| Chapter 17 |
Knives panted as he trudged along the desert. There was no sight of anything for miles. He had been walking for what seemed like hours and he must rest. No one could wit stand the heat. But then again, he's not a "no one."
He took a glanced at Marianne who lay unconscious in his arms. Suddenly, he felt that he couldn't go on much longer. He has to rest.
Moments later, he collapsed on the scorching ground. Still holding, Marianne, he covered her face from the sun. It was horrible. "Why am I doing this." He whispered. "But I'm not running away from anything. It is Vash who is running away. I am just moving on. I can't cry forever."
The heat got hotter and he could almost feel death coming near. Death lurks behind him and he felt very blind from it. He just needs shade, water, to get away from this place. He needed to get away from many things.
Right now, he just has to make sure Marianne would be safe. Maybe he has to turn back? She won't make it here.
Then suddenly, his head aches aloud. He clutched his hands on it and yell. "AAAGGHHH!!! What is happening??!!" His mind was pulsing and sending signals that even he could not understand. The pain got worse as he fell back.
"Knives . . ."
"Rem?!"
"He could kill him from his worst fears. . ."
"REM!"
He opened his eyes again and found himself at the same spot. His body was covered with sweat and he was breathing rather hard. He continued to breathe. The pain finally stopped and he was left there again. Marianne lay motionless beside him.
"Rem?" he panted. "How . . . how do you know him? How do you know what he will do to Vash?"
He waited as if he is waiting for an answer. He knew no one would. His eyes grew now that the answer has struck him. He immediately got up. "Rem, no."
He carefully picked up Marianne and went back to August City.
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"So Rem lied to me. She was not Rem at all. It all makes perfect sense once I heard her voice. I knew I couldn't trust her. But after what I have told her, she's on her way to Vash as I speak. I must confront her. I must undo what she has done. She is not Rem. The faceless man has disguised his identity as Rem to get a chance to kill Vash. Only I know about this. So it is all my decision to come back and save him."
Knives panted as he trudged along the desert. There was no sight of anything for miles. He had been walking for what seemed like hours and he must rest. No one could wit stand the heat. But then again, he's not a "no one."
He took a glanced at Marianne who lay unconscious in his arms. Suddenly, he felt that he couldn't go on much longer. He has to rest.
Moments later, he collapsed on the scorching ground. Still holding, Marianne, he covered her face from the sun. It was horrible. "Why am I doing this." He whispered. "But I'm not running away from anything. It is Vash who is running away. I am just moving on. I can't cry forever."
The heat got hotter and he could almost feel death coming near. Death lurks behind him and he felt very blind from it. He just needs shade, water, to get away from this place. He needed to get away from many things.
Right now, he just has to make sure Marianne would be safe. Maybe he has to turn back? She won't make it here.
Then suddenly, his head aches aloud. He clutched his hands on it and yell. "AAAGGHHH!!! What is happening??!!" His mind was pulsing and sending signals that even he could not understand. The pain got worse as he fell back.
"Knives . . ."
"Rem?!"
"He could kill him from his worst fears. . ."
"REM!"
He opened his eyes again and found himself at the same spot. His body was covered with sweat and he was breathing rather hard. He continued to breathe. The pain finally stopped and he was left there again. Marianne lay motionless beside him.
"Rem?" he panted. "How . . . how do you know him? How do you know what he will do to Vash?"
He waited as if he is waiting for an answer. He knew no one would. His eyes grew now that the answer has struck him. He immediately got up. "Rem, no."
He carefully picked up Marianne and went back to August City.
+ + +
"So Rem lied to me. She was not Rem at all. It all makes perfect sense once I heard her voice. I knew I couldn't trust her. But after what I have told her, she's on her way to Vash as I speak. I must confront her. I must undo what she has done. She is not Rem. The faceless man has disguised his identity as Rem to get a chance to kill Vash. Only I know about this. So it is all my decision to come back and save him."