Summary: AU. Knives won the final battle and while Vash has been unconscious, Knives has been working.
"My, my,Vash, you're such a sleeper."
Vash looked around. There was pain all over his body. It was dark. Where the hell was he? He could smell blood...lots of blood.
A cracked voice through cracked lips: "What have you done?"
Knives was somewhere near him in the darkness. "Come now. Don't be a sore loser. You can't win 'em all." Vash could hear him moving in the darkness. "Look. I saved one for you."
A bright spotlight fell upon a sad little bloody lump of a girl. Vash began to shake in horror. That could not be Meryl. It couldn't be Meryl.
Knives, still lurking in the darkness, seemed amused by the reaction. "She's in pain, Vash. Finish her off. It'll be far more kind than the demise I had planned."
All Vash could do was scream. Somewhere in the darkness, Knives clicked his tongue three times in disappointment.
"He who hesitates is lost..." With that, a blade from nowhere and everywhere came out of the darkness and ripped Meryl to shreds. "Well," Knives nonchalantly said, "That's the last of them. Finally...Eden can be realized."
Knives never knew what hit him. Vash finally let himself get lost in the feeling of power as one lonely little desert planet disappeared in a flash of light.