A Tale of Dreams and Strength
Chapter three: Outlaw
He was having the dream again. Zeke knew it by heart by now, who he assumed was his biological mother would stand over him, smiling. He would wake up and take his mother's hand. Then he would find himself standing alone, in an endless abyss of darkness. A cold empty feeling would wash over him then. But it was then that the dream always ended. Of course, sometimes it would get further, for instance, sometimes he would see little tidbits of the rest of his house. He also learned his mothers name was Melissa. But he knew it now. So well it was no longer even remotely frightening, it was actually becoming really boring.
As he woke up, Zeke remembered something, it was his 14th birthday. "How could I forget?" he asked himself as he slipped into his clothes. Of course, it wasn't his "real" birthday; he didn't know when that was. Neither did Eriks or Meryl, his foster parents. His heart warmed at the thought of them.
As he walked down the stairs to the kitchen still slightly drowsy, someone, no a bunch of someone's shouted "HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZEKE!" The shock almost sent him tumbling down the stairs.
But it was only Eriks, Meryl, and Meryl's friend Milly. They were all smiling brightly at him, especially Milly "of course" he reminded himself "she's always smiling like that". They also were all holding out brightly wrapped presents
"'Morning Zeke!" said Eriks
"Mornin' dad"
"Well, shall we begin the festivities?" asked Eriks Zeke brightened up immediately "Yahoo! Lets get started!"
"He's so much like Eriks it's almost scary," Meryl whispered to Milly She just smiled even brighter.
"So dad, we got any birthday plans"
"Nothing special, just a little family party" All Zeke could do was just smile the giant goofy smile he had gleaned from his foster father.
[Several hours later, the party's almost over] "Ok Zeke, its time to unwrap the presents!" said Meryl with an enormous smile. "Yeah! A new guitar!" Zeke loved music, but unfortunately, he left his old guitar out on the porch where it was knocked over and broken by some creepy black cat with enormous green eyes. Vash just smiled at Zeke. "Go ahead and unwrap Meryl's and Milly's" All the other presents were less spectacular, but still very good, a new set of clothes from Meryl, (she always gave him presents like clothes, she was always so practical) and a golden necklace adorned with a cross that was so plain it made it even more attractive (Zeke knew it was feminine to get jewelry of all things for a birthday, but he liked the necklace when he saw it in a nearby shop and had asked for it).
Just as Zeke's simple birthday party was about to come to a close, there was a knock at the door, Zeke went to answer it.
"Hello?" An extremely large man was now almost blocking the doorway.
"We've come for Vash the Stampede" "What are you talking about, he's been dead for years!" said Zeke "Don't play dumb with me kid! I know he's here" the man now seemed even larger Back in the kitchen Eriks was overhearing their conversation. "You had to know they would find you Vash," he told him self "Its time." He said aloud "Eriks, no!" Pleaded Meryl, "please don't Eriks" "I have to Meryl, it's our son out there" "I understand," she suddenly remembered how hard it was to get that man to give in, and why she married him.
Zeke thought to himself, "man when are these guys gonna call a quits!?" Eriks entered the room. "Eriks! These guys think Vash the Stampede is here, they gotta be crazy" "I'm afraid they're not, Zeke" Eriks said quietly "What!? What're you talking about" Zeke was sure this was all a big joke, a bad dream, one he would wake up from soon "Son, I am Vash the Stampede, or I was. That's over now, you can leave" he said, addressing the bounty hunter "Hehe, fat chance Vash, the bounty still stands, we're coming to collect." The man was now wearing a sickening smile. "How did you find out I lived here?" Eriks said in the same quiet voice "We got sources, now hand yourself over or I might just have to kill you" said the man angrily Eriks simply said "I'm afraid I cant do that" "Hehe, well then its time to rumble" the man began to crack his knuckles "Fine" "Dad, no!" Zeke yelled Eriks replied in a suddenly louder voice "Stay out of this Zeke! I don't want to drag you into this!" Zeke had no choice but to stay put as Eriks began to fight, he still couldn't bring himself to believe the man before him was the legendary outlaw, the Humanoid Typhoon. The Devil in a red coat. The $$60,000,000,000 man. Vash the Stampede.
"Well, shall we get to it?" asked Eriks, finally breaking the silence
"Gladly" said the man with a devilish grin So the fight began, the unknown bounty hunter swinging wildly with fists a big and probably as hard as cinderblocks, Vash skillfully dodging every swing and getting in a few good pops of his own. Finally, the bounty hunter got a hit in on Vash, and man was it a hit. Vash was sent flying across the room. As he got up he whipped away some blood from his forehead and lip. "You're good, bounty hunter, but nowhere near good enough" Vash said as he lunged at the bounty hunter. The man launched the hardest punch yet, but Vash evaded it once again. As he dodged he landed a firm punch right to the gut of the bounty hunter, toppling him over. "Ya know, I think you forgot who you where dealing with, I am the Humanoid Typhoon, Vash the Stampede! Now leave before I change my mind and decide to kill you!" The man scampered away so fast he fell over himself.
"Well, now that that's over, I feel I have some explaining to do, Zeke"
What'd ya think of this chapter? I thought it was good, but man it took forever to write! Please remember to R/R. Also I got a new tester fer my stories, so I don't need anyone to help. Thanks LibertyGurl. (She's not on fanfiction.net, so don't bother) Also, I updated the first chapter, and I used that as an excuse for changing a few things in the story, nothing major, jut changed the kid's hair color. I know the kid looks like Wolfwood, but it's not his son. Also, I just realized that Milly could be short for Melissa. but it's not them. ok? Not much else to say fer now, so
Love and Peace,
The Blind Sage
Chapter three: Outlaw
He was having the dream again. Zeke knew it by heart by now, who he assumed was his biological mother would stand over him, smiling. He would wake up and take his mother's hand. Then he would find himself standing alone, in an endless abyss of darkness. A cold empty feeling would wash over him then. But it was then that the dream always ended. Of course, sometimes it would get further, for instance, sometimes he would see little tidbits of the rest of his house. He also learned his mothers name was Melissa. But he knew it now. So well it was no longer even remotely frightening, it was actually becoming really boring.
