Disclaimer! Disclaimer! I do not own Trigun..or the characters of Trigun! I DO own the characters created and the fic idea. Well.here's chapter 8 and look.Knives is in it! I have a strange feeling this fic is going to become total mayhem eventually. Oh well, enjoy!

Kuroneko: Nyao!

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Chapter 8: A Different Encounter

Devi reached the next town of Chevy within the next three days. The first thing she did was dropping her motorcycle at a shop and asking someone there to fill it up. She left it there as she swung her rather empty pack and walked down the street.

She first got a room at the inn so she can rest and check to see how much money she has left. Once Devi figured out that she had enough money for supplies, dinner and a night here, she took a short nap. The best part was the nap; at least the bed was softer than the sand, not to mention cleaner.

An hour later, Devi woke up with a rumbling stomach. Wearily, she got out of bed. She felt majorly grimy, but decided to put a good cleaning until she gathered her supplies, before bed.

The many scents of the people, the alcohol, and, of course, the food helped her wake up a bit. Devi focused on getting to the bar; she ordered her meal and sat there, drinking whatever alcohol the bartender placed in front of her, even though she wasn't very fond of it.

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Knives hated the humans, which he called vermin, with a passion. He took a sip of the coffee and almost choked on it. The vermin got his coffee order wrong. They didn't put enough sugar and cream in his coffee. Frustrated, Knives sat back in his corner of the saloon, sulking at the vermin, which continually drain the blood of his siblings' everyday.

He watched as a woman wearing all black stride into the saloon. Her braided hair swaying along in step with her black trench coat. She was more graceful than any of the other humans he's seen. It was as though she would be able to kill someone in one swift move. Knives was good at reading what a person is like, and this is the type of person he wouldn't mind in helping in the destruction of these vermin.

The other thing Knives noticed about this vermin. She was incredibly tall, taller than all of the vermin in this room, or maybe the town. She was also silent in her movement, not loud and jerky.

Knives shook his head. He picked up a nearby newspaper. One of the reasons that he actually came into a town was because he heard rumors about a genetic experiment escaping. Knives was actually amazed that they were true and that the vermin was able to do such experiments. The recent article, which was four days old, said about the close capture of it.

Old news, Knives thought as he turned the page to read the funnies. Some of them had to do with the recent events with the experiment escaping and he actually found it funny on how simple these vermin think. Most of the pictures that had to do with it showed a freak of nature.

Knives took another sip out of the coffee, forgetting how horrible it tasted until he had a small sip of it in his mouth. Sipping it all over the newspaper, he set the cup down and pushed it away from him as far as possible. Then he set the wet newspaper down and went back to watching the vermin.

He went into a daze, as that female vermin came back down for a meal. She sat down at the other side of the room to Knives. Knives noticed that just one of those annoying vermin that is a waitress came over.

"Would you like anything else, sir?"

That damn vermin should have never came back over and bothered him. Didn't he tell her to leave him alone or else she wouldn't live to see another day? He'll just have to teach her a lesson.

Knives shot around and snagged the small pathetic vermin at the neck. He lifted her off her feet as he stood. Her screams filled the saloon, bringing everyone's attention to them.

He lowered the vermin down until they were eye to eye. She wasn't able to touch the floor. She squirmed though, trying to get away, even though there was no way she was able to.

"Now you listen to me," Knives started to say until he felt something cool and hard on the back of his skull. He stopped before he could go on.

"No," said a stern feminine voice. "You listen to me. You are going to set her down and leave this saloon and maybe even this town. And if I catch you doing this shit again, I can guarantee you that next time, you just might not live."

What was this? A HUMAN threatening him? No one ever threatened him in this matter. And even if they did, they never were as confident or as stern as this one would be, especially for a female one. He'll just have to see whom this person is telling him to do this in such a matter.

"Sure, I'll put her down." Knives literally dropped the girl and she crawled away backwards until she reached the edge of the circle of the crowd.

Knives then turned around to see that it was that girl wearing all black. Wait, wasn't she all the at the other end of the building? He hid his surprise by narrowing his eyes. The other fact that he was slightly surprised about was her height, she was taller than he. It didn't matter, she was still a girl and vermin at that, and he'll be able to take good care of her.

She still had the gun aimed for him. She wasn't trembling or anything like that. She was firm and steady. She didn't even flinch. She was confident, or pissed off by her look.

Swiftly, Knives went for the gun, but she was able to see his intent and turned, yanking the gun out of his hands. This time, Knives didn't hold back his look of surprise. The girl came around and nailed him in the stomach with her elbow. Knives bent forward slightly from the force of the blow.

She went to kick Knives in the same spot that she punched him, but he was able to grab her leg before it made contact. Knives twisted the foot at the ankle, but she twisted with it. She placed her hands on the floor the making her be able to get a kick off at Knives while he was still trying to twist her foot off. The kick made Knives let go and he fell onto a table.

She straightened on her feet as Knives crouched low and launched himself at the girl and tackled her. They crashed into a table, some of the splinters piercing their skin. Knives didn't care as long as he had the upper hand. He managed to get a punch into the girl's face before she could get a strong punch on Knives.

Knives flew a few feet back from the girl. Granted, the girl had a wicked punch, but Knives weren't about to let some human, especially a female human, to get the best of him. They both got up and the girl dusted some of herself off before Knives were on top of her. He threw yet another punch at her, but she had the reflexes of a cat and snagged his wrist and tossed him through the closest wall and onto the street.

Knives picked himself up onto his elbows. He had to admit, this girl was not to be messed with. He had to finish this, and finish it fast. So Knives did what he should have done in the beginning, use his black gun. He pulled it out its holster and took careful aim at the girl. He shot his gun.

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Time seemed to have slowed down for Devi as she watched her opponent, whose scent reminded her of Vash even though it wasn't Vash, shoot at her. Her first reaction was to dodge out of the way. But she forgot about the others in the saloon, and she didn't realize until too late.

The bullet she dodged hit the girl that he was holding earlier. It pierced through her forehead, killing her instantly. Devi gasped in surprise and turned to see about the girl. It was no use; she was dead. Devi slammed her fist on the floor next to her. She turned to the hole in the wall to see that her opponent disappeared.

She shakes her head as she stood. Devi could feel the stares of everyone as she walked by the bar. She placed a few hundred double dollars on the bar. "Sorry for the damage and your worker's death."

She went back to her room. Devi couldn't believe that she could let that happen. She was being selfish and only thinking of her well-being. Like that it mattered, her back already had some splinters from the table that her opponent rammed her into earlier.

Might as well not dwell on it, I'll be gone by noon tomorrow.

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Knives walked away from the broken saloon before that girl saw him and decided to go after him again. He couldn't believe that girl and the way she fought. She was practically throwing him around like a rag doll. Knives has never known anyone who was able to that to him, and even if they were able to, they never did that to him for they knew what would happen to them.

Maybe she could be of service to me.. Knives quickly shook his head at the thought. After they way she reacted when he picked up that vermin that bothered him. Wasn't she all the way at the other side of the saloon before he picked the vermin up?

But then again, something about that girl made her different. A secret that is kept hidden, and can revealed in many ways. Knives could almost sense that she was keeping something, a story that she doesn't want anyone to know.

But I'll find out, He thought as he climbed into his jeep. I'll follow her when she leaves. And then I'll find out something about her that no one knows.