Disclaimer: (starting to sound the rainman) not mine..definitely not
mine..no, no I don't own Trigun..wish I did, but I don't.. (Breaks off
into incoherent muttering)
No I do not know where that came from so don't ask..
I was getting sick of waiting for reviews, I was starting to forget where I was going with the story, so I just decided that if I am going to write the story I might as well do it now, someone will read it eventually right? I would like to take this time to thank Metallica, even though they probably did nothing, by coincidence I have been listening to the black album the entire time I was think up and typing up this story.
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What was I doing again? Oh yeah! The story! This story will finally have some action, also, I'm going to try something different, I am going to mix in some different points of view as well, hope ya like it!
************************************************************************ He was almost completely healed, he could do almost anything with only minimal pain, while Vash and Wolfwood worked odd jobs around town, he worked in the house, he still slept a lot, but he did that before he was hurt, so not much had changed. His eyes jumped open with a start; he didn't know why he had awoken so suddenly, he then felt a low rumble, like thunder from a far-off lightning strike. No, something was different about it, it felt like it came from someplace, but it wasn't loud enough to be lightning. Then he heard it, long bursts of machinegun fire, broken by loud pops from some high caliber gun. The sounds came from close by, very close by, then he realized, the house was probably under attack, I mean, there was a man with a huge bounty on his head living here, of course the house would eventually come under attack. He thought all this without moving an inch, he wasn't scared, he had been in battle many times before. He got out of the bed quickly, he needed some kind of weapon, in case the fight got all the way back to this room, where had they put his rifle? He looked under the bed, and there it was, he reached under the bed and pulled out his trusty rifle, of course, it wasn't loaded, he hurriedly searched the room, but there weren't any bullets anywhere, guess they didn't trust him. He didn't have much time to think about this, the sounds were drawing closer, he will just have to make do, he flips a hidden switch in the butt of the gun, a few clicking sounds result, then the shoulder rest falls open, inside was a 12 inch knife, he pulled it out hastily, he moved over to the door, leaned against one wall, so that the door would swing open away from him, and he could have a clear opening to attack whoever tried to get in. He leaned the rifle against the wall next to him, the gunshots seemed to be coming from just outside the door. Abruptly, the door slammed open, followed by a blur of red, he could barely keep up with it, Vash flew across the room, he feet not touching the ground once, his gun firing in a steady rhythm the entire way to the back wall, which he hit with a grunt. After he realized that his pistol was out of ammo, he jumped to the side, and the wall where he had been standing was suddenly riddled with holes. He ran forward and slammed the door shut. All of this happened in a matter of seconds, Murgen just stood there, in awe, but the awe didn't end there, as Vash ran over to the bed, flipping it over and throwing it in front of the door, apparently without trying. Finally, Murgen started to move, he walked over to Vash while the man in red reloaded his gun. "What the hell is going on?" Murgen asked. Vash merely shook his head and pointed his gun at the door, no sooner did he do this than the door, exploded open, machinegun rounds fell into the walls behind them, but somehow none hit either of them, even though they were standing right in front of the door. Vash opened up, he seemed to fire only two shots, but he opened up his gun and six spent rounds flew out, he quickly deposited six more with his speed load. He pointed the gun at the door yet again, well, more like a couple of small chunks of would hanging off one hinge, which gave way, leaving the doorway completely open. Vash kept his gun trained down the hallway, holding it in one hand, his other was searching his pockets, he pulled out a handful of huge bullets, rifle bullets, so that's where they were keeping them, pretty safe place. he handed him to Murgen, who rapidly loaded his own weapon, then held it up firm against his shoulder.
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The bounty hunter ran down the hall, another man right in front of him, they both stopped next to a corner which turned into yet another hallway, the first man rounded the corner, then was immediately thrown against the wall, he had two holes in them, neither wounds were serious but the force of the shots had knocked him unconscious. The second man approached the corner warily. He figured that if he rounded the corner as fast as he could and opened up with his machinegun, he could get at least one of them. He spun around the corner, leveled off his gun waist high, he looked down the hall, what he saw froze him where he stood, the wall was filled with men, all of them wounded and unconscious, the walls and floor were slick with blood, but that isn't what scared him the most. Nor was it the two cavernous maws of the guns pointed at him, no, it was the two holding the guns, neither one was a very imposing person, but the air around them was that of grim determination, they didn't seem to be the least bit afraid, looking into there eyes was like looking into the cold, uncaring eyes of the grim reaper himself. He couldn't even move when the two guns exploded as one, he was swept instantly off his feet, flying backwards into the wall, landing next to his partner; he was out before he even hit the wall.
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Murgen and Vash stood there for a few minutes, no one came, but they could hear gunshots still.
