Oooh this popped into my head as I was eating dinner tonite and I just had
to get it down on paper. Hope you like it. I again thought things were
getting too slow so I decided to spice it up some.
(I mean really do any of us tire of watching Knives save the day? I hope not!)
Yeah I know my last chapter was stricken with spelling mistakes, my spell check is not acting right. And I'm beginning to think I do have some dislexic tendandcies. So ignore the mistakes if you find them I tired to get them all.
Any way read review enjoy!
Chapter 16
Vash was dropped off in a town not too far from the cave Knives, and him had camped in. The town was small and relatively quiet. Everything looked quiet and peaceful. Vash was almost positive Knives hadn't come through here. He helped the older man who had given him a ride with his supplies, and asked if he knew where the towns bar was.
"Other side of town, biggest building here, ya can't miss it." he answered as he drove off.
Vash waved goodbye and walked to about the middle of town where he saw a large bustling building, full of noise.
Vash walked in, and sat at the bar, "a glass of water please!" he chirped.
The bartender shook his head, and handed him a glass of water, "If you're not gonna drink anything harder than water I suggest you be on your way. I prefer paying customers."
Vash gulped the cool water down, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Ah, that's better. I'm sorry sir, I'm actually passing through, I'm looking for somone. I'll be happy to buy somthing if you can give me some information."
The bartender arched an eyebrow, "depends on who you're looking for" he held a bottle of whiskey, ready to pour if he had the informtaion this stranger wanted.
"I'm looking for my brother, he's my height, with blue eyes, and very blonde..." Vash was cut short as the bartender let go of the bottle, causing it to shatter on the floor.
"You-..you look just like him...except different....but you definately look like him." the bartender stammered wide eyed.
"Oh so you've seen him? Could you tell me when you saw him last? He's very dangerous, I need to find him as soon as possible."
"He was ah...umm, here last night. He drank an entire bottle of my best whiskey."
"Knives was here last night, and he was drinking!?" Vash laughed out loud, "you've gotta be talking about someone else. My brother doesn't drink."
"Well I know who you look like, and I know that he was in here last night. Three sheets to the wind. He's a scary guy, I was glad to see Cora come and get him. I wasn't looking forward to throwing him out when it came to closing time. Not sure I could hav-"
Vash stood up, panick stricken, "wait, you said a girl came and got him...What girl? Where does she live? Tell me now!" he yelled.
"About a mile east of town...a big white house." the bartender whispered.
Vash bolted out of the bar. He ran the entire mile, his lungs burning and ready to catch fire by the time he arrived at the house.
He walked up to the door and banged on it, "Knives, Knives it's me open the door now!"
No one answered. Vash circled the house and noticed tire tracks, he bent down and studied them. They were fresh, only an hour or so old he figured. They went west, towards town.
"I just left there, I have to run all the way back?" he whined.
***
Knives and Cora had gotten restless, and decided a trip to town would be best. Besides they were running out of food, and were in need of supplies. Cora had written a very long list of the things they needed, they would be there all day if she didn't hurry the process.
"Here, " she tore the list in half giving the bottom half to Knives. "go get this half, and I'll go get my half and we'll meet back here in an hour."
Knives opened his mouth, ready to protest. But Cora was already heading towards her first destiniation. Knives shook his head and went to buy the things on his list.
Cora was halfway done with her half of the list. Her hands full; she went to put the bags in the back of her truck. She noticied other bags already in the truck bed, and smiled. Knives was doing his half of the shopping as well.
She turned, ready to finsih her shopping, except a large man stopped her in her tracks.
Cora smiled politely, "excuse me."
The man didn't budge, instead he stared down at her, giving her a toothless grin, "I was wondering when you'd bring your scrawny butt, back to town in the daylight."
Cora looked at him confused, "do I know you?" she huffed.
"No but you know my brother Ben...at least you knew my brother. I'm Nate, and it seems I've inheritend his gang, and all their debts.... Including yours."
Cora dropped her list, scared and confused.
"What? You thought that was a done deal? You stupid bitch. Your man goes and kills my brother and few of his men and you think it's over?"
Cora frantically searched the crowd, hoping that Knives would be there ready to swoop in and take care of this. But he was no where to be seen.
"What er you looking for? Your boyfriend to come out and save you? Trust me he won't have the chance to."
For being a large man he was fast. Cora barely saw him raise his hand before she tumbled into darkness.
The large man threw her over his shoulder, and tossed her like a ragdoll into his truck. His guards that had waited for him filed into the back. With squealing tires he drove out of sight.
A half hour later, Knives returned arms full of the last items on his list. He dropped the bags in the back and felt a twinge in his stomach. Something wasn't right.
A gust of air blew a piece of paper towards Knives making it catch on his shoe. He picked it up, it was Cora's half of the list.
