Goodbye Vash
So where is it that I stand?
Do I stand for the right side and live a lie thinking that I could forgive myself for what I have done?
Or do I return to what I have become and only worsen the problem.
There is no side for me.
I am alone and I have nowhere to look to.
Vash" it's not like that. There is another way."
Of course there is. There is always another way, but I don't have the time to learn it. We have problems here. And we need answers here fast.
Vash" I wont return to the stampede I wont kill again."
I turn to look at the great cross punisher. You still keep that?
Vash" Millie keeps it as reminder of him."
He was a great man. I wish I could have met him. It bothers me every time I think about what happened to him.
Vash " I'm not going to help you."
What?
Vash" you seem to know how to take care of these things better then I do, and besides I think you need to learn to take care of your fears."
This is beyond fear.
If this were only about fear I wouldn't ask you about it. You're the only one that can use the angel arm! You're the only one that can stand a chance on stopping them.
Vash" I thought you said that you were an angel like me. I thought you should be able to use the angel arm."
I don't know how to use your type. The one that knives made is so complex and things seem s to connect going in circles making no sense but as if to make you not understand how it works.
Vash" I see"
I look at him rather oddly. This did not seem like the Vash that I had expected. From what I had known this man was suspose to be much of a goofball, and yet here he stood calmly taking in this information as if he was a professional or something. This is not how the legendary outlaw should be acting.
Could this really be Vash the Stampede? Why would he be acting like this? Could it be that he acts like a goofball because really he is hiding his seriousness? There is no more reason for him to show his poker face? That would be just foolish.
Vash " would you mind coming with me I want to show you something."
He gets up as he walks to the door. I follow him to find what it is that he has to show me. He waves his hand up to his stomach implying that I should go first. I follow to hear the sound of a gun coaching right behind me. Many thoughts went through my head right then. Most of them were like " is this the end?" " Have I really fallen for a look alike? " I could almost feel him grip the trigger as the hammer pulled back. Then the silence of the dead was made followed by the sound of a single shot. Nothing appeared to have moved things just stayed still as if they thought if they didn't move that nothing would happen. But no death is mourned forever.
The wind moved again on that god-forsaken desert . I didn't feel anything really. I could feel sweat fall down my face, but really to be truthfully I felt quiet fine. I turned my body around and turned my gun around so that it wasn't turned behind my back anymore. I looked down at the dead body of a fake Vash.
There was only a small wound to his torso that said that I had hit him. I looked down at him with his red duster on and I realized that I am going to have sow up the bullet hole. I studied the body for a while. The only explanation to how that man could have looked so much like Vash is that they cloned him somehow. But that means that they have discovered lost technology and is now using it. This is going to make it more difficult to find the real Vash the Stampede.
I looked up realizing that there was still Merrill here, or at least the cloned Merrill. I looked at her wrinkled face and then I realized is that she couldn't be a clone or at least how could she be that old? And how do they clone someone like Vash the Stampede? He is far more complex then a normal man's DNA. So how did they do it? How is this possible that they could clones? There is no way they could do so much detail otherwise.
It wasn't adding up. But I soon learned that I really didn't have time to think since Merrill lifted up a gun and be aimed it at me. I was quick to take care of her. I left that house only with presents to the desert in the form of two dead bodies.
I arrive to a town. Lost in myself I start to wonder about those clones and how it could be done. Maybe this is one last present for Vash from Knives. He probably could of done it with the help of Vash's left arm that he took, but something didn't seem right about that. I sat at a table in a bar pondering about that. That was..... Until someone threw a cat at me.
The scared thing started to scratch at me face and then ran away. I turn to look to find where that cat came from and only to find that I wasn't the only one that had the idea of being dark and scary.
Leaning against the bar stood a tall man. Of course a side arm connected to his waist. He wore a hat large enough to nearly cover his entire face. He was defiantly trying to keep his identity a secrete. I knew that most likely it wasn't Vash, but I always have to try. I pick up the cat off of the ground.
" Is this your cat?"
" Yes, he managed to get past me some how."
I could hear his voice. This man was defiantly not the man. I toss the cat over to him and then sit down again, but I wasn't given much time to relax because before I knew it the man had thrown the cat at me again. I dodged it and the cat flattened against the wall.
I knew this man wouldn't stop until he had gotten what he wanted. So I stood up and met him.
"What is it that you want?"
He only answered me by taking out his guns and trying to shoot me. I dodged his attack and countered by picking his body up and tossing him out the window of the bar. I step through the window as I meet him in the dusty streets. It started to look like one of those old western movies. You know when they stare at each other for a little while before anything else happens. Then the man made the wrong move.