As he woke up, Zeke remembered something, it was his 14th birthday. "How could I forget?" he asked himself as he slipped into his clothes. Of course, it wasn't his "real" birthday; he didn't know when that was. Neither did Eriks or Meryl, his foster parents. His heart warmed at the thought of them.
As he walked down the stairs to the kitchen still slightly drowsy, someone, no a bunch of someone's shouted "HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZEKE!" The shock almost sent him tumbling down the stairs.
But it was only Eriks, Meryl, and Meryl's friend Milly. They were all smiling brightly at him, especially Milly "of course" he reminded himself "she's always smiling like that". They also were all holding out brightly wrapped presents
"'Morning Zeke!" said Eriks
"Mornin' dad"
"Well, shall we begin the festivities?" asked Eriks Zeke brightened up immediately "Yahoo! Lets get started!"
"He's so much like Eriks it's almost scary," Meryl whispered to Milly She just smiled even brighter.
"So dad, we got any birthday plans"
"Nothing special, just a little family party" All Zeke could do was just smile the giant goofy smile he had gleaned from his foster father.
[Several hours later, the party's almost over] "Ok Zeke, its time to unwrap the presents!" said Meryl with an enormous smile. "Yeah! A new guitar!" Zeke loved music, but unfortunately, he left his old guitar out on the porch where it was knocked over and broken by some creepy black cat with enormous green eyes. Vash just smiled at Zeke. "Go ahead and unwrap Meryl's and Milly's" All the other presents were less spectacular, but still very good, a new set of clothes from Meryl, (she always gave him presents like clothes, she was always so practical) and a golden necklace adorned with a cross that was so plain it made it even more attractive (Zeke knew it was feminine to get jewelry of all things for a birthday, but he liked the necklace when he saw it in a nearby shop and had asked for it).
Just as Zeke's simple birthday party was about to come to a close, there was a knock at the door, Zeke went to answer it.
"Hello?" An extremely large man was now almost blocking the doorway.
"We've come for Vash the Stampede" "What are you talking about, he's been dead for years!" said Zeke "Don't play dumb with me kid! I know he's here" the man now seemed even larger Back in the kitchen Eriks was overhearing their conversation. "You had to know they would find you Vash," he told him self "Its time." He said aloud "Eriks, no!" Pleaded Meryl, "please don't Eriks" "I have to Meryl, it's our son out there" "I understand," she suddenly remembered how hard it was to get that man to give in, and why she married him.
Zeke thought to himself, "man when are these guys gonna call a quits!?" Eriks entered the room. "Eriks! These guys think Vash the Stampede is here, they gotta be crazy" "I'm afraid they're not, Zeke" Eriks said quietly "What!? What're you talking about" Zeke was sure this was all a big joke, a bad dream, one he would wake up from soon "Son, I am Vash the Stampede, or I was. That's over now, you can leave" he said, addressing the bounty hunter "Hehe, fat chance Vash, the bounty still stands, we're coming to collect." The man was now wearing a sickening smile. "How did you find out I lived here?" Eriks said in the same quiet voice "We got sources, now hand yourself over or I might just have to kill you" said the man angrily Eriks simply said "I'm afraid I cant do that" "Hehe, well then its time to rumble" the man began to crack his knuckles "Fine" "Dad, no!" Zeke yelled Eriks replied in a suddenly louder voice "Stay out of this Zeke! I don't want to drag you into this!" Zeke had no choice but to stay put as Eriks began to fight, he still couldn't bring himself to believe the man before him was the legendary outlaw, the Humanoid Typhoon. The Devil in a red coat. The $$60,000,000,000 man. Vash the Stampede.
"Well, shall we get to it?" asked Eriks, finally breaking the silence
"Gladly" said the man with a devilish grin So the fight began, the unknown bounty hunter swinging wildly with fists a big and probably as hard as cinderblocks, Vash skillfully dodging every swing and getting in a few good pops of his own. Finally, the bounty hunter got a hit in on Vash, and man was it a hit. Vash was sent flying across the room. As he got up he whipped away some blood from his forehead and lip. "You're good, bounty hunter, but nowhere near good enough" Vash said as he lunged at the bounty hunter. The man launched the hardest punch yet, but Vash evaded it once again. As he dodged he landed a firm punch right to the gut of the bounty hunter, toppling him over. "Ya know, I think you forgot who you where dealing with, I am the Humanoid Typhoon, Vash the Stampede! Now leave before I change my mind and decide to kill you!" The man scampered away so fast he fell over himself.
"Well, now that that's over, I feel I have some explaining to do, Zeke"
What'd ya think of this chapter? I thought it was good, but man it took forever to write! Please remember to R/R. Also I got a new tester fer my stories, so I don't need anyone to help. Thanks LibertyGurl. (She's not on fanfiction.net, so don't bother) Also, I updated the first chapter, and I used that as an excuse for changing a few things in the story, nothing major, jut changed the kid's hair color. I know the kid looks like Wolfwood, but it's not his son. Also, I just realized that Milly could be short for Melissa. but it's not them. ok? Not much else to say fer now, so
Love and Peace,
The Blind Sage