Disclaimer. I do not own cowboy bebop and probably never will. But vash and the other characters are mine.
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Note this is my first time plz review. Flames are accepted. I think I did all the characters attitudes atleast close depending on what part the story is in.
Vash stood in an empty wood room twirling his sword around him. As he went he would swing it faster and faster until it and himself were just a blur. He is a young man believed to be 16 years old. He has spiked black hair and glassy green eyes. He was well built for a 16 year old.
He wasn't wearing a shirt and had a loose fitting pair of white pants on as he practiced with his sword. The short sword was a marvelous weapon indeed. Made from the finest steel, silver, and gold. The blade itself was a mixture of steel and silver to make it sturdy. It was etched with gold runes. The hilt was of a dragon. The wings stretched out from the sides at the bottom of the blades and the head was on the bottom of the hilt. The mouth was stretched large and wide as if about to breathe fire. His father had meant for him to be the perfect assassin but something went horribly wrong.
"Are you in there?" a women's voice said from behind the sliding bamboo door that was at the front of the room.
He said nothing and just continued to twirl his sword. The door to the room opened and flooded the room with moonlight. The young women of about 17 years old had black hair and wore a purple kimono. Her eyes were a heavenly aqua.
"You know I don't like to be disturbed." Came vash's voice. It had a deep kind of ring that just makes you feel inferior.
"I know master but it was urgent," the young women said. As her eyes adjusted to the light to the light she noticed that there was no one in the room. That was when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. But as she was about to turn and see what it was she felt a piece of cold steel against her throat. She froze up and could feel the blade of vash's sword tighten against her throat every time she swallowed.
His face then appeared next to hers. Then somehow he was in front of her with her back to a wall. His face had a wicked smile on it. Just one of those smiles where the corner of the mouth is up a bit but no teeth are showing. "You know I love the look of fear in people's eyes" he stared into her eyes for what seemed like hours to her. "You have shown me that fear. And for that I will spare your life but remember! I might not spare you the next time you cross me like this. Now what was that important thing you were speaking of?" he slowly removes his blade from her throat and returned it to the sheath he wore on his back.
"The master of arms has come to update you on the war my lord. He says that he must see you immediately. And if I didn't come and get you then he would kill Me." she sighed now that the blade was gone.
"And yet you still came and got me knowing that I would kill you if you did?" vash responded
"Yes I did my lord" she bowed before him as saying this
"I need more servants like you. The death I would have given you would have been worse then what the masters of arms could have done." He said as he calmly walked out the door. She walked out after him and closed the door.
Vash entered his guest chambers and noticed a pudgy man sitting on the floor sipping tea. He was 30some years old with brown hair. You could see a few of the gray strands. He had a scar across the left cheek that he must have gotten just recently from the looks of it.
"Hello my lord good to see you again" the man said as he looked up.
"I heard you had some information on the war for me?" vash stated boldly
"Yes my lord that is correct. We are having some problems breaking through their strong holds and more than a third of our army is dead, missing, or injured" he took a sip from his tea then continued "I am sorry to say this my lord but we need more men and supplies"
"Then that is what you get BUT… if you fail me like this again you will be replaced permanently" vash said. He then turned and walked out of the room. The man was left in shock as a throwing star went right past the side of his hair cutting 3 strands of his gray hair." And get those taken care of before you meet me again!" vash's voice came from down the hall.
The young lord had returned to his room and continued his training and thinking of what he was about to do. His mind soon slipped back to his past. Back when his father had been training him in this exact room. He had been showing him how to make bombs of different kind and sized. It was then that a squad of armed soldiers bashed down the door shattering part of it into massive shards. Out of instinct his father pulled out his sword. It was a steel katana. One of the soldiers tried to grab him from behind but vash's father spun around and delivered a devilish kick to the side of the mans head. Vash could hear the bones crack under the power. Two of the other men charged one from each side. The tried to slash him but he ducked out of the way and watched as they slashed each other from skull to midsection.
"Is that the best you fuckers have got?" I haven't even broken a sweat." His father said to the remaining 4 soldiers.
They surrounded him and all at once charged. Vash's father swung his sword toward the soldier in front of him. The soldier dodged it and tried to counter with a stab but vash's father grabbed his arm and twisted it around his back. He then launched the soldier at one of his companions. They both fell down into a heap, neither moved.
The other two were still closing in on him. He was thinking quickly and threw a bomb at the one to his left. It landed next to him. After it went off the soldier or at least what was left of the soldier laid sprawled across the floor.
The other soldier charged in for his attack. Raising it high he brought it down. It met resistance. Vash's father had brought his sword up just in time to block the attack and with his other hand grabbed his dagger and stabbed the man in the gut. He then ripped it all the way threw the mans right side. Spilling his internal organs and gallons of blood on the floor. He then wiped his weapons off on the cloths of the corpse and began to put it in its sheath.
"FATHER BEHIND YOU!" vash yelled. But it was too late. One of the soldiers that he had knocked into each other had gotten up and started his jab.
His father dropped to the floor as if he had been hit in the back of the head. "Run my son you must survive to live out my dream get out of…" his sentence was cut short by the soldier used his sword to behead his father. Vash sat there in shock. The soldier started to walk towards him his face twisted in anger. Vash stated to back away when he hit the wall. The soldier closed in and raised his short sword. Vash then threw a bomb into the soldier's gut.
He then ran over to his father's corpse and cried until he heard more soldiers approaching. He grabbed a sword a few bombs and ran.
"I have to stop replaying this scene in my head." Vash lost his grip on the sword and it flew across and went threw the door about half the blades length. There was a shriek on the other side of the door.
Vash slowly walked over to the door and pulled out his sword. He opened the door to see one of his servants passed out on the ground a small cut on her forehead.
With an evil smile on his face he carried the women into his room and set her up against the door. He then grabbed a bowl of warm water and a white washcloth. He dipped the cloth into the water and began to lightly dab her wound. Her eyes slowly opened unfocused from the shock and change of light. She blinked a few times trying to clear her vision.
"Stay there" vash said
"Yes my lord" she said in a dazed kind of voice only half heartedly understanding herself. A dagger then went flying past her head and planted itself to the hilt into the door. When she realized what happened she started to see what flew past her. But as she started to turn she felt the cold steel of the dagger presses against her cheek. Another dagger went to the other side of her face. Then on each side of her neck.
"Ah now I remember you. You're the woman from earlier Julia was it" vash said as he removed the daggers
"y-y-yes my lo-lord. Bu-but how di-did you know m-my name w-was j-j-Julia" she stuttered
"Your fear is like a book to me I can read it faster then you can think It." he gave an easy smirk as he let loose another barrage of daggers.