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Pain
A single gunshot. That was all it took to kill the world. A scream, a silence, the cry of the baby girl. And pain. The body fell softly to the earth. Blood seeped onto the ground, darkening the already dark blue hair. The violet eyes stared, unseeing, she was really dead. An unearthly scream of pain, and hate, and grief. More gunshots. More bodies fell. Crying. Desolate, alone. No. A moment of eloquent disbelief. No.
The man fell onto his knees. No. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not… hate and fear rose up. A woman started crying now, she was dead. Why? Because he was dangerous. The wrong place at the wrong time. Protecting her child. The child.
The child was crying. He took her in his arms, shaking. The child wasn't safe. No one was. He was a monster. No. Crying. Couldn't take anymore. Why? He was a monster. Had to get away. Why so much pain? Why do you hate me? Why was everyone who got close to him killed? He was a curse on the world. Better off dead.
But it was she who was dead. Unfair. Violet eyes. He loved her eyes. So peaceful. But she couldn't look at him anymore. Never. He had taken her eternity away because he was a monster.
The child in his arms. His child. Her child. He would take her eternity away too. No. That wouldn't happen. Ever. He had to protect her child. He went to the crying woman, placed the child in her arms. Had to let go, or she would die too. They would all die. The woman cradled the child.
"Rem, your father will see you again."
He left. Why? Because he was Vash the Stampede.
**erm, i promise the next chapter will be happier. promise. anyway, click the little button that says review, and i'll love you forever. please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**
Pain
A single gunshot. That was all it took to kill the world. A scream, a silence, the cry of the baby girl. And pain. The body fell softly to the earth. Blood seeped onto the ground, darkening the already dark blue hair. The violet eyes stared, unseeing, she was really dead. An unearthly scream of pain, and hate, and grief. More gunshots. More bodies fell. Crying. Desolate, alone. No. A moment of eloquent disbelief. No.
The man fell onto his knees. No. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not… hate and fear rose up. A woman started crying now, she was dead. Why? Because he was dangerous. The wrong place at the wrong time. Protecting her child. The child.
The child was crying. He took her in his arms, shaking. The child wasn't safe. No one was. He was a monster. No. Crying. Couldn't take anymore. Why? He was a monster. Had to get away. Why so much pain? Why do you hate me? Why was everyone who got close to him killed? He was a curse on the world. Better off dead.
But it was she who was dead. Unfair. Violet eyes. He loved her eyes. So peaceful. But she couldn't look at him anymore. Never. He had taken her eternity away because he was a monster.
The child in his arms. His child. Her child. He would take her eternity away too. No. That wouldn't happen. Ever. He had to protect her child. He went to the crying woman, placed the child in her arms. Had to let go, or she would die too. They would all die. The woman cradled the child.
"Rem, your father will see you again."
He left. Why? Because he was Vash the Stampede.
**erm, i promise the next chapter will be happier. promise. anyway, click the little button that says review, and i'll love you forever. please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**