Why don't you draw Vash the Stampede?"
I smiled at him. " Ok, but I am just warning you. I'm not Vash."
I hold up the angel arm that belongs to the legendary outlaw. I aim it at him and then fire my six bullets at him. Not one of them hits him. However one did get close to hitting him.
" Hey I think my aim is getting better.."
" What you call that shooting? I thought that you were Vash the Stampede not some guy try to pawn off as him! I came here for a bounty!"
"Well I do have a $$50 bounty on me for skipping out on a tip at the rusty crow inn, but that is about it."
" Skipping on a tip?"
"Well. that and for the entire meal."
" Well, I guess that will have to do.."
" What? You're going to try to catch for a lousy $$50 bounty? That's not worth the bullets used let alone the time!"
" Maybe, but as a bounty hunter it's my job to get every one with a price tag on them."
" Your crazy you know that."
" Yeah, but the way your shooting I'll be close enough to strangle your neck before you hit me."
I empty my shells from my gun and start to reload. " Hey, that's rude I am still training on how to use these things."
The man un-holsters his gun and points it at me. " Sorry son, but I am not going to let you have the chance learn how to hit me."
He moves his gun pointing away from me a few inches and fires. I didn't move knowing that he wasn't going to hit me. however. where he shot at the ground around exploded as if someone had just used a bomb. I go tumbling to my side. A small dust cloud engulfed me. I decided to take this as a chance to disappear.
I hid behind a building as I started to think about what just happened. That was a gun right? There is no way that he could of shot something that powerful. Was there a mine there or something? No, I would of saw it and if I couldn't have seen it he couldn't have. Exploding bullets? I don't think that it could of made that big of a blast. there had to be a reason he could shoot like that, and I needed to figure it out relatively fast, because I was damned if I was going to get arrested for skipping on paying a meal!
I look out at the still dusty little street. The man still holding his gun up was they're waiting for the dust to settle. I could see the blast site of his bullet. I stared at it for a little while before finally understood how he did it. I held up my gun and started to run out of the dust firing at him, or more just hitting around him.
" Kid you gotta learn when to give up."
He starts to point his gun at me. I holster my gun.
" You know the thing about you guys is.." I take hold of my right sword and take it out of its sheave. " You guys rely on guns way to much."
With that I take my sword and slice it around in the air. I was a good ways away from the guy , but I wasn't trying to hit him. I swung through the air in a form of a poser move, and then put my sword away.
" Kid you have lost your mind." He points his gun at me." And I hope the bounty is dead or alive"
He aims his gun at this new man and fires. I blinked, because if I was going to die I would like to not see it coming, but I did not fail myself. He pulled the trigger and nothing happened. He looks at his gun rather dumbly.
" What's the problem ran out of bullets? Or was it the fact that your gun doesn't have any bullets?"
The bounty hunter started to feel even dumber then he did that same minute. " You think I wouldn't notice that the blast wasn't even made in the right angel of you shooting? It only took my a few seconds to realize that your 'gun' is just an aimer for several other gun you have planted around this city."
" fine I guess I am going to have to do this the hard way. He drops his gun and lifts up his fists in a fighting manner.
I shake my head as if this was all just a joke. " You're kidding me right?"
" I am the 2nd time champion of the Augusta boxing tournament, so don't think that I am going to go down easy." I shrug and then takes hold of my sword again as I charge him. We head at each other with the look of fire in each of eyes. We each make our attack as we pass by one and another. I turn around to look at him.
" While I do hold no championship and nor am I good at shooting. I do hold one good value." The hunter doubles over from the pain.
" I am very deadly with a sword." You can see that I had sword sticking out of my sheave just a little as I put it away.
"Next time you should keep a real gun on hand. Then you might actually get to do some damage."
Then I somehow managed to walk into more damage as I walked forward into another gun pointed into my face. I look at the person making such a threat at me and am rather surprised.
For one, because it was a woman and two for she actually was going to try to catch me after his failure.
" You might act that you can be super human, but when you stick a gun in your face your expression changes. I can't quiet tell what exactly it is.. Maybe it was that small hint of fear right in your eyes there a second. It's gone now but I think that fear is still there."
I smile at her." I am not to good at hiding my emotions."
she is a little surprised at that comment. I reach for the barrel of the shotgun. She fires, and I turn my head away quickly.
Se keeps a hold of the gun even though I now control where the gun is fired. I slowly turn my head back to her as it shows that a few pellets managed to hit me. I can feel blood start to move down my face.
" That hurt." I take away her shotgun as she stares at two pellets that are stuck in my cheek. " Maybe I should show you how it feels."
