This is my first Trigun fic! Be gentle! This also has some spoilers in
it, so if you haven't seen everything and don't know what happens, you
might want to turn around now! You've been warned! No flames!
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His first thought upon awakening was that he should've been dead.
Some sick twist of fate had saved him. He had never asked for it.
Legato pushed himself up off the ground, pain coursing through his veins. Master would be disappointed with him. Or perhaps Master had saved him. But why? This was his final gift to Him, to show Vash the Stampede who he really was.
Blood was everywhere. His blood. Had he been left out here? His corpse would have just rotted in the sun? Legato supposed he deserved no less. He was someone of no consequence, part of an inferior species. Just a spider compared to--
The sound of something heavy dropping to the ground shattered his thoughts. He turned around to see who was there.
The tall one. Of the two women that followed around Vash the Stampede, the taller one was here. With a shovel, which she had dropped from the shock of seeing him alive.
They had left, but she had come back to bury him. And would have, if he had been dead.
When she was done gaping at him, she murmured, "You're alive?"
He only raised an eyebrow in reply. If Master had spared him, perhaps it was for this moment. He could kill her here, cause even more pain to Vash the Stampede--
Legato hadn't a chance to continue with these thoughts before Milly's arms were around his neck, hugging him. "I'm so glad! Mr. Vash has been a wreck since... Well, he'll be glad to know you're not dead."
His left arm twitched at the mention of that man's name. He rarely killed anyone by his own hand, and technically, he wouldn't. The left hand reached around her. He could easily choke her or snap her neck.
However, instead he found himself patting her on the back, as he felt her warm tears on his neck. "Vash the Stampede is still alive?"
She lifted her head to look at him. She had lovely eyes. "Yes! Of course! Do you want to see Mr. Vash?"
Patting her hair, Legato nodded.
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His first thought upon awakening was that he should've been dead.
Some sick twist of fate had saved him. He had never asked for it.
Legato pushed himself up off the ground, pain coursing through his veins. Master would be disappointed with him. Or perhaps Master had saved him. But why? This was his final gift to Him, to show Vash the Stampede who he really was.
Blood was everywhere. His blood. Had he been left out here? His corpse would have just rotted in the sun? Legato supposed he deserved no less. He was someone of no consequence, part of an inferior species. Just a spider compared to--
The sound of something heavy dropping to the ground shattered his thoughts. He turned around to see who was there.
The tall one. Of the two women that followed around Vash the Stampede, the taller one was here. With a shovel, which she had dropped from the shock of seeing him alive.
They had left, but she had come back to bury him. And would have, if he had been dead.
When she was done gaping at him, she murmured, "You're alive?"
He only raised an eyebrow in reply. If Master had spared him, perhaps it was for this moment. He could kill her here, cause even more pain to Vash the Stampede--
Legato hadn't a chance to continue with these thoughts before Milly's arms were around his neck, hugging him. "I'm so glad! Mr. Vash has been a wreck since... Well, he'll be glad to know you're not dead."
His left arm twitched at the mention of that man's name. He rarely killed anyone by his own hand, and technically, he wouldn't. The left hand reached around her. He could easily choke her or snap her neck.
However, instead he found himself patting her on the back, as he felt her warm tears on his neck. "Vash the Stampede is still alive?"
She lifted her head to look at him. She had lovely eyes. "Yes! Of course! Do you want to see Mr. Vash?"
Patting her hair, Legato nodded.