No ownership of Trigun characters here. Just ownership of the skeery guy
*nods*
I still haven't gotten any suggestions for a name for the new character. I guess I'll just name him myself *Sigh* I thought I'd be cool to have one of your names posted on my fic, but ok. Anyway, though I'm still up for suggestions. On ward HO!
After draining himself Vash ran back to where Knives was once standing and found him up the other dune and slowly making his way down, his head disappearing over the crest of sand. He quickly used a burst of speed to send himself running up the side of the dune. His long legs carried him up the sand only so far before his boots started to dig in and slide in the grain. His speed was slowing rapidly, and he found himself going backward at this rate. He growled and leapt forward aiming for the top but coming short. As his feet hit the sand they slid out from under him and he fell to his face.
Vash laid there for a while then finally pushed his hands under him and picked himself up. He spit out sand he'd gotten in his mouth and used his sleeve to wipe the rest from his tongue and inner mouth. Spitting more as he got to his feet and walked the rest of the way up the mound. He grumbled again, his eyes on the sand as he kept spitting the substance out, making a hiss on the hot sand as each drop struck. He soon ran into a solid form, and as he stepped back his eyes trailed up to see Knives smiling maliciously back. "You truly are a baka brother. An amusing baka I admit, but still a baka none-the-less." With that Knives turns and heads off down the dune.
Vash sighs a moment and shakes his head then rushes on after Knives " Hey c'mon. wait for me!"
Knives shakes his head and glances back over his shoulder " No go bro, you gotto be able to catch up to me. That little slip up of yours cost us enough time."
Vash runs down the dune, his feet starting to slide again and he finds himself creating a landslide of sand. His eyes widen as this happens and his momentum is thrown forward into a roll. A loud yell rings out from behind Knives as he looks back over his shoulder and sees Vash rolling towards him in a flutter of crimson. He quickly picks up the pace trying to get down the hill before Vash. " VAAAAAASH!!! Augh." before he has time to complain Knives is knocked off his feet and ends up being smashed face first in the sand as Vash rolls to the bottom and lands head first.
Knives growls from his face first position and picks himself up, spitting the sand from his mouth and trying to get the rest out as well. He moved to a sitting position, as he pulled out one of Vash's clean shirts and used it to get the sand out of his mouth. He glared down at his brother as he stood with his head in the sand. His glare turned to a smile, then an outright laughter, the sight of Vash's back end in the air, waving around as he pushed at the sand trying to get his head loose, it was just too funny. After being thoroughly amused Knives finally stood and made his way down to Vash. He shook his head at his dumb brother and grabbed him around the waist giving a good yank and pulling him free of the sand. Vash's head came out with a pop and a splutter of sand as they both toppled backwards, one falling on the other. Vash quickly got up off of what he thought to be an angry Knives. But when he ran off and tried to hide behind his pack, trying to get the sand out of his hair, he heard a distant laughter. His brow furrowed as he lifted his eyes to stare at Knives. Laughing.
He stood as Knives mirrored him and tried to stop himself from laughing. Vash smiled at this and chuckled along with him. Vash lifted a hand to his hair and ran it through, rubbing his scalp and lightly parting the locks as sand fell from his head in clouds. Knives shook his head and stuffed the shirt he used back into the pack. He lifted the pack and slung it over his back as he walked to Vash and clapped him on the shoulder chuckling lightly. " An amusing Baka. indeed, you live up to your name brother." He walks past Vash a bit but the pauses.
Vash blinked slightly and saw the genuine smile on his brother's face. Not sadistic, not malicious, just. a smile. He couldn't help but smile at his brother's words as well, it had been a while since he and Knives could get along like this, it was actually nice. He sighed and turned to join Knives when he saw him stop short. His brow furrowed "What is it Knives I thought we needed to keep moving?"
Knives snarled a bit " Shhh Vash."
Vash watched as Knives' blue eyes gazed over his shoulder. Something disturbing had developed in those once laughing eyes, and they narrowed, which only made the look worse He was confused at what could be bothering Knives, he looked over his expression and saw his jaw clench. He watched as the muscles in his brothers' shoulders tightened severely and his hands gently opened and closed as if something were truly wrong. Before he could react, he found himself staring down the barrel of Knives' black revolver.
