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And Thank you reviewers!
And someone told me that the cat was a girl. Then someone told me it was a guy. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!
I'm going to say the cat's a guy from now on.
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Vash the Stampede JR.
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Part 12- A Bad feeling
((Hakura's POV.))
Tired. That's how I felt. I had been walking around asking everyone I saw on the streets about the Doctor would made metal arms. Most people just looked at me, then walked away like I was nuts or something. So, I used a different approuch.
"OUCH! OWWWWWWWWW!" I yelled out, while clutching my side.
A few people ran up to me. One man stepped foward and bent down. He looked very concerned.
"What's the problem sir?" He asked me, while his hands hovered over me, not sure of what to do.
"Ow! I think... I'm hurt. Where is the Doctor? The best doctor in the town?" I asked him with a painful expression.
"He's two blocks that way, take a left and continue until you see a huge bell tower. He works there. Would you like me to help you?" He asked, while pointing out the directions.
"No thanks." I said, getting up and running that way. Little fluffy had been curled on my chest but when I hoped up, he hopped onto my shoulder.
I ran down two streets, took a left and continued. I was panting and smiling at the same time.
'Wow! I'm going to get a new arm soon! This is so cool!' I thought to myself.
I skidded to a hault in front of a large bell tower. It was atleast three stories high. The building was made of the usually stone build, with a tan covering to help protect the building from the sands. Windows played out on every level, becomming more common the higher the building you looked at.
I walked up to the wooden door. It was plain, with the usual metal in place to hold it in. I reached for the knob, with a serious look on my face. I grabbed towards the knob and swollowed. The knob started turning before I even touched it! I looked up at the door instead of the knob.
**BAM!!!**
I was thrown up against the wall, while the door smacked me in the face! Someone had threw the door open and it hit me. I was pinned against a door and the building.
"MARPH!" I said, while my mouth was pressed against the door. I could hear little fluffy meowing. He was smart. He jumped off my shoulder before I even reached for the knob!
I could hear an old man's voice from the other side of the door.
"Oh. Hello little kitty. Were is your master?" He asked the cat. He finally let go of the door. I quickly got out from behind it, breathing heavly when I did.
The old man looked at me. "Where did you come from-..... VASH!" He cried the last part.
I blinked a few times. "..yeah. Hey Doc!"
"Come on in! It's been awhile." He said, pulling me into the house/tower.
He put me in a chair, and went to make something to drink.
The tower sure was... large. There was a wooden table in the middle of the room, with two chairs on each side. Pasted that, was a large kitchen. It didn't have an tile or anything, just a stove, frig., counter and some cabnets made of metal.
Next, there was a living space. It had furnishing in it. A few chairs, a sofa, and a knee high table in the middle of it.
I turned to my right. There was a medical room. It was stalked with medical equipment and lost tech. gear. I blinked, before turning back to the old man.
"It's been over two years since I last saw you. What have you been doing?" He questioned, placing the drink in front of me.
I looked down at it, watching the tea blend with the sugar in it. "Well, I've been on a training mission."
I could see Little fluffy in the corner of my eye. He was settling down on the sofa. Apparently he was going to take a nap.
I grabbed the small handle on the side with fingers slipping through it while my hand grasped the cup in my palm. I lifted the cup to my lips and took a sip. It was good. A bit hot, but good.
"A training mission? Did you beat Knives? Is Knives still alive?" He questioned, sitting down across from me, sipping his own drink.
"No. I've just been training that's all. I don't have to worry about Knives anymore. No one does." I answered, with a wavering look on my face. I sipped the drink again.
"Oh. Well, do you want to check up on old times? Why is it you came?" He questioned, putting his drink down.
"Well..... I kinda lost my arm." I answered, holding up my stub.
The doctor shook his head at me with a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He gave out a small chuckle before looking back up at me. "Lost it? That was one of my best arms too! I am working on a better one though. It won't be done for about another Month. Maybe a week if I pull all-nighters."
"I don't want you wearing yourself out because of me. I can wait." I said, still not quite looking him in the eye. I felt like I was lying to the man, because I didn't tell him that I'm not Vash.
"It something wrong Vash? you seem abit distant." He questioned.
"It's nothing really. I was just thinking about something." I answered, not fully lying. That didn't help at all.
