200 Questions to Freedom

Vash contemplated his situation.

The blonde gunman was currently sitting in a white nothingness, and knew not of any other way to describe it. The complete silence was freakishly unnerving as well.

A couple hours before, Vash was traveling home from an uneventful trip to the donut shop. He had chatted with the clerk for quite a while, and night was descending.

It was awfully quiet in the park he was walking through; all the children had left for home. They feared staying until dark – all of the freaks emerged and grew active around then. Yes, this was a peaceful day, and one worth living for.

The leaves in a tree rustled. Funny, there wasn't even a breeze… Concluding that it was a cat (particularly Kuroneko), Vash walked on, unfazed. It was when BANG, something hit! It hit really HARD on the back of his head, and a net soon fell to envelope him. With the last of his consciousness, Vash looked up to see a blurry figure, laughing triumphantly. But, feeling very dizzy, Vash passed out.

That was a rather odd encounter…but with who, or, as Vash ventured, what? The vagabond was soon to find out…

Suddenly, the complete whiteness was broken, and a portal revealed itself. Eager to escape, Vash hopped to his feet and began to get away, when he heard a voice, "Not so fast, Vash the Stampede!"

He paused. Was this his captor? The voice sounded feminine, and if his ears still work as well as they used to, she sounded awfully young.

"Who are you?"

"Me? Why, I am –"

A person walked out of the shadow of the doorway. Vash's estimates were right, the girl was young, looking only about thirteen years old. She had dark brown hair of medium length, with matching eyes that twinkled with victory. Her shirt was black, with the word 'Hollywood' printed on the front, and navy blue jeans ran down the length of her legs and over the top of her blue sneakers. She crossed her arms, "I'll bet you wanna know why you're here."

"Well, yeah! That, and who you are."

"I am known as Rinoa Toki Moro Lockheart, but since that's a mouthful, I go by Ca as well. Welcome to my domain."

Vash's voice grew flat, "Gee, I love how you decorated it."

"Oh be quiet! I haven't decided what to do with this room yet. But! I have plans for you."

"What do you mean?"

The girl gestured to left, "See all those people?"

Vash's eyes widened as he saw the multitude of fanfic readers, some of them staring at him, "How couldn't I?!"

"Well, they get to ask you questions!"

"Wha?????"

"Yeah! They ask you any question they want, and you answer, and there's no fifth amendment!"

"GASP! You're a lot freakier than you look! But why?"

"Cuz you're cute, and it's fun randomly torturing anime characters."

"Will I ever get out?"

Ca pondered a moment. Finally, an idea came, "Well…I suppose. After 200 questions, you may leave."

"200?!?!?!?!?"

"Take it or leave it, bub."

"Can I ask for something?"

"What?"

"Do I have to be here all by myself?"

"Hmm…."

"Pwease?" He pulled off a set of puppy-dog eyes.

"Okay, but you better be grateful that your puppy-dog eyes are really good! Every 25 questions, you'll get a buddy that you are familiar with. Fair?"

"Yay! This won't be complete hell after all!"

Yes folks, you can now ask Vash questions! Here are a few things you should know:

- One review = one question. So it won't help if you ask Vash 10 different questions in one review, cuz that'll just……give him more to answer. (Not that that's bad…)

- Please, this fic is rated PG-13, and I'd like to keep it that way.

- The characters that will be joining him are Meryl, Milly, Wolfwood, Rem, and Knives. (In no particular order) Sorry folks, but I'm not familiar with any other characters…I just know who Legato, but not too well. But, you might be able to contact him through Knives…

Well that's it…enjoy, and let's help Vash get his arse outta here! (But do we really want to?) (Vash: Hell, it gives this a plot so that it can't get deleted!) (Ca: Good enough for me!)