Apocalypse
Dislcaim: Like I'm smart enough to create something like Trigun. Psh.
The clouds will part and the sky cracks open
And God himself will reach his fucking arm through
Just to push you down
Just to hold you down
Stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss
It's hard to believe it could come down to this
Back at the beginning
Sinking
Spinning
- "The Wretched", Nine Inch Nails
Starships were falling from the sky. The stratosphere was on fire- raining and raining strange and glowing flame over their heads. The world was burning up in the darkness. A cosmic and genocidal Eden, rocketing from Mars and spiraling faster and faster into the velvet void of space. The brothers who should have never been born would be swallowed back into their womb again, angels sucked back into the bright heat of the stars where they'd always belonged.
Do you feel it?
Do I. . .feel it?
The sky is burning all around us.
Save me Rem, what should I do?
She's not here.
Look, Vash. It's burning.
They hold hands. Both have their eyes squeezed shut and tightly; not even the decency to look into each other's eyes before the end. Knives smiles.
And Vash's mouth moves wordlessly to form the muted words again and again, just like the first time, at the start of everything. The word is screaming in his brother's mind.
Still he smiles.
Because this time, Rem Saverem is really dead. And that's why Vashu is so scared, more than anything. He squeezes the shaking fingers. It was all worth it- he'd known it would be all along. And now as red and white and violets streak the darkened sky, he thinks he's found his own destructive Eden. His brother's heart is still in so much pain.
But I'm not wrong about this, Rem. . .
It was you who was wrong. You lived with him for only a short time, drifting on that spaceship out in the stars. You warped his thinking and he lived for you and your pacifistic contradictions for a hundred years. But I?
I am willing to die with him.
I have been dying with him all this time.
And it all leads up to this.
