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Two in the same boat
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Part 5- Erics, the brave
Meryl and Milly dragged Erics to the next town. He was still passed out. They dropped him off at the hotel, while they search the town for Vash the Stampede.
Erics slowly woke up, taking in the world around him. He blinked a few times to clear his vision. Then, he sat up.
"Where am I?" He asked himself. He yawned and got up. He looked over at a small desk that was in the room. There was a note. He picked it up and read it.
'Dear Mr. Erics,
Milly and I have brought you to a hotel after you fainted. We are in the next town. We are currently out, looking for Vash. Don't worry about us.
-Meryl'
Erics scratched his head in thought, before putting the note down. He put on his boots, strapped on his gun-hoster, put the gun in it and went out.
'Might as well see what the town looks like.' He thought to himself. This sure wasn't a quiet town either.
He could hear all the noises from his hotelroom. People were out shopping, Kids were running around playing and he was on a search to find a donut shop.
He walked down the streets, sniffing the air and following his nose to the donut shop. Drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth. Donuts were, after all, his favorite food.
He quickly ran to the shop window and started drooling on the window. His face was pressed against the window, looking at all the donuts on display.
he ran into the shop and up to the counter. "Miss? May I have a dozen donuts?"
"Sure thing." She said, grabbing a baker's dozen box and putting the donuts in. She handed them to Vash. "That's $$5."
"Ok." He answered back, digging into his pockets. he pulled out the money and handed it to her. He quickly took the box and walked outside. He opened the box, smelling the freash scent of Donuts.His stomach grumbled. He was going to enjoy every bite!
He picked out the best looking one of the whole box. He brought it to his nose and took a deep breath.
"Ah! Nothing like the smell of freash baked Donuts to make me feel good." he said to himself. he brought the donut to his lips, but before he could, someone shot it!
The bullet made the donut blow apart and smear all over his face and on his coat. Erics blinked in confusion, before turning to the person who just shot at him.
"Hello Vash the Stampede." Said the man holding the rifle. He was a tall man, about the same height as Erics. His long black hair tied back into a single pony-tail. His white shirt was covered over by a long trench coat that reached to his ankles. It was wide open. He smirked at him.
"Vash?! I'm not Vash!" Erics yelled, holding up his hands in the universal sign of 'don't hurt me!'
"You're just like the rumors. A tall man with blonde hair and a red coat. I know it's you. You can't fool me." He said, loading up his gun.
"I'm NOT VASH!" Erics yelled, before turning. he ran like hell out of there! There was no way he was going to get shot up!
The man quickly chased after him. Erics ran down the road, trying to loose the man that was hot on his tail.
Erics ran down a dark alley way and hid in the shadows. The man quickly followed Erics in the alley way. He stopped and looked around.
"You're not going to trick me." He said with a sneer. He looked down at the ground and followed Erics' foot prints right to him.
"Oh crap!" Erics shouted, running again. He quickly went around a corner, a bullet whizzing by his head. Erics ran down a straight road. he knew it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but his brain wasn't working correctly right now. All he wanted to do was to run.
Erics quickly jumped into a local Saloon. He ducked down under the bar counter and looked up at the tender.
"You gotta help me! That man is nuts! Please don't tell on me!" Erics asked with puppy-dog eyes.
"Sure pal.." The Tender said back. He turned to the door, to see who was chasing after this idiot.
The Man walked in and looked around. He growled in fustration. "Where is he?"
"Where is who sir?" the tender asked.
Everyone in the bar didn't really care about this. Most of then didn't even see the man in the red coat jump in there.
"Vash the Stampede!" The man yelled at the Tender.
The Tender gasped. "H-He's Vash?"
"Yes! Now where is he?" The man shouted at the tender.
The Tender shook off his shock. "I saw him pass by. He went out the back away."
"Thanks." He said, running out the back.
Erics gave a huge sigh. He stood up to shake the man's hand. "Thank you sir! See! That guy is nuts! He thinks I'M Vash!"
The Tender slapped Erics hand away. "I don't need any thanks. Just get out of my bar."
Erics stummbled out of the bar. Mainly because people were pushing him out. Erics sighed while he stood out there, then a bullet hit the pole that was right by his head!
Erics turned to see the man, holding a child in his arms.
"Now Vash. You wouldn't want me to harm this child would you?" He asked, with an evil smile on his face. He put his gun to the kid's temple. The child screamed in fright.
"Let him go!" Erics yelled at the man.
"Not until you agree to fight me!" The man shouted back.
Most of the people around the area stood on the sidelines, watching this happen. Everyone in the bar came out to watch too. Erics clentched his teeth. He didn't want someone to get hurt!
Erics stood in the street, across from the man. "Put the kid down and I'll fight you if you want too.."
"Alright." The man put the kid down. The kid ran to his mom's arms. Meryl and Milly had heard about the fight and showed up.
