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Ryoko slowly made her way through the harsh winds that held blasts of sand that felt as if shards of glass were ripping their way through her cape and hood, but she stood firm. She felt none of the impact on her skin, however, and was completely unaware of what was happening around her. Her mind was focused on one thing. Vash the Stampede.
---I'll find your dopey ass yet! --- She thought to herself as she surveyed upcoming upraises of earth.
She heard several gunshots before she arrived, she heard the sound of people yelling from a distance and cries of surprise, anger, and frustration not far afterwards. As she was making her way around a corner she saw Vash standing at the bottom of a hill looking up to two strange looking women with his thumb up and a strange frown on his face.
One woman was short and wore a strange overcoat. She had short blue-black hair and watched Vash with an ever twitching eye and sweat drop. Beside her was an abnormally tall woman, a good foot taller then Ryoko herself, with long brown hair and a strange smile on her face.
Vash then said something about earning doughnuts and ten double dollars and then began laughing maniacally before he heard a ticking noise behind him and blue lines appeared on his face when he realized it was a bomb. Then, with a high pitched scream, he dodged out of the blast's range. Ryoko gave a slight smile at this comical scene. She then turned from the scene and trudged down a hill not too far from the blast.
She had watched as Vash and the women had finally gone their two separate ways and then followed Vash to a small town. She watched him for a long while before surveying a scene of a man being tossed out of a bar. The man got up, dusted himself off and then stumbled over to Vash. The man gurgled something inaudible to Vash, but Ryoko heard well what Vash was asking him.
"Where do you live? I'll take you home."
The drunk looked sadly at him and pointed in an obscured direction. Vash gave the man an amused and slightly sad smile before shaking his head. The man was pointing in the direction of the bar. The man then pushed him away and then began trudging his way back to the bar. Vash's face filled with concern and reached out to the guy before he could fall again. The man once again pushed him away, only more violently this time, but Vash's composure didn't change.
---He still seems so deeply concerned with that venomous human.--- Ryoko pondered to herself as she surveyed the scene before her.
Her heart almost went out to him.
---Why was I hunting him again? --- She thought.
A once faded memory came to mind, one that she'd almost forgotten, but was also her very fuel of action.
---Knives--- she thought before the memory came into play.
**********Flashback************
A miniature version of Ryoko sat crouched in a cold, metallic corner. She didn't know for how long precisely she had been drifting through the abyss of space, but when she ran into the ship she had to go in. She was cold and alone. Sitting in the darkness she never noticed the slender figure before her.
"Who are you?" a voice asked.
She looked up to see a white-blonde young boy before her. His eyes were an amazing ice-blue and his face was fair. Even though he was frowning at her she couldn't help but to be taken aback by his presence.
"What's it to you?" she replied in childish defiance.
He then gave her a coy smile.
"Depends... If the humans on this ship find a stow-a-way, they just might chunk you into the depths of space from which you came." He said; his tone as cold as his eyes.
Her eyes wavered some and her features trembled.
"Scared? If I were you, I'd be stupid not to be." He said, his tone remaining ever steady.
She shifted her gaze to the floor.
"My name's Ryoko." She said quietly.
The boy stepped even closer to her before leaning over and placing his hand on her shoulder. The hand was cold and uncaring and the grasp was almost unbearably strong.
"We may not be just acquaintances, mainly because I know you aren't human, nor are you even closely related to those nauseously stupid ape-like creatures." He said in an almost pleasant manner.
Her heart almost seemed to freeze with fear as she looked up to him.
The following days were filled with late night tasks for her new "friend" and constantly forced isolation. She learned his name was Knives and that he had a twin brother named Vash. She learned of his hatred for human kind and his growing frustration for his brother's constant interaction between the humans. Subconsciously, Knives forced her into isolation because he refused to share her with anyone and tried to out-do his brother in the aspect that Vash's companion was Rem, but Rem was a human and useless to Vash as a whole, Ryoko, however was much more efficient and not human. However, consciously, he based it on the fact that she was all apart of a much larger scheme and interference would be detrimental to its development. He found Ryoko had many strange abilities that he found useful. She could travel through solid objects, dissipate and reappear from place to place in short distances, fly and create weapons and shields using a strange energy created by her body. This energy was also something that intrigued him about her.
