Trigun
Dragon's Breath
Written by: Spike (Should I even bother writing anything here?)
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"Keep... your eyes on me... now we're on the edge of hell...
Dear my love... sweet morning light... wait for me, you've gone much farther...
Too far."
~Yuki Kajiura, 'Fake Wings'
Chapter: Hellfire
"So, what now? I mean, there's no way for us to find him in this place, it's too worn down!"
Meryl was extremely displeased at the fact that both of her companions had left her waiting in the middle of the rock path without ANY possible excuse for looking at flowers...
"We will discontinue our search for Vash the Stampede here. We must find the Eagle Eyes gang immediatly." Kartsu looked serious about this, and Meryl didn't have any way to fight it. She had said it herself, there was no way to find Vash in this place anyway. She nodded.
"Good. Let's get going then. There's an old town nearby named Domastoc that should have some information on them. They like to play their games in secret, but they're spotted most often in that city anyways."
Just then, a small boy of about 13 came running down the rock path on the opposite side of the outhouse entrance. He looked very distraught, and was screaming something that, at this distance, was very inaudible. Only Kartsu, it seemed, could hear him.
"Hell... the Grog Mob is coming!"
"What did you say, Mr. Kartsu?"
"He's saying the Grog Mob is coming!" Kartsu began running in the direction of the boy. Meryl and Millie followed after him, a sense of unease about them. Meryl suddenly felt a strange sense of discomfort, mixed with her fear of being attacked. She kept running, but this strange feeling couldn't leave her. Distracted, she bumped into Millie, whom had stopped right behind Kartsu. He held up a finger, signaling to stay quiet, and drew his gun. With his same finger he motioned all around him.
Meryl looked around, and then she knew why she'd been so discomforted - the entire town had been watching them. Meryl mouthed the words 'Why are they watching?' to Kartsu, and he gave her a look of distraught anger as a response. The entire town's civilians were members of the Grog Mob. Millie pulled out from behind her cloak her own large gun, choosing to leave the Cross Punisher for later. Meryl pulled out her .44 and loaded it with bullets very quietly. Kartsu began to whisper to them.
"On the count of three, the two of you will open fire on the town. Keep them distracted - the kid is the ringleader, and he's all mine. Be careful, as they're all armed."
The girls nodded, locked and loaded for battle. Kartsu's hand formed a one. Millie and Meryl stood back-to-back, prepared to fire. Kartsu's middle finger went up - two. Sweat beads formed on Meryl's hand and Millie's forehead, but neither shivered. Kartsu took one step forward and shouted, "THREE!"
It began. Apparently, the Grog Mob couldn't afford really good weapons, so all the townspeople were armed with .44's, just like Meryl. Unfortunatly, they weren't good shots like Meryl was, so they all fell without a fight. Millie, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying having a powerful gun, and was dropping large portions of debris on everybody who tried to fire at her. Both girls were dodging bullets as fast as they could, taking only minor scrapes and bruises. Kartsu, meanwhile had charged for the kid.
"You're chopped liver, you skivving son of a bitch!" He was firing, but the kid was really good, being only 13. He could easily dodge all of Kartsu's bullets without a problem. Kartsu ran for a fallen piece of debris to hide behind, and the kid chased, pulling out some weird new weapon that no one had ever seen before. When he fired it, the thing fired some sort of ultra-violent ray, and Kartsu was forced to dodge. The ray melted a neon sign from one of the stores instead. The girls looked up from their new hiding places to catch a glimpse of the weapon's power.
"Wow, you don't see many weapons like that on Gunsmoke..." Meryl shivered now. "The Grog Mob must be getting some new toys from different planets."
Millie, on the other hand, was too busy trying to raid the pudding store to realize that she was now caved in. "Ooooh, strawberry! My favorite!"
Kartsu was finally hiding safely inside an old domehouse. Bolting the door shut, he looked out the window. The kid was standing nearby the old wooden porch, smiling disdainfully. "You won't hide from me forever, Gevan. You're a traitor and a bastard, and you don't deserve to LIVE!" With this last word, the gunfire continued. Kartsu only watched the boy as he ended up falling flat on his face. He smiled, looking past the boy to Meryl, who had jumped up from her own hiding place to shoot the boy's leg. Her face was concentrating hard on her target - she was truly a good shot. Relieved, Kartsu unbolted the door of his spot and ran out to the boy. Meryl and Millie came after him.
"Nice shot, Meryl." But Meryl's face was now filling with anger. She was pointing her gun at Kartsu. "This boy called you Gevan. What is going on here?"
-Damn... she got me.
He stood up, hands in the air. "Forgive me... I am Kartsu Gevan, and I am the one who was hired to assassinate a target named Brilliant Dynamites Neon."
"Hell yes, you were! And then you... unh..." The boy had tried to speak up, but his bloodshot wound was not allowing him to. Meryl looked from the boy to Kartsu. After a moment's thought, she spoke. "Let's get this boy in bandages, and you can tell us the whole story, Mr. Gevan."
Kartsu nodded and sighed a breath of relief. -At least she didn't shoot me.