"Mr. Erics!" Meryl shouted at him.
Erics smiled at them. "I'll be fine... hopefully.."
"Ha ha! If the rumors are true, I will be the one to die Vash the Stampede!" The man shouted.
"The name is Erics!" Erics shouted at him. He put his hand, hovering over his gun. His eye twitched. He really wasn't good at shooting a gun... or even holding one for that matter!
Erics gulped as the man reached his gun. Erics quickly took his gun out with speed he didn't even know he had. He fired at the man.
The Man fired his gun.
Erics' eye twitched. He felt a stinging pain. He slowly feel to his knees, then fell on the ground.
The man smiled evily.
((And I COULD stop it there! But.. I won't!))
Everyone in the crowd gasped.
"How could you! He wasn't Vash!" Meryl yelled at the man.
"That's right sir! You were mistaken!" Milly shouted at the man too.
"Shut up you wenches!" The man shouted at them. He smiled, before walking up to Erics. "And here I thought you would be a challendge."
Meryl ran out to the man and slapped him. "I can't believe you! He wasn't Vash! He was Erics! A kind man who did nothing wrong!"
The man sneered at Meryl, before slapping her across the face. "WHy you! I know for a fact that this man is Vash! I meet him before. He killed my brother! I'd never forget that man's face. Not in a million years!"
The man walked up to Meryl who was on the ground from the blow. He stepped on her back. "Know.. you die too." He put his gun to her back.
Erics.. or rather Vash's eyelids twitch. He opened his eyes. He heard what the man said. He growled in the ground.
'How dare he hit Meryl!!!!' Vash thought to himself. He jumped up and grabbed the man's arm. He twisted it till it broke. It hung useless by the man's side.
"How dare you hit her!" Vash yelled, back handing the man. "How do you like it?!"
Vash stepped on the man's back. He pulled out his gun. He pointed it at the back of the man's head. "Now.. play dead.."
Before be pulled the trigger, Meryl grabbed his arm. "Please.. don't.."
Vash looked into her eyes. They were full of fear, pain.. He couldn't say no to them. He felt like that inside a lot..
Something snapped inside of him. He turned back into Erics. He blinked to clear his mind. He put his gun away and stepped away from the man.
"I'm sorry... but.. I wasn't the one who killed your brother." Erics said. "And.. I'm sorry about your arm.."
Erics tried to help the man up, but before he could, he fainted.
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Two in the same boat
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Part 5- Erics, the brave
Meryl and Milly dragged Erics to the next town. He was still passed out. They dropped him off at the hotel, while they search the town for Vash the Stampede.
Erics slowly woke up, taking in the world around him. He blinked a few times to clear his vision. Then, he sat up.
"Where am I?" He asked himself. He yawned and got up. He looked over at a small desk that was in the room. There was a note. He picked it up and read it.
'Dear Mr. Erics,
Milly and I have brought you to a hotel after you fainted. We are in the next town. We are currently out, looking for Vash. Don't worry about us.
-Meryl'
Erics scratched his head in thought, before putting the note down. He put on his boots, strapped on his gun-hoster, put the gun in it and went out.
'Might as well see what the town looks like.' He thought to himself. This sure wasn't a quiet town either.
He could hear all the noises from his hotelroom. People were out shopping, Kids were running around playing and he was on a search to find a donut shop.
He walked down the streets, sniffing the air and following his nose to the donut shop. Drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth. Donuts were, after all, his favorite food.
He quickly ran to the shop window and started drooling on the window. His face was pressed against the window, looking at all the donuts on display.
he ran into the shop and up to the counter. "Miss? May I have a dozen donuts?"
"Sure thing." She said, grabbing a baker's dozen box and putting the donuts in. She handed them to Vash. "That's $$5."
"Ok." He answered back, digging into his pockets. he pulled out the money and handed it to her. He quickly took the box and walked outside. He opened the box, smelling the freash scent of Donuts.His stomach grumbled. He was going to enjoy every bite!
He picked out the best looking one of the whole box. He brought it to his nose and took a deep breath.
"Ah! Nothing like the smell of freash baked Donuts to make me feel good." he said to himself. he brought the donut to his lips, but before he could, someone shot it!
The bullet made the donut blow apart and smear all over his face and on his coat. Erics blinked in confusion, before turning to the person who just shot at him.
"Hello Vash the Stampede." Said the man holding the rifle. He was a tall man, about the same height as Erics. His long black hair tied back into a single pony-tail. His white shirt was covered over by a long trench coat that reached to his ankles. It was wide open. He smirked at him.
"Vash?! I'm not Vash!" Erics yelled, holding up his hands in the universal sign of 'don't hurt me!'
"You're just like the rumors. A tall man with blonde hair and a red coat. I know it's you. You can't fool me." He said, loading up his gun.
