DISCLAIMER: From now on, these will be simple (I've run out of creative
disclaimers). I don't own Trigun.
Chapter Twenty-One: A New Foe
"Are you sure this is the place?" Meryl asked. She was standing beside Vash and looking around. This place was dead. There was not a soul in sight.
"Positive. We just have to figure out which building she's in," Knives answered, still walking around and checking out the ghost town.
"Yeah, but there's no one here," Meryl pointed out.
"Hence the name 'ghost town', huh?" Knives replied sarcastically.
"Now's not the time for that Knives," Vash said, talking for the first time since they'd left the Stryfe house.
He rolled his eyes, but remained quiet. His brother was right. They didn't have time for that. They needed to find Millie. Quickly.
"It's no use. She's not here. Maybe she was last night, but she's not anymore," Meryl said. She was getting anxious. She had a bad feeling. Something awful was happening to her friend, she just knew it.
"No! She's here! I know she is!" Knives said forcefully.
"That's enough!"
Meryl and Knives turned to Vash, but it wasn't him who had spoken. Instead, they looked where he was staring.
A man with shoulder length black hair and a scar over his right eye was standing on top of one of the vacant buildings.
"Who are you?" Vash called, taking a step towards the building.
"My name holds no meaning to the likes of you. My orders were to eliminate you," he growled.
'Alright. You go find Millie. This guy's mine," Vash said, taking another step forward.
"Vash. Be careful, okay?" Meryl said. Vash turned and giving her a small smile, nodded.
Knives grabbed her arm and the two ran from the building.
Vash looked back up at the man, who grinned back.
"I would like to do this as painless as possible," Vash said.
"Impossible! One of us will not leave here alive!" The man crowed. Vash narrowed his eyes and watched his foe through his gold-lensed glasses.
Studying the man, Vash came to a conclusion. This man would be easy to beat, without having to hurt him too badly.
~ Well, it's short, but I got it up. It's hard for me to get online these days. T_T. The new house that I moved into only has two phone jacks that works at the moment. So until I can get mine fixed, I'm stuck fighting the family for the other computer. But I'll update as much as possible!
Chapter Twenty-One: A New Foe
"Are you sure this is the place?" Meryl asked. She was standing beside Vash and looking around. This place was dead. There was not a soul in sight.
"Positive. We just have to figure out which building she's in," Knives answered, still walking around and checking out the ghost town.
"Yeah, but there's no one here," Meryl pointed out.
"Hence the name 'ghost town', huh?" Knives replied sarcastically.
"Now's not the time for that Knives," Vash said, talking for the first time since they'd left the Stryfe house.
He rolled his eyes, but remained quiet. His brother was right. They didn't have time for that. They needed to find Millie. Quickly.
"It's no use. She's not here. Maybe she was last night, but she's not anymore," Meryl said. She was getting anxious. She had a bad feeling. Something awful was happening to her friend, she just knew it.
"No! She's here! I know she is!" Knives said forcefully.
"That's enough!"
Meryl and Knives turned to Vash, but it wasn't him who had spoken. Instead, they looked where he was staring.
A man with shoulder length black hair and a scar over his right eye was standing on top of one of the vacant buildings.
"Who are you?" Vash called, taking a step towards the building.
"My name holds no meaning to the likes of you. My orders were to eliminate you," he growled.
'Alright. You go find Millie. This guy's mine," Vash said, taking another step forward.
"Vash. Be careful, okay?" Meryl said. Vash turned and giving her a small smile, nodded.
Knives grabbed her arm and the two ran from the building.
Vash looked back up at the man, who grinned back.
"I would like to do this as painless as possible," Vash said.
"Impossible! One of us will not leave here alive!" The man crowed. Vash narrowed his eyes and watched his foe through his gold-lensed glasses.
Studying the man, Vash came to a conclusion. This man would be easy to beat, without having to hurt him too badly.
~ Well, it's short, but I got it up. It's hard for me to get online these days. T_T. The new house that I moved into only has two phone jacks that works at the moment. So until I can get mine fixed, I'm stuck fighting the family for the other computer. But I'll update as much as possible!