She was in her isolation when the ship began to fall. The night before, Knives had told her to stay where she was and no matter what happened, she wasn't to move from that spot. She hugged her knees and thought only of him when the plane finally crashed on a planet called Gunsmoke, and still, she didn't move.
She grew into a woman; she worked on developing her skills and found she could create her own clothing and other inorganic materials, just by using the strange energy from within her. For one hundred years she stayed there, wondering if Knives were okay. The only supplies there were an alcohol supply and a lot of mechanic's tools. Needless to say she drank a lot during the first fifty years of her stay.
Finally, one day, as she had sat before in her cold, dark corner, a tall figure appeared.
"Who are you?" the once recognizable voice was now deepened some, but she still recognized it.
She looked up to see a tall, slender but lean young man standing before her. His hair white-blonde and cut the same as when she first met him and his ice-blue eyes even sharper then before. They both looked at each other in silence, noticing that in that hundred year lapse that neither of them had aged past twenty-three.
She then slowly stood in front of the man before her. He wore a strange white suit, which fit the contours of his body and looked oddly elegant on him. She wore a strange out fit of a full black body suit with a red and white long sleeved dress over it, on with slits on each side of the leg that came all the way up to her hips, and the shoulders were puffy.
They stood facing each other in their new forms. They had gotten taller, more slender; each of their features had slowly turned supple and now defined each of their sexes. Her long, layered, blue spiked hair defined her face more and her startling orange eyes saw things more clearly. She saw that he was more powerful then the last time she saw him, he'd gained abilities far past her own. He once again placed his cold grip on her shoulder.
"We must build something." He stated, his voice cool and calm.
Her heart was frozen in her fear of him and only nodded.
He fully made up for the hundred years he had left her by spending one hundred years with her. They built two guns and he continuously told her of his plans to destroy all of man kind. She knew that two hundred years was enough to establish human colonies. He then left her and told her not to come out until he came back. She reluctantly nodded and watched as he left. She then realized a pull on her heart as she watched him leave. She wondered if that was what Rem had called "love".
She waited only a few hours before she heard a loud explosion from off in the distance, then there came the yelling. She noticed that one of the voices had to have been Vash's. Something then felt terribly wrong.
Disobeying orders, she dissipated through the walls that confined her for the last two hundred years, flew to the outside before landing on the ground and then running to the spot where she heard the last horrible screams.
When she arrived she noticed Vash running away and she then saw Knives' unmoving body, her heart was torn in two. She flew over to his body, crying out his name and begging for a response.
She felt he was still alive, although his body was horribly mangled. She then spent the next seventy years building something to sustain him while caring for him at the same time. She finally created a castle on the top of a mountain, on the inside of the castle she built a rejuvenation tank for him and placed him in it.
While he still slept, she made the solemn vow to hunt down Vash and kill him. But once he awoke, he had far greater plans in mind.
Thus she was sent into the desert in search of the Vash the Stampede.
**********Flashback ends***************
Ryoko shook off the memories and then ran up to help Vash with the still struggling man. They found each other under each of the man's arms and looking at each other in an odd questioning glance. Ryoko then smiled happily.
"Couldn't let you get all of the fun!" she said to him, not knowing what it really meant.
The man had already passed out before giving his home address.
Vash looked confused but then smiled all the same. They then began dragging the man to his home.
"Besides, you owe me a drink." She stated shortly after.
"What?!"
"Well, the last time we met, you did sort of mess up my whole drinking experience."
"Huh...? I.I'm not getting what you're saying."
"I never expected you to."
"What?!"
"You've got a thick skull, that's what it is."
"What's that supposed to mean??"
Silence followed, Ryoko's only response was an evil grin as they pushed the man into his house, and put him on the bed. Once outside the door, Ryoko flung an arm around his shoulder once again.
"Common, let's go get a couple of drinks." She said happily.
"But. I don't have any money." he stated.
"That's okay. I know how to get some money!" she declared happily.
He only blinked at this.
--- Do I even want to know? --- He thought before following her to the bar.