She had probably just dropped it. He searched the crowd for her but she was nowhere.
He turned and faced the truck, somthing just didn't feel right. That was when somthing caught his eye. Somthing no one but him could have ever picked up on. On the back of the truck bed door, was a small red splatter, that was almost dry. He touched it and brought it to his eyes for closer inspection.
Blood.
The twinge in his stomach worsened. Who would have dared taken her? For a few minutes his head was in a panick. Not knowing where to start looking. Who knows when she had been taken. He stood there trying to clear his thoughts when he heared somone talking to him.
"They took her.." a small voice said. Knives looked down and saw a little girl standing next to him. He took a step back.
"Who took her human, speak now!" he demanded, the little girl jumped. Knives took a deep breath and tried his hardest to look unmenacing.
"A big man in a blue truck, hit the lady that was standing there. He drove off that way." she pointed a grubby finger towards the outside of town.
Knives ignored everything the littel girl said after that. He had his hand on the door handle when he again heared a voice. This one was more familiar to him.
"KNIVES!"
Knives shook his head, "Damnit brother, you never listen do you." he said under his breath, angrily.
Vash stood a few yards away, dirty and breathing hard, "don't move Knives."
Knives turned to face his brother, his patience had long since checked out, "leave me alone brother! I have no time to deal with your whining right now!" he yelled.
"Oh yes you do. I'm not letting you go anywhere." Vash held his ground.
Knives was seeing red. Cora; his Cora was out there, needing his help. And the only thing that stood in his way was his idiot brother.
"Brother you don't understand. I have to go." Knives approached his twin, readying himself to beat the daylights out of Vash if he had to.
"No, you're coming with me. I have get you out of here, before somone gets hurt. Like that girl you're staying with."
Just the sound of him saying "that girl" was enough to send him into a rage he had never felt. "The only person who is going to get hurt brother is you." Knives clenched his fists.
"I can't let you stay with her, you've caused everyone in this town enough trouble." Vash grabbed Knives by the arm, which was his worst mistake.
Knives sucker punched Vash in the gut, and threw him to the ground. Vash gasped as the air in his lungs disappeared. He heared a familiar click. Knives had his gun pointed at Vash's forhead.
"I need to go. You're wasting time. She could be hurt..or worse." he yelled.
"Who's hurt what have you done?" Vash gasped.
Knives shook his head. His idiot brother just didn't get it. He gave Vash a good punch in the jaw.
"I haven't done anything you stupid shit! But you need to let me go or else she'll be.." he couldn't finish the sentence, the anger bubbling inside him making it hard to even think straight.
"Who," Vash whimpered spitting out blood, along with the remnants of a shattered molar.
"Cora." Knives yelled.
It was getting clear in Vash's head what was going on, he decided to test it hoping he'd get the right reaction out of his brother. "why do you want to save a worthless human? I thought you'd be glad to see a human die."
His answer was another powerful punch to the stomach, "because I said so! You ignorant piece of garbage! Now if you don't let me go and find her, I will skin you alive and kill every person in this town." Knives bent close to his brothers ear, his voice dripping with hatred...and a littel fear as well.
"Don't get me wrong, I still hate humans; every last one of them can burn for all I care. But not that one. She's different. So you either help me or you can watch as town number three is blown to hell."
Vash coughed, and let go of Knives.
"I'll help you.." he wheezed.
"Get in the truck then." Knives said flatly.
Vash obeyed. They sat in silence for a good twenty minutes.
"You care for her then?" Vash said after his stomach had stopped hurting.
Knives said nothing. His foot on the gas pedal, and the acceleration in speed was all the answer Vash needed.
***
Cora woke up groggy. Her head ached, and she tasted the coppery, bitterness of blood in her mouth. Her hands were tied tightly behind her back, she was tethered to the wall, unable tomove very far. The light was dim, but she could tell she wasn't the only one in the room.
"So sleeping beauty has decided to wake up eh?" the large man stepped away from the shadows, he walked over and lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"What do you want?" she choked.
"I simply want you to pay for what happened to my brother. It was a simple money matter at first. But then that husband of yours had to die, and that new "boyfriend" of yours tried to call the shots. Money isn't the issue anymore, it's gone way past that."
He grinned and let her chin drop, "a few days here with me, and I'll make you wish you had died with that dead beat husband of yours." he cackled as he walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Cora sat there shaking, "Knives....I need you.." she said to herself.
***
"Knives...I need you..." her voice flooded into his head. He had heard her call out to him. His stomach dropped, she sounded cold, afraid...hurt.
He cussed at the truck for not being able to go any faster.
Vash sat there silently watching his brother. For the first time in 130 years Vash actually saw what Knives looked like afraid.