Millie and Meryl walked outside carrying the things they'd need for the journey as they said their last goodbyes to the townsfolk. The two women weren't expecting to be back for a while knowing the brothers they'd be in a lot of trouble within a few days. Meryl threw her things onto the back of her Thomas and latched them down. She placed one foot in the holster then hoisted herself onto its back. She watched as Millie mounted just the same and smiled gently at Meryl.
Meryl nodded then gave her Thomas a small kick in the side wiling it to move, and getting the response she wanted. The two left town waving to the children as they left and watching the Kuroneko play at the boys' feet. It was sad having to leave the town. But both women were expecting to come back and live a peaceful life once they brought the brothers home. Little did they know they weren't the only ones looking for the boys.
They moved at a fair pace after leaving town, and within a short amount of time the city was left behind. The two traveled in silence, with only the sound of the wind rustling over the dunes, and the sun on their back. It wasn't long until something broke the silence. A gunshot rang out over the desert, it sounded distant, but still unnerving. Meryl jumped slightly in her saddle and gazed around looking for the source but found none. They had been too far away, but who was that shot aimed for? A worried look crossed her features as she glanced at Millie. Millie had a serious look in her eyes as she met Meryl's gaze and nodded kurtly. They glanced ahead and got their Thomas's running their hardest.
Before long they found remains of a fire, and what appeared to be where the two could have slept for the night. "Is this where they camped for the night Ma'am?" Meryl nodded some and looked over the swirls in the sand, still protected by the harsh winds of the desert. She smiled up at Millie "I'm pretty sure of it. C'mon Millie lets get going they might not be too far ahead." With that said Meryle leapt onto her Thomas and got it moving again.
Meryl was frightened; she wasn't sure what she would find over the next dune, or the next after that. Who knew what could be awaiting them, could that have been Vash? Or maybe Knives fired the weapon. She knew they both had the guns, or did Vash have them? There were so many questions unanswered, so many different perspectives. Meryl's mind was wheeling so fast she almost fell off her Thomas. She caught herself in time though and gazed forward. Tears warned to fall as a burning sensation erupted at the back of her eyes.
It couldn't be Vash, nothing happened to him, it couldn't, he promised he'd return to her. Vash always kept his promises, well usually, why should that change now. No, She would find Vash and he'd absolutely fine, she would make sure of it. She leaned forward and willed her Thomas to run faster, it kicked up a few paces ahead of Millie. "C'mon Millie there's no time to lose." She rushes off ahead and quickly down the other side of the dune.
Millie nodded and followed suit; sure they didn't know what the hell they were getting themselves into, but it was for the people they cared about, yes, even Knives. Though Meryl was almost positive it would be Knives who had started whatever happened or even fire that single shot they heard. As they rushed on for a little while, the suns began to set, and silence continued. Meryl prayed, and she hoped that there would be no more gunshots after the one they heard earlier.
She found her Thomas quickly slowing; it had been running at its full speed for quite some time now and was beginning to tire. She frowned at it and didn't push it to move, she had to wait, and let it rest a bit, and they might even have to stop. There wasn't anything she could do; she wouldn't abuse the poor thing. She glanced back only to find Millie's Thomas had already stopped some ways back. She heaved a heavy sigh and stopped her Thomas then hopped off of it and let it rest, hearing the thing pant like crazy. So long as the silence continued they had nothing to worry about right? She frowned silence does not always mean a good end to a fight. She pushed these thoughts aside and tried to think of something else as she got out a canteen of water for the Thomas and for Millie's as well for when she finally caught up.
Meryl's heart sank, she knew they could be too late by now, anything could have happened between the time the gun went off and their travel time. She turned her eyes to the ground and fought off tears again. She didn't want to lose Vash, hell at this point she didn't want anything happening to Knives either; every being deserved a chance, even him. It was getting close to nightfall now and the duo was starting to lose hope.
Well that's it for Chapter 13, interesting mishaps. and the thirteenth chapter too.. Seriously I did NOT try this. Hmm, oh well next chapter ASAP sorry you guys have to wait a few days in between these posts, I'm doing the best I can. TTFN! JA NE MINA!
