Disclaimer: All Trigun characters except for the second generation of the Gung-Ho Guns.
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Chapter 2: Bad Impressions
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Meryl stared out the window of the room. She had been down there for a week.
`I wonder what Vash and the others are doing right now. They must be worried.`
She was fed all the time. It was not bad at all. She never saw anyone else. They just opened the door and slid in her food. To keep herself from going crazy she found a rock in the corner to use as chalk. She drew pretty elaborate pictures on the wall.
She ran her fingers through her long hair. She wanted to wash her hair badly.
`They could at least let me shower.`
Someone knocked on the door. She turned her head.
"Who is it?"
The door opened. She looked away when Knives stepped in.
"You need to take a shwoer. You don`t want to stink up the place."
"You should have asked me sooner."
He chuckled. He waited for her to stand up. When she did she walked past him without a word.
"Go to your left."
She complied.
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Meryl felt a great deal better after she had the shower. Her head turned from left to right after exiting the bathroom. She had a change of clothes on her. Apparently they laid some out for her. It was a simple pair of brown pants and a white shirt. It would due for now. She brought her clothing with her. Knives stood there next to her room.
"What? Not trying to run away?" he asked.
"Where would I go? This is hell."
He frowned.
"I can make it hell."
"You already have made it hell. You still haven`t told me what I am doing here. Why don`t you?"
"All in good time."
"Now."
He waved his hand towards the room.
"Then I will tell you."
Following her he stood against the wall. His eyes seemed to glow in the dark. Meryl sat on the edge of the mattress and waited.
"You are a pawn that I plan to use to get Vash to join us."
Meryl burst out laughing. His eyes conveyed rage.
'What are you laughing at, spider?!"
"That is the dumbest plan that I`ve ever heard! He will never switch over to your side! He`ll save me then he`ll stop you like he did seven years ago!"
He slapped her again. Blood flew from Meryl`s face. Knives retracted his hand as if he had committed a crime. His eyes were wide. She spat out some of it then shook her head.
"You will lose, Knives. Just give up. I`ll play along with your little scheme. All I want is to be able to walk around. Is that too much to ask?"
"...Fine. Be my guest." he said sarcastically. He left the room. The door slammed shut but was not locked.
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The first few times out of her room and Meryl went back. The people around there frightened her. She found that she felt the safest in the early morning and the very late evening. She only saw Knives about twice a week. He usually was on his way somewhere. His eyes would glance over at her, She felt like he was laughing at her. She hated him.
`Stupid bastard. He`s the one who brought me here. He probably wants me to try and escape so he can degrade me somemore. Luckily for me I don`t get me feelings hurt so easily...unless he hits me again.`
She rubbed her cheek as she thought about that. It scared her to be here but it scared her more to think about what he could do to her. He was heartless. Cold. Nothing in his mind screamed at him to stop. He had no heart. If he ever had that it was a long time ago.
`So long ago when he was first born and didn`t develop those feelinsg against humans. How could someone raised by Rem become so evil? Was he so intelligent that his mind convinced him that people were naturally evil and plants were pure? What makes him want to kill?`
She chuckled.
`Maybe I can find out. It will give me something to do.`
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Knives did not enjoy her presence. He despised her as much as she despised him. She just chose not to tell him outright like he did with her. He wanted her to. He enjoyed the amusement of an ignorant human telling him how inferior he was when he was the one that could live nearly forever. Nearly forever.
The black hair along his hairline came to mind. He growled.
`I am supposed to be able use that power! Why does it hurt so much to use it? Stupid humans who created us.`
He did not actually know that. He assumed. He convinced himself that humans put weaknesses on plants to utilize something they could control.
`Foolish. Absolutely foolish.`
He put his attention back on the screen. He watched out for anyone approaching with great hope that his brother would show up. He wanted them to be together. They would be unstoppable as a team. Defeat the humans and set up their utopia as he always dreamed of. The blond fool had to be awakened to the truth.
`If he wants his weak human to live.`
He licked his lips. He could do it now. He could splatter her blood against the wall with one hand. It was too easy. She would not have a chance. No. He needed Vash to see that happen. He wanted him to enjoy watching it happen.
`And he will.`
His eyes searched over the room he stood in. His men kept things in good shape. He hated for things to look run down. He hated clutter. Blood was the only thing that looked good messy to him. Chaos. Pain. He enjoyed that unless it was his pain. He could not stand pain. Clutter involving dirt and paper and other human things. Hateful. Disgusting. Waste of his time. He had others do it for this reason.