Ryoko slowly made her way through the harsh winds that held blasts of sand that felt as if shards of glass were ripping their way through her cape and hood, but she stood firm. She felt none of the impact on her skin, however, and was completely unaware of what was happening around her. Her mind was focused on one thing. Vash the Stampede.
---I'll find your dopey ass yet! --- She thought to herself as she surveyed upcoming upraises of earth.
She heard several gunshots before she arrived, she heard the sound of people yelling from a distance and cries of surprise, anger, and frustration not far afterwards. As she was making her way around a corner she saw Vash standing at the bottom of a hill looking up to two strange looking women with his thumb up and a strange frown on his face.
One woman was short and wore a strange overcoat. She had short blue-black hair and watched Vash with an ever twitching eye and sweat drop. Beside her was an abnormally tall woman, a good foot taller then Ryoko herself, with long brown hair and a strange smile on her face.
Vash then said something about earning doughnuts and ten double dollars and then began laughing maniacally before he heard a ticking noise behind him and blue lines appeared on his face when he realized it was a bomb. Then, with a high pitched scream, he dodged out of the blast's range. Ryoko gave a slight smile at this comical scene. She then turned from the scene and trudged down a hill not too far from the blast.
She had watched as Vash and the women had finally gone their two separate ways and then followed Vash to a small town. She watched him for a long while before surveying a scene of a man being tossed out of a bar. The man got up, dusted himself off and then stumbled over to Vash. The man gurgled something inaudible to Vash, but Ryoko heard well what Vash was asking him.
"Where do you live? I'll take you home."
The drunk looked sadly at him and pointed in an obscured direction. Vash gave the man an amused and slightly sad smile before shaking his head. The man was pointing in the direction of the bar. The man then pushed him away and then began trudging his way back to the bar. Vash's face filled with concern and reached out to the guy before he could fall again. The man once again pushed him away, only more violently this time, but Vash's composure didn't change.
---He still seems so deeply concerned with that venomous human.--- Ryoko pondered to herself as she surveyed the scene before her.
Her heart almost went out to him.
---Why was I hunting him again? --- She thought.
A once faded memory came to mind, one that she'd almost forgotten, but was also her very fuel of action.
---Knives--- she thought before the memory came into play.
**********Flashback************
A miniature version of Ryoko sat crouched in a cold, metallic corner. She didn't know for how long precisely she had been drifting through the abyss of space, but when she ran into the ship she had to go in. She was cold and alone. Sitting in the darkness she never noticed the slender figure before her.
"Who are you?" a voice asked.
She looked up to see a white-blonde young boy before her. His eyes were an amazing ice-blue and his face was fair. Even though he was frowning at her she couldn't help but to be taken aback by his presence.
"What's it to you?" she replied in childish defiance.
He then gave her a coy smile.
"Depends... If the humans on this ship find a stow-a-way, they just might chunk you into the depths of space from which you came." He said; his tone as cold as his eyes.
Her eyes wavered some and her features trembled.
"Scared? If I were you, I'd be stupid not to be." He said, his tone remaining ever steady.
She shifted her gaze to the floor.
"My name's Ryoko." She said quietly.
The boy stepped even closer to her before leaning over and placing his hand on her shoulder. The hand was cold and uncaring and the grasp was almost unbearably strong.
"We may not be just acquaintances, mainly because I know you aren't human, nor are you even closely related to those nauseously stupid ape-like creatures." He said in an almost pleasant manner.
Her heart almost seemed to freeze with fear as she looked up to him.
The following days were filled with late night tasks for her new "friend" and constantly forced isolation. She learned his name was Knives and that he had a twin brother named Vash. She learned of his hatred for human kind and his growing frustration for his brother's constant interaction between the humans. Subconsciously, Knives forced her into isolation because he refused to share her with anyone and tried to out-do his brother in the aspect that Vash's companion was Rem, but Rem was a human and useless to Vash as a whole, Ryoko, however was much more efficient and not human. However, consciously, he based it on the fact that she was all apart of a much larger scheme and interference would be detrimental to its development. He found Ryoko had many strange abilities that he found useful. She could travel through solid objects, dissipate and reappear from place to place in short distances, fly and create weapons and shields using a strange energy created by her body. This energy was also something that intrigued him about her.