***
Yeah Vash and Knives together again what a happy reunion...well sort of. At least they didn't kill eachother! Hope you enjoyed it.
(I mean really do any of us tire of watching Knives save the day? I hope not!)
Yeah I know my last chapter was stricken with spelling mistakes, my spell check is not acting right. And I'm beginning to think I do have some dislexic tendandcies. So ignore the mistakes if you find them I tired to get them all.
Any way read review enjoy!
Chapter 16
Vash was dropped off in a town not too far from the cave Knives, and him had camped in. The town was small and relatively quiet. Everything looked quiet and peaceful. Vash was almost positive Knives hadn't come through here. He helped the older man who had given him a ride with his supplies, and asked if he knew where the towns bar was.
"Other side of town, biggest building here, ya can't miss it." he answered as he drove off.
Vash waved goodbye and walked to about the middle of town where he saw a large bustling building, full of noise.
Vash walked in, and sat at the bar, "a glass of water please!" he chirped.
The bartender shook his head, and handed him a glass of water, "If you're not gonna drink anything harder than water I suggest you be on your way. I prefer paying customers."
Vash gulped the cool water down, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Ah, that's better. I'm sorry sir, I'm actually passing through, I'm looking for somone. I'll be happy to buy somthing if you can give me some information."
The bartender arched an eyebrow, "depends on who you're looking for" he held a bottle of whiskey, ready to pour if he had the informtaion this stranger wanted.
"I'm looking for my brother, he's my height, with blue eyes, and very blonde..." Vash was cut short as the bartender let go of the bottle, causing it to shatter on the floor.
"You-..you look just like him...except different....but you definately look like him." the bartender stammered wide eyed.
"Oh so you've seen him? Could you tell me when you saw him last? He's very dangerous, I need to find him as soon as possible."
"He was ah...umm, here last night. He drank an entire bottle of my best whiskey."
"Knives was here last night, and he was drinking!?" Vash laughed out loud, "you've gotta be talking about someone else. My brother doesn't drink."
"Well I know who you look like, and I know that he was in here last night. Three sheets to the wind. He's a scary guy, I was glad to see Cora come and get him. I wasn't looking forward to throwing him out when it came to closing time. Not sure I could hav-"
Vash stood up, panick stricken, "wait, you said a girl came and got him...What girl? Where does she live? Tell me now!" he yelled.
"About a mile east of town...a big white house." the bartender whispered.
Vash bolted out of the bar. He ran the entire mile, his lungs burning and ready to catch fire by the time he arrived at the house.
He walked up to the door and banged on it, "Knives, Knives it's me open the door now!"
No one answered. Vash circled the house and noticed tire tracks, he bent down and studied them. They were fresh, only an hour or so old he figured. They went west, towards town.
"I just left there, I have to run all the way back?" he whined.
***
Knives and Cora had gotten restless, and decided a trip to town would be best. Besides they were running out of food, and were in need of supplies. Cora had written a very long list of the things they needed, they would be there all day if she didn't hurry the process.
"Here, " she tore the list in half giving the bottom half to Knives. "go get this half, and I'll go get my half and we'll meet back here in an hour."
Knives opened his mouth, ready to protest. But Cora was already heading towards her first destiniation. Knives shook his head and went to buy the things on his list.
Cora was halfway done with her half of the list. Her hands full; she went to put the bags in the back of her truck. She noticied other bags already in the truck bed, and smiled. Knives was doing his half of the shopping as well.
She turned, ready to finsih her shopping, except a large man stopped her in her tracks.
Cora smiled politely, "excuse me."
The man didn't budge, instead he stared down at her, giving her a toothless grin, "I was wondering when you'd bring your scrawny butt, back to town in the daylight."
Cora looked at him confused, "do I know you?" she huffed.
"No but you know my brother Ben...at least you knew my brother. I'm Nate, and it seems I've inheritend his gang, and all their debts.... Including yours."
Cora dropped her list, scared and confused.
"What? You thought that was a done deal? You stupid bitch. Your man goes and kills my brother and few of his men and you think it's over?"
Cora frantically searched the crowd, hoping that Knives would be there ready to swoop in and take care of this. But he was no where to be seen.
"What er you looking for? Your boyfriend to come out and save you? Trust me he won't have the chance to."
For being a large man he was fast. Cora barely saw him raise his hand before she tumbled into darkness.
The large man threw her over his shoulder, and tossed her like a ragdoll into his truck. His guards that had waited for him filed into the back. With squealing tires he drove out of sight.
A half hour later, Knives returned arms full of the last items on his list. He dropped the bags in the back and felt a twinge in his stomach. Something wasn't right.
A gust of air blew a piece of paper towards Knives making it catch on his shoe. He picked it up, it was Cora's half of the list.
She had probably just dropped it. He searched the crowd for her but she was nowhere.