Now the dark metal stood out to him reflecting off of the walls. The screens glowed thus reflecting off the wall as well. His deformed shadow stood out like an alien form. He heard someone outside the door. His eyes narrowed.
`Who the hell could be bothering me right now?`
He focused his thoughts on the doorknob. Opening with a creak he could not help but be surprised. The little human`s smile was unnerving.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I was about to ask the same thing of you."
"I wanted to see what you were doing. I was bored."
"Probably trying to get the best angle of escape."
She rolled her eyes.
"No. I`m not stupid, Knives."
"That`s an understatement."
"...What are you doing?"
"None of your business."
She nodded slightly. Her ponytail bobbed up and down. Her eyes conveyed her amusement of him. Stepping into the room she looked around with her dark grey eyes.
"You keep this place very clean."
"I don`t. My servants do. I would not waste my energy on such activities. Leave that to humans. They are the born servants of all plants."
"Technically we are. We do depend on plants for our energy. We would die without plants so...yes....I suppose that we are your servants."
Her answer astounded him. His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to retort but he could not. It was too perfect.
`Why did she say that? Why didn`t she react aggressively like she did so many years ago?`
"Interesting answer, spider."
"Meryl. At least give me that decency."
'I will continue to call you spider because that is what you deserve."
"Then I will call you butterfly because that it what you deserve. You are supposed to be that in your analogy right?"
Somehow this was not what he had in mind. His cheeks twitched.
"You wouldn`t dare."
"I would...butterfly."
"...You will be Meryl then."
A strange smile crossed her face. It disgusted him. He hated that she reversed his philosophy around on him. She was not as stupid as he thought. He hated her. A smartass spider. The worst kind. She could do this all the time. He had to keep himself on guard.
"Then you will be Knives again." she responded lightly. Her lips were curved into that smile still. He wanted to slap her. He wanted to slap her over and over until she bled to death. He could not though. Something about her will to stand up to him was too intriguing to pass up. He wanted to relish this opportunity and come out on top in the end. A smirk crossed his face.
"So be it."
"I want to look around somemore. I want you to show me around."
"Why should I? Can you not look around on your own? Are you too ignorant to do that?"
"I want you to show me around." she repeated. Her smile never wavered. He growled.
`Still she smiles! Despicable human garbage! I`ll best this little bitch in the end!`
"Fine....Meryl. Fine. Follow me."
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Knives` smirk made Meryl nervous. She kept her indifferent front even as he entered the room where his gang stayed. He pointed out among them. They all looked at him.
"This is the new Gung-Ho Guns. They will be your....friends from now on. Get to know them. There is nothing more that I wish to show you."
He left her. She tried following but he slammed the door in her face. Her fists clenched together until she was sure that they would bleed.
`Bastard! He could at least show me around the entire place! I want to know where everything is! I am not about to go ask one of those things out there for a tour!`
She quickly composed herself. She noticed that her nails left small red cuts in her plams. It did not bother her that much. She did that when she got angry. Instead of yelling she did something else even if it hurt. Something in her mind told her that she would be doing that a lot. With a little more confidence she decided to look around on her own.
`Damn him. If he will not show me around I will do it myself. It will be sweet justice if I find a way out of here. I can see that dumbfounded and pissed off look on his face now. That would something worth seeing. Too bad I would be long gone. Oh well. I can`t have everything.`
Smiling at that thought she began her walk. She noted were the main rooms were. The first and only room Knives showed her appeared to be some sort of huge conference room where the Gung-Ho Guns gathered. She made sure to pass that room as fast as possible without being noticed. One of them could follow her. Hurt her. Kill her even if Knives told them not to hurt her. Speaking of that...
`Why does he care? He hurts me all the time. Abuse is abuse...though I would prefer it remain this way over all of them.`
Next was a room that looked like a very crude hospital. Saws, scalpals and other items littered the tops of drawers and the floor. She shuddered thinking about what they did in here.
`I doubt that they even use it to heal. They probably do things to their victims in here.`
She imagined defenseless humans lying on that table. She heard screaming. She left the room. She would never go in that room again voluntarily. Several other rooms were along the walls. They all were dark and had several different objects that she decided to forget. These were obviously the rooms of the Gung-Ho Guns. She thought it best to leave the area immedaitely. She saw weight rooms. There were a lot of those. She saw some plants and wandered what their names were.
`Maybe the bastard will mention them sometime. It would be nice to be able to try and talk to them. At least there would be someone to talk to.`
She thought of her friends. Vash. Wolfwood. Milly. Her children. The town. So many faces she longed to see. Before she selfishly denied seeing them. She wanted to be alone.
Now she could not stand it.
