This is going to be another short chapter and will be a kick-start for the plot.
Author's note: This is from Fenella's P.O.V. And this is also going to be a partial song-chapter. I think I got myself confused last time.
And of course, I don't own Trigun or Coldplay… (and I'm getting glomped!! AHH!!)
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I woke up to the nearly inaudible noise from the front door. It was Vash. He was leaving.
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Oh, no…I see
A spider web is tangled up with me
And I lost my head
In thought of all the stupid things I've said
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Anxiously, I tried to get out of bed, but the pain from my wound was worse. Maybe last night could have reopened my wound. Still, despite the pain, I got to my feet and walked to the door. I slowly put my hand to the door and I could feel Vash's presence on the other side. Quickly, I took my hand away. There was something that had suddenly grown cold in him.
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Oh, no what's this?
A spider web and I'm caught in the middle
So I turn to run
In thought of all the stupid things I've done
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Instead of trying to open the door and expose my uncovered self, I decided to get dressed. Since Vash had left his things here, I assumed that he was going to come back. When I finished dressing I grabbed his things and mine and went outside. After I locked the door, I looked off of the balcony and watched the town proceed in its daily morning rush. It took me a while to realize that there was a big red dot yelling to a bakery across the street. Then I noticed that it was Vash. He looked happy when he saw the bakery, but he didn't feel that way when he was on the other side of the door.
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I never meant to cause you troubleI never meant to do you wrong
Oh, if I ever caused you trouble
Oh, no I never meant to do you harm
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I shrugged off the feeling and looked down at our things. There was no way he could get me to carry his bag, so I just left it there in front of our hotel room. I walked downstairs with my bag and wandered hopelessly into the streets of July and quickly decided to get some breakfast. I wasn't in the mood to talk to Vash right now. After I had felt that cold chill from Vash, I was extremely reluctant to talk to him. If he wanted to talk, he'd have to find me.
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Oh, no, I seeA spider web and it's me in the middle
So I twist and turn
There I am in my little bubble
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I went into the saloon that was next door to the bakery (where Vash was) for some pancakes. Maybe this saloon sold breakfast. Eh, I wasn't sure of it anyway.
When the bartender came up, I asked him if they had pancakes. Of course he said 'yes' and he brang me some freshly cooked pancakes several minutes later. The bartender was very attractive and he surprised me when he started to make a conversation with me. I was a little caught up in my thoughts when he started to talk to me, so I felt a little guilty that I was inadvertently ignoring him. The poor bloke put on a little pout and sulked off, but he then said something that surprised me. He called out to the cook. At first, that wasn't what really caught me off guard, it was the effect.
A blonde cook poked his head out from the doorway leading to the kitchen. It was Vash…as a cook! I stared in astonishment at him. The first word he said to me was 'hi' and even that was strong enough to knock me off the barstool and onto my back. As I lay there, I stared at the dusty ceiling while the bartender and Vash looked over the bar to see if I was fine. That was when a song protruded in my thoughts.
"Sing it out, I never meant to cause you trouble. I never meant to do you wrong. Oh, if I ever caused you trouble. Oh no, I never meant do you harm."
"Are you okay?" asked the bartender, but I ignored him.
"They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me, they spun a web for me."
When the memories of my favorite song stopped haunting me, I stood up to face Vash and the bartender.
"Fenella," said Vash, "before you say anything, this is Nicholas D, Wolfwood. He's a friend of mine."
"Wait. Please stop." I though, walking out of the saloon without a word to Vash or Wolfwood, "There's something wrong with you, Vash. I can't breathe with you. It's that cold feeling inside of you again. What's wrong with you? Why are you pushing me away?"
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A.N- End of Fenella's P.O.V
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"What just happened?" asked Wolfwood, dumbfounded.
"I'm not sure." said Vash, "Stay here, I'm going to see if I can figure it out."
Vash walked outside to find Fenella sitting under the shade of the saloon. She had her head on her knees and was staring at the ground. Vash took a few silent steps towards her until she raised her head to look at him with her distressed eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Fenella pushed his words away and stood up to walk off in a direction. Vash chased after her and as soon as he caught up with her, he stood in front of her to block her path. Avoiding his gaze, she turned around, attempting to walk in the opposite direction. Vash grabbed Fenella's arm to stop her from leaving, but she only loosened his grip and continued to walk. The man made one last attempt to get Fenella's attention; he ran to her and pulled her into one of the deepest kisses she had ever received. She pushed Vash away and gave him a gloomy look.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I…" said Vash, frantically, "I had to find a way to get your attention."
"Well," Fenella replied, "you have it. Now what is it that you want?"
"I want you." He said quietly, putting his hand on the side of her face.
"I can't," She sighed, pulling Vash's hand away from her. Soon, Fenella's eyes became rimmed with tears, "I just can't. No matter how hard I try to fight it, there's something cold that I feel from you that just…scares me."
"What is it?" he asked, trying to be comforting, "You know that you can tell me anything." Fenella wasn't listening to him, she was more focused on another man walking their way. Fenella's breathing was becoming heavier as she saw the man come nearer.
"It's..it's…" She stammered, "It's him!" quickly, she pointed behind Vash's shoulder.
Slowly, Vash turned around to see a shadowy figure with the familiar bluish hair. It was Legato. (A.N-Does he really need an introduction?) Fenella stood rooted with fear and another force holding her back. The first thought to Vash was to get Fenella out of the way. Not only was she to be worried about, there were also the people of July.
"Fenella," whispered Vash, "get out of here."
"I...can't!" she gasped, "I can barely move."
"Why not?" Vash growled.
"Isn't it obvious?" Legato said, still a small distance behind them, "Oh, come to your senses Vash."
"Legato," yelled Vash, "let her go or I'll--"
"You'll what?" Legato retorted, "I thought Knives mentioned you as the 'pathetic loner who loves the foundation of his demise'. Isn't that you?"
"Never," countered Vash, "you have the wrong person. Now let her go!" he pointed towards Fenella.
"No,"
Legato obviously had power over Vash and Fenella. He had made Vash pull out his gun and point it at Fenella's head.
"Don't do this!" Vash pleaded, "Please, don't kill her."
Legato disregarded Vash's pleads for Fenella's life, he had made Vash pulled the trigger while still keeping Fenella in place.
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Well whaddya know. I finally go to re-writing my story. WOO! Geez, how long have I avoided this task? Eh, screw it. I shall continue on!!