I still haven't gotten any suggestions for a name for the new character. I guess I'll just name him myself *Sigh* I thought I'd be cool to have one of your names posted on my fic, but ok. Anyway, though I'm still up for suggestions. On ward HO!
After draining himself Vash ran back to where Knives was once standing and found him up the other dune and slowly making his way down, his head disappearing over the crest of sand. He quickly used a burst of speed to send himself running up the side of the dune. His long legs carried him up the sand only so far before his boots started to dig in and slide in the grain. His speed was slowing rapidly, and he found himself going backward at this rate. He growled and leapt forward aiming for the top but coming short. As his feet hit the sand they slid out from under him and he fell to his face.
Vash laid there for a while then finally pushed his hands under him and picked himself up. He spit out sand he'd gotten in his mouth and used his sleeve to wipe the rest from his tongue and inner mouth. Spitting more as he got to his feet and walked the rest of the way up the mound. He grumbled again, his eyes on the sand as he kept spitting the substance out, making a hiss on the hot sand as each drop struck. He soon ran into a solid form, and as he stepped back his eyes trailed up to see Knives smiling maliciously back. "You truly are a baka brother. An amusing baka I admit, but still a baka none-the-less." With that Knives turns and heads off down the dune.
Vash sighs a moment and shakes his head then rushes on after Knives " Hey c'mon. wait for me!"
Knives shakes his head and glances back over his shoulder " No go bro, you gotto be able to catch up to me. That little slip up of yours cost us enough time."
Vash runs down the dune, his feet starting to slide again and he finds himself creating a landslide of sand. His eyes widen as this happens and his momentum is thrown forward into a roll. A loud yell rings out from behind Knives as he looks back over his shoulder and sees Vash rolling towards him in a flutter of crimson. He quickly picks up the pace trying to get down the hill before Vash. " VAAAAAASH!!! Augh." before he has time to complain Knives is knocked off his feet and ends up being smashed face first in the sand as Vash rolls to the bottom and lands head first.
Knives growls from his face first position and picks himself up, spitting the sand from his mouth and trying to get the rest out as well. He moved to a sitting position, as he pulled out one of Vash's clean shirts and used it to get the sand out of his mouth. He glared down at his brother as he stood with his head in the sand. His glare turned to a smile, then an outright laughter, the sight of Vash's back end in the air, waving around as he pushed at the sand trying to get his head loose, it was just too funny. After being thoroughly amused Knives finally stood and made his way down to Vash. He shook his head at his dumb brother and grabbed him around the waist giving a good yank and pulling him free of the sand. Vash's head came out with a pop and a splutter of sand as they both toppled backwards, one falling on the other. Vash quickly got up off of what he thought to be an angry Knives. But when he ran off and tried to hide behind his pack, trying to get the sand out of his hair, he heard a distant laughter. His brow furrowed as he lifted his eyes to stare at Knives. Laughing.
He stood as Knives mirrored him and tried to stop himself from laughing. Vash smiled at this and chuckled along with him. Vash lifted a hand to his hair and ran it through, rubbing his scalp and lightly parting the locks as sand fell from his head in clouds. Knives shook his head and stuffed the shirt he used back into the pack. He lifted the pack and slung it over his back as he walked to Vash and clapped him on the shoulder chuckling lightly. " An amusing Baka. indeed, you live up to your name brother." He walks past Vash a bit but the pauses.
Vash blinked slightly and saw the genuine smile on his brother's face. Not sadistic, not malicious, just. a smile. He couldn't help but smile at his brother's words as well, it had been a while since he and Knives could get along like this, it was actually nice. He sighed and turned to join Knives when he saw him stop short. His brow furrowed "What is it Knives I thought we needed to keep moving?"
Knives snarled a bit " Shhh Vash."
Vash watched as Knives' blue eyes gazed over his shoulder. Something disturbing had developed in those once laughing eyes, and they narrowed, which only made the look worse He was confused at what could be bothering Knives, he looked over his expression and saw his jaw clench. He watched as the muscles in his brothers' shoulders tightened severely and his hands gently opened and closed as if something were truly wrong. Before he could react, he found himself staring down the barrel of Knives' black revolver.