`I wander if they are looking for me right now. No. Still at home I suppose. vash will be the first to realize that I am gone when he comes to visit. He`ll find an empty house.`
She found other rooms. None were that interesting really. A lot of them were bare. She ended up circling the building several times before she noticed a room by itself. The door was black. Curiousity won in the end and she turned the knob. It was unlocked. Stepping inside she retained herself from making noises. A lamp stood out on an empty table in the middle of the relatively small room. A king sized bed was pushed up against the wall. She sneered.
`Looks a lot more comfortable than mine!`
She was not surprised. Before she could really get into why she heard the door next to the bed open. Her mouth hung open slightly. Knives. Naked. Completely naked. She could not remove her eyes from him. She could not control her movement anymore. His reaction was similar except his cheeks were redder than she had ever seen them before. Her cheeks reddened thinking about the situation. Water dripped off of his bare muscular skin to the floor in barely audible drips. No towel. He just stood there.
`Oh my....` she thought to herself. His eyes were like saucers. His arm went rigid and went up slowly. His finger twisted towards the door.
"Get out." he said in a low voice. She did not move.
"Get out!" he screamed. His eyes changed to pure rage. She could move again. She ran. She ran so fast that she was back in her room in only a few seconds. She slammed her door and locked it knowing fully well that he could get in without any trouble. She jumped on her bed. She pulled her knees close to her chest.
"Please don`t come in here." she said aloud. Nothing. No one showed up. She had a feeling that things would be awkward tommorow...if she even decided to leave her room.
`I won`t leave me room. I will stay in here. Yeah. That is the plan. No Knives.`
Her cheeks flushed again as her thoughts lingered again upon his naked body.
It disgusted her yet...she had to admit that he lloked good. Real good.
`Too bad he`s an asshole.`
She was really messing up. She could not help but think that she would be dead soon from her own stupidity. She had to be more careful.
She had to force herself to get along with them. Tommorow she would talk to someone in the Gung-Ho Guns.
`Hopefully not naked....`
***Anyways yes. This is will all be revised in due time. There will be romance but not here. Right now I have to get people introduced and all kinds of stuff like that. Gung-Ho Gun descriptions in the next chapter! :) I`m thinking about changing the rating to R. Judging by what the summary for this story says it seems right. What do you think? Give me feedback on that please. No flames. That burns! .
****Yes. Vash and the others will be a part of the story. ^.^
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Chapter 2: Bad Impressions
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Meryl stared out the window of the room. She had been down there for a week.
`I wonder what Vash and the others are doing right now. They must be worried.`
She was fed all the time. It was not bad at all. She never saw anyone else. They just opened the door and slid in her food. To keep herself from going crazy she found a rock in the corner to use as chalk. She drew pretty elaborate pictures on the wall.
She ran her fingers through her long hair. She wanted to wash her hair badly.
`They could at least let me shower.`
Someone knocked on the door. She turned her head.
"Who is it?"
The door opened. She looked away when Knives stepped in.
"You need to take a shwoer. You don`t want to stink up the place."
"You should have asked me sooner."
He chuckled. He waited for her to stand up. When she did she walked past him without a word.
"Go to your left."
She complied.
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Meryl felt a great deal better after she had the shower. Her head turned from left to right after exiting the bathroom. She had a change of clothes on her. Apparently they laid some out for her. It was a simple pair of brown pants and a white shirt. It would due for now. She brought her clothing with her. Knives stood there next to her room.
"What? Not trying to run away?" he asked.
"Where would I go? This is hell."
He frowned.
"I can make it hell."
"You already have made it hell. You still haven`t told me what I am doing here. Why don`t you?"
"All in good time."
"Now."
He waved his hand towards the room.
"Then I will tell you."
Following her he stood against the wall. His eyes seemed to glow in the dark. Meryl sat on the edge of the mattress and waited.
"You are a pawn that I plan to use to get Vash to join us."
Meryl burst out laughing. His eyes conveyed rage.
'What are you laughing at, spider?!"
"That is the dumbest plan that I`ve ever heard! He will never switch over to your side! He`ll save me then he`ll stop you like he did seven years ago!"
He slapped her again. Blood flew from Meryl`s face. Knives retracted his hand as if he had committed a crime. His eyes were wide. She spat out some of it then shook her head.
"You will lose, Knives. Just give up. I`ll play along with your little scheme. All I want is to be able to walk around. Is that too much to ask?"
"...Fine. Be my guest." he said sarcastically. He left the room. The door slammed shut but was not locked.
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The first few times out of her room and Meryl went back. The people around there frightened her. She found that she felt the safest in the early morning and the very late evening. She only saw Knives about twice a week. He usually was on his way somewhere. His eyes would glance over at her, She felt like he was laughing at her. She hated him.
