Disclaimer: Ok you've all heard this before; I do not in any way, shape or
form own the Trigun characters. But some of the other non-important
characters however did come out of my devious little mind.
Well let's see, it's been a few days hasn't it, I apologize for the wait, I've been rather busy with everything now a days. Anyways. your probably wondering where the heck is Millie through all of this ne? Well enough chattering here it is!
Vash's eyes widened as he heard the click of a gun go off behind him; the shot reverberated in his mind leaving an awful reminder. He'd been careless, he'd let his judgment slip simply because he was torn from hurting his brother. Now he would pay for his mistake. He'd turned his back on Knives while his gun lay at his feet.
He felt a lump in his throat as it tightened and he tried his best to swallow it down with no success. He lifted his gaze, as time seemed to slow for the third time, as he waited for the bullet to strike his flesh and tear a gaping hole through his body. The painful sensation as muscle tore and bone shattered at the impact of metal as it sliced through him like a hot knife through butter. To feel his very own lifeblood seep from the wound and soak his clothing to leave an unforgettable stain on not only his jacket but on his heart, that is if the bullet didn't pierce it first.
He wasn't fully prepared when he heard the bullet strike flesh but felt no pain sensation. It only took an instant to realize he hadn't been the one shot but again someone else was suffering because of Knives, no because of his stupid mistake. He felt the weight of someone else on him as they collapsed into his back. He lowered his head some as a shadow fell over his gaze shadowing his eyes. A slight whimper came from the person who'd collapsed at his back and he lifted his head taking this as a good sign, they were still alive.
He spun quickly and caught the person in his arms as they fell into him again. His eyes filled with sorrow and worry as he realized who'd saved him. Meryl, she'd risked her life to make sure that bullet never touched him. He could feel her shudder in his grip as her legs collapsed from under her and she fell to her knees, he went down with her holding her shoulders. His eyes began to tear up again, he hated when someone so close to him was hurt. "Meryl. Meryl, why'd you do that? It should have been me.Why did you.."
Meryl shook her head and tried to silence Vash knowing the baka would blame himself for this. But she wasn't about to die, not just yet, not while Knives was still alive. She winced as pain shot through her, but instead of crying out she clenched her teeth and drew in a sharp breath. She had been shot in her right shoulder; it apparently was stopped by her shoulder blade and probably was lodged there. Suggestions were that it wouldn't be a good idea to try and move that arm at all. "Shhhh Vash its ok.really, I couldn't stand seeing you hurt."
Vash felt his tears running fluidly down his cheeks leaving wet streams of water there, like the morning dew running down a leaf. His tears fell freely and dripped off his chin as he moved his arms around Meryl and embraced her to him. He sobbed for a moment then muttered, "You'll never be hurt again. I promise you. I'll protect you." He then heard a snarl from near them as another click was heard. He glanced up as Knives spoke out "How touching, this is making me SICK! Don't tell me you have feelings for this woman Vash!"
Her eyes widened as Vash's arms fell around her and pulled her to his chest. One of her hands lightly fell on the front of his trench, feeling the material under fingers and the heavy armor he wears under it. She ran her fingertips along it feeling the texture and the edges of the armor as tears came to her eyes. His warmth was overwhelming, no one had ever embraced her like this before, and she smiled some as a blush crossed her cheeks. She heard him mutter his words as they struck her heart, did he .care for her? She felt herself flush more, her cheeks burning now. Why was she reacting in this way, not like she loved him? Then it dawned on her; maybe she really had fallen in love with him. " Vash . I."
Their little moment was broken at the sound of Knives harsh words, leave it to the Genocidal and lonely older brother to bust in and break the tender moment. She heard him cock the weapon again, he was going to fire a second time? She knew that Vash wouldn't let this happen, but how could he stop it, he would be shot! She struggled a bit in his grip but he held her tightly, something in how he held her let her know his determination. Oh Vash.. Please don't do this.she thought as tears cascaded down her cheeks.
Knives smirked some as he pointed the gun at Meryl "Let me silence her pain." The corners of his lips pulled into a dark smile as his finger tightened on the trigger. A sound near him distracted his movements, bad idea. He was taken by surprise as something hard connected with his shoulder and ribs, he could feel a few snap on impact as he was literally thrown off his feet. The object threw him back as he struck the ground hard, his head hitting the sand and bouncing off the surface. He slid over the dirt and finally stopped before a shop, or rather the leftover debris of one. His head throbbed and his chest ached, his shoulder burned as his blood seeped from the cuts. Then he felt his conscious slip thrusting him into a spinning realm of confusion and everything went black.
He watched Knives prepare to fire, but he was stopped as a black metal rod shot forth and split into four rods placed in an order to look like an X, it was a stun rod. He felt relieved for a moment, but something, through all of the commotion, rang out like a gong; a shot had been fired. He suddenly felt something graze just above his left eye as he turned his head back to the left and felt the metal slide over his temple then leave. Blood immediately began to seep out of the wound and cascade down over his eye, warm and thick. He kept his eye closed as the blood ran down over the eye and then out of the corner to run down his cheek like a blood tear.