===Later - Trapsodic Saloon===
The group had gathered in Trapsodic's broken-down saloon. The boy had been safely bandaged thanks to a medical kit supplied by Millie. The three of them were now looking at Kartsu, who breathed heavily for a few deathly silent moments, and then began.
"I was originally an agent for the Bad Lads. However, when I heard the group was splitting, I was asked by this strange old man in the group who happened to be a vice leader to BDN to assassinate the leader. He showed me a large suitcase of money, and said if I killed BDN, all this wealth would be mine."
After a few moments, during which the girls were allowed to absorb the information, he began speaking again. "I was loaded and ready to go. But before I did, this kid named Kite came to me and said if I didn't kill BDN, he could get me the suitcase. His only condition was that I run after I had the suitcase, and that I officially quit the Bad Lads once I had the money. It seemed fair, and I wasn't keen on killing people at the time, so I agreed. Soon after, however, this kid-" He motioned to the injured boy sitting next to Millie. "He was my spy at the time, he saw what happened. The kid went to alert my employer after I had the money. I continued to run even after, but the old man was the one who assassinated BDN, and he blamed me for it. I took refuge in the only place I knew they couldn't find me - my mother's house."
"So, you... didn't... kill BDN?" Meryl was looking slightly alarmed at this information. Kartsu shook his head. "No, I was only blamed for it. Had I known what the group was doing at the time, I would've gladly warned BDN about it, but... I was on the run before I realized what had happen."
A pause in conversation. Then, Millie spoke up. "So, Mr. Kartsu... what do you want to do?"
"I want to kill the bastard who framed me for that crime. I want to atone for my mistakes." He looked at Meryl with hopeful eyes.
-Even I can't turn down something like that. Given the choice, I'd gladly do the same thing.
"Alright, Kartsu, we'll help you. But, only because we want you to be of as little trouble to us as possible." Meryl grinned, but only slightly. "We can pick up our search later."
Kartsu, smiling, turned to the boy next to Millie. "So, will you help us as well?"
"No. You are a traitor, and I still work for the Grog Mob. Do not expect me to help YOU."
Kartsu shrugged. "Your loss. Let's get going - it's about 3.5 iles to the next city."
-Vash, for the love of God, I hope you heard all of that.
===Trapsodic Saloon Ventilation Duct===
Tears of sadness passed down Vash's cheek as he finished listening to Kartsu's story. "Yes, Kartsu, I heard. I'll be with you guys... until the very end."
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I was half-asleep when I wrote this, but here it is. I always appreciate continued reviewers. Somehow, I always get good reviews... do you love me too much? Well, until next time.
-Spike (There is no fate but what we make for ourselves.)
Dragon's Breath
Written by: Spike (Should I even bother writing anything here?)
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"Keep... your eyes on me... now we're on the edge of hell...
Dear my love... sweet morning light... wait for me, you've gone much farther...
Too far."
~Yuki Kajiura, 'Fake Wings'
Chapter: Hellfire
"So, what now? I mean, there's no way for us to find him in this place, it's too worn down!"
Meryl was extremely displeased at the fact that both of her companions had left her waiting in the middle of the rock path without ANY possible excuse for looking at flowers...
"We will discontinue our search for Vash the Stampede here. We must find the Eagle Eyes gang immediatly." Kartsu looked serious about this, and Meryl didn't have any way to fight it. She had said it herself, there was no way to find Vash in this place anyway. She nodded.
"Good. Let's get going then. There's an old town nearby named Domastoc that should have some information on them. They like to play their games in secret, but they're spotted most often in that city anyways."
Just then, a small boy of about 13 came running down the rock path on the opposite side of the outhouse entrance. He looked very distraught, and was screaming something that, at this distance, was very inaudible. Only Kartsu, it seemed, could hear him.
"Hell... the Grog Mob is coming!"
"What did you say, Mr. Kartsu?"
"He's saying the Grog Mob is coming!" Kartsu began running in the direction of the boy. Meryl and Millie followed after him, a sense of unease about them. Meryl suddenly felt a strange sense of discomfort, mixed with her fear of being attacked. She kept running, but this strange feeling couldn't leave her. Distracted, she bumped into Millie, whom had stopped right behind Kartsu. He held up a finger, signaling to stay quiet, and drew his gun. With his same finger he motioned all around him.
Meryl looked around, and then she knew why she'd been so discomforted - the entire town had been watching them. Meryl mouthed the words 'Why are they watching?' to Kartsu, and he gave her a look of distraught anger as a response. The entire town's civilians were members of the Grog Mob. Millie pulled out from behind her cloak her own large gun, choosing to leave the Cross Punisher for later. Meryl pulled out her .44 and loaded it with bullets very quietly. Kartsu began to whisper to them.
"On the count of three, the two of you will open fire on the town. Keep them distracted - the kid is the ringleader, and he's all mine. Be careful, as they're all armed."
The girls nodded, locked and loaded for battle. Kartsu's hand formed a one. Millie and Meryl stood back-to-back, prepared to fire. Kartsu's middle finger went up - two. Sweat beads formed on Meryl's hand and Millie's forehead, but neither shivered. Kartsu took one step forward and shouted, "THREE!"
