Trigun Fanfic
Trigun © Yasuhiro Nightow Shonen Gaho-sha Tokuma Shoten JVC Pioneer Entertainment (USA) Inc.
The following fanfiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication
or sale.
Falcon's Blade
By Chiruken
Epilogue
When Knives awoke he was momentarily disoriented. He sat up and looked around blinking sleep from his eyes. Oh yes...the Plant. He thought fuzzily and he moved to stand. His progress was halted by his legs tangling in his blanket. "Blanket? I didn't have a blanket." He looked questioningly towards his sister and saw that she was smiling. It took only a moment for Knives to reach understanding. Meryl had found him and given him a blanket. He looked down at it and closed his fist around the material, bringing it closer to his chest. He closed his eyes and sighed sadly. "Now for the moment of truth." He murmured softly and moved towards the door. Pausing, he looked back and offered a sad smile. "Goodbye, sister. Take care of yourself."
Meryl loved coffee. She loved everything about it...the taste, the scent, the colour, even the way it made stain rings on the table. Yes, she loved coffee, especially first thing in the morning when she seriously needed a pick-me-up. Wrapping her fingers around the cup she closed her eyes and inhaled the wonderful aroma, sighing in contentment. "God, it's good to be alive." The sound of the door opening drew her attention. She turned and smiled. "Good morning, Knives. Would you like some coffee?"
He stared at her in silence for several moments before finally nodding. "Coffee sounds good." He slowly sat in a chair across from where she'd been sitting.
"You wouldn't believe what I found last night." She turned, carrying a steaming cup, and set it in front of him. "Black? Or would you like sugar and cream?"
"Black's fine. Thanks." He wrapped his hands around the mug and stared into it for a moment before looking up again. "What did you find?"
She grinned and sat, perched on the edge of her chair, and leaned forward. "I found a room filled with geo-plants. It was amazing! I've never seen so much green in my life. I don't have the words to describe it. It was just so...so...beautiful!"
"Geo-plants?" He echoed, confusion evident in his tone. "Oh. I understand." He tried to summon a smile and failed and chose instead to go back to staring into his cup.
"Knives?" She frowned in concern. "Are you all right?" He was acting strangely, even for him. She pursed her lips thoughtfully and finally sighed. "You know, it wasn't you fault. There was nothing else you could have done for her."
He looked up quickly and stared at Meryl in surprise. "What did you say?"
"The Plant yesterday. You couldn't have saved her. I don't think she wanted to be saved." She looked away and frowned at the wall. "It's sad, yes, but some things are unavoidable. We can only go on and do the best we can. Dwelling on mistakes made in the past does no good and only hurts us and those close to us in the end."
"Is that so?" He murmured softly. "And what if the mistakes were monumental? What then, little spider?"
"We just have to go on and try to find a way to make amends. It isn't easy, but it can be done, given time." She turned her gaze back to him and offered him an encouraging smile. "It's easier when we have friends and loved ones we can count on to stand by us and help us when things get too rough."
He closed his eyes, unable to meet her steady grey gaze any longer. "Friends and loved ones." He repeated sadly. He felt the weight of his years spent alone, alienated from his brother and isolated from the human's he'd hated for so long.
"Yes." She stood and rounded the table to place her arms around him. "Vash and I will always be with you, Knives. Whatever choices you make now, we will be there to help you overcome the obstacles." She rested her head against his shoulder. "Millie, too. You can always count on her to stand by you through the worst of situations."
"Meryl." He choked and placed his arms around her, resting his cheek against her stomach, taking comfort in her soothing presence. "I'm sorry." He whispered brokenly, closing his eyes tight against the sting of unfamiliar moisture. "I'm so sorry."
"It's all right." She whispered, gently smoothing her hand over his sleep tussled blond hair. "I forgive you."
To Knives, those were the most beautiful words he'd ever heard. For the first time in what felt like an eternity he felt at peace. He allowed himself to feel a glimmer of hope for the future. He now knew what needed to be done to try to make the mistakes of his past right again. He couldn't bring back the dead, but he could learn from his brother and try to help those who still lived. He knew that it would take time, that he wouldn't be able to accomplish everything at once, but he was willing to try. It wouldn't be easy, but Meryl's words encouraged him. He had a lifetime of hatred to try to overcome, but he felt confident that given time he could do it. After all, he had a lot of time to work on it. He smiled a little and tightened his arms around her. He wasn't certain how long Plants lived, but he had a feeling that he had a long life ahead of him to try to fix the wrongs he'd done and maybe, just maybe, he could find his Eden after all...only this time it would be for everyone, not just the Plants.
Owari