Luckily now Knives was unconscious, the conflict had ended, or rather been postponed. It was temporary relieve but still, relieve non-the-less. He glanced to his right only to see Millie standing on the porch of their home with a determined and rather angry face. It looked funny on her though, its not often you see Millie angry, it was awkward. He couldn't help but smile some as she sighed and lowered the gun. It clanked loudly on the wood as she dropped it to her feet and glanced at the two with a smile and a wave " Are you and Meryl ok Mister Vash?" She frowned when she saw the wound over his left eye. " Oh shoot I was too slow." She pouted a bit at this.
He sighed some and looked down at Meryl who had passed out through that short amount of time. He slid his arms behind Meryl's back and around her shoulders, the other under her knees as he picked her up and held her as he stood. He glanced to Millie and casusally lumbered towards her. "Here. please take care of Meryl for me." He handed the woman off to Millie and turned away glancing tiredly in his brothers direction. He then walked over to the unconscious Knives and he pulled the rod off of him. He set the rod aside and picked Knives up, slinging him over his shoulder as he looked back at Millie.
She frowned as she took Meryl in her arms, hearing Vash's words. Its like he was telling her he wasn't going to return, it was like he was leaving them forever and she hated goodbyes. "Mister Vash. will you return to us?" She looked up at him as he nodded some "Of course, I made a promise to protect Meryl. And I always keep my promises when they're made to Women." He smiled cheerfully at Millie, always Mister optimistic in the most awkward of times. Mille couldn't help but smile back and nodded as she sniffed back some tears. These were always the moments that got her crying, when saying good-bye to a close friend. But she kept that smile and believed Vash would return, she truly believed his words. "Alright Mister Vash, you take care of yourself and Mister Knives, and I won't cry ok? And you better come back soon or I'll have to come looking for you, and I won't be very happy with you if you break your promise!"
He blinks slightly at Millie then smiles and chuckles happily at her, a slight drop of sweat appearing on his brow. "Heh alright Millie I'll keep that in mind. We'll be fine, I assure you." He gives a light salute and a wave of his hand with a smile as Millie nods, a determined look on her face, she was trying so hard not to break down into tears. He then turned away from her and started his trek outside the city limits and into the desert.
Alright that's it for this chapter, sorry it's kinda short compared to the others but I thought this would be the best place to stop it. Plus the sooner this is posted the better right? Well I'll get working on that next chapter, till then enjoy and for all of you people with me this whole way. R&R and I'm always up for your suggestions. Thanks to my fans so far. ~_^
Well let's see, it's been a few days hasn't it, I apologize for the wait, I've been rather busy with everything now a days. Anyways. your probably wondering where the heck is Millie through all of this ne? Well enough chattering here it is!
Vash's eyes widened as he heard the click of a gun go off behind him; the shot reverberated in his mind leaving an awful reminder. He'd been careless, he'd let his judgment slip simply because he was torn from hurting his brother. Now he would pay for his mistake. He'd turned his back on Knives while his gun lay at his feet.
He felt a lump in his throat as it tightened and he tried his best to swallow it down with no success. He lifted his gaze, as time seemed to slow for the third time, as he waited for the bullet to strike his flesh and tear a gaping hole through his body. The painful sensation as muscle tore and bone shattered at the impact of metal as it sliced through him like a hot knife through butter. To feel his very own lifeblood seep from the wound and soak his clothing to leave an unforgettable stain on not only his jacket but on his heart, that is if the bullet didn't pierce it first.
He wasn't fully prepared when he heard the bullet strike flesh but felt no pain sensation. It only took an instant to realize he hadn't been the one shot but again someone else was suffering because of Knives, no because of his stupid mistake. He felt the weight of someone else on him as they collapsed into his back. He lowered his head some as a shadow fell over his gaze shadowing his eyes. A slight whimper came from the person who'd collapsed at his back and he lifted his head taking this as a good sign, they were still alive.
He spun quickly and caught the person in his arms as they fell into him again. His eyes filled with sorrow and worry as he realized who'd saved him. Meryl, she'd risked her life to make sure that bullet never touched him. He could feel her shudder in his grip as her legs collapsed from under her and she fell to her knees, he went down with her holding her shoulders. His eyes began to tear up again, he hated when someone so close to him was hurt. "Meryl. Meryl, why'd you do that? It should have been me.Why did you.."
Meryl shook her head and tried to silence Vash knowing the baka would blame himself for this. But she wasn't about to die, not just yet, not while Knives was still alive. She winced as pain shot through her, but instead of crying out she clenched her teeth and drew in a sharp breath. She had been shot in her right shoulder; it apparently was stopped by her shoulder blade and probably was lodged there. Suggestions were that it wouldn't be a good idea to try and move that arm at all. "Shhhh Vash its ok.really, I couldn't stand seeing you hurt."
