A TRIGUN FIC

By

Chiriko-chan

^_^= Hey, dudes! How y'all liking the solo effort? He don't own Trigun! ^_^=

RECAP!!!!

Vash, our hero, has miraculously stumbled upon his best friend Wolfwood, who he had thought dead. There, in the town of November, the two of them ran into a boy, thirteen years of age, who goes by the name of Seiko the Silencer, who, turned out to be one of a new generation of Gun-Ho-Guns. Then, Midvalley the Horn Freak turned up alive as well, and proclaimed that the Gun-Ho-Guns had not really died, and that there where four more incredibly strong new Gun-Ho-Guns.

Two: Gun-Ho!

Vash and Wolfwood stood, their feet planted in the ruble of what once was a third of November, and stared, their eyes widening, Midvalley's words sinking in. Then a thought dawned on Vash, "Hey, Wolfwood where'd Seiko go to?"

"Don't ask me, Vash, it's hard enough just trying to keep track of you all the time. Besides, he said he's a Gun-Ho-Gun, so I'll bet he's hiding some where ready to fire on us at Midvalley's command. There are probably more surrounding us just waiting to kill us."

"Don't be so sure, traitor Chapel, the truth is that I, and some others of our order, have come to annihilate a former member for insubordination to master Legato's orders and I don't mean a low class runt like you. 'I do not care if he is Knives' son or not, he has to go,' those where his words," summed up Midvalley.

"Knives h-has a son?" Vash managed to stammer. O.O.

"Yeah," was all Midvalley would say. "He's Knives' son, though he never quite lived up to his father's demands," Midvalley proclaimed.

A long silence ensued, Vash making odd faces while pondering, Wolfwood staring off into space, and Midvalley enjoying the 'Vash Face Show'. Then Vash inquired, "Hey! Why didn't Knives ever tell me that I was an uncle?"

Then Midvalley started to play his B flat melody and a second, unknown type of brass sounding instrument joining him.

*BANG- BANG- BANG*

The shots echoed as Vash stared bug-eyed at the slumped body of Midvalley. That fell to the street, a large number of spikes, bullet holes, and an inflicted wound from his own song, plus an identical one on the other side in him. Then, out of the end of what happened to be left off the alley, they were in, stepped Seiko, his cross punisher fully extended. (A/N: Seiko's cross punisher has the ability to extend from its previously mentioned in A Trigun Fic, form. So now, it looks kind of, like Wolfwood's cross-punisher, only without the thing in the middle.)

"Hey Vash," came, Seiko's greeting. (A/N: think of how it sounded when Vash remembered what Knives did at July the time that he met Legato.) His voice nothing like that of the whining boy that they had encountered at the bar. It was deep and had and almost Knives-esc tone to it. "Where's Wolfwood gone off to? There's some people that I'd like both of you to meet."

"H-he's over there," Vash stammered pointing to Wolfwood's cross that sat up right and Wolfwood who and just gotten up from sitting behind it.

It was Seiko's eyes and voice, they made it seem as if Knives was right in front of Vash. However, that expression was half sorrowful, just begging Vash, or anyone, for forgiveness for what he had just done, and the other half cheery, happy that his friends had survived.

"Oh, good. Okay, Wolfwood, Vash, here are some friends of mine, first off is Medioric the Mauler he is the son of some one I think that you might have known his name was E.G. Mine." Then out stepped a boy about the same age as Seiko. He had a buzz cut of light brown hair and slung over his shoulder was odd sphere about one foot in diameter in a dark red color with holes in it. "Here is Chi the Tempest he is the son of Legato," announced Seiko. Then out stepped another boy, about the same age as Seiko and Medioric, wearing a white trench coat with the pattern of Legato's shoulder spikes on it, appeared from the shadows. "Finally, here is Critos the Enchanter, he is the son of Dominique the Cyclops, but trained in the special attack of Midvalley the Horn Freak because he does not posse the demon's eye," finished Seiko. Then, out stepped you guessed it, another boy about Seiko, Medioric, and Chi's age with close cropped black hair in a half spiked fashion and a Hawaiian shirt carrying a trombone without it's mouth piece.

"We, Vash the Stampede, and, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, have come to ask your assistance in destroying the Gun-Ho-Guns. For that, there would be no possible way to show our gratitude to you," announced Seiko, stepping back to show his short speech was over at last. Then all of the Junior Gun Ho Guns bowed low to Vash and Wolfwood, a hand over each of their own chests.

O.o; "Uh… I've never been treated with so much respect have you… Wolfwood?" Vash asked his hands hanging loose at his sides.

O.o; "Uh, no, Vash, I haven't… I…" Wolfwood's voice trailed, his hands as well at his sides swaying slightly in the breeze.

"Achem!" Seiko looked up, his eyes piercing with every turn from Vash to Wolfwood and back again.ج.ج

"Uh...Oh, yeah! We will consider your offer!" Vash shouted fumbling with his hand and then saluting.

"Ok, Vash, we'll wait for you to make up your mind, but make it quick; the day draws nearer. We hope to have you on our side, or else all of Gunsmoke will be destroyed for sure and He will win. Please if you don't join us, I know he will get you," Seiko voiced, no longer bowing to Vash and Wolfwood, and neither was any of the other Gun-Ho-Guns.

"I've had all the time I need. From what I can tell from what you've said, the whole fate of the world rides one me either joining you or not. You, it seems, want to destroy the other Gun-Ho-Guns, and the world survives, and if I where to join my brother and Legato, then the world and humanity will perish. Am I correct?" Vash concluded as his icy stare went around the group, his arms folded and back straight.

"Yes, that is correct and now, Vash, I must tell you that I was lying back at the bar. The truth is that I only said that story to test your emotions and sympathy. Also, I wanted to check to see if you would just dismiss it as something that you probably had done," Seiko replied, his blue eyes meeting Vash's blue-green ones with the same dead, serious look.

"Then I accept your offer. I will help you defeat the Gun-Ho-Guns," Vash finished, stepping aside to let Wolfwood make his decision.

"I accept as well. I feel it is my duty to stop what I have helped put in motion by being a Gun-Ho-Gun." Finished, Wolfwood repeated the same gesture that the four Gun Ho Guns had made while asking their question.

"Good!" exclaimed Critos, "Let's go get something to drink; I'm thirsty."

"Well," chimed Chi, "where do you suppose we go then? That blasted song, you and that Horn Freak over there play, destroyed the whole town."

"Oh yeah, that's right." -.-; "Hey at least I chased the residents out with my drunken act."

"Hey," exclaimed Vash, "I know a town an hour away from here that has the best drinks this side of January!" he finished pointing east.

To Be Continued