell am I?” Spike said to himself as he looks around the basement seeing tables filled with knives, forks, drills, and a piece of metal laying on a barrel filled with hot coals; he tries to move his arms and legs, but they are tied up. “ Well it seems your awake.” A voice said Spike turns around to see Black Mask walking out of the shadow.” You cost me a lot of money with that stunt you pulled…” Black Mask said as starts walking around the bounty hunter.” Now you got to pay.” He said looking at the tools on the table. Spike smirks.” Ha! What are gonna do? Bore me to de—“ Spike stopped at mid sentence when Black Mask punches him hard in the stomach.” Shut up, you filthy piece of s—t!” Black Mask yells then turns towards table filled with tools of torture.” You see guys like us have to deal with brave heroic machos like you everyday.” He said skimming his hand through knives and forks then grabs the piece of metal on the hot coal.” Ahhhhh, perfect temperature.” Black Mask eyes gleamed with excitement, then turns around to face the tied up Spike. “ And it always ends the same, you guys end up lying in the morgue.” Black Mask slowly walks towards the tied up bounty hunter.” So all I got to say to you before meet up with your buddies over there is….” Black Mask then holds the hot piece of metal close to Spikes face.
Black Mask was able to defeat Spike because his insanity and brutality were much higher, leaving Spike unprepared for his tactis and assault. Black Mask also packed a more diverse arsenal, with Spike having two of the same gun, and being clouded by his cockiness which allowed Sionis to take advantage of him.
Battle vs. Revy (by Undead RVD)Edit
Revy is lounging around in an old bar, throwing darts at a dart board. The patients and owners have run off. A half empty bottle of whiskey and a half empty box of cigarettes sit next to her. Soon, a man walks in. He is dressed in a gray overcoat, a matching fedora, sunglasses and blue suit underneath. His hair is bulging out from the sides of his hat.
Revy sees the man entering and pulls out one of her gun, aiming at the man. She looks him down and thinks there isn't much to worry about. Se re-holsters her gun and continues her game of darts
"Is this bar closed?" the man asks.
"Don't know," Revy replies, "Everyone ran out."
"Mind if I get a drink?"
"Don't care if you grab one."
He grabs a bottle of scotch already on the counter, likely ordered by one of the customers that ran, and a glass next to it. He pours out a glass and sits next to Revy.
"Well, mam, what happened here?"
"I walked into this junk and asked for a drink. Some big dickhole and his dushy friend told me I wasn't wanted here and I should leave. I punched one fuck in eye out and shot the other in the jaw. The rest of them ran off like the pusses they are."
"Shooting someone in the face would scare people pretty fast."
"Are you kidding? These place was filled with a bunch of big biker f--ks! They say they are badasses but they are the biggest pusses around!"
"And you are a real 'badass'?"
"I'm the # 1 Badass around!"
"What is you name, Badass?"
"I like to call myself Revy."
"I've heard the last person that went by that name isn't walking around anymore."
"People keep saying I should be dead! F--K them, though! I know Who I am!"
"You must have one hell of a price on your head."
"One hell of a price! Bunch of f--kers keep trying to take me down but all they get is a bullet in their head!"
"You should still worry. You might get that one person you can't handle."
"Ha! F--k that! No bounty hunter is going to take me..."
Revy gets a funny feeling. The man she has been talking to this whole time doesn't look as safe he did from before. She pulls out one of her "Cutlass" Beretta M92 and points it at the man but finds him pointing a Jericho 941 at her head.
"Who are you, you good looking f--k?" Revy says confidently.
"Does it really matter?"
"You're not to bad for a bounty hunter. I would like to know your name before blowing your brains all over the place."
"You can call me Spike."
"Well, Spike, I'll try leaving a little bit of head left for your brains."
Revy is about to pull the trigger but Spike is able to kick her back a ways and flips back. Revy pulls out her other "Cutlass" and fires at Spike. Spike flips over a table and uses it as cover. They exchange fire. Revy unleashes several rounds while Spike uses his round much more cautiously. They run our of ammo around the same time and reload.
"You sure you want to keep fighting like this?" Spike says.
"What else is there to do?"
"Well, I could take you out to dinner."
"Nah, I prefer shooting at people!"
"Well, it was worth a try."
They continue firing and moving. They soon run out of ammo again and have to reload. However, Spike decides to spice things up. Revy reloads and pops right up from cover but finds the lack of Spike. She hops over her current thing of cover walks over where Spike was, still keeping her guns out. She then hears a gun go off. She fires at the direction but finds it is merely a Beretta 92FS thrown at that direction. She isn't able to see Spike leap out and kick the guns out of her hands.
Revy starts to fight Revy without any guns. She swings out some punches and kicks. They are fast and powerful but they are also sloppy. At least they are to Spike. Spike side steps away from each attack and follows with some classic Jeet Kune Do kicks and punches. Revy is able to block them and retaliates. The fight goes on like this but Spike is able to find a good spot to get her off balanced. She tries doing a roundhouse but Spike is able to flip back and kick her leg, getting her off balanced. He finishes it off by kicking her in the head.
Revy is enraged and starts to swing about even more. However, she is even sloppier and Spike finds many opening to throw in some painful kicks. He is able to kick her in her gut, her chest and her face. She flies back aways and crashes into a table. Spike picks up his Jericho and points it at Revy, who is now beaten and bloody.
"Mother F--ker." Revy grunts.
"Don't worry. It's normal to get your ass kicked by a guy like me."
"Not for me..."
Spike is lounging around, watching TV while drinking a some scotch. Fey is joining him.
"Well, 100,000 woolong. That should keep us feed."
"No thanks to you guys."
