)(Halloo, everyone. I DON'T OWN TRIGUN! (Although I'd like to..) This is the do-over of this story (since it kinda sucked.. okay, it really sucked..) I changed virtually everything, except the randomness. I just can't do that, sorry! Anyway, thanks so much for those of you who review the original story (and for reading all the absurdity!) Oh, and by the way, the first chapter only is told from Kenna's point of view (just because), and I think I screwed up the tense. Sorry about that, too! The first chapter's SUPER SHORT.. I think they all may be real short. But it gives me easier tasks and makes it quick for you to read. If you want longer chapters, I'll make 'em longer, no prob. (The A/N is almost longer than the chapter itself. I'm such a terrible author..))(
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Chapter One- Silver, Red, Silver
I staggered into the town at about midnight. I don't know what brought me there. I suppose it was just a gut feeling. There are a lot of people out for being so late at night. I know they're watching my trail of blood, and for good reason. The trail I'm leaving is silver. And it glows. So no wonder I'm scaring these folks. I nervously make sure the geranium tucked behind my ear is in place. It is. The silver cross I have on my right-hand cuff glints with moonlight.
A man steps in front of me. I stop. Here come the questions. "What brings a pretty gal like yerself to a dirty ol' town like this?" he asked.
I put on my "leave me alone" look and answer truthfully: "I'm looking for Preacher Wolfwood and Vash the Stampede." He looked into my icy blue eyes; I glare at him through my platinum blonde bangs. I made sure my voice was monotone and careless.
He blinked. He should have seen that one coming: A strange girl walks into town, blood all over the place. Obviously, she's looking for the Stampede. He returned my glare. I know he doubted what I said. "Yeah?"
I glowered at him. "If you don't know where they are, then get out of my way."
Taken aback, I'm sure, he obediently points down the street. "Turn right about 'alf way through town. Continue down the alley to the door at the dead end. That's where I heard Vash the Stampede was staying." I noticed he stretched the word "heard".
I nod to him and continue my limping down the street.
Finally, I found a lead on Vash the Stampede. I just hope I can convince him and the preacher..
As I turn the corner, I look back and see he's noticed the blood. It's glowing, but slowly fading. It turns to red mist and rises to the black sky. The ground looks as if flames have charred it.
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