It began. Apparently, the Grog Mob couldn't afford really good weapons, so all the townspeople were armed with .44's, just like Meryl. Unfortunatly, they weren't good shots like Meryl was, so they all fell without a fight. Millie, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying having a powerful gun, and was dropping large portions of debris on everybody who tried to fire at her. Both girls were dodging bullets as fast as they could, taking only minor scrapes and bruises. Kartsu, meanwhile had charged for the kid.
"You're chopped liver, you skivving son of a bitch!" He was firing, but the kid was really good, being only 13. He could easily dodge all of Kartsu's bullets without a problem. Kartsu ran for a fallen piece of debris to hide behind, and the kid chased, pulling out some weird new weapon that no one had ever seen before. When he fired it, the thing fired some sort of ultra-violent ray, and Kartsu was forced to dodge. The ray melted a neon sign from one of the stores instead. The girls looked up from their new hiding places to catch a glimpse of the weapon's power.
"Wow, you don't see many weapons like that on Gunsmoke..." Meryl shivered now. "The Grog Mob must be getting some new toys from different planets."
Millie, on the other hand, was too busy trying to raid the pudding store to realize that she was now caved in. "Ooooh, strawberry! My favorite!"
Kartsu was finally hiding safely inside an old domehouse. Bolting the door shut, he looked out the window. The kid was standing nearby the old wooden porch, smiling disdainfully. "You won't hide from me forever, Gevan. You're a traitor and a bastard, and you don't deserve to LIVE!" With this last word, the gunfire continued. Kartsu only watched the boy as he ended up falling flat on his face. He smiled, looking past the boy to Meryl, who had jumped up from her own hiding place to shoot the boy's leg. Her face was concentrating hard on her target - she was truly a good shot. Relieved, Kartsu unbolted the door of his spot and ran out to the boy. Meryl and Millie came after him.
"Nice shot, Meryl." But Meryl's face was now filling with anger. She was pointing her gun at Kartsu. "This boy called you Gevan. What is going on here?"
-Damn... she got me.
He stood up, hands in the air. "Forgive me... I am Kartsu Gevan, and I am the one who was hired to assassinate a target named Brilliant Dynamites Neon."
"Hell yes, you were! And then you... unh..." The boy had tried to speak up, but his bloodshot wound was not allowing him to. Meryl looked from the boy to Kartsu. After a moment's thought, she spoke. "Let's get this boy in bandages, and you can tell us the whole story, Mr. Gevan."
Kartsu nodded and sighed a breath of relief. -At least she didn't shoot me.
===Later - Trapsodic Saloon===
The group had gathered in Trapsodic's broken-down saloon. The boy had been safely bandaged thanks to a medical kit supplied by Millie. The three of them were now looking at Kartsu, who breathed heavily for a few deathly silent moments, and then began.
"I was originally an agent for the Bad Lads. However, when I heard the group was splitting, I was asked by this strange old man in the group who happened to be a vice leader to BDN to assassinate the leader. He showed me a large suitcase of money, and said if I killed BDN, all this wealth would be mine."
After a few moments, during which the girls were allowed to absorb the information, he began speaking again. "I was loaded and ready to go. But before I did, this kid named Kite came to me and said if I didn't kill BDN, he could get me the suitcase. His only condition was that I run after I had the suitcase, and that I officially quit the Bad Lads once I had the money. It seemed fair, and I wasn't keen on killing people at the time, so I agreed. Soon after, however, this kid-" He motioned to the injured boy sitting next to Millie. "He was my spy at the time, he saw what happened. The kid went to alert my employer after I had the money. I continued to run even after, but the old man was the one who assassinated BDN, and he blamed me for it. I took refuge in the only place I knew they couldn't find me - my mother's house."
"So, you... didn't... kill BDN?" Meryl was looking slightly alarmed at this information. Kartsu shook his head. "No, I was only blamed for it. Had I known what the group was doing at the time, I would've gladly warned BDN about it, but... I was on the run before I realized what had happen."
A pause in conversation. Then, Millie spoke up. "So, Mr. Kartsu... what do you want to do?"
"I want to kill the bastard who framed me for that crime. I want to atone for my mistakes." He looked at Meryl with hopeful eyes.
-Even I can't turn down something like that. Given the choice, I'd gladly do the same thing.
"Alright, Kartsu, we'll help you. But, only because we want you to be of as little trouble to us as possible." Meryl grinned, but only slightly. "We can pick up our search later."
Kartsu, smiling, turned to the boy next to Millie. "So, will you help us as well?"
"No. You are a traitor, and I still work for the Grog Mob. Do not expect me to help YOU."
Kartsu shrugged. "Your loss. Let's get going - it's about 3.5 iles to the next city."
-Vash, for the love of God, I hope you heard all of that.
===Trapsodic Saloon Ventilation Duct===
Tears of sadness passed down Vash's cheek as he finished listening to Kartsu's story. "Yes, Kartsu, I heard. I'll be with you guys... until the very end."
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I was half-asleep when I wrote this, but here it is. I always appreciate continued reviewers. Somehow, I always get good reviews... do you love me too much? Well, until next time.
-Spike (There is no fate but what we make for ourselves.)