Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun, but I do own a nice box set of the show. If you don't have it then check eBay. Neato prices there. Make sure you also check the languages that it has. Some have just Japanese and Mandarin, while others have English and Japanese.

Disclaimer: Don't own Trigun, only a boxed set and...

I just got the first volume of the Trigun manga for my birthday.

Anyway back to the Manga it's a little different form the show, like Ep-1-4 aren't in the manga! But I'm surprised at how accurate the Anime is to the manga from what there is.

Anyway(2) back to the show!

Chapter 5: Change

Year: July 9, 94

The morning we were to pull out and travel to Base Camp, I found myself in an empty cafeteria staring out of a large window. The room was entirely dark except for the faint light filtered through the window from the rising Sun.

Olympus Station was rather peaceful for having been the first city to be taken in the war. The Martians here gladly joined the Lunans in order to keep themselves safe, thus the only real outbreaks of violence were just little scuffles between the Lunan law officials and an isolated few that still opposed our occupation here.

I stared out at the city below. Everything here was red, the buildings the vehicles, so unlike the gray, black and white of Luna. The only thing here that wasn't red was the sky, which was a sickly yellow color. The terraformers hadn't been completely successful with Mars. There was enough vegetation on this planet to support it's weak atmosphere, but that was it. The air was thin, like being on top of a mountain I've been told.

Far off to the east, flashes of light from bombs going off was the only indication of the continuing battle. A battle that I would soon be joining.

I turned from the window, grabbed the duffel bag at my feet, and walked through the empty cafeteria, towards the door. Very few people passed me in the halls, it was still to early for people to be heading to work.

I turned left and began making my way to the hanger bay.

"Oh, there you are Miss Rem!"

I turned and saw Abby running to catch up with me.

"Are you heading to the hanger bay?"

"Yes," I hiked my duffel up higher on my shoulder.

"Me too, I was hoping we could get on the same hover craft, I really like you Miss Rem, you're the first person I've met here who actually listens to me without telling me to shut up after fifteen minutes."

I laughed, "Really? That's not all that surprising."

"I guess you just don't have much to say so you just listen,"

I glanced at her, "You could be right."



An hour later the hovercraft, in which we rode, was shooting out of the hanger bay and speeding down the side of the Olympus Mons.

Abby was naturally seated beside me. I was next to the window, she next to the aisle. The first hour all I heard was her chatter about her various exploits and life experiences, then she finally dozed off, and it was quiet.

And as I watched the red landscape pass by I knew I was heading into something big. Something life changing.



Special thanks to my beta reader foo. This is coming along well, I hope, tell me what you think.