She was in her isolation when the ship began to fall. The night before, Knives had told her to stay where she was and no matter what happened, she wasn't to move from that spot. She hugged her knees and thought only of him when the plane finally crashed on a planet called Gunsmoke, and still, she didn't move.
She grew into a woman; she worked on developing her skills and found she could create her own clothing and other inorganic materials, just by using the strange energy from within her. For one hundred years she stayed there, wondering if Knives were okay. The only supplies there were an alcohol supply and a lot of mechanic's tools. Needless to say she drank a lot during the first fifty years of her stay.
Finally, one day, as she had sat before in her cold, dark corner, a tall figure appeared.
"Who are you?" the once recognizable voice was now deepened some, but she still recognized it.
She looked up to see a tall, slender but lean young man standing before her. His hair white-blonde and cut the same as when she first met him and his ice-blue eyes even sharper then before. They both looked at each other in silence, noticing that in that hundred year lapse that neither of them had aged past twenty-three.
She then slowly stood in front of the man before her. He wore a strange white suit, which fit the contours of his body and looked oddly elegant on him. She wore a strange out fit of a full black body suit with a red and white long sleeved dress over it, on with slits on each side of the leg that came all the way up to her hips, and the shoulders were puffy.
They stood facing each other in their new forms. They had gotten taller, more slender; each of their features had slowly turned supple and now defined each of their sexes. Her long, layered, blue spiked hair defined her face more and her startling orange eyes saw things more clearly. She saw that he was more powerful then the last time she saw him, he'd gained abilities far past her own. He once again placed his cold grip on her shoulder.
"We must build something." He stated, his voice cool and calm.
Her heart was frozen in her fear of him and only nodded.
He fully made up for the hundred years he had left her by spending one hundred years with her. They built two guns and he continuously told her of his plans to destroy all of man kind. She knew that two hundred years was enough to establish human colonies. He then left her and told her not to come out until he came back. She reluctantly nodded and watched as he left. She then realized a pull on her heart as she watched him leave. She wondered if that was what Rem had called "love".
She waited only a few hours before she heard a loud explosion from off in the distance, then there came the yelling. She noticed that one of the voices had to have been Vash's. Something then felt terribly wrong.
Disobeying orders, she dissipated through the walls that confined her for the last two hundred years, flew to the outside before landing on the ground and then running to the spot where she heard the last horrible screams.
When she arrived she noticed Vash running away and she then saw Knives' unmoving body, her heart was torn in two. She flew over to his body, crying out his name and begging for a response.
She felt he was still alive, although his body was horribly mangled. She then spent the next seventy years building something to sustain him while caring for him at the same time. She finally created a castle on the top of a mountain, on the inside of the castle she built a rejuvenation tank for him and placed him in it.
While he still slept, she made the solemn vow to hunt down Vash and kill him. But once he awoke, he had far greater plans in mind.
Thus she was sent into the desert in search of the Vash the Stampede.
**********Flashback ends***************
Ryoko shook off the memories and then ran up to help Vash with the still struggling man. They found each other under each of the man's arms and looking at each other in an odd questioning glance. Ryoko then smiled happily.
"Couldn't let you get all of the fun!" she said to him, not knowing what it really meant.
The man had already passed out before giving his home address.
Vash looked confused but then smiled all the same. They then began dragging the man to his home.
"Besides, you owe me a drink." She stated shortly after.
"What?!"
"Well, the last time we met, you did sort of mess up my whole drinking experience."
"Huh...? I.I'm not getting what you're saying."
"I never expected you to."
"What?!"
"You've got a thick skull, that's what it is."
"What's that supposed to mean??"
Silence followed, Ryoko's only response was an evil grin as they pushed the man into his house, and put him on the bed. Once outside the door, Ryoko flung an arm around his shoulder once again.
"Common, let's go get a couple of drinks." She said happily.
"But. I don't have any money." he stated.
"That's okay. I know how to get some money!" she declared happily.
He only blinked at this.
--- Do I even want to know? --- He thought before following her to the bar.