Vash felt his tears running fluidly down his cheeks leaving wet streams of water there, like the morning dew running down a leaf. His tears fell freely and dripped off his chin as he moved his arms around Meryl and embraced her to him. He sobbed for a moment then muttered, "You'll never be hurt again. I promise you. I'll protect you." He then heard a snarl from near them as another click was heard. He glanced up as Knives spoke out "How touching, this is making me SICK! Don't tell me you have feelings for this woman Vash!"
Her eyes widened as Vash's arms fell around her and pulled her to his chest. One of her hands lightly fell on the front of his trench, feeling the material under fingers and the heavy armor he wears under it. She ran her fingertips along it feeling the texture and the edges of the armor as tears came to her eyes. His warmth was overwhelming, no one had ever embraced her like this before, and she smiled some as a blush crossed her cheeks. She heard him mutter his words as they struck her heart, did he .care for her? She felt herself flush more, her cheeks burning now. Why was she reacting in this way, not like she loved him? Then it dawned on her; maybe she really had fallen in love with him. " Vash . I."
Their little moment was broken at the sound of Knives harsh words, leave it to the Genocidal and lonely older brother to bust in and break the tender moment. She heard him cock the weapon again, he was going to fire a second time? She knew that Vash wouldn't let this happen, but how could he stop it, he would be shot! She struggled a bit in his grip but he held her tightly, something in how he held her let her know his determination. Oh Vash.. Please don't do this.she thought as tears cascaded down her cheeks.
Knives smirked some as he pointed the gun at Meryl "Let me silence her pain." The corners of his lips pulled into a dark smile as his finger tightened on the trigger. A sound near him distracted his movements, bad idea. He was taken by surprise as something hard connected with his shoulder and ribs, he could feel a few snap on impact as he was literally thrown off his feet. The object threw him back as he struck the ground hard, his head hitting the sand and bouncing off the surface. He slid over the dirt and finally stopped before a shop, or rather the leftover debris of one. His head throbbed and his chest ached, his shoulder burned as his blood seeped from the cuts. Then he felt his conscious slip thrusting him into a spinning realm of confusion and everything went black.
He watched Knives prepare to fire, but he was stopped as a black metal rod shot forth and split into four rods placed in an order to look like an X, it was a stun rod. He felt relieved for a moment, but something, through all of the commotion, rang out like a gong; a shot had been fired. He suddenly felt something graze just above his left eye as he turned his head back to the left and felt the metal slide over his temple then leave. Blood immediately began to seep out of the wound and cascade down over his eye, warm and thick. He kept his eye closed as the blood ran down over the eye and then out of the corner to run down his cheek like a blood tear.
Luckily now Knives was unconscious, the conflict had ended, or rather been postponed. It was temporary relieve but still, relieve non-the-less. He glanced to his right only to see Millie standing on the porch of their home with a determined and rather angry face. It looked funny on her though, its not often you see Millie angry, it was awkward. He couldn't help but smile some as she sighed and lowered the gun. It clanked loudly on the wood as she dropped it to her feet and glanced at the two with a smile and a wave " Are you and Meryl ok Mister Vash?" She frowned when she saw the wound over his left eye. " Oh shoot I was too slow." She pouted a bit at this.
He sighed some and looked down at Meryl who had passed out through that short amount of time. He slid his arms behind Meryl's back and around her shoulders, the other under her knees as he picked her up and held her as he stood. He glanced to Millie and casusally lumbered towards her. "Here. please take care of Meryl for me." He handed the woman off to Millie and turned away glancing tiredly in his brothers direction. He then walked over to the unconscious Knives and he pulled the rod off of him. He set the rod aside and picked Knives up, slinging him over his shoulder as he looked back at Millie.
She frowned as she took Meryl in her arms, hearing Vash's words. Its like he was telling her he wasn't going to return, it was like he was leaving them forever and she hated goodbyes. "Mister Vash. will you return to us?" She looked up at him as he nodded some "Of course, I made a promise to protect Meryl. And I always keep my promises when they're made to Women." He smiled cheerfully at Millie, always Mister optimistic in the most awkward of times. Mille couldn't help but smile back and nodded as she sniffed back some tears. These were always the moments that got her crying, when saying good-bye to a close friend. But she kept that smile and believed Vash would return, she truly believed his words. "Alright Mister Vash, you take care of yourself and Mister Knives, and I won't cry ok? And you better come back soon or I'll have to come looking for you, and I won't be very happy with you if you break your promise!"
He blinks slightly at Millie then smiles and chuckles happily at her, a slight drop of sweat appearing on his brow. "Heh alright Millie I'll keep that in mind. We'll be fine, I assure you." He gives a light salute and a wave of his hand with a smile as Millie nods, a determined look on her face, she was trying so hard not to break down into tears. He then turned away from her and started his trek outside the city limits and into the desert.
Alright that's it for this chapter, sorry it's kinda short compared to the others but I thought this would be the best place to stop it. Plus the sooner this is posted the better right? Well I'll get working on that next chapter, till then enjoy and for all of you people with me this whole way. R&R and I'm always up for your suggestions. Thanks to my fans so far. ~_^