DISCLAIMER: Trigun is not mine, none of the characters in this story are mine (although I wouldn't mind having my own personal Vash) They actually belong to Yasuhiro Nightow (lucky...) Anyway, on with the story...
A young woman in her mid-twenties had again awoken to find herself still trapped in a dungeon. She had not been there that long, almost a year, maybe. But still, it's not a place that someone wants to be for that long. She just started moving on her own a few months ago. A few times a day a man would come in and bring her food. Sometimes he would even talk to her a bit, but she had no other contact.
She stood up and remembered the two little boys in her dream. They were both on a ship with her, it was called SEEDS. One, kind of quiet and reserved, and the other was...well, completely opposite. She laughed as she remembers a few situations that took place with the crew and the second boy...Vash, yes that was his name. The other one was Knives she had dreamt about him before. He was a strange child. They both were, because... she suddenly closed her eyes. They were not human...Not human? But, what were they then?
"How long am I going to be stuck here?" She asked herself out loud. She had been talking like that as a way to comfort herself for the infinite silence when nobody was around.
"That depends," A mocking male voice replied to her answer.
"Legato," She said in an irritated tone as a tall man with blue hair appeared in front of her. "Why won't you tell me why I'm here?"
Legato reacted to her question with a wicked sounding laugh, "Soon Rem, soon Knives will answer all of your useless questions. Now you need to stay here, until he has time to deal with useless humans. Go back to your dreams. Remember your past, your previous life." He, left her a bowl of food and without another word, exited the dungeon.
"My previous life...what does he mean by that? My dreams seem so real, I wonder, could they really be another life?" She sat on her bed, well, it wasn't actually a bed, but she slept in it. It was just a few blankets piled into a corner of the room.
"Who is this person Legato constantly talks about? Knives, that's what he was called. Is he anything like the child in my dreams? If so, why would Legato be taking orders from an eight year-old? Wait!" Again she remembered something from her dreams, "He's not eight! He's...we found him. I saved his life. He grew so fast, and when he was only a year-old he seemed, and looked eight...he killed the crew. Yes, I remember seeing him do it, but I never said anything. I just told Vash to take care of him, and then I died...What! That doesn't make any since, I couldn't have died. How could I be here now?
"Must you talk in your sleep?" A voice Rem didn't recognize filled the dungeon. Although it still sounded familiar, not in her dreams, not in life now, but somewhere she knew she'd heard it.
"Get up human. I don't feel like waiting any longer for you."
Rem got up almost instantly, "When did you get in here?" She asked, very perplexed at the sight of this tall blonde man. "Who are you?"
"First," He said as she walked over to him, "Let's leave this place, not enough sunlight." He stopped and looked at her face for a second, "You're a lot paler than I remember. I guess I should have given you a window. Well, don't stop, keep walking!"
They exited the cold dark dungeon and entered a room full of light. When Rem stepped into this room she had to keep her eyes closed for some time. After her eyes were finally adjusted to the bright light she noticed the strange man pointing to a table with chairs, "sit."
Rem walked across the room and sat in the chair, it was a comfortable feeling, not like the hard floor she was used to sitting on. A familiar sensation swept across her body. "I had forgotten about chairs..." She said silently to herself, but the man, who obviously heard, nodded in understanding.
"I have heard from my loyal servant Legato that you had questions."
She looked at him with surprise, "You're Knives?" He nodded and continued, "With any other human I would have easily disregarded that, but you answered many questions for me in my childhood, and I pay back my debts.