"You're not Vash are you?" He suddenly blurted out.
I looked up at him in shock. No one could tell I wasn't him! Even though I had a scar, and was two inches shorter, they still couldn't tell! How could this old man, who I kinda thought was abit blind since he put salt in his tea instead of sugar, be able to tell?
He chuckled again. "I knew you weren't Vash with the way you looked at me. Vash doesn't look at me like that." He said. SIghing before he continued. "I'm just wondering who you are."
"I'm Hakura. Vash's son." I answered.
"His son? He told me about you before. He was right! You are a little double of him." He said, chuckling again.
I couldn't help but smile. I felt like I could be myself around this guy. I felt comfortable around him, like he was a grandfather or something.
"So, you want a new arm? Tell me. What happened to the other one?" He questioned.
"It got shot off by a bounty hunter named Ace." I said with a shrug.
"The bounty hunter's getting to you huh? That's a new one. Say. Where is Vash? I would like to caught up with him." The doctor said, leaning in abit.
I bit my lip and looked away. How could I tell him? This was horrible! I just met up with someone, who seems to like me, only to tell them that there friend is dead.
"Something happened to him, didn't it? With his fight with Knives?" The doctor questioned, sitting back into his chair. I could almost see that he was growing older by this.
"Yes. The two killed each other. Knives basically killed himself with the strain of killing Vash though." I answered, looking yet again down at my drink. The swirling of the cream and sugar in the dark liquid was soothing to look at.
"It's alright boy. I understand. This old man is getting used to his close friends dying on him. Atleast soon I will meet up with your father in heaven. I see you are living up to his name for him." The doctor said.
I still wasn't looking at him. Tears were threating to spill out of my eyes and into my cup. I quickly pushed them away along with sad thoughts.
"Yes. He asked me to fill in his place when he died. That was his last request. I don't know why he would want me to do this though. He said he didn't want to burden anyone with what he had to go through, but yet he asked me to take his place."
I heard the doctor sip his drink yet again. "Do you have some sort of idea why he would do such a thing?"
"Yes. In fact, I think he made me go through all of this so I could grow stronger. I need it after all." I said, still not looking up.
"For what? For what..?" The doctor questioned.
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((Wolfwood's POV))
Meryl and Milly unpacked their stuff in the hotel rooms while I went outside to smoke. I puffed my cig. while I watched the sky.
Something was going to be stirred up around here. I could feel it. Something was here that was unpleasent.
That or that bagel I ate was giving me a stomach ache.
I took another drag before dropping my cig. to the ground and putting it out. I leaned further onto my cross punisher. It scrapped up against the stone. The cloth around it was dirty, getting my white sleeve cuff dirty. I didn't mind. Everything else on my body was dirty because of the sand blowing around here.
It was unavoidable. You'd get sand everywhere on you. It's something you got used to after a while on this planet. It was everyday here.
I lifted my sunglassed over my eyes and peered around. The sun was bearing down, causing anyone who didn't find shade after awhile, to have a heat stroke.
A few drops of sweat found it's way down my cheek and onto my chin before dripping down onto the ground. I blinked, before putting my sun glassed back on.
My mind traveled over to the needle-nose. I started wondering what he was doing. He had been gone for awhile. I had half the mind to go look for him, but I didn't want to leave the girls After having that bad feeling.
If anything every happened to those two.... God knows what I'd do.
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((Hakura's POV))
After explaining everything to him about meeting up with Vash's old friends, then meeting Ace. I told him about my training and about why I thought I needed to grow stronger. Then, about something I wanted him to make.
"Something's comming. A very big thing. I don't know what, but I've felt something." I explained to the best of my ability.
"I know what you mean. Something is comming. I've been researching recent power levels in the power plants everywhere on Gunsmoke. The levels have been raising even in some I thought were dead. Something or someone is controlling them and getting ready to do something." He answered back.
I nodded my head. So.. I was right. Father must have senced something too. That's why he sent me out. He knew I could handle almost anything that came my way. And if I didn't grow stronger, I would die along with Gunsmoke.
'It all makes sence now.' I thought to myself. I glanced at the doctor. "What's the soonest you can start on it?"
"I'll start right now." He answered.
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So? My dad has been hogging the computer and I couldn't get a sentence written until I woke up early one day and started on the story.
