I never understood Vash's love for the human race; however, I failed to ever embrace Knives pure disgust towards them. It was kind of sad, for whichever road I took, I always found myself basing my actions on Vashs morals and Knives ferocity. It was never within my power to ever find that fine line in between the two; thus, a somewhat solemn person was created, donning clothing with the same dismal attitude. By doing this, I was hoping to sever the connection from the two of them. Like the two of them, I was born with the same light blond hair, however, I had opted for a platinum colour, it was as far from blonde as I wanted to be. As for clothing, white was too bright and red was too romantic, however, Vash's coat had always been a grand sight to behold. So I did as any awed person would do, and made a similar copy. Mind you, I did not have the materials that the coat was made up, but I did manage to scrounge up enough left over pleather. Where the hell the locals ever got that, I did not know. But paying no mind to that, I had my coat, similar in design to the Stampedes, yet unique in its own way, indeed, that would have to do. Wearing my own masterpiece, I made way into the world.
However, my copying of Vash did not stop there. As I was rolling out my past in front of me, I was sitting idly in the back of a small pub. Why was I here? See any western movie (or even the Trigun series itself) and you will see that bars were the designated resting places for bandits and vagabonds. Normally these places would be as full as a sin in a constant sinner, but in the middle of the day, it was life confession, empty. I was watching whatever traffic that walked in through the old creaky wooden door, taking a slow and thoughtful sip of my cold beer whenever the urge hit me. Most people would pass me off as another anti-social thinker. I was in truth searching for someone, indeed, two people. Before Vash went off planet to chase after his escaped brother, he asked me one simple favour, one that had taken all of nearly 7 months just to get to this point.
"Tores, I need you to do something for me."
"What?"
"Find Meryl and Milly, because they were with me everywhere, thousands of bandits must be looking for them."
"What am I to do after I find them?"
"Protect them of course!" He laughed his carefree laugh that almost made me laugh, if I wasn't such a heartless bastard at times.
"Vash…I am a hunter, not a protector…how can you expect me to keep them safe?" He was in the process of saying something when the rockets of his vehicle had ignited, draining out all the sound from his lungs and his lips. I could not hear, but I could see in his green eyes that he had a large amount of confidence in my abilities. Just before he departed he gave me a hug, and ran off. Somehow, I could have sworn that he said, "you can do it because you're my brother," but I had no way of knowing until he returned…which may be a very long time. I felt a bit empty that day, it seemed the entire fate of a planet was left on my shoulders, the shoulders of Tores the Hunter. Milly Thompson and Meryl Stryfe, Vash's life partners ever since they met him on that fateful day, were now to become my one sole responsibility…how did I ever get into such messes.
I stood slowly, my coat falling to cover my tall form. I dropped the required change on the table before walking out the pub, hands resting comfortable in my pockets. Was there a soul on this planet who knew everything about everyone? This thought had been running through my corrupt mind everyday since two of the three brothers disappeared. Looking up, I found my answer, however, it was not the answer that I wanted. The sky. The sky knew everything there was to know. Blessed with two never blinking, burning celestial eyes during the day, and five cold eyes during the night, nothing could ever escape their scrutiny. However, people still held secrets from even the gods above, but don't you dare tell, for they will be picked up instantly.
I looked up once again, the suns blazing rays flickering over my black tinted sunglasses. Their view had fallen on me, this mean fate was going to catch up to me soon, but what was my fate. Shaking me head of the disturbing thought, I continued my search of the elusive M&M team.