Disclaimer: Trigun and it's characters do not belong to me. They belong to someone else entirely, I'm just having fun. Thank you.

Notes: A few small things. 1) this is set at a very specific time point, it's set as Vash finally kills someone and pulls the trigger on Legato. That exact moment. The words 'said' in this are telepathic speech. 2) There is some slight K/L in this, hardly anything really, but I thought I might mention it. 3) I've only watched Trigun once, please forgive any mistakes. This is also my first Trigun fanfic, please support me by writing a review. If I get three or more I'll put up another Trigun fic, promise!

Sound Death

By Yma

So, my finger pulls the trigger.

The pebble of lead, the bullet, falls into place, ready to shoot.

Metal strikes flint, composing the music of gunfire, hard in my ears. The energy forcing the bullet through the barrel, out into cold air.

The bullet reaches his head before the sound of gunfire ends, rippling those azure locks, going deeper into the bone, breaking the face, destroying his world.

The blood stains the skull, breaking and spaying against skin and bone.

Life, broken into shards, the bullet goes deeper and deeper, into the brain, sounding over and over, gold eyes widen, then start to close.

His hold on the villagers breaks, they move apart, as everything moves apart at these signals.

The insubstantial soul is racing to the sky, abandoning the shallow shell of his body, broken by the pebble of lead in his brain.

His voice from somewhere reaches my ears, the final break in the smooth song of his life, Legato's last words.

'Take care of Knives.'

My lost limb lies dead, only the last impression of his spirit is left to me, I know what I have done, but not what I should do.

Well then, the song that has destroyed everything echoes into the dying sky.

Sound death.

Please RnR!