Scars of Deception
By: Millions-Knives
Chapter 2
Events happen in one of Vash's travels.
"There's something eerie in this town…" He thought.
He ventured further within. As he reached the center, dozens of townspeople lie like carrion.
"Help me!!! Help…" A wounded man called out meters away.
"Who did this?"
Vash rushed over to aid him…
"It…It was…."
But it was too late.
"No!"
"How does it feel."
"What the? Who's there?" Vash looked around but no one was in sight
"How does it feel to see someone die in your arms…How much more if someone, dear to you?"
"Who are you? Did you cause all of this? Show yourself!"
The voice giggled.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. There's nothing you can do about it. Their all dead." Voice laughs.
Then from a corner, a shadowy form materialized out of thin air.
"Vash the Stampede…We meet at last." She spoke to him in length.
"No it cant be…Rem?"
She wore a coat over her white shirt paired with dark blue pants and knee-high leather boots.
"Rem? Call me whatever you please but it won't do you any good. No one can stop my personal intentions, not even you."
"Did my brother send you?"
"I'm Azure laith, a member of the Gung Ho Guns. My real name is none of your concern. I obey no one but my master's orders."
"So you're here to kill me?"
"Kill you? Hmm, sorry but that's not what I'm here for. Thank your brother for that."
"Then why are you killing all these people?"
"For vengeance. Don't you see? Humans are the problem. They're blind always complaining and fighting about almost everything and to think that it is they themselves that cause their own tribulation. Its better to put an end to all of their misery rather than suffer for the rest of their lives."
"But aren't you human."
"My body yes but my soul may be not. How can I be one of them if they do not accept who I am. They think I'm different that I am inhuman. Well so be it. Then I am free to do what I please if I do not belong in the society of these mindless and asinine beings."
"That maybe so. But still, that doesn't give you the right to kill!"
In a split-second she vanished. Vash concentrated and listened to any movement or vibration. He could sense none. Swiftly she came from behind.
"What's the matter?" She slashed him with a dagger and kicked him.
Vash flew and landed with a thud on the barren ground. His back ached after the fall.
"I can read your mind, your thoughts, every move you make." She grinned.
Vash winced but stood up with a gash on his shoulder. Blood smeared on the ground.
"Aren't you going to use this?" She raised her right arm, and on her hand was his revolver.
"How did you?"
"You're a bit slow. Here." She threw the gun back to Vash.
Vash caught it and gazed at the shiny silver weapon and contemplated for a while.
"I get it now. You're psychic. That is why I can't sense your movement. You use your mind power to block all of my senses and attack me when I'm off-guard."
"Now you're going somewhere. Right now you are thinking of a way to stop me. The only advantage you've got is the fact that I won't kill you. You risk your life just for the sake of these humans am I right?"
"I don't want to see innocent lives killed."
"Rubbish."
Fight goes on…Vash got severely wounded from their grueling battle. Only one bullet left…
"My my. Those are going to be some pretty nasty scars."
Vash gasps for air…
"You're still standing? Unbelievable. No wonder you're a legend." She paced a few meters toward him and halted.
She smiled evilly and punched him really hard. Vash fell to the ground once more.
"You have only one bullet left. Why not use it. On me?"
"I won't kill." He coughed some blood trying to stand up.
"Really? This is the only chance you've got. If you won't kill me, then I suppose I'll kill…Hmm, interesting…" She turned her head to her left with her eyes fixed on a barrel. And used her aura and directed it towards the barrel.
The barrel broke into several pieces and inside, was a trembling child, 5 or so.
"And what do we have here.I lost my innocence at a very youthful age. I suppose I'll take her life. What do you think?"
Vash burned with rage. His eyes seemed serious and burning like fire. He hardened his fist squeezing out more blood from his cuts and open wounds.
"Well, speak up? If you don't want to use that last bullet then I'm going to make good use of it." She sounded more serious now as she stole the gun away from Vash.
"No! You can't!"
She pulled the trigger and aimed the gun at the child's head. The child still trembled filled with trauma that she couldn't put her whole body into motion. She just stayed there with no thought of escaping.
"Good bye…Little one…"
"Nooo!!!"
Bang!!! (Gunshot)
Author's notes: So hanging I must say. I don't know how to write good fighting scenes. It's better to imagine it. Thanks for your reviews guys. I gladly appreciate it. The next chapter will be the final one, I'll finish it.