"Wolfwood!" they both said in unison. They couldn't hear anybody coming so they cautiously left the room, making there way toward the sounds of machinegun fire. It sounded like there was only gun firing nonstop. Finally they reached the hallway that lead to Wolfwood's room. (I know, to many hallways!) Murgen signaled for Vash to guard there back, and then turned the corner into the hall, in front of him was a man that seemed to fill the entire hall, he was facing into Wolfwood's room, he held a giant machinegun in his hands, his back was covered by a huge ammo box, which was feeding the machinegun a constant stream of ammo, covering his sides was two water jugs, each one with a tube running to the barrel of the gun, keeping it cool so that the gun wouldn't jam. The constant heavy fire was making it so that Wolfwood couldn't shoot back, all he could do was hide around the corner and wait for a break in the steady stream of hot lead. The big man couldn't hear as Murgen snuck up behind him, drew out his knife, and cut the ammo feed to the gun. After a few seconds the heavy gun fell silent, the man uttered a confused grunt, Wolfwood had gotten the hint he swung into the doorway, standing behind a massive silver cross, a handgun in each hand, he shot twice and his attacker fell to one knee, the other knee shattered, then suddenly, Wolfwood was in the hall, swinging the cross, it fell onto the large man's head with a resounding crack. He fell to the ground, causing it to shake under his weight, still with a confused look on his face. Finally, the house was quiet. Vash came up behind Murgen, clapped a hand on the young mans shoulder, causing him to jump. Vash chuckled lightly. "Good job." Vash said evenly, trying not to start laughing again at the others skittishness (yes that is a word!). But he didn't even have a chance; Murgen spun around and hit him on the top of the head, an evil glare in his eyes. "Don't do that!!!" he yelled, then started to laugh at the look on Vash's face. Vash's eyes were bulging out of his head, a tear welling up in one eye as a bump slowly rose on the top of his head. Murgen then turned toward Wolfwood, ignoring Vash as he started to yell "Ow!" over and over again like an idiot. "Hey Wolfwood, who were those guys?" he had to ask, even though he had a pretty good idea. "It seems those guys you were having trouble with a few weeks ago brought some friends, this isn't all of them, the whole town is full of them, I don't think we will be going anywhere for awhile." Somewhere far off a black cat meows questioningly.
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I had to put the black cat in somewhere; it is in every episode of Trigun, so, it should also be in every fan fic about Trigun as well. Hope you guys liked this chapter, as you can tell, there will be more action to come, and I am cooking up a little twist as well! Fun!
No I do not know where that came from so don't ask..
I was getting sick of waiting for reviews, I was starting to forget where I was going with the story, so I just decided that if I am going to write the story I might as well do it now, someone will read it eventually right? I would like to take this time to thank Metallica, even though they probably did nothing, by coincidence I have been listening to the black album the entire time I was think up and typing up this story.
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What was I doing again? Oh yeah! The story! This story will finally have some action, also, I'm going to try something different, I am going to mix in some different points of view as well, hope ya like it!
************************************************************************ He was almost completely healed, he could do almost anything with only minimal pain, while Vash and Wolfwood worked odd jobs around town, he worked in the house, he still slept a lot, but he did that before he was hurt, so not much had changed. His eyes jumped open with a start; he didn't know why he had awoken so suddenly, he then felt a low rumble, like thunder from a far-off lightning strike. No, something was different about it, it felt like it came from someplace, but it wasn't loud enough to be lightning. Then he heard it, long bursts of machinegun fire, broken by loud pops from some high caliber gun. The sounds came from close by, very close by, then he realized, the house was probably under attack, I mean, there was a man with a huge bounty on his head living here, of course the house would eventually come under attack. He thought all this without moving an inch, he wasn't scared, he had been in battle many times before. He got out of the bed quickly, he needed some kind of weapon, in case the fight got all the way back to this room, where had they put his rifle? He looked under the bed, and there it was, he reached under the bed and pulled out his trusty rifle, of course, it wasn't loaded, he hurriedly searched the room, but there weren't any bullets anywhere, guess they didn't trust him. He didn't have much time to think about this, the sounds were drawing closer, he will just have to make do, he flips a hidden switch in the butt of the gun, a few clicking sounds result, then the shoulder rest falls open, inside was a 12 inch knife, he pulled it out hastily, he moved over to the door, leaned against one wall, so that the door would swing open away from him, and he could have a clear opening to attack whoever tried to get in. He leaned the rifle against the wall next to him, the gunshots seemed to be coming from just outside the door. Abruptly, the door slammed open, followed by a blur of red, he could barely keep up with it, Vash flew across the room, he feet not touching the ground once, his gun firing in a steady rhythm the entire way to the back wall, which he hit with a grunt. After he realized that his pistol was out of ammo, he jumped to the side, and the wall where he had been standing was suddenly riddled with holes. He ran forward and slammed the door shut. All of this happened in a matter of seconds, Murgen just stood there, in awe, but the awe didn't end there, as Vash ran over to the bed, flipping it over and throwing it in front of the door, apparently without trying. Finally, Murgen started to move, he walked over to Vash while the man in red reloaded his gun. "What the hell is going on?" Murgen asked. Vash merely shook his head and pointed his gun at the door, no sooner did he do this than the door, exploded open, machinegun rounds fell into the walls behind them, but somehow none hit either of them, even though they were standing right in front of the door. Vash opened up, he seemed to fire only two shots, but he opened up his gun and six spent rounds flew out, he quickly deposited six more with his speed load. He pointed the gun at the door yet again, well, more like a couple of small chunks of would hanging off one hinge, which gave way, leaving the doorway completely open. Vash kept his gun trained down the hallway, holding it in one hand, his other was searching his pockets, he pulled out a handful of huge bullets, rifle bullets, so that's where they were keeping them, pretty safe place. he handed him to Murgen, who rapidly loaded his own weapon, then held it up firm against his shoulder.
