*author (RCO) walks on stage * Hello Trigun fans! Welcome to the my first
Trigun fic that I made before Hybrid Theory! This is practically your
typical "Mary-Sue" fic, but I hope you like it! Oh, and check some of my
other work! AND ONE MORE THING! I dun own the Trigun charrys
(unfortunately), but I do own whatever charrys appear in this fic that
aren't from Trigun. Well, enjoy my fic!!
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Chapter 1: New Enemies, New Allies
In the hot desert of Planet Gunsmoke, gunshots rang in the air only to never be heard by anyone. At a deserted valley, three gunmen faced off. One was wearing a long, red trench coat and has blonde spiky hair with yellow sunglasses in front of his blue-green eyes. He was none other than Vash the Stampede. His companion was wearing all black, except for his white shirt that was underneath his black sport jacket. He was Nick D. Wolfwood.
The third guy was standing opposite of them. His hair was a brilliant red with a hint of orange and was short and spiked out here and there. His eyes were an emerald green and he wore red sunglasses in front of them. He was wearing a pair of dark khaki pants with a pair of black boots hidden underneath them. On top, he has a short, blue jacket on top of a military green shirt.
"I don't think you are going to get anywhere from me, Vash the Stampede," the blue-jacketed enemy shouted, then shooting of a couple of bullets in the direction of Vash and Nick.
Vash and Nick pressed their backs to the cliff side behind them. Vash brought up his silver .45 Colt Magnum gun to his face. Nick pulled out a few small guns from a compartment of his Cross Punisher.
"Is it just me or is this guy out of his mind," Nick asked while checking his ammo supply.
Vash snorted dust out of his nose from a nearby gunshot. "I think he is out of his mind."
Nick shrugged, "At least its just not me."
The redheaded maniac continued. "Not even your priest friend will be able to help you. And you won't be able to get away from me, Gavin Kaji, or in the Gung-Ho Guns as Pyro."
Nick choked back a laugh. "Yeah, right. I think I will be able to help you, Vash."
Vash smiled. "We better find a way to get away from here and get to the next town."
"Right."
Gavin continued to hail bullets in the general area of where Vash and Nick were.
"Let's move," Vash said. He jumped sideways, shooting his guns at Gavin. Nick followed suit. Gavin started to shoot as soon as they jumped into view. Vash shot Gavin in the hand, causing Gavin to drop his gun.
But using his other gun, Gavin kept shooting and shot Nick in the leg. Nick fell, yelping in pain.
"Nick!" Vash yelled then shot a few more times at Gavin, landing two more shots in none vital areas. Gavin went down and stayed down.
Vash hurried over to his fallen friend. "You alright, Nick?"
Nick looked at Vash and sarcastically said, "I'm fine, now what do you think?"
"Alright, now let's hurry and get to the next town."
"Hey, Vash. What is the next town called?"
Vash thought a moment, " I think its called Polaris."
Vash helped Nick to his unhurt foot. Then got Nick's Cross Punisher and slowly headed for the next town.
*****
In the outskirts of the town Polaris, which was about two iles off, was a girl with shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were a crystal blue and were fixated on the paper that was in front of her. Around her were easels, paints, drawings and paintings; this was her studio. She concentrated hard as she stroked the paper lightly with her pencil.
Honestly, she thought, why in the world am I drawing the planet's most wanted outlaw, Vash the Stampede? Come on, Astra, you have better things to do and draw than this person.
Another voice came in as she started to have a conversation in her mind. Because he was in your dream and couldn't concentrate on anything else, even when you tried.
Oh, yeah, duh.
Astra continued her drawing. In the background, music played on as she ignored it because of being so wrapped up into her drawing.
She yawned as she realized that it was only lunchtime, so she decided to take a break. She needed to clear her head up a bit anyways; it was starting to hurt a little.
Downstairs, in the kitchen of her home, Astra checked her cooler and saw that she still had some items to make a small salad. So she pulled out the vegetables and mixed them together in a bowl.
After she made her salad, she walked around the house, looking at all of the pictures and eating her salad at the same time. Most of the pictures on the walls were pictures of her late parents. Some others had the whole family, some of just her and some of just her brother.
Her brother. She didn't like to think about him, let alone talk about him. His name is Gavin, and he left home a month after the death of their parents, which was almost five years ago. The last she heard, he joined the Gung-Ho Guns. She didn't really like the purpose of the Gung-Ho Guns, which rumors say that it's to torment Vash the Stampede.
Now, Vash the Stampede was a different story. Astra had mixed feelings when it came to taking sides with him or the world. She remembered when she was younger, that Vash was in town the same day that her mom was shopping for supplies. There were gunshots and she wanted to watch, but her mom wouldn't let her. One of the gunmen was Vash, but she didn't remember who or what the other gunmen was. Her mom tried to get into a store, but it was too crowded. And she remembered a simple phrase that came out of Vash's mouth.
