~: Flash forward and/ or dream
"": Speech
'italics': Thought
\ /: Flash back
\italics/: Flash back thought
This is my first Trigun fic, so be nice XD
So I think I'll make my usual impression by making this super-freaky and mix it with my own original story! Hope you like it XD
Prologue
Meryl Stryfe watched as the strangest phenomena built up like a brewing tea in the sky. Millie also had her face pressed against the window, looking up at the distant horizon. Meryl's eyes looked as dark as the sky. The reflection of the clouds in her iris'.
It was dark. To dark for this time of day. Day wasn't supposed to be as dark as this. The blistering heat of Gunsmoke had vanished as the sun was blocked by the thick, darkening cloud above them.
The villagers of the small town opened their doors, and stepped out into the street.
A flash lit the sky, across the belly of a monstrous storm cloud. The followed by a echoing roar that tore the sky in two. Some people screamed, others clapped and cheered. The two insurance girls opened their door and walked out into the street. Meryl looked up, the black cloud right above their heads. Then came another flash, another roar.
That's when the rain started to pour.
It was raining. And Meryl Stryfe was crying.
Millie looked over to her neighbour, Mr Adair. He had his hands up to the sky, looking amazed by the falling water.
Millie nudged Meryl with her elbow.
"I'm going inside to fetch a bucket, I doubt we'll ever see this again!" she proclaimed, in her natural happy-go-lucky tone. Meryl nodded, and watched as the other people had the very same idea.
It had been three weeks. Three weeks since Vash the Stampede had walked out on her. At this rate, it seemed he'd never come back.
As Meryl looked up into the blackened sky, she thought. For some strange, unbeknown reason, the rain reminded her of Vash. A once-in-a-lifetime experience. Millie set down a bucket on the floor, catching the rain, then fetched another, and another. By this time, Meryl was soaked through and cold. Chilled to the very core. The villagers danced in the rain, singing and dancing and laughing without a care. There was another crack of lightning and another roar of thunder.
How she wished Vash was here to see this.
How long had it been? How far had he come? Just in time, too. A heavy boot splashed a young puddle, sending droplets outward, the metal, serrated sole dug into the ground. He'd been travelling for two weeks now, with a dead weight on his shoulder that was just that little bit heavier than he was.
He sighed, and looked up as a bolt of lightning dashed across the sky. A storm. It had been a very long time since he had seen a storm before, yet alone a small sprinkle of rain.
He sighed and watched the villagers bellow run about, the children chasing each other through the rain. The wind had picked up massively on the cliff top.
Sometimes he regretted leaving his coat behind, and even his gun. Vash the Stampede looked behind him, looking back at his path, then his moved his brothers unconscious body slightly, to move some of the ache in his shoulder. And without further ado, he headed down to the small village.
~ The rubble and debris of the place was so distraught and so out of place, it was hard to tell what this place originally was.
A blacked haired man weaved over the ruins like a well figured snake, making less sound than a slowworm. He drew his lamp up to his face, as his partner, a young blonde female, stayed close behind him. The huge, red and black rusted vault door towered high above them, like a ominous storm. He held a piece of old paper, some kind of Japanese writing inscribed over it. He looked around, sometimes reaching back to lay a hand on his companions own.
The blonde was sharp. He eyes darted about the place, her long golden hair was waving out behind her as she jumped after her lover.
He'd dragged out of bed for this? The man watched as firelight danced over the ruined metal cave walls. He cleaned a dusted sector, finding a matching symbol to that on his paper
That was when he saw coming here was a mistake. Especially with him. He reached out, tried to stop him. But by then it was already to late~
As you might be able to tell, a thunder storm is rare of Gunsmoke XD you can ask all the questions you want about the flash forward at the end, but I won't give any answers just yet!