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The bounty hunter ran down the hall, another man right in front of him, they both stopped next to a corner which turned into yet another hallway, the first man rounded the corner, then was immediately thrown against the wall, he had two holes in them, neither wounds were serious but the force of the shots had knocked him unconscious. The second man approached the corner warily. He figured that if he rounded the corner as fast as he could and opened up with his machinegun, he could get at least one of them. He spun around the corner, leveled off his gun waist high, he looked down the hall, what he saw froze him where he stood, the wall was filled with men, all of them wounded and unconscious, the walls and floor were slick with blood, but that isn't what scared him the most. Nor was it the two cavernous maws of the guns pointed at him, no, it was the two holding the guns, neither one was a very imposing person, but the air around them was that of grim determination, they didn't seem to be the least bit afraid, looking into there eyes was like looking into the cold, uncaring eyes of the grim reaper himself. He couldn't even move when the two guns exploded as one, he was swept instantly off his feet, flying backwards into the wall, landing next to his partner; he was out before he even hit the wall.
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Murgen and Vash stood there for a few minutes, no one came, but they could hear gunshots still.
"Wolfwood!" they both said in unison. They couldn't hear anybody coming so they cautiously left the room, making there way toward the sounds of machinegun fire. It sounded like there was only gun firing nonstop. Finally they reached the hallway that lead to Wolfwood's room. (I know, to many hallways!) Murgen signaled for Vash to guard there back, and then turned the corner into the hall, in front of him was a man that seemed to fill the entire hall, he was facing into Wolfwood's room, he held a giant machinegun in his hands, his back was covered by a huge ammo box, which was feeding the machinegun a constant stream of ammo, covering his sides was two water jugs, each one with a tube running to the barrel of the gun, keeping it cool so that the gun wouldn't jam. The constant heavy fire was making it so that Wolfwood couldn't shoot back, all he could do was hide around the corner and wait for a break in the steady stream of hot lead. The big man couldn't hear as Murgen snuck up behind him, drew out his knife, and cut the ammo feed to the gun. After a few seconds the heavy gun fell silent, the man uttered a confused grunt, Wolfwood had gotten the hint he swung into the doorway, standing behind a massive silver cross, a handgun in each hand, he shot twice and his attacker fell to one knee, the other knee shattered, then suddenly, Wolfwood was in the hall, swinging the cross, it fell onto the large man's head with a resounding crack. He fell to the ground, causing it to shake under his weight, still with a confused look on his face. Finally, the house was quiet. Vash came up behind Murgen, clapped a hand on the young mans shoulder, causing him to jump. Vash chuckled lightly. "Good job." Vash said evenly, trying not to start laughing again at the others skittishness (yes that is a word!). But he didn't even have a chance; Murgen spun around and hit him on the top of the head, an evil glare in his eyes. "Don't do that!!!" he yelled, then started to laugh at the look on Vash's face. Vash's eyes were bulging out of his head, a tear welling up in one eye as a bump slowly rose on the top of his head. Murgen then turned toward Wolfwood, ignoring Vash as he started to yell "Ow!" over and over again like an idiot. "Hey Wolfwood, who were those guys?" he had to ask, even though he had a pretty good idea. "It seems those guys you were having trouble with a few weeks ago brought some friends, this isn't all of them, the whole town is full of them, I don't think we will be going anywhere for awhile." Somewhere far off a black cat meows questioningly.
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I had to put the black cat in somewhere; it is in every episode of Trigun, so, it should also be in every fan fic about Trigun as well. Hope you guys liked this chapter, as you can tell, there will be more action to come, and I am cooking up a little twist as well! Fun!
