Bite The Bullet
Prologue
::: ~Why didn't she ever tell us? Why? Knives and I knew there was something missing. Like part of us was ripped out and tossed aside somewhere. We talked about it with Rem too. Then why not tell us? Why keep something like that a secret? We never knew that all along...all this time... we had another brother...~
*****
A ten-year-old boy peeked into a room that was filled with blue light. He looked around at all the wires and metal. His eyes stopped at a tall three feet wide tank. The blue light seemed to be coming from the tank itself. The boy walked up to it and put a hand up to the container and he looked inside. At first it looked like water filled the tank up, but it was a different substance.
Inside the substance was a thin small figure, a boy about the same age as the other. They looked almost exactly the same, except the one in the tank had snow white hair and the other had a gold blonde. Also the one in the tank had paper white skin from lack of light. The albino-looking boy in the tank twitched startling the other. The blonde smiled warmly after a few minutes.
'Hello my name is Vash. I wish you could tell me yours, but I guess you cant talk to me.'
'He doesn't have a name."
The blonde looked up to find a tall dark haired woman standing in the doorway. The blonde stepped away from the tank quickly.
'It's ok Vash. I don't mind you being in here. I talk to him all the time.'
'Why doesn't he have a name?'
'I thought that you and Knives should name him. I think Knives already picked one out, even though he doesn't know if he has a name or not.' The woman said smiling at Vash.
'What do you think we should call him Rem?'
'I have no clue really.' She looked at the white haired ghost.'Wait...how about...Angel?'
Vash looked like he was thinking for a minute or so then he jumped up.
'Perfect!'
*****
A tall man that looked about in his twenties looked up towards the sky. His red rectangular glasses protected his sensitive eyes from the glaring twin suns. The man sighed, the memories of his childhood were lost to him, he could not remember. All he remembered was two sets of eyes staring back at him. One set of blue, the other green blue.
It didn't matter though, nothing really mattered.
A/N: I re-did the whole thing. Plah. The other one sucked. I still don't know about this one either. I'm hoping I won't make Angel look like another Vash or Knives. I need to work on his personality.
Another thing, with the other story it didn't have a good enough plot. This plot works better than the other one! I just hope the whole thing works. .
Prologue
::: ~Why didn't she ever tell us? Why? Knives and I knew there was something missing. Like part of us was ripped out and tossed aside somewhere. We talked about it with Rem too. Then why not tell us? Why keep something like that a secret? We never knew that all along...all this time... we had another brother...~
*****
A ten-year-old boy peeked into a room that was filled with blue light. He looked around at all the wires and metal. His eyes stopped at a tall three feet wide tank. The blue light seemed to be coming from the tank itself. The boy walked up to it and put a hand up to the container and he looked inside. At first it looked like water filled the tank up, but it was a different substance.
Inside the substance was a thin small figure, a boy about the same age as the other. They looked almost exactly the same, except the one in the tank had snow white hair and the other had a gold blonde. Also the one in the tank had paper white skin from lack of light. The albino-looking boy in the tank twitched startling the other. The blonde smiled warmly after a few minutes.
'Hello my name is Vash. I wish you could tell me yours, but I guess you cant talk to me.'
'He doesn't have a name."
The blonde looked up to find a tall dark haired woman standing in the doorway. The blonde stepped away from the tank quickly.
'It's ok Vash. I don't mind you being in here. I talk to him all the time.'
'Why doesn't he have a name?'
'I thought that you and Knives should name him. I think Knives already picked one out, even though he doesn't know if he has a name or not.' The woman said smiling at Vash.
'What do you think we should call him Rem?'
'I have no clue really.' She looked at the white haired ghost.'Wait...how about...Angel?'
Vash looked like he was thinking for a minute or so then he jumped up.
'Perfect!'
*****
A tall man that looked about in his twenties looked up towards the sky. His red rectangular glasses protected his sensitive eyes from the glaring twin suns. The man sighed, the memories of his childhood were lost to him, he could not remember. All he remembered was two sets of eyes staring back at him. One set of blue, the other green blue.
It didn't matter though, nothing really mattered.
A/N: I re-did the whole thing. Plah. The other one sucked. I still don't know about this one either. I'm hoping I won't make Angel look like another Vash or Knives. I need to work on his personality.
Another thing, with the other story it didn't have a good enough plot. This plot works better than the other one! I just hope the whole thing works. .