`Stupid bastard. He`s the one who brought me here. He probably wants me to try and escape so he can degrade me somemore. Luckily for me I don`t get me feelings hurt so easily...unless he hits me again.`
She rubbed her cheek as she thought about that. It scared her to be here but it scared her more to think about what he could do to her. He was heartless. Cold. Nothing in his mind screamed at him to stop. He had no heart. If he ever had that it was a long time ago.
`So long ago when he was first born and didn`t develop those feelinsg against humans. How could someone raised by Rem become so evil? Was he so intelligent that his mind convinced him that people were naturally evil and plants were pure? What makes him want to kill?`
She chuckled.
`Maybe I can find out. It will give me something to do.`
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Knives did not enjoy her presence. He despised her as much as she despised him. She just chose not to tell him outright like he did with her. He wanted her to. He enjoyed the amusement of an ignorant human telling him how inferior he was when he was the one that could live nearly forever. Nearly forever.
The black hair along his hairline came to mind. He growled.
`I am supposed to be able use that power! Why does it hurt so much to use it? Stupid humans who created us.`
He did not actually know that. He assumed. He convinced himself that humans put weaknesses on plants to utilize something they could control.
`Foolish. Absolutely foolish.`
He put his attention back on the screen. He watched out for anyone approaching with great hope that his brother would show up. He wanted them to be together. They would be unstoppable as a team. Defeat the humans and set up their utopia as he always dreamed of. The blond fool had to be awakened to the truth.
`If he wants his weak human to live.`
He licked his lips. He could do it now. He could splatter her blood against the wall with one hand. It was too easy. She would not have a chance. No. He needed Vash to see that happen. He wanted him to enjoy watching it happen.
`And he will.`
His eyes searched over the room he stood in. His men kept things in good shape. He hated for things to look run down. He hated clutter. Blood was the only thing that looked good messy to him. Chaos. Pain. He enjoyed that unless it was his pain. He could not stand pain. Clutter involving dirt and paper and other human things. Hateful. Disgusting. Waste of his time. He had others do it for this reason.
Now the dark metal stood out to him reflecting off of the walls. The screens glowed thus reflecting off the wall as well. His deformed shadow stood out like an alien form. He heard someone outside the door. His eyes narrowed.
`Who the hell could be bothering me right now?`
He focused his thoughts on the doorknob. Opening with a creak he could not help but be surprised. The little human`s smile was unnerving.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I was about to ask the same thing of you."
"I wanted to see what you were doing. I was bored."
"Probably trying to get the best angle of escape."
She rolled her eyes.
"No. I`m not stupid, Knives."
"That`s an understatement."
"...What are you doing?"
"None of your business."
She nodded slightly. Her ponytail bobbed up and down. Her eyes conveyed her amusement of him. Stepping into the room she looked around with her dark grey eyes.
"You keep this place very clean."
"I don`t. My servants do. I would not waste my energy on such activities. Leave that to humans. They are the born servants of all plants."
"Technically we are. We do depend on plants for our energy. We would die without plants so...yes....I suppose that we are your servants."
Her answer astounded him. His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to retort but he could not. It was too perfect.
`Why did she say that? Why didn`t she react aggressively like she did so many years ago?`
"Interesting answer, spider."
"Meryl. At least give me that decency."
'I will continue to call you spider because that is what you deserve."
"Then I will call you butterfly because that it what you deserve. You are supposed to be that in your analogy right?"
Somehow this was not what he had in mind. His cheeks twitched.
"You wouldn`t dare."
"I would...butterfly."
"...You will be Meryl then."
A strange smile crossed her face. It disgusted him. He hated that she reversed his philosophy around on him. She was not as stupid as he thought. He hated her. A smartass spider. The worst kind. She could do this all the time. He had to keep himself on guard.
"Then you will be Knives again." she responded lightly. Her lips were curved into that smile still. He wanted to slap her. He wanted to slap her over and over until she bled to death. He could not though. Something about her will to stand up to him was too intriguing to pass up. He wanted to relish this opportunity and come out on top in the end. A smirk crossed his face.
"So be it."
"I want to look around somemore. I want you to show me around."
"Why should I? Can you not look around on your own? Are you too ignorant to do that?"
"I want you to show me around." she repeated. Her smile never wavered. He growled.
`Still she smiles! Despicable human garbage! I`ll best this little bitch in the end!`
"Fine....Meryl. Fine. Follow me."
