A moment later, Vash and Meryl were sitting next to each other on the Ferris Wheel ride. The ride operator pulled the lever and gave them a thumbs up. Meryl laughed nervously as she saw that. Vash lifted a finger up as he yelled toward the operator, "Hey! Stop it at the top!"
The operator nodded and when Vash and Meryl's seats were at the highest point of the ride, the operator pulled the lever again to have the wheel halt at the top. Meryl looked around to see the ride and the people. So many lights, so many sounds. She exhaled slowly as she said, "It's so pretty..."
Vash nodded as he looked down at everything. He let out a pleasured sigh before he felt a jolt run through his spine. He felt Meryl's hand lock fingers with his. He looked toward the blue haired girl, eyes locked once again. They began to move their lips toward each other. Merly shut her eyes as she waited for Vash to kiss her.
The romantic scene was disturbed by screams of pain and shrieks of terror. Vash and Meryl quickly looked down to see a crowd of people, running frantically. "MURDERER! RUN! RUN!" A man yelled before a knife suddenly pierced his throat. In one end and out the other. Vash watched in horror as more knives flew into the people. Blood flying everywhere to turn the once enjoyable scene into a morbid one.
Suddenly, a figure in a long black trench coat stepped out of the shadows. On it's head was a top hat, the brim of the hat hiding the face of the figure. In one hand, the being held the wrist of a young boy. In the other, it held a large machete. With amazing skill, the machete was twirled in between the fingers of the figure. "VASH THE STAMPEDE. IF YOU ARE HERE, THEN I DEMAND YOU TO COME OUT NOW." A female voice boomed from the the figure.
The little boy began to cry as the girl in the trench coat slowly lifted her huge machete up. People watched from far away began to whisper as controversy was started up.
"Vash the Stampede?! The Humanoid Typhoon?!"
"What does she want with him?"
"Maybe she's his girlfriend!"
"They're both insane killers after all..."
Vash's eyes widened as the female, with her hand held up in the sky, twirled the macehete in her fingers, the blade now pointing down at the child. She would kill him in one quick stab. Meryl, still holding Vash's hand squeezed it tightly. "Vash... don't go..." she murmured. She was worried.
"I have to... if I don't... she'll kill more..." Vash said as he looked to Meryl, lifting her hand up to his lips and kissing it softly. "Sorry. I won't allow anymore to die...", with that, Vash released Meryl's hand and leapt out of the Ferris wheel. Everyone watched as Vash's red trench coat fluttered in the air. More whispers and ooh's and ahh's.
With a loud stomp, Vash landed on the ground, standing perfectly with a frown on his face. The female's voice rang out again... this time, it sounded familiar.
"What are you doing...? Where is Vash the Stampede..."
"I am Vash the Stampede."
"Cut the crap..."
"... what do you mean?"
"...."
A moment of silence. The suddenly picked up and the females black trench coat danced against it. She let the boys wrist go and the child ran, jumping over the bodies that lay on the floor. Vash still couldn't see this woman's eyes and only the bottom half of her face was visible.
"Why did you kill these people?" Vash asked. She slowly raised her hand and Vash hesistated. His hand shifted over to the left of his trench coat. That's where his hoster holding that long, silver .45 revolver was sitting. He didn't want to draw, but he knew this girl was dangerous. She had exact precision with those knives. None of the one's she threw had missed their targets.
"I should be asking you the same question... destroyer of The City, July!" she countered. Vash felt his stomach hurting again. Pictures ran through his head... him and Knives... him firing at Knives... a large powerful blast that destroyed the whole City of July.
The girl growled as she pinched the brim of the hat, slowly lifted it up to reveal her whole face and those green eyes. Vash's eyes widened in shock and suprise. "MARY ANNE!?" The girl he had run into earlier... it was her? The knife throwing maniac was the innocent little girl he had accidently knocked down this afternoon? "What are you doing?! Mary Anne?!"
