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Gunsmoke and Bounty Hunters: Chapter 3
Spike followed the hooded man for an hour, until they cam to an old model, beat up, car. The man climbed in front, while Spike sat promptly in the passenger side.
"So, where the heck are you taking me?" Spike questioned.
"I told you, Vash. But we have to catch him first," the man replied.
"You seem to have a grudge against him, and also, I still haven't asked, what is you name, stranger?"
The man hesitated. He looked at Spike.
"I guess I can trust you," he said, "MY name is Knives. And my story, you asked? Well, it's a long one. All I'll say is Vash was supposed to kill me, those ten years ago, but he didn't, and here I sit, waiting for my revenge on my broth.."
Knives trailed off.
"Your brother?! Vash is your brother?"
"Yes, unfortunately. That sniveling weakling should have killed me. Damn him..Damn him to hell!" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
Vash awoke quietly to the sound of Meryl's voice. She was telling him they had arrived at their destination. Vash sat up groggily.
"Here already?" he mumbled, and got up.
He went into the bathroom, and stepped into the shower. Milly and Meryl waited patiently for him to finish. About thirty minutes later, he finished and came out. Meryl and Milly followed Vash out the door. The ramp was open, leading down to the ground below. They walked down, slowly toward the town of Maypalm. All the people looked up at them, and whispered to themselves about Vash. Suddenly a big explosion rocked the steamer. A group of bandits rushed around, firing on the civilians. At least five fell to the ground. Vash jumped off the bridge, and fired, knocking one of the bandits' guns out of his hand. Another came from behind.
"Can't you all learn!" Vash yelled, "Why can't you just accept peace and love. Money isn't everything. Why won't you understand that!"
He fired on another one of the outlaws, but this time, for the first time in a very long time, Vash missed his mark. The bullet collided straight into the victims upper body, shooting him straight through the heart.
"Gene!" one of his partners yelled.
The man ran for him, and pulled a rifle from his trench coat. He fired at the Vash, but was so enraged at him he didn't even aim. The man fired blindly at him, until his bullets were drained. Vash fired a shot, and hit him in the hand. He released the gun, and fell to the ground. A tear came from Vash's eye.
"I'm sorry," Vash said coldly.
"Sorry won't bring him back, you son of a bitch!"
The sheriff and his officers had already arrived, and had taken a few of the outlaws into custody.
"Good job, man," One of the deputies said to Vash, "all except this one."
"No, if one dies, it's just as important as if all of them die. I wish I could stop this, this senseless killing. Why does it have to continue?"
"Vash, there is nothing you could have done," Meryl said to him, "Accidents happen."
"Yes Mr. Vash. Sorry to say but they do," Milly repeated her counterpart.
"It didn't use too, "Vash told them, and silently walked away.
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Ed and Ein ran across the desert, hoping to catch up to Jet and Spike. They ran into a town, which from their point of view, seemed empty. Suddenly, a low rumble was heard. In the distance Ed could see Jet, but not only Jet, but a large mob as well, which was shooting and throwing objects at him.
"Found him!" Ed exclaimed as she jumped all over Ein.
"What did I do to deserve this!" Jet screamed, "All I wanted to know was where Vash resided. It seems he isn't wanted for his money here!"
Jet ran by; closely followed by the mob.
Ed pointed and yelled "After him!" and the girl and dog ran closely behind them.
(Sorry for the wait, I've had school, among other things. I hope to keep writing on this fic and hope you continue to review it.)
Spike followed the hooded man for an hour, until they cam to an old model, beat up, car. The man climbed in front, while Spike sat promptly in the passenger side.
"So, where the heck are you taking me?" Spike questioned.
"I told you, Vash. But we have to catch him first," the man replied.
"You seem to have a grudge against him, and also, I still haven't asked, what is you name, stranger?"
The man hesitated. He looked at Spike.
"I guess I can trust you," he said, "MY name is Knives. And my story, you asked? Well, it's a long one. All I'll say is Vash was supposed to kill me, those ten years ago, but he didn't, and here I sit, waiting for my revenge on my broth.."
Knives trailed off.
"Your brother?! Vash is your brother?"
"Yes, unfortunately. That sniveling weakling should have killed me. Damn him..Damn him to hell!" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________
Vash awoke quietly to the sound of Meryl's voice. She was telling him they had arrived at their destination. Vash sat up groggily.
"Here already?" he mumbled, and got up.
He went into the bathroom, and stepped into the shower. Milly and Meryl waited patiently for him to finish. About thirty minutes later, he finished and came out. Meryl and Milly followed Vash out the door. The ramp was open, leading down to the ground below. They walked down, slowly toward the town of Maypalm. All the people looked up at them, and whispered to themselves about Vash. Suddenly a big explosion rocked the steamer. A group of bandits rushed around, firing on the civilians. At least five fell to the ground. Vash jumped off the bridge, and fired, knocking one of the bandits' guns out of his hand. Another came from behind.
"Can't you all learn!" Vash yelled, "Why can't you just accept peace and love. Money isn't everything. Why won't you understand that!"
He fired on another one of the outlaws, but this time, for the first time in a very long time, Vash missed his mark. The bullet collided straight into the victims upper body, shooting him straight through the heart.
"Gene!" one of his partners yelled.
The man ran for him, and pulled a rifle from his trench coat. He fired at the Vash, but was so enraged at him he didn't even aim. The man fired blindly at him, until his bullets were drained. Vash fired a shot, and hit him in the hand. He released the gun, and fell to the ground. A tear came from Vash's eye.
"I'm sorry," Vash said coldly.
"Sorry won't bring him back, you son of a bitch!"
The sheriff and his officers had already arrived, and had taken a few of the outlaws into custody.
"Good job, man," One of the deputies said to Vash, "all except this one."
"No, if one dies, it's just as important as if all of them die. I wish I could stop this, this senseless killing. Why does it have to continue?"
"Vash, there is nothing you could have done," Meryl said to him, "Accidents happen."
"Yes Mr. Vash. Sorry to say but they do," Milly repeated her counterpart.
"It didn't use too, "Vash told them, and silently walked away.
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Ed and Ein ran across the desert, hoping to catch up to Jet and Spike. They ran into a town, which from their point of view, seemed empty. Suddenly, a low rumble was heard. In the distance Ed could see Jet, but not only Jet, but a large mob as well, which was shooting and throwing objects at him.
"Found him!" Ed exclaimed as she jumped all over Ein.
"What did I do to deserve this!" Jet screamed, "All I wanted to know was where Vash resided. It seems he isn't wanted for his money here!"
Jet ran by; closely followed by the mob.
Ed pointed and yelled "After him!" and the girl and dog ran closely behind them.
(Sorry for the wait, I've had school, among other things. I hope to keep writing on this fic and hope you continue to review it.)