I put one hand on the handle of my sword. " Wait! " I turn to look that the old man is pleading for her life.
" First you try to kill me then you try to beg for forgiveness. Seems like a bad way to work things."
" Please we were going to try to take you alive."
" That is a wonderful sentiment." I take out my sword as I slash at the air.
They both stand there for a second trying to figure out what I had just did. " you didn't kill us?"
" I already got a $$50 bounty on me. And apparently that is enough to cause trouble. I would just hate to think what would happen if I killed somebody."
I smile as I start to leave the city." I wouldn't be able to sleep at all."
The bounty hunters gather their bearings as they stand up. " We have to follow him, Angel. That isn't any ordinary man He may be wanted for nothing more then $$50 but I now there is something about him that makes him special. No were not going to follow him for a bounty, we are going to follow him because he is going to lead us to something big."
" Rodriguez?"
" Just trust me. If he isn't going to do something important, he is at least going to lead us to the thing that is important."
Rodriguez starts to smile as he looks over to 'angel' " either way it will be one hell of a bounty or at least a great adventure."
Angel starts to smile back at him. " Now quick we got gather up my guns and catch up to him." She agrees with him as they scramble off to get ready to leave.
They enter into the dusty desert as they begin to follow the trail that I had left. " Where is he? There isn't a trace of him, but I am sure he went this way."
" Yeah but you never know when the guy might decide to hide his tracks because of a pesky bounty hunter."
Rodriguez looks to his left to see that sitting on the sand hill is none other then that special guy that he was trying to track.
" How did you know that we were going to follow you?"
" I make it a hobby to keep an eye around me."
" So how about it? I have a feeling you managed to hear our conversation as well." Rodriguez stares at him for his answer.
" I am paranoid not superhuman." the two bounty hunters fall over in the shock.
" well I guess I should get going." I start to walk off leaving to two were they lay.
" Wait don't you know why we want to go with you? Where are you going? And what's your name?"
the stranger turns around to face them." I go by the name archangel, and I going to go hunt down Vash the Stampede."
Preview: (archangel) I was never good at conversations. why are they making me do this?.... There once was a wander. One day the wander met two merchants that were traveling in the same direction. They travel for days together and then finally the merchants asked the wander " where are you going? Why are you going there?" the wander could only answer that he doesn't know. But wherever it is I hope it tells me my meaning of life. did I just say I hope?
So where is it that I stand?
Do I stand for the right side and live a lie thinking that I could forgive myself for what I have done?
Or do I return to what I have become and only worsen the problem.
There is no side for me.
I am alone and I have nowhere to look to.
Vash" it's not like that. There is another way."
Of course there is. There is always another way, but I don't have the time to learn it. We have problems here. And we need answers here fast.
Vash" I wont return to the stampede I wont kill again."
I turn to look at the great cross punisher. You still keep that?
Vash" Millie keeps it as reminder of him."
He was a great man. I wish I could have met him. It bothers me every time I think about what happened to him.
Vash " I'm not going to help you."
What?
Vash" you seem to know how to take care of these things better then I do, and besides I think you need to learn to take care of your fears."
This is beyond fear.
If this were only about fear I wouldn't ask you about it. You're the only one that can use the angel arm! You're the only one that can stand a chance on stopping them.
Vash" I thought you said that you were an angel like me. I thought you should be able to use the angel arm."
I don't know how to use your type. The one that knives made is so complex and things seem s to connect going in circles making no sense but as if to make you not understand how it works.
Vash" I see"
I look at him rather oddly. This did not seem like the Vash that I had expected. From what I had known this man was suspose to be much of a goofball, and yet here he stood calmly taking in this information as if he was a professional or something. This is not how the legendary outlaw should be acting.
Could this really be Vash the Stampede? Why would he be acting like this? Could it be that he acts like a goofball because really he is hiding his seriousness? There is no more reason for him to show his poker face? That would be just foolish.
Vash " would you mind coming with me I want to show you something."
He gets up as he walks to the door. I follow him to find what it is that he has to show me. He waves his hand up to his stomach implying that I should go first. I follow to hear the sound of a gun coaching right behind me. Many thoughts went through my head right then. Most of them were like " is this the end?" " Have I really fallen for a look alike? " I could almost feel him grip the trigger as the hammer pulled back. Then the silence of the dead was made followed by the sound of a single shot. Nothing appeared to have moved things just stayed still as if they thought if they didn't move that nothing would happen. But no death is mourned forever.
The wind moved again on that god-forsaken desert . I didn't feel anything really. I could feel sweat fall down my face, but really to be truthfully I felt quiet fine. I turned my body around and turned my gun around so that it wasn't turned behind my back anymore. I looked down at the dead body of a fake Vash.
