It has been 200 hundred years since the final battle between knives and vash. Knives is slowly trying to et accustomed to humans ( yes still after 200 hundred years). Everyone from his adventuring days are dead and vash along with other scientists are trying to get the plants back in the air so that maybe human kind can move to a less desolate planet and if all this isn't bad enough vash has another dilemma on his mind. Plastic surgery has just been rediscovered and vash is wondering if he should get himself fixed up.
All this and more in my ever fan fic.
Ok now like said above this is my first fan fic so go easy on me but I do want criticism and help on how I can right better.
Disclaimer: I do not own trigun or any characters related to the except those of my own creation.
A long time ago
Vash was standing in front of the window of his mansion the one paid for by the capture of knives his brother. Although the differences between the 2 had been settled the rest of the world still thought him to be a danger to mankind and ordered he be locked up so that is what vash did he locked up knives for 100 years until everyone forgot about knives or thought it not possible for him to be alive. Know knives helps his brother vash with the task of creating a flight worthy plant something which almost none had seen in 200 hundred years since the crash of the last plant the one which orbited this godforsaken planet. In all the irony it was also decided to use that plant as the one which would be made the flight worthy one since it still had most of its engines and only required to have its plants repaired. Vash got up and went downstairs tog o see how his brother was doing, he had been doing some modifications to the plant in there guns in an attempt to use the power it produced to power cities. Vash still wonders to this day as to why knives cannot remember how he made the guns and is pretty certain he is still hiding something from him. He looks over knives shoulder and knives aware of his brother presence carelessly turns around with the gun in his hand and says "hi vash how are you". Vash ducks instinctively and says "please don't shoot me I'm not armed just take the guns and go I promise I won bother you just don't shoot me not again". Knives completely baffled once more by his brother's actions notices the gun point at were vash was a second ago and drops it immediately. "I'm sorry I didn't notice I had the gun in my hand you can come out now." Vash slowly stands up and when he sees the gun on the floor immediately relaxes. Vash then sits down and says to knives "you know they've discovered this new technology up in may city that's like artificial limbs except it repairs your skin I believe they're calling it plastic surgery I was thinking of getting it what do you think. Knives replies angrily " I think you should stop asking me for advice on everything you think that since I'm the one who made most of those scars that in someway the decision is mine. If you want to make you skin like a babies bottom just do it don't ask me I have more important things to do like fixing this gun.