And Thank you reviewers!
And someone told me that the cat was a girl. Then someone told me it was a guy. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!
I'm going to say the cat's a guy from now on.
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Vash the Stampede JR.
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Part 12- A Bad feeling
((Hakura's POV.))
Tired. That's how I felt. I had been walking around asking everyone I saw on the streets about the Doctor would made metal arms. Most people just looked at me, then walked away like I was nuts or something. So, I used a different approuch.
"OUCH! OWWWWWWWWW!" I yelled out, while clutching my side.
A few people ran up to me. One man stepped foward and bent down. He looked very concerned.
"What's the problem sir?" He asked me, while his hands hovered over me, not sure of what to do.
"Ow! I think... I'm hurt. Where is the Doctor? The best doctor in the town?" I asked him with a painful expression.
"He's two blocks that way, take a left and continue until you see a huge bell tower. He works there. Would you like me to help you?" He asked, while pointing out the directions.
"No thanks." I said, getting up and running that way. Little fluffy had been curled on my chest but when I hoped up, he hopped onto my shoulder.
I ran down two streets, took a left and continued. I was panting and smiling at the same time.
'Wow! I'm going to get a new arm soon! This is so cool!' I thought to myself.
I skidded to a hault in front of a large bell tower. It was atleast three stories high. The building was made of the usually stone build, with a tan covering to help protect the building from the sands. Windows played out on every level, becomming more common the higher the building you looked at.
I walked up to the wooden door. It was plain, with the usual metal in place to hold it in. I reached for the knob, with a serious look on my face. I grabbed towards the knob and swollowed. The knob started turning before I even touched it! I looked up at the door instead of the knob.
**BAM!!!**
I was thrown up against the wall, while the door smacked me in the face! Someone had threw the door open and it hit me. I was pinned against a door and the building.
"MARPH!" I said, while my mouth was pressed against the door. I could hear little fluffy meowing. He was smart. He jumped off my shoulder before I even reached for the knob!
I could hear an old man's voice from the other side of the door.
"Oh. Hello little kitty. Were is your master?" He asked the cat. He finally let go of the door. I quickly got out from behind it, breathing heavly when I did.
The old man looked at me. "Where did you come from-..... VASH!" He cried the last part.
I blinked a few times. "..yeah. Hey Doc!"
"Come on in! It's been awhile." He said, pulling me into the house/tower.
He put me in a chair, and went to make something to drink.
The tower sure was... large. There was a wooden table in the middle of the room, with two chairs on each side. Pasted that, was a large kitchen. It didn't have an tile or anything, just a stove, frig., counter and some cabnets made of metal.
Next, there was a living space. It had furnishing in it. A few chairs, a sofa, and a knee high table in the middle of it.
I turned to my right. There was a medical room. It was stalked with medical equipment and lost tech. gear. I blinked, before turning back to the old man.
"It's been over two years since I last saw you. What have you been doing?" He questioned, placing the drink in front of me.
I looked down at it, watching the tea blend with the sugar in it. "Well, I've been on a training mission."
I could see Little fluffy in the corner of my eye. He was settling down on the sofa. Apparently he was going to take a nap.
I grabbed the small handle on the side with fingers slipping through it while my hand grasped the cup in my palm. I lifted the cup to my lips and took a sip. It was good. A bit hot, but good.
"A training mission? Did you beat Knives? Is Knives still alive?" He questioned, sitting down across from me, sipping his own drink.
"No. I've just been training that's all. I don't have to worry about Knives anymore. No one does." I answered, with a wavering look on my face. I sipped the drink again.
"Oh. Well, do you want to check up on old times? Why is it you came?" He questioned, putting his drink down.
"Well..... I kinda lost my arm." I answered, holding up my stub.
The doctor shook his head at me with a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He gave out a small chuckle before looking back up at me. "Lost it? That was one of my best arms too! I am working on a better one though. It won't be done for about another Month. Maybe a week if I pull all-nighters."
"I don't want you wearing yourself out because of me. I can wait." I said, still not quite looking him in the eye. I felt like I was lying to the man, because I didn't tell him that I'm not Vash.
"It something wrong Vash? you seem abit distant." He questioned.
"It's nothing really. I was just thinking about something." I answered, not fully lying. That didn't help at all.