"Hey! I was looking for that bitch too! You were just lucky."
"Sure I was."
Jet enters from checking the computer.
"You should be pretty proud, Spike. You caught who was regarded as one of the most dangerous pirates in history."
"I knew what I was walking into. Besides, she wasn't that bad."
"Hey Guuyyss!" Ed is heard over the intercom. "We got a message from some angry lady!"
Spike and the others walk up to Eds spot and see the person who was on the other line: Revy.
"HEY THERE YOU ASSHOLE!" Revy yells over.
"Nice to see you too." Spike says with some cool.
"You think you took me down! When I get my hand on you, my foot will be so far up your ass, you will die from choking on my foot!"
"And how did you get away from the cops?"
"Not th first time I caught by the fuzz! Remember, my foot up you ass!.... OK, how the hell do I turn this thing off?" The transmition ends.
"What you going to DOOO Spikey?" Ed asks him.
"I took her down once, i can take her down again. I'll just go with the flow..."
In an overwhelming victory, Spike came out on top. While Revy was better with the guns, as she is ambidextrous, and far more brutal, Spike was better in one-on-one combat and far more intelligent. He can think on the fly, make up a plan as he goes and use his skills with creative effect. Overall, Spike is the Superior Badass of the World of Anime!
Battle vs. Nathan Drake (by TheWetWaffle)Edit
Spike Spiegel: 1
Nathan Drake: 1
South America, 2013
Nathan Drake was in a temple somewhere in South America, hoping to find treasure without having mercenaries, supernatural beings, or pirates trying to kill him. Drake was digging but he noticed something that caught his eye, a shiny egg-like item with a bunch of letters on it. Drake went to inspect it and noticed that he's never seen anything like it.
"Now what do we have here?" Drake said to himself.
Then a light flashed from from the item and Drake disappeared.
Spike Spiegel is walking down an abandoned train station looking for a bounty who's hideout may be around here. The bounty was on of the most brutal crime lords in the solar system, Nolan West.
"This should be a piece of cake," Spike thought to himself.
Spike was armed to the teeth since this guy wasn't going to give up easily and his goons were going to protect him no matter what.
Then there was a massive noise that echoed the tunnel, alarming Spike.
"Ow, my head." Drake said to himself. "Where the hell am I?"
He only saw train tracks and a curved wall. He was definitely in a train station.
"Deja vú." Drake recalled the time him, Sully, and Charlie narrowly escaped Marlowe's mercenaries in London. Luckily Chloe drove them to safety in a van.
Drake got up and knew he had to find out what's going on. Luckily he still had his guns that teleported with him. He holstered his Beretta 92FS, grabbed his SPAS-12, and an M67 grenade. He slung his AKS-74U over his back in went off.
Spike went to investigate the noise to find a man with guns and a grenade. In fact, he looked familiar, Spike took out the photo of the bounty he had in his pocket.
"This is definitely the guy" Spike thought to himself.
Spike didn't want to kill him since he had to take him in alive to get the the most amount of money from the bounty. He aimed at the man's leg with his Remington 870 and fired.
Hearing the gunshot, Drake took cover behind a crate and blindfired with his SPAS-12, missing Spike.
"What are you doing?" Drake asked.
"Working" Spike responded.
Spike then throws an M67 grenade towards Nate's direction, flushing him out of his cover.
Drake then drops his SPAS-12 and takes out his AKS-74U and fires towards Spike. Spike does the same with his MP5A3 and shoots Nate, hitting him in the shoulder.
"Oh crap." Nate says under his breath.
Nate then remembers that he has the grenade from earlier. He takes one out and throws it to Spike who barely misses getting hit.
Spike continues to fire his MP5A3 until bullets stop coming out of his gun and instead he hears a faint clicking sound coming out of his gun.
"Great, just great." Spike mutters as he gets rid of his MP5A3 and takes out his signature Jericho 941.
Nathan continues to fire until he hears the same clicking sound Spike heard.
Drake shruged and took out his Beretta 92FS. He crept very slowly, hoping to find Spike until he sees a shadowy figure.
The figure opens fire and Drake does the same. Spike and Drake trade fire for a while until they hear notice that they are both out of ammo.
They both come out and raise their fists, readying themselves for a one on one fight. Nate throws the first punch and misses Spike. Spike hits Drake in the stomach but Nate counters by kicking Spike in the stomach. Spike screams in pain but manages to pull through and punches Nate in the ribs and finishes the job with a swift kick, knocking Drake out cold.
Winner: Spike Spiegel
Unknown Location, Mars, 2071
In an abandoned building, a group of three men, Spike Spiegel, and an unknown man with a bag over his head are in a negotiation.
"Ow, my head." Nathan Drake thought to himself. "Where the hell am I?"
"Okay so here's your guy." Spike says to the group of men who offered the bounty. "Now pay up."
"Wait, wait, wait buddy, we gotta see if you got the right guy" the leader of this group said.
One of the men open the bag to reveal Nathan Drake, bloody and bruised.
"Gentlemen, how are you?" Drake sarcastically said as he coughed up a bit of blood.
The men draw their guns towards Spike and Drake. "What are you trying to pull here?" one of them said.
"Nothing" Spike then takes out his Jericho 941 and manages to shoot all the men with ease.
Spike then unties Drake and hands him a Beretta 92FS from one of the goons.
"I don't know who you are or why you aren't the bounty I was looking for, but we need to get out." Spike said.
A group of men rush into the room with more guns.
"Here we go." Drake says with a smug look.
This was a rather easy win for Spike due to his better hand to hand skills and pistol. While Nathan's long range weapon and combat experience were better, it wasn't good enough to get him a win.