He turned and faced the truck, somthing just didn't feel right. That was when somthing caught his eye. Somthing no one but him could have ever picked up on. On the back of the truck bed door, was a small red splatter, that was almost dry. He touched it and brought it to his eyes for closer inspection.
Blood.
The twinge in his stomach worsened. Who would have dared taken her? For a few minutes his head was in a panick. Not knowing where to start looking. Who knows when she had been taken. He stood there trying to clear his thoughts when he heared somone talking to him.
"They took her.." a small voice said. Knives looked down and saw a little girl standing next to him. He took a step back.
"Who took her human, speak now!" he demanded, the little girl jumped. Knives took a deep breath and tried his hardest to look unmenacing.
"A big man in a blue truck, hit the lady that was standing there. He drove off that way." she pointed a grubby finger towards the outside of town.
Knives ignored everything the littel girl said after that. He had his hand on the door handle when he again heared a voice. This one was more familiar to him.
"KNIVES!"
Knives shook his head, "Damnit brother, you never listen do you." he said under his breath, angrily.
Vash stood a few yards away, dirty and breathing hard, "don't move Knives."
Knives turned to face his brother, his patience had long since checked out, "leave me alone brother! I have no time to deal with your whining right now!" he yelled.
"Oh yes you do. I'm not letting you go anywhere." Vash held his ground.
Knives was seeing red. Cora; his Cora was out there, needing his help. And the only thing that stood in his way was his idiot brother.
"Brother you don't understand. I have to go." Knives approached his twin, readying himself to beat the daylights out of Vash if he had to.
"No, you're coming with me. I have get you out of here, before somone gets hurt. Like that girl you're staying with."
Just the sound of him saying "that girl" was enough to send him into a rage he had never felt. "The only person who is going to get hurt brother is you." Knives clenched his fists.
"I can't let you stay with her, you've caused everyone in this town enough trouble." Vash grabbed Knives by the arm, which was his worst mistake.
Knives sucker punched Vash in the gut, and threw him to the ground. Vash gasped as the air in his lungs disappeared. He heared a familiar click. Knives had his gun pointed at Vash's forhead.
"I need to go. You're wasting time. She could be hurt..or worse." he yelled.
"Who's hurt what have you done?" Vash gasped.
Knives shook his head. His idiot brother just didn't get it. He gave Vash a good punch in the jaw.
"I haven't done anything you stupid shit! But you need to let me go or else she'll be.." he couldn't finish the sentence, the anger bubbling inside him making it hard to even think straight.
"Who," Vash whimpered spitting out blood, along with the remnants of a shattered molar.
"Cora." Knives yelled.
It was getting clear in Vash's head what was going on, he decided to test it hoping he'd get the right reaction out of his brother. "why do you want to save a worthless human? I thought you'd be glad to see a human die."
His answer was another powerful punch to the stomach, "because I said so! You ignorant piece of garbage! Now if you don't let me go and find her, I will skin you alive and kill every person in this town." Knives bent close to his brothers ear, his voice dripping with hatred...and a littel fear as well.
"Don't get me wrong, I still hate humans; every last one of them can burn for all I care. But not that one. She's different. So you either help me or you can watch as town number three is blown to hell."
Vash coughed, and let go of Knives.
"I'll help you.." he wheezed.
"Get in the truck then." Knives said flatly.
Vash obeyed. They sat in silence for a good twenty minutes.
"You care for her then?" Vash said after his stomach had stopped hurting.
Knives said nothing. His foot on the gas pedal, and the acceleration in speed was all the answer Vash needed.
***
Cora woke up groggy. Her head ached, and she tasted the coppery, bitterness of blood in her mouth. Her hands were tied tightly behind her back, she was tethered to the wall, unable tomove very far. The light was dim, but she could tell she wasn't the only one in the room.
"So sleeping beauty has decided to wake up eh?" the large man stepped away from the shadows, he walked over and lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"What do you want?" she choked.
"I simply want you to pay for what happened to my brother. It was a simple money matter at first. But then that husband of yours had to die, and that new "boyfriend" of yours tried to call the shots. Money isn't the issue anymore, it's gone way past that."
He grinned and let her chin drop, "a few days here with me, and I'll make you wish you had died with that dead beat husband of yours." he cackled as he walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Cora sat there shaking, "Knives....I need you.." she said to herself.
***
"Knives...I need you..." her voice flooded into his head. He had heard her call out to him. His stomach dropped, she sounded cold, afraid...hurt.
He cussed at the truck for not being able to go any faster.
Vash sat there silently watching his brother. For the first time in 130 years Vash actually saw what Knives looked like afraid.
***
Yeah Vash and Knives together again what a happy reunion...well sort of. At least they didn't kill eachother! Hope you enjoyed it.