"I'm NOT VASH!" Erics yelled, before turning. he ran like hell out of there! There was no way he was going to get shot up!
The man quickly chased after him. Erics ran down the road, trying to loose the man that was hot on his tail.
Erics ran down a dark alley way and hid in the shadows. The man quickly followed Erics in the alley way. He stopped and looked around.
"You're not going to trick me." He said with a sneer. He looked down at the ground and followed Erics' foot prints right to him.
"Oh crap!" Erics shouted, running again. He quickly went around a corner, a bullet whizzing by his head. Erics ran down a straight road. he knew it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but his brain wasn't working correctly right now. All he wanted to do was to run.
Erics quickly jumped into a local Saloon. He ducked down under the bar counter and looked up at the tender.
"You gotta help me! That man is nuts! Please don't tell on me!" Erics asked with puppy-dog eyes.
"Sure pal.." The Tender said back. He turned to the door, to see who was chasing after this idiot.
The Man walked in and looked around. He growled in fustration. "Where is he?"
"Where is who sir?" the tender asked.
Everyone in the bar didn't really care about this. Most of then didn't even see the man in the red coat jump in there.
"Vash the Stampede!" The man yelled at the Tender.
The Tender gasped. "H-He's Vash?"
"Yes! Now where is he?" The man shouted at the tender.
The Tender shook off his shock. "I saw him pass by. He went out the back away."
"Thanks." He said, running out the back.
Erics gave a huge sigh. He stood up to shake the man's hand. "Thank you sir! See! That guy is nuts! He thinks I'M Vash!"
The Tender slapped Erics hand away. "I don't need any thanks. Just get out of my bar."
Erics stummbled out of the bar. Mainly because people were pushing him out. Erics sighed while he stood out there, then a bullet hit the pole that was right by his head!
Erics turned to see the man, holding a child in his arms.
"Now Vash. You wouldn't want me to harm this child would you?" He asked, with an evil smile on his face. He put his gun to the kid's temple. The child screamed in fright.
"Let him go!" Erics yelled at the man.
"Not until you agree to fight me!" The man shouted back.
Most of the people around the area stood on the sidelines, watching this happen. Everyone in the bar came out to watch too. Erics clentched his teeth. He didn't want someone to get hurt!
Erics stood in the street, across from the man. "Put the kid down and I'll fight you if you want too.."
"Alright." The man put the kid down. The kid ran to his mom's arms. Meryl and Milly had heard about the fight and showed up.
"Mr. Erics!" Meryl shouted at him.
Erics smiled at them. "I'll be fine... hopefully.."
"Ha ha! If the rumors are true, I will be the one to die Vash the Stampede!" The man shouted.
"The name is Erics!" Erics shouted at him. He put his hand, hovering over his gun. His eye twitched. He really wasn't good at shooting a gun... or even holding one for that matter!
Erics gulped as the man reached his gun. Erics quickly took his gun out with speed he didn't even know he had. He fired at the man.
The Man fired his gun.
Erics' eye twitched. He felt a stinging pain. He slowly feel to his knees, then fell on the ground.
The man smiled evily.
((And I COULD stop it there! But.. I won't!))
Everyone in the crowd gasped.
"How could you! He wasn't Vash!" Meryl yelled at the man.
"That's right sir! You were mistaken!" Milly shouted at the man too.
"Shut up you wenches!" The man shouted at them. He smiled, before walking up to Erics. "And here I thought you would be a challendge."
Meryl ran out to the man and slapped him. "I can't believe you! He wasn't Vash! He was Erics! A kind man who did nothing wrong!"
The man sneered at Meryl, before slapping her across the face. "WHy you! I know for a fact that this man is Vash! I meet him before. He killed my brother! I'd never forget that man's face. Not in a million years!"
The man walked up to Meryl who was on the ground from the blow. He stepped on her back. "Know.. you die too." He put his gun to her back.
Erics.. or rather Vash's eyelids twitch. He opened his eyes. He heard what the man said. He growled in the ground.
'How dare he hit Meryl!!!!' Vash thought to himself. He jumped up and grabbed the man's arm. He twisted it till it broke. It hung useless by the man's side.
"How dare you hit her!" Vash yelled, back handing the man. "How do you like it?!"
Vash stepped on the man's back. He pulled out his gun. He pointed it at the back of the man's head. "Now.. play dead.."
Before be pulled the trigger, Meryl grabbed his arm. "Please.. don't.."
Vash looked into her eyes. They were full of fear, pain.. He couldn't say no to them. He felt like that inside a lot..
Something snapped inside of him. He turned back into Erics. He blinked to clear his mind. He put his gun away and stepped away from the man.
"I'm sorry... but.. I wasn't the one who killed your brother." Erics said. "And.. I'm sorry about your arm.."
Erics tried to help the man up, but before he could, he fainted.
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