There was only a small wound to his torso that said that I had hit him. I looked down at him with his red duster on and I realized that I am going to have sow up the bullet hole. I studied the body for a while. The only explanation to how that man could have looked so much like Vash is that they cloned him somehow. But that means that they have discovered lost technology and is now using it. This is going to make it more difficult to find the real Vash the Stampede.
I looked up realizing that there was still Merrill here, or at least the cloned Merrill. I looked at her wrinkled face and then I realized is that she couldn't be a clone or at least how could she be that old? And how do they clone someone like Vash the Stampede? He is far more complex then a normal man's DNA. So how did they do it? How is this possible that they could clones? There is no way they could do so much detail otherwise.
It wasn't adding up. But I soon learned that I really didn't have time to think since Merrill lifted up a gun and be aimed it at me. I was quick to take care of her. I left that house only with presents to the desert in the form of two dead bodies.
I arrive to a town. Lost in myself I start to wonder about those clones and how it could be done. Maybe this is one last present for Vash from Knives. He probably could of done it with the help of Vash's left arm that he took, but something didn't seem right about that. I sat at a table in a bar pondering about that. That was..... Until someone threw a cat at me.
The scared thing started to scratch at me face and then ran away. I turn to look to find where that cat came from and only to find that I wasn't the only one that had the idea of being dark and scary.
Leaning against the bar stood a tall man. Of course a side arm connected to his waist. He wore a hat large enough to nearly cover his entire face. He was defiantly trying to keep his identity a secrete. I knew that most likely it wasn't Vash, but I always have to try. I pick up the cat off of the ground.
" Is this your cat?"
" Yes, he managed to get past me some how."
I could hear his voice. This man was defiantly not the man. I toss the cat over to him and then sit down again, but I wasn't given much time to relax because before I knew it the man had thrown the cat at me again. I dodged it and the cat flattened against the wall.
I knew this man wouldn't stop until he had gotten what he wanted. So I stood up and met him.
"What is it that you want?"
He only answered me by taking out his guns and trying to shoot me. I dodged his attack and countered by picking his body up and tossing him out the window of the bar. I step through the window as I meet him in the dusty streets. It started to look like one of those old western movies. You know when they stare at each other for a little while before anything else happens. Then the man made the wrong move.
Why don't you draw Vash the Stampede?"
I smiled at him. " Ok, but I am just warning you. I'm not Vash."
I hold up the angel arm that belongs to the legendary outlaw. I aim it at him and then fire my six bullets at him. Not one of them hits him. However one did get close to hitting him.
" Hey I think my aim is getting better.."
" What you call that shooting? I thought that you were Vash the Stampede not some guy try to pawn off as him! I came here for a bounty!"
"Well I do have a $$50 bounty on me for skipping out on a tip at the rusty crow inn, but that is about it."
" Skipping on a tip?"
"Well. that and for the entire meal."
" Well, I guess that will have to do.."
" What? You're going to try to catch for a lousy $$50 bounty? That's not worth the bullets used let alone the time!"
" Maybe, but as a bounty hunter it's my job to get every one with a price tag on them."
" Your crazy you know that."
" Yeah, but the way your shooting I'll be close enough to strangle your neck before you hit me."
I empty my shells from my gun and start to reload. " Hey, that's rude I am still training on how to use these things."
The man un-holsters his gun and points it at me. " Sorry son, but I am not going to let you have the chance learn how to hit me."
He moves his gun pointing away from me a few inches and fires. I didn't move knowing that he wasn't going to hit me. however. where he shot at the ground around exploded as if someone had just used a bomb. I go tumbling to my side. A small dust cloud engulfed me. I decided to take this as a chance to disappear.
I hid behind a building as I started to think about what just happened. That was a gun right? There is no way that he could of shot something that powerful. Was there a mine there or something? No, I would of saw it and if I couldn't have seen it he couldn't have. Exploding bullets? I don't think that it could of made that big of a blast. there had to be a reason he could shoot like that, and I needed to figure it out relatively fast, because I was damned if I was going to get arrested for skipping on paying a meal!
I look out at the still dusty little street. The man still holding his gun up was they're waiting for the dust to settle. I could see the blast site of his bullet. I stared at it for a little while before finally understood how he did it. I held up my gun and started to run out of the dust firing at him, or more just hitting around him.
" Kid you gotta learn when to give up."
He starts to point his gun at me. I holster my gun.
" You know the thing about you guys is.." I take hold of my right sword and take it out of its sheave. " You guys rely on guns way to much."