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Knives` smirk made Meryl nervous. She kept her indifferent front even as he entered the room where his gang stayed. He pointed out among them. They all looked at him.
"This is the new Gung-Ho Guns. They will be your....friends from now on. Get to know them. There is nothing more that I wish to show you."
He left her. She tried following but he slammed the door in her face. Her fists clenched together until she was sure that they would bleed.
`Bastard! He could at least show me around the entire place! I want to know where everything is! I am not about to go ask one of those things out there for a tour!`
She quickly composed herself. She noticed that her nails left small red cuts in her plams. It did not bother her that much. She did that when she got angry. Instead of yelling she did something else even if it hurt. Something in her mind told her that she would be doing that a lot. With a little more confidence she decided to look around on her own.
`Damn him. If he will not show me around I will do it myself. It will be sweet justice if I find a way out of here. I can see that dumbfounded and pissed off look on his face now. That would something worth seeing. Too bad I would be long gone. Oh well. I can`t have everything.`
Smiling at that thought she began her walk. She noted were the main rooms were. The first and only room Knives showed her appeared to be some sort of huge conference room where the Gung-Ho Guns gathered. She made sure to pass that room as fast as possible without being noticed. One of them could follow her. Hurt her. Kill her even if Knives told them not to hurt her. Speaking of that...
`Why does he care? He hurts me all the time. Abuse is abuse...though I would prefer it remain this way over all of them.`
Next was a room that looked like a very crude hospital. Saws, scalpals and other items littered the tops of drawers and the floor. She shuddered thinking about what they did in here.
`I doubt that they even use it to heal. They probably do things to their victims in here.`
She imagined defenseless humans lying on that table. She heard screaming. She left the room. She would never go in that room again voluntarily. Several other rooms were along the walls. They all were dark and had several different objects that she decided to forget. These were obviously the rooms of the Gung-Ho Guns. She thought it best to leave the area immedaitely. She saw weight rooms. There were a lot of those. She saw some plants and wandered what their names were.
`Maybe the bastard will mention them sometime. It would be nice to be able to try and talk to them. At least there would be someone to talk to.`
She thought of her friends. Vash. Wolfwood. Milly. Her children. The town. So many faces she longed to see. Before she selfishly denied seeing them. She wanted to be alone.
Now she could not stand it.
`I wander if they are looking for me right now. No. Still at home I suppose. vash will be the first to realize that I am gone when he comes to visit. He`ll find an empty house.`
She found other rooms. None were that interesting really. A lot of them were bare. She ended up circling the building several times before she noticed a room by itself. The door was black. Curiousity won in the end and she turned the knob. It was unlocked. Stepping inside she retained herself from making noises. A lamp stood out on an empty table in the middle of the relatively small room. A king sized bed was pushed up against the wall. She sneered.
`Looks a lot more comfortable than mine!`
She was not surprised. Before she could really get into why she heard the door next to the bed open. Her mouth hung open slightly. Knives. Naked. Completely naked. She could not remove her eyes from him. She could not control her movement anymore. His reaction was similar except his cheeks were redder than she had ever seen them before. Her cheeks reddened thinking about the situation. Water dripped off of his bare muscular skin to the floor in barely audible drips. No towel. He just stood there.
`Oh my....` she thought to herself. His eyes were like saucers. His arm went rigid and went up slowly. His finger twisted towards the door.
"Get out." he said in a low voice. She did not move.
"Get out!" he screamed. His eyes changed to pure rage. She could move again. She ran. She ran so fast that she was back in her room in only a few seconds. She slammed her door and locked it knowing fully well that he could get in without any trouble. She jumped on her bed. She pulled her knees close to her chest.
"Please don`t come in here." she said aloud. Nothing. No one showed up. She had a feeling that things would be awkward tommorow...if she even decided to leave her room.
`I won`t leave me room. I will stay in here. Yeah. That is the plan. No Knives.`
Her cheeks flushed again as her thoughts lingered again upon his naked body.
It disgusted her yet...she had to admit that he lloked good. Real good.
`Too bad he`s an asshole.`
She was really messing up. She could not help but think that she would be dead soon from her own stupidity. She had to be more careful.
She had to force herself to get along with them. Tommorow she would talk to someone in the Gung-Ho Guns.
`Hopefully not naked....`
***Anyways yes. This is will all be revised in due time. There will be romance but not here. Right now I have to get people introduced and all kinds of stuff like that. Gung-Ho Gun descriptions in the next chapter! :) I`m thinking about changing the rating to R. Judging by what the summary for this story says it seems right. What do you think? Give me feedback on that please. No flames. That burns! .
****Yes. Vash and the others will be a part of the story. ^.^