A/N: Before I begin, one of my reviewers notified me that Trigun actually ended with Vash getting back to Millie and Meryl and that Adult Swim cut that out o it for some reason I wasn't told. This means my efforts are in vain but, since I'm still probably annoying the living daylights outta my camp buddy Rem-chan by turning Knives into a second Vash I'm happy! ^_^
The End
By Alicia Maxwell
Several weeks had passed since Vash had checked Knives into the hospital. Knives was making, what the doctors called, "miraculous progress in recovering." However, Vash knew there was nothing miraculous about it. It was just Knives getting better at the typical speed of their type.
About a month and a half after coming to this town, Knives was well enough to be checked out and the brothers headed out on the road again.
"Where are we going, Vash?" Knives asked.
"You're going to meet a few friends of mine. I promised the girls I'd come back after I dealt with you," Vash answered.
"Girls?" Knives blinked. "Vash! You have a girlfriend don't you!"
"I do not have a girlfriend!" Vash shouted.
"Then who are the girls?" Knives queried.
"Insurance agents," he replied.
"Insurance agents? What in the world do you need insurance agents for?"
"They're my friends, not employees! Their job is to basically perform round the clock surveillance on me. How I ended up under round the clock surveillance is a long story. Better if you don't ask."
"It seems like we have a long way to go to find these girls," Knives smiled. "I'm sure we have enough time for you to tell me your whole life's story."
"Okay, so you wanna know how I became known as 'The Humanoid Typhoon'? Well…"
By the time Vash finished his story, the town was already on the horizon. Vash noticed this and smiled. "I almost forget what they look like," Vash sighed.
"Who? The girls? Hey, what do the girls look like Vash?"
"The one girl's name is Millie and she has long light brown/dirty blond hair and blue eyes. She's really tall. The other's named Meryl. She has short purple hair and blue eyes."
"May I ask why you're carrying that huge cross?" Knives asked.
"I borrowed it from Millie when I left to see you. It's all she has left of Wolfwood, so, no matter what, I'm getting it back to her."
"Wolfwood?"
"He was the preacher-man I told you about. One of your men killed him," Vash frowned.
"But it's not right to take the life of another. Isn't that what Rem taught us?"
"That's exactly right Knives. Rem did teach us that the right to take life away, no matter whose life it is, is not our right."
Soon the brothers were in town, walking down the streets toward the center of the town. Then, before Vash even saw her coming, Millie popped up in his face.
"Mister Vash! You came back alive! I knew you would come back!" Millie hugged him tightly.
"That's nice Millie but I can't breathe. Please let go," Vash struggled to break free and succeeded.
"And who is this?" Millie asked, turning toward Knives.
"Uh well… this is… Knives."
"Knives!?" Millie shrieked.
"I'm sorry Millie."
"What did you say?" she blinked curiously at Knives.
"I said I'm sorry! I don't remember most of my life including my recent past but Vash says I had someone killed who was a friend of yours. For that, I'm sorry."
"Vash?" Meryl blinked as she stepped onto the porch. "Is it really you?"
"Yep it's me! Oh, and here's the cross back Millie," Vash handed the cross over to Millie.
"You brought it back! Oh thank you, Mister Vash!" she hoisted the cross over her shoulder. "Meryl, meet Mister Vash's brother, Mister Knives. Mister Knives, this is my partner, Meryl Stryfe."
"Pleased to meet you Miss Stryfe," Knives smiled politely. "Oh and you can just call me Knives, Miss Millie. I think Mister Knives sounds a little stupid."
"Okay and you can call me Millie, Millie Thompson," Millie replied.
"Uh… Vash? May I have a word with you inside?" Meryl asked.
"Huh?" Vash blinked. "Sure. I'll be right back, okay bro?"
"Take your time, Vash," Knives said as he started up a pleasant conversation with Millie.
"Vash, what the hell are you doing!?" Meryl whispered angrily once she shut the door behind them. "This man you brought with you is more that a humanoid typhoon! He's a humanoid typhoon on a homicidal rampage!"
"He's changed, Meryl, I swear. He doesn't remember a thing about the last one hundred twenty-some years. All he remembers is being an innocent child and then waking up in a hospital. Once you get to know him, you'll realize he's almost exactly like me now… except without the humanoid typhoon stuff."
"I'll believe it once I see it!" Meryl yelled, storming out the front door and down the block.
"Meryl! Meryl! Where are you going?" Millie ran after her.
Knives, having lost his previous companion, decided to step inside and talk with Vash. "Got a problem?"
"She's… still scared of you," Vash replied.
"She's cute. I like her," Knives said.
"Meryl!?" Vash shouted.
"No. Millie. Meryl's all yours, you don't have to worry about that," Knives laughed.
"Hey, I didn't say I wanted Meryl!"
"Something tells me you do."
"I do not!"
"Hey Vash? Can you fix my hair?"
"Fix it?"
"Yeah. I want my hair to look like yours. That is okay with you isn't it Vash?"
"Sure! I'll go get the scissors and the super glue!" Vash ran off.
"Super… glue? Vash! Is there any way I can't get my hair like that without gluing it? I don't wanna put glue in my hair! Vash!"