"You're not Vash are you?" He suddenly blurted out.
I looked up at him in shock. No one could tell I wasn't him! Even though I had a scar, and was two inches shorter, they still couldn't tell! How could this old man, who I kinda thought was abit blind since he put salt in his tea instead of sugar, be able to tell?
He chuckled again. "I knew you weren't Vash with the way you looked at me. Vash doesn't look at me like that." He said. SIghing before he continued. "I'm just wondering who you are."
"I'm Hakura. Vash's son." I answered.
"His son? He told me about you before. He was right! You are a little double of him." He said, chuckling again.
I couldn't help but smile. I felt like I could be myself around this guy. I felt comfortable around him, like he was a grandfather or something.
"So, you want a new arm? Tell me. What happened to the other one?" He questioned.
"It got shot off by a bounty hunter named Ace." I said with a shrug.
"The bounty hunter's getting to you huh? That's a new one. Say. Where is Vash? I would like to caught up with him." The doctor said, leaning in abit.
I bit my lip and looked away. How could I tell him? This was horrible! I just met up with someone, who seems to like me, only to tell them that there friend is dead.
"Something happened to him, didn't it? With his fight with Knives?" The doctor questioned, sitting back into his chair. I could almost see that he was growing older by this.
"Yes. The two killed each other. Knives basically killed himself with the strain of killing Vash though." I answered, looking yet again down at my drink. The swirling of the cream and sugar in the dark liquid was soothing to look at.
"It's alright boy. I understand. This old man is getting used to his close friends dying on him. Atleast soon I will meet up with your father in heaven. I see you are living up to his name for him." The doctor said.
I still wasn't looking at him. Tears were threating to spill out of my eyes and into my cup. I quickly pushed them away along with sad thoughts.
"Yes. He asked me to fill in his place when he died. That was his last request. I don't know why he would want me to do this though. He said he didn't want to burden anyone with what he had to go through, but yet he asked me to take his place."
I heard the doctor sip his drink yet again. "Do you have some sort of idea why he would do such a thing?"
"Yes. In fact, I think he made me go through all of this so I could grow stronger. I need it after all." I said, still not looking up.
"For what? For what..?" The doctor questioned.
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((Wolfwood's POV))
Meryl and Milly unpacked their stuff in the hotel rooms while I went outside to smoke. I puffed my cig. while I watched the sky.
Something was going to be stirred up around here. I could feel it. Something was here that was unpleasent.
That or that bagel I ate was giving me a stomach ache.
I took another drag before dropping my cig. to the ground and putting it out. I leaned further onto my cross punisher. It scrapped up against the stone. The cloth around it was dirty, getting my white sleeve cuff dirty. I didn't mind. Everything else on my body was dirty because of the sand blowing around here.
It was unavoidable. You'd get sand everywhere on you. It's something you got used to after a while on this planet. It was everyday here.
I lifted my sunglassed over my eyes and peered around. The sun was bearing down, causing anyone who didn't find shade after awhile, to have a heat stroke.
A few drops of sweat found it's way down my cheek and onto my chin before dripping down onto the ground. I blinked, before putting my sun glassed back on.
My mind traveled over to the needle-nose. I started wondering what he was doing. He had been gone for awhile. I had half the mind to go look for him, but I didn't want to leave the girls After having that bad feeling.
If anything every happened to those two.... God knows what I'd do.
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((Hakura's POV))
After explaining everything to him about meeting up with Vash's old friends, then meeting Ace. I told him about my training and about why I thought I needed to grow stronger. Then, about something I wanted him to make.
"Something's comming. A very big thing. I don't know what, but I've felt something." I explained to the best of my ability.
"I know what you mean. Something is comming. I've been researching recent power levels in the power plants everywhere on Gunsmoke. The levels have been raising even in some I thought were dead. Something or someone is controlling them and getting ready to do something." He answered back.
I nodded my head. So.. I was right. Father must have senced something too. That's why he sent me out. He knew I could handle almost anything that came my way. And if I didn't grow stronger, I would die along with Gunsmoke.
'It all makes sence now.' I thought to myself. I glanced at the doctor. "What's the soonest you can start on it?"
"I'll start right now." He answered.
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So? My dad has been hogging the computer and I couldn't get a sentence written until I woke up early one day and started on the story.