Mary Anne sighed softly as she lifted up the top hat. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders and she frowned at Vash as another breeze pressed against her back. Her hair whipped about her as she placed the top hat back on. "Getting revenge for over a thousand people.... now prepare to die... VASH THE STAMPEDE!"
The operator nodded and when Vash and Meryl's seats were at the highest point of the ride, the operator pulled the lever again to have the wheel halt at the top. Meryl looked around to see the ride and the people. So many lights, so many sounds. She exhaled slowly as she said, "It's so pretty..."
Vash nodded as he looked down at everything. He let out a pleasured sigh before he felt a jolt run through his spine. He felt Meryl's hand lock fingers with his. He looked toward the blue haired girl, eyes locked once again. They began to move their lips toward each other. Merly shut her eyes as she waited for Vash to kiss her.
The romantic scene was disturbed by screams of pain and shrieks of terror. Vash and Meryl quickly looked down to see a crowd of people, running frantically. "MURDERER! RUN! RUN!" A man yelled before a knife suddenly pierced his throat. In one end and out the other. Vash watched in horror as more knives flew into the people. Blood flying everywhere to turn the once enjoyable scene into a morbid one.
Suddenly, a figure in a long black trench coat stepped out of the shadows. On it's head was a top hat, the brim of the hat hiding the face of the figure. In one hand, the being held the wrist of a young boy. In the other, it held a large machete. With amazing skill, the machete was twirled in between the fingers of the figure. "VASH THE STAMPEDE. IF YOU ARE HERE, THEN I DEMAND YOU TO COME OUT NOW." A female voice boomed from the the figure.
The little boy began to cry as the girl in the trench coat slowly lifted her huge machete up. People watched from far away began to whisper as controversy was started up.
"Vash the Stampede?! The Humanoid Typhoon?!"
"What does she want with him?"
"Maybe she's his girlfriend!"
"They're both insane killers after all..."
Vash's eyes widened as the female, with her hand held up in the sky, twirled the macehete in her fingers, the blade now pointing down at the child. She would kill him in one quick stab. Meryl, still holding Vash's hand squeezed it tightly. "Vash... don't go..." she murmured. She was worried.
"I have to... if I don't... she'll kill more..." Vash said as he looked to Meryl, lifting her hand up to his lips and kissing it softly. "Sorry. I won't allow anymore to die...", with that, Vash released Meryl's hand and leapt out of the Ferris wheel. Everyone watched as Vash's red trench coat fluttered in the air. More whispers and ooh's and ahh's.
With a loud stomp, Vash landed on the ground, standing perfectly with a frown on his face. The female's voice rang out again... this time, it sounded familiar.
"What are you doing...? Where is Vash the Stampede..."
"I am Vash the Stampede."
"Cut the crap..."
"... what do you mean?"
"...."
A moment of silence. The suddenly picked up and the females black trench coat danced against it. She let the boys wrist go and the child ran, jumping over the bodies that lay on the floor. Vash still couldn't see this woman's eyes and only the bottom half of her face was visible.
"Why did you kill these people?" Vash asked. She slowly raised her hand and Vash hesistated. His hand shifted over to the left of his trench coat. That's where his hoster holding that long, silver .45 revolver was sitting. He didn't want to draw, but he knew this girl was dangerous. She had exact precision with those knives. None of the one's she threw had missed their targets.
"I should be asking you the same question... destroyer of The City, July!" she countered. Vash felt his stomach hurting again. Pictures ran through his head... him and Knives... him firing at Knives... a large powerful blast that destroyed the whole City of July.
The girl growled as she pinched the brim of the hat, slowly lifted it up to reveal her whole face and those green eyes. Vash's eyes widened in shock and suprise. "MARY ANNE!?" The girl he had run into earlier... it was her? The knife throwing maniac was the innocent little girl he had accidently knocked down this afternoon? "What are you doing?! Mary Anne?!"
Mary Anne sighed softly as she lifted up the top hat. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders and she frowned at Vash as another breeze pressed against her back. Her hair whipped about her as she placed the top hat back on. "Getting revenge for over a thousand people.... now prepare to die... VASH THE STAMPEDE!"