With that I take my sword and slice it around in the air. I was a good ways away from the guy , but I wasn't trying to hit him. I swung through the air in a form of a poser move, and then put my sword away.
" Kid you have lost your mind." He points his gun at me." And I hope the bounty is dead or alive"
He aims his gun at this new man and fires. I blinked, because if I was going to die I would like to not see it coming, but I did not fail myself. He pulled the trigger and nothing happened. He looks at his gun rather dumbly.
" What's the problem ran out of bullets? Or was it the fact that your gun doesn't have any bullets?"
The bounty hunter started to feel even dumber then he did that same minute. " You think I wouldn't notice that the blast wasn't even made in the right angel of you shooting? It only took my a few seconds to realize that your 'gun' is just an aimer for several other gun you have planted around this city."
" fine I guess I am going to have to do this the hard way. He drops his gun and lifts up his fists in a fighting manner.
I shake my head as if this was all just a joke. " You're kidding me right?"
" I am the 2nd time champion of the Augusta boxing tournament, so don't think that I am going to go down easy." I shrug and then takes hold of my sword again as I charge him. We head at each other with the look of fire in each of eyes. We each make our attack as we pass by one and another. I turn around to look at him.
" While I do hold no championship and nor am I good at shooting. I do hold one good value." The hunter doubles over from the pain.
" I am very deadly with a sword." You can see that I had sword sticking out of my sheave just a little as I put it away.
"Next time you should keep a real gun on hand. Then you might actually get to do some damage."
Then I somehow managed to walk into more damage as I walked forward into another gun pointed into my face. I look at the person making such a threat at me and am rather surprised.
For one, because it was a woman and two for she actually was going to try to catch me after his failure.
" You might act that you can be super human, but when you stick a gun in your face your expression changes. I can't quiet tell what exactly it is.. Maybe it was that small hint of fear right in your eyes there a second. It's gone now but I think that fear is still there."
I smile at her." I am not to good at hiding my emotions."
she is a little surprised at that comment. I reach for the barrel of the shotgun. She fires, and I turn my head away quickly.
Se keeps a hold of the gun even though I now control where the gun is fired. I slowly turn my head back to her as it shows that a few pellets managed to hit me. I can feel blood start to move down my face.
" That hurt." I take away her shotgun as she stares at two pellets that are stuck in my cheek. " Maybe I should show you how it feels."
I put one hand on the handle of my sword. " Wait! " I turn to look that the old man is pleading for her life.
" First you try to kill me then you try to beg for forgiveness. Seems like a bad way to work things."
" Please we were going to try to take you alive."
" That is a wonderful sentiment." I take out my sword as I slash at the air.
They both stand there for a second trying to figure out what I had just did. " you didn't kill us?"
" I already got a $$50 bounty on me. And apparently that is enough to cause trouble. I would just hate to think what would happen if I killed somebody."
I smile as I start to leave the city." I wouldn't be able to sleep at all."
The bounty hunters gather their bearings as they stand up. " We have to follow him, Angel. That isn't any ordinary man He may be wanted for nothing more then $$50 but I now there is something about him that makes him special. No were not going to follow him for a bounty, we are going to follow him because he is going to lead us to something big."
" Rodriguez?"
" Just trust me. If he isn't going to do something important, he is at least going to lead us to the thing that is important."
Rodriguez starts to smile as he looks over to 'angel' " either way it will be one hell of a bounty or at least a great adventure."
Angel starts to smile back at him. " Now quick we got gather up my guns and catch up to him." She agrees with him as they scramble off to get ready to leave.
They enter into the dusty desert as they begin to follow the trail that I had left. " Where is he? There isn't a trace of him, but I am sure he went this way."
" Yeah but you never know when the guy might decide to hide his tracks because of a pesky bounty hunter."
Rodriguez looks to his left to see that sitting on the sand hill is none other then that special guy that he was trying to track.
" How did you know that we were going to follow you?"
" I make it a hobby to keep an eye around me."
" So how about it? I have a feeling you managed to hear our conversation as well." Rodriguez stares at him for his answer.
" I am paranoid not superhuman." the two bounty hunters fall over in the shock.
" well I guess I should get going." I start to walk off leaving to two were they lay.
" Wait don't you know why we want to go with you? Where are you going? And what's your name?"
the stranger turns around to face them." I go by the name archangel, and I going to go hunt down Vash the Stampede."
Preview: (archangel) I was never good at conversations. why are they making me do this?.... There once was a wander. One day the wander met two merchants that were traveling in the same direction. They travel for days together and then finally the merchants asked the wander " where are you going? Why are you going there?" the wander could only answer that he doesn't know. But wherever it is I hope it tells me my meaning of life. did I just say I hope?