My first Trigun fic!!! I made this after reading a few Legato fics, and I liked it ^_^ Anyway, it's just something quick, something what happened in Legato's past. Have fun ^_^







He opened his his and saw the dark, maybe even darker than it ws when his eyes were still shut. He heard the normal things. People. Everywhere. Voices. He stood up and tried to walk, but failed and felt his knees on the ground. It hurts, but what is pain? What is blood? Just some stupid thing that makes me the same as them, he thought.



I am Legato Bluesummers. A 9 year old boy, a freak, a psycho. Psycho.. he head a voice, coming from so high above.

'Hello, who are you? Are you alright?'

Legato closed his eyes and focused himself on that voice. He tried to stop those others, then opened his eyes again and looked above. A woman. A normal woman. So different from his mother. She had nice, long brown hair, and looked quite rich, compared to him and the other children. He tried to speak. He wanted to ask them who she was, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

The woman sat next to him, and put her arm around the blue haired boy, who seemed so confused. 'Who are you? What's your name? Can you talk?'

Legato looked at the woman, he felt something burning inside. He felt like he was crying, but he couldn't. Freaks don't cry. Only when they're alone… in the dark.. All my tears are already used, I don't got any left. The woman smiled. She had nice, blue eyes and a cute voice. She tried to help Legato with standing, but every time he stood, he felt like his legs didn't want anymore. He fell on the ground, blood over his face. His eyes staring cold, without any life.

I am a freak. A psycho. You are a psycho. The voices said. He felt more pain. Someone was kicking him. He didn't closed his eyes. Why?

I feel two warm hands, someone who carries me.. why.. I am.. a psycho… Then I close my eyes, I feel a tear.. another one..

'Don't cry..'

The voice said.. don't cry.. freak.. psycho..



I open my eyes, and see the light.. for the first time in so many years.. I hear a voice..

'Good morning, darling. Are you feeling better now?'

I try to look at the person who says it.. but it's just.. light.. I see other children.. 9.. and a girl baby.. with the same yes.. as the woman before.. Then I look again, see that woman, laughing at me.

'What's your name..' I ask..

The woman laughed.

'I'm glad you feel better now, I was really worried you know.'

'Who are you..'

She laughed again, and shows me the baby..

'Isn't she cute/ Her name is Milly..'

'Who are you..'

She smiled, lays her hand on my chest, I feel how she controls my breath..

I feel how everything is dark again.. the I hear another voice, calling the woman with the baby, who now gently brushes my hair..

'Ms. Thompson?'



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Authors note: yes… that was Milly's mother ^_^ Dunno why I thought of her, but anywayzz.. it's just something quick, please review ^_^