The Hero or the Villain?
By: Rachia
Summary: A somewhat angsty Vash POV one-shot on how he is treated because of his bounty, as well as other thoughts. Takes place near the beginning of the series but has some spoilers for later on.
Disclaimer: Trigun belongs to Yasuhiro Nightow-sama, not me. If I DID own Trigun, I'd be too busy doing inappropriate things to Vash to write this FanFic. I also don't own the song "Hero", which inspired me to write this.
A/N: This is kind of just a ramble of thoughts I think Vash might be thinking early on in the series. I just started re-watching Trigun, so I have some fresh ideas. This also proves that I can write stuff OTHER than humor!
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"And they say that a hero can save us I'm not gonna stand here and wait." -Hero ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Am I a villain or a hero? That question keeps plaguing my thoughts. Wandering from town to town, I hear all the horrible rumors about me. Some of them are just wild, like the hundreds about my appearance. Those aren't the ones that bother me. What bothers me is when I hear people say that I destroy everything in my path. Those ones make me want to scream and cry and the same time, because they are both true and false. I try as hard as I possibly can to protect life, but it seems like wherever I go, things are demolished.
Is that the price of my Love and Peace? Being feared, but at the same time celebrated as a hero for saving the town? It almost doesn't seem worth it at times, but I continue anyway, racking up scar after scar as proof of my quest to protect human life at all costs.
People see me as a hero when I do something brave and save lives, but at the same time I can almost see in their eyes that they still think of me as a villain. The $$60 billion slaughterer of the innocent even though I just saved the lives of their loved ones. If they knew me, would they still think of me like that? I'm pretty sure that the Insurance Girls don't see me like that anymore, because they travel with me and they know more about me than others do.
That's another thing I keep thinking about. The Insurance Girls. It's their job to follow me and keep me from causing too much damage that costs their company money. Doesn't really seem like their doing too good a job. I can't blame them though. They try hard to prevent disaster, but trouble just seems to be attracted to me from all corners of this sandy excuse of a planet.
Sometimes I wonder if following me is going to get them killed. I shudder at the thought, but I can't help but think that just being around me is dangerous. I know that eventually I'll have to go up against my brother again, and I know that if they are still with me, they'll end up dead.
I sigh and glance around at the dingy bar I'm sitting in. Why am I thinking about all of this right now anyway? Oh yeah, that's right. I can hear the group of men sitting at a table nearby. They're swapping rumors about my horrendous adventures. It's kind of funny that the only rumors spread about me are the bad ones, never the stories about how I saved a town from robbers or something. I sigh again. Everyone always thinks of me as the villain. What's that? Gunshots? I turn in my seat to glance behind me. Sure enough, some group of bandits or thugs looking for trouble and easy money again. Great. Here's my cue to play hero again.
So which am I? The hero or the villain?
~owari~
By: Rachia
Summary: A somewhat angsty Vash POV one-shot on how he is treated because of his bounty, as well as other thoughts. Takes place near the beginning of the series but has some spoilers for later on.
Disclaimer: Trigun belongs to Yasuhiro Nightow-sama, not me. If I DID own Trigun, I'd be too busy doing inappropriate things to Vash to write this FanFic. I also don't own the song "Hero", which inspired me to write this.
A/N: This is kind of just a ramble of thoughts I think Vash might be thinking early on in the series. I just started re-watching Trigun, so I have some fresh ideas. This also proves that I can write stuff OTHER than humor!
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"And they say that a hero can save us I'm not gonna stand here and wait." -Hero ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Am I a villain or a hero? That question keeps plaguing my thoughts. Wandering from town to town, I hear all the horrible rumors about me. Some of them are just wild, like the hundreds about my appearance. Those aren't the ones that bother me. What bothers me is when I hear people say that I destroy everything in my path. Those ones make me want to scream and cry and the same time, because they are both true and false. I try as hard as I possibly can to protect life, but it seems like wherever I go, things are demolished.
Is that the price of my Love and Peace? Being feared, but at the same time celebrated as a hero for saving the town? It almost doesn't seem worth it at times, but I continue anyway, racking up scar after scar as proof of my quest to protect human life at all costs.
People see me as a hero when I do something brave and save lives, but at the same time I can almost see in their eyes that they still think of me as a villain. The $$60 billion slaughterer of the innocent even though I just saved the lives of their loved ones. If they knew me, would they still think of me like that? I'm pretty sure that the Insurance Girls don't see me like that anymore, because they travel with me and they know more about me than others do.
That's another thing I keep thinking about. The Insurance Girls. It's their job to follow me and keep me from causing too much damage that costs their company money. Doesn't really seem like their doing too good a job. I can't blame them though. They try hard to prevent disaster, but trouble just seems to be attracted to me from all corners of this sandy excuse of a planet.
Sometimes I wonder if following me is going to get them killed. I shudder at the thought, but I can't help but think that just being around me is dangerous. I know that eventually I'll have to go up against my brother again, and I know that if they are still with me, they'll end up dead.
I sigh and glance around at the dingy bar I'm sitting in. Why am I thinking about all of this right now anyway? Oh yeah, that's right. I can hear the group of men sitting at a table nearby. They're swapping rumors about my horrendous adventures. It's kind of funny that the only rumors spread about me are the bad ones, never the stories about how I saved a town from robbers or something. I sigh again. Everyone always thinks of me as the villain. What's that? Gunshots? I turn in my seat to glance behind me. Sure enough, some group of bandits or thugs looking for trouble and easy money again. Great. Here's my cue to play hero again.
So which am I? The hero or the villain?
~owari~