"Love and Peace," Astra said without thinking or even caring that she was alone in the house. She smiled at the fact that she can remember the phrase.
She sighed and finished her salad. Astra climbed back up the stairs to get back to her studio and to finish her drawing.
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Chapter 1: New Enemies, New Allies
In the hot desert of Planet Gunsmoke, gunshots rang in the air only to never be heard by anyone. At a deserted valley, three gunmen faced off. One was wearing a long, red trench coat and has blonde spiky hair with yellow sunglasses in front of his blue-green eyes. He was none other than Vash the Stampede. His companion was wearing all black, except for his white shirt that was underneath his black sport jacket. He was Nick D. Wolfwood.
The third guy was standing opposite of them. His hair was a brilliant red with a hint of orange and was short and spiked out here and there. His eyes were an emerald green and he wore red sunglasses in front of them. He was wearing a pair of dark khaki pants with a pair of black boots hidden underneath them. On top, he has a short, blue jacket on top of a military green shirt.
"I don't think you are going to get anywhere from me, Vash the Stampede," the blue-jacketed enemy shouted, then shooting of a couple of bullets in the direction of Vash and Nick.
Vash and Nick pressed their backs to the cliff side behind them. Vash brought up his silver .45 Colt Magnum gun to his face. Nick pulled out a few small guns from a compartment of his Cross Punisher.
"Is it just me or is this guy out of his mind," Nick asked while checking his ammo supply.
Vash snorted dust out of his nose from a nearby gunshot. "I think he is out of his mind."
Nick shrugged, "At least its just not me."
The redheaded maniac continued. "Not even your priest friend will be able to help you. And you won't be able to get away from me, Gavin Kaji, or in the Gung-Ho Guns as Pyro."
Nick choked back a laugh. "Yeah, right. I think I will be able to help you, Vash."
Vash smiled. "We better find a way to get away from here and get to the next town."
"Right."
Gavin continued to hail bullets in the general area of where Vash and Nick were.
"Let's move," Vash said. He jumped sideways, shooting his guns at Gavin. Nick followed suit. Gavin started to shoot as soon as they jumped into view. Vash shot Gavin in the hand, causing Gavin to drop his gun.
But using his other gun, Gavin kept shooting and shot Nick in the leg. Nick fell, yelping in pain.
"Nick!" Vash yelled then shot a few more times at Gavin, landing two more shots in none vital areas. Gavin went down and stayed down.
Vash hurried over to his fallen friend. "You alright, Nick?"
Nick looked at Vash and sarcastically said, "I'm fine, now what do you think?"
"Alright, now let's hurry and get to the next town."
"Hey, Vash. What is the next town called?"
Vash thought a moment, " I think its called Polaris."
Vash helped Nick to his unhurt foot. Then got Nick's Cross Punisher and slowly headed for the next town.
*****
In the outskirts of the town Polaris, which was about two iles off, was a girl with shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were a crystal blue and were fixated on the paper that was in front of her. Around her were easels, paints, drawings and paintings; this was her studio. She concentrated hard as she stroked the paper lightly with her pencil.
Honestly, she thought, why in the world am I drawing the planet's most wanted outlaw, Vash the Stampede? Come on, Astra, you have better things to do and draw than this person.
Another voice came in as she started to have a conversation in her mind. Because he was in your dream and couldn't concentrate on anything else, even when you tried.
Oh, yeah, duh.
Astra continued her drawing. In the background, music played on as she ignored it because of being so wrapped up into her drawing.
She yawned as she realized that it was only lunchtime, so she decided to take a break. She needed to clear her head up a bit anyways; it was starting to hurt a little.
Downstairs, in the kitchen of her home, Astra checked her cooler and saw that she still had some items to make a small salad. So she pulled out the vegetables and mixed them together in a bowl.
After she made her salad, she walked around the house, looking at all of the pictures and eating her salad at the same time. Most of the pictures on the walls were pictures of her late parents. Some others had the whole family, some of just her and some of just her brother.
Her brother. She didn't like to think about him, let alone talk about him. His name is Gavin, and he left home a month after the death of their parents, which was almost five years ago. The last she heard, he joined the Gung-Ho Guns. She didn't really like the purpose of the Gung-Ho Guns, which rumors say that it's to torment Vash the Stampede.
Now, Vash the Stampede was a different story. Astra had mixed feelings when it came to taking sides with him or the world. She remembered when she was younger, that Vash was in town the same day that her mom was shopping for supplies. There were gunshots and she wanted to watch, but her mom wouldn't let her. One of the gunmen was Vash, but she didn't remember who or what the other gunmen was. Her mom tried to get into a store, but it was too crowded. And she remembered a simple phrase that came out of Vash's mouth.
"Love and Peace," Astra said without thinking or even caring that she was alone in the house. She smiled at the fact that she can remember the phrase.
She sighed and finished her salad. Astra climbed back up the stairs to get back to her studio and to finish her drawing.