Millie and Meryl walked outside carrying the things they'd need for the journey as they said their last goodbyes to the townsfolk. The two women weren't expecting to be back for a while knowing the brothers they'd be in a lot of trouble within a few days. Meryl threw her things onto the back of her Thomas and latched them down. She placed one foot in the holster then hoisted herself onto its back. She watched as Millie mounted just the same and smiled gently at Meryl.
Meryl nodded then gave her Thomas a small kick in the side wiling it to move, and getting the response she wanted. The two left town waving to the children as they left and watching the Kuroneko play at the boys' feet. It was sad having to leave the town. But both women were expecting to come back and live a peaceful life once they brought the brothers home. Little did they know they weren't the only ones looking for the boys.
They moved at a fair pace after leaving town, and within a short amount of time the city was left behind. The two traveled in silence, with only the sound of the wind rustling over the dunes, and the sun on their back. It wasn't long until something broke the silence. A gunshot rang out over the desert, it sounded distant, but still unnerving. Meryl jumped slightly in her saddle and gazed around looking for the source but found none. They had been too far away, but who was that shot aimed for? A worried look crossed her features as she glanced at Millie. Millie had a serious look in her eyes as she met Meryl's gaze and nodded kurtly. They glanced ahead and got their Thomas's running their hardest.
Before long they found remains of a fire, and what appeared to be where the two could have slept for the night. "Is this where they camped for the night Ma'am?" Meryl nodded some and looked over the swirls in the sand, still protected by the harsh winds of the desert. She smiled up at Millie "I'm pretty sure of it. C'mon Millie lets get going they might not be too far ahead." With that said Meryle leapt onto her Thomas and got it moving again.
Meryl was frightened; she wasn't sure what she would find over the next dune, or the next after that. Who knew what could be awaiting them, could that have been Vash? Or maybe Knives fired the weapon. She knew they both had the guns, or did Vash have them? There were so many questions unanswered, so many different perspectives. Meryl's mind was wheeling so fast she almost fell off her Thomas. She caught herself in time though and gazed forward. Tears warned to fall as a burning sensation erupted at the back of her eyes.
It couldn't be Vash, nothing happened to him, it couldn't, he promised he'd return to her. Vash always kept his promises, well usually, why should that change now. No, She would find Vash and he'd absolutely fine, she would make sure of it. She leaned forward and willed her Thomas to run faster, it kicked up a few paces ahead of Millie. "C'mon Millie there's no time to lose." She rushes off ahead and quickly down the other side of the dune.
Millie nodded and followed suit; sure they didn't know what the hell they were getting themselves into, but it was for the people they cared about, yes, even Knives. Though Meryl was almost positive it would be Knives who had started whatever happened or even fire that single shot they heard. As they rushed on for a little while, the suns began to set, and silence continued. Meryl prayed, and she hoped that there would be no more gunshots after the one they heard earlier.
She found her Thomas quickly slowing; it had been running at its full speed for quite some time now and was beginning to tire. She frowned at it and didn't push it to move, she had to wait, and let it rest a bit, and they might even have to stop. There wasn't anything she could do; she wouldn't abuse the poor thing. She glanced back only to find Millie's Thomas had already stopped some ways back. She heaved a heavy sigh and stopped her Thomas then hopped off of it and let it rest, hearing the thing pant like crazy. So long as the silence continued they had nothing to worry about right? She frowned silence does not always mean a good end to a fight. She pushed these thoughts aside and tried to think of something else as she got out a canteen of water for the Thomas and for Millie's as well for when she finally caught up.
Meryl's heart sank, she knew they could be too late by now, anything could have happened between the time the gun went off and their travel time. She turned her eyes to the ground and fought off tears again. She didn't want to lose Vash, hell at this point she didn't want anything happening to Knives either; every being deserved a chance, even him. It was getting close to nightfall now and the duo was starting to lose hope.
Well that's it for Chapter 13, interesting mishaps. and the thirteenth chapter too.. Seriously I did NOT try this. Hmm, oh well next chapter ASAP sorry you guys have to wait a few days in between these posts, I'm doing the best I can. TTFN! JA NE MINA!