| Chapter 14 |
Knives walked over to his brother and stood over him. He watched as warm tears began to crawl down on Meryl. Knives looked over to her body to finally conclude that she is not breathing.
* If I could tell the world just one thing, it would be that we're okay *
Vash held Meryl close to him and promised to never let her go, " . . .I love you too."
* And not to worry cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these *
Knives studied what his brother was doing. It takes a lot to make people cry. But if something happens to their loved ones, it is very easy for them to shed a tear. He closed his eyes as he remembered what had happened to Rem, Marianne's father, Meryl, and to the children.
* I won't be made useless *
* I won't be idle with despair *
He heard nothing but Vash's cries. It wasn't a good sound. He heard it a lot and he doesn't want to hear it anymore. Death wasn't pleasing anymore.
* I will gather myself around my faith *
* For light does the darkness most fear *
Knives had nothing more to add to Vash's life. He turned back into the now ruined city of August and heading back.
Vash looked up, "You don't have to return." Knives turned around and Vash gave him a weak smile, "If you don't like it here, then don't come back. Just promise me one thing. Promise me that you won't kill. I can't see blood anymore."
* My hands are small, I know. *
* But they're not yours, they are my own *
Knives glanced at the bodies lying dead around them, " . . .I . . .I promise."
* And I am never broken *
* * *
When Vash felt better, he reunited with Millie and Marianne. By just one look of him, they knew something was wrong, Vash told them the whole story, about the man without a face, and most importantly the death of Meryl.
* Poverty stole your golden shoes *
* It didn't steal your laughter *
Millie cried on Vash's shoulder for it was a sudden and mysterious death. Even Vash didn't know why. Vash comforted Millie, "We have to move on. Nothing's gonna happen if we just mourn over her."
* And heartache came to visit me *
* But I knew it wasn't ever after *
Millie nodded in response but still cried, "Meryl!! She can't really be gone, Mr. Vash. She has to be here with me. She always was." Marianne set a warm hand on Millie's shoulder, "Millie . . ."
* We'll fight, not out of spite *
The moment seemed to pause while Millie tore herself away from Vash, "First Mr. Wolfwood, and now Meryl. Why does this keep happening?" Vash knew exactly how she felt, but he had no way of making it right again.
* For someone must stand up for what's right *
He turned to Marianne; "I guess you couldn't see the Mayor now, could you?" She slowly shook her head and looked down, "I'm afraid not." She took a look around the dead city, "What are we going to do about this?" Vash brushed the dirt off his coat, "We'll try to find any survivors. If not, then we'll move on. Knives has . . ."
* Cause where there's a man who has no voice *
* There ours shall go singing *
She turned to him, "What do you mean by that?" "Knives decided to stay apart from us. But I feel that he won't cause any pain." Marianne nodded, "Oh, I see." She wanted to cry, just like everyone else.
* My hands are small, I know *
* But they're not yours, they are my own *
Vash saw her and went to hold her.
* In the end, only kindness matters *
That's the most he can do for them, they've both seen enough deaths and he know how horrible it felt. It doesn't matter anymore. Everything they have is gone, but eachother.
* I will get down on my knees, and I will pray *
He set his chin on her head and he listened to her cries.
* And I am never broken *
["Hands" by Jewel]
Knives walked over to his brother and stood over him. He watched as warm tears began to crawl down on Meryl. Knives looked over to her body to finally conclude that she is not breathing.
* If I could tell the world just one thing, it would be that we're okay *
Vash held Meryl close to him and promised to never let her go, " . . .I love you too."
* And not to worry cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these *
Knives studied what his brother was doing. It takes a lot to make people cry. But if something happens to their loved ones, it is very easy for them to shed a tear. He closed his eyes as he remembered what had happened to Rem, Marianne's father, Meryl, and to the children.
* I won't be made useless *
* I won't be idle with despair *
He heard nothing but Vash's cries. It wasn't a good sound. He heard it a lot and he doesn't want to hear it anymore. Death wasn't pleasing anymore.
* I will gather myself around my faith *
* For light does the darkness most fear *
Knives had nothing more to add to Vash's life. He turned back into the now ruined city of August and heading back.
Vash looked up, "You don't have to return." Knives turned around and Vash gave him a weak smile, "If you don't like it here, then don't come back. Just promise me one thing. Promise me that you won't kill. I can't see blood anymore."
* My hands are small, I know. *
* But they're not yours, they are my own *
Knives glanced at the bodies lying dead around them, " . . .I . . .I promise."
* And I am never broken *
* * *
When Vash felt better, he reunited with Millie and Marianne. By just one look of him, they knew something was wrong, Vash told them the whole story, about the man without a face, and most importantly the death of Meryl.
* Poverty stole your golden shoes *
* It didn't steal your laughter *
Millie cried on Vash's shoulder for it was a sudden and mysterious death. Even Vash didn't know why. Vash comforted Millie, "We have to move on. Nothing's gonna happen if we just mourn over her."
* And heartache came to visit me *
* But I knew it wasn't ever after *
Millie nodded in response but still cried, "Meryl!! She can't really be gone, Mr. Vash. She has to be here with me. She always was." Marianne set a warm hand on Millie's shoulder, "Millie . . ."
* We'll fight, not out of spite *
The moment seemed to pause while Millie tore herself away from Vash, "First Mr. Wolfwood, and now Meryl. Why does this keep happening?" Vash knew exactly how she felt, but he had no way of making it right again.
* For someone must stand up for what's right *
He turned to Marianne; "I guess you couldn't see the Mayor now, could you?" She slowly shook her head and looked down, "I'm afraid not." She took a look around the dead city, "What are we going to do about this?" Vash brushed the dirt off his coat, "We'll try to find any survivors. If not, then we'll move on. Knives has . . ."
* Cause where there's a man who has no voice *
* There ours shall go singing *
She turned to him, "What do you mean by that?" "Knives decided to stay apart from us. But I feel that he won't cause any pain." Marianne nodded, "Oh, I see." She wanted to cry, just like everyone else.
* My hands are small, I know *
* But they're not yours, they are my own *
Vash saw her and went to hold her.
* In the end, only kindness matters *
That's the most he can do for them, they've both seen enough deaths and he know how horrible it felt. It doesn't matter anymore. Everything they have is gone, but eachother.
* I will get down on my knees, and I will pray *
He set his chin on her head and he listened to her cries.
* And I am never broken *
["Hands" by Jewel]