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A/N: Here's chapter 20...oh, and a warning...THIS CHAPTER HAS EPISODES 23, 24, & 26 SPOILERS!!! If you have not seen these episodes, I strongly suggest that, if you don't want them ruined for you (somewhat), then skip to the next chapter, otherwise, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Enjoy!
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Meryl walked back into the hotel room and across to where Knives sat, sitting next to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling a slight tension in her lover.
"Vash and his love interest are coming for a visit in two days," said Knives, glancing at Meryl out of the corner of his eye.
"Oh, that's wonderful!" exclaimed Meryl, tightening her grip on Knives, only to be slightly pushed away from him.
"After all, we do have to meet this new love of his. Give him our approval, you know?"
"I'm sure that she's a nice person and will be good to our Vash. Knives, what's bothering you? You seem awfully tense."
"I've been holding a grudge against Vash for not joining me in my venture to rid this desert planet of all humans, and for him shooting me those one hundred and thirty years ago. And now I feel as though we'll never be close like we were as children.
"All the nights I crawled into bed with him, crying from a nightmare, he wrapped his arms around me and showed me brotherly love and compassion. He stayed with me at night while I cried after one of that spider's, Steve's, beatings and tirades of how I was a monster and how he hated me and would kill me if he could.
"Vash was there for me when no one else was, and I tried to destroy his life. I killed the one spider that he cared about, that woman Rem. I re- routed the project SEEDS ship's course and caused all of the ships to crash onto this desert planet, but she saved most of the people, and I was angry about that.
"About ten years later, I made out prize possessions, our .45 revolvers, which contain a dark matter that unleashes our Angel Arms, a weapon of mass annihilation. Vash became frightened of the power that we wielded and after an argument, he shot me in the leg, betrayed me, and he ran away.
"I then decided that I would make Vash suffer for all of eternity, so I began the formation of the Gung-Ho Guns. About eighty years after our little 'argument', we crossed paths in July after I had murdered one of Rem's incessant descendants. We fought and I showed him the true power he wielded by unleashing his Angel Arm, which, in turn, severely injured me and destroyed the city of July.
"After that incident, I had my faithful servants attack him, but they failed horribly, so, in return, I had my most faithful, Legato Bluesummers, kill them one by one, and in the end he died from the bullet to his head from Vash. He killed Legato to save you and your large friend.
"I still stopped at nothing, and in our final battle, which I thought I had won, Vash shot me several times and I thought for sure he would leave me for dead, but he didn't. He threw off his coat and carried me back into the city, saying all the while that he forgave me for everything that I had ever done to him.
"He forgave me, and what do I do? I hold a damned grudge."
"Knives, you changed after that, and Vash knows that you are a different person now. I think that this visit will do some good for the both of you. Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Look, I'm going to go for a walk and then to get dinner. I'll be back in a little while."
"Would you like me to go with you?"
"No, you just stay here. Don't worry, I'll come back."
Knives kissed Meryl on her cheek and left the room, leaving Meryl in a state of worry for her distraught lover. He walked out of the hotel and into the town which was still bustling with activity. The two suns had not set yet and he smiled to himself as he walked to a cliff nearby to watch the glorious sight.
He sat on the rocky surface and leaned back, bracing himself with his hands, closing his eyes and remembering the days that he and Vash would spend in the Recreational Room back on the project SEEDS ship.
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"Isn't it beautiful, Knives?"
Knives opened his eyes and turned his head in response to his brother's question, smiling at his brother's innocent question.
"Yes, Vash, it is beautiful."
"Is this what our Eden will be like, Knives?"
"Of course, Vash, because you and I will be living in it."
"Yeah, you're right."
Vash turned away from Knives and stared up at the "sky" above them, his large teal eyes full of happiness and serenity. Knives did the same and thought quietly to himself.
We will make this our Eden...just you and me Vash...just you and me...
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The two suns were slowly falling below the horizon to the rise of the first of the five moons. Knives breathed in deeply and stared at the beautiful setting of the suns, noticing, for the first time, how marvelous and spectacular a sight it truly is.
No wonder Vash loves watching this so much.
The peace and serenity that L.R. Town had added to making the sight a true spectacle that everyone should experience once in their lifetime. As Knives thought about all of these things and reflected on his past, tears slowly formed in his eyes and slowly began to graze his cheeks.
It pained him terribly to remember how he once wanted to destroy every human being that walked this desert planet, and how he had wanted his brother to suffer for their mishaps and for the times that Vash had shot him. Why had he been like that, he would never know.
Vash had redeemed him from his old ways and showed him a new way of life. Knives hadn't been receptive at first, his body still full of hate and scorn for Vash and all man-kind. It had taken him about a year before he finally warmed up to his brother and the two insurance girls, and it had taken him that entire year to admit that he had kept Wolfwood alive after his battle with Chapel the Evergreen.
I never really understood why I had kept him alive, but something inside of me told me that I couldn't let him die, and I secretly took him from the church and healed him, not understanding why I couldn't let him die, and then I realized why on the day he returned home from hiding and to the tall girl. When they saw each other, there had never been so many tears and squeals of joy.
He never understood how they made the relationship work, seeing as Wolfwood was about three years older than Millie, but he never questioned it. That day was they day that Knives had truly been redeemed.
The two suns had finally set and two of the five moons hung serenely in the night sky, surrounded by stars. Knives pushed himself up off of the ground and climbed off of the cliff, making his way back to the hotel and to his worried fiancé, stopping at a diner on the way and picking up something for dinner for the two of them.
"Can I help you?" asked the man behind the counter.
"What is your specialty?" asked Knives as he leaned over the counter.
"Well, I would suggest the club sandwiches or the chicken," replied the man behind the counter as he slowly dried a glass.
"Give me two of the club sandwich meals and two bottles of water to go."
"That all?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"Your total comes to twelve double dollars and two c cents."
Knives pulled his wallet out of his pocket and paid the man behind the counter and sat at a table while he waited for his food to be brought to him. He couldn't help but notice the number of people that were dining in this little "hole in the wall" as he heard some refer to it as. As he watched the people eat and chat and enjoy each other's company, he couldn't help but notice one man who sat alone by the window.
As Knives continued to stare at him, he thought he saw a familiarity in the man, and dropped his jaw in horror as he realized the familiarity. It couldn't be him, he was dead. He took a bullet to his head and surely he couldn't survive that. It just wasn't possible. But who could mistake that hair and those eyes, those empty eyes that he always had, full of hate and pain. Knives shook his head and took his gaze off of the man. It couldn't be him, it just couldn't be.
"Here's your order, sir," said a tall blonde girl holding a large white paper bag in her hand.
"Thank you," said Knives, standing and taking the bag from the girl, giving her two double dollars as a tip and leaving the diner, relieved as he did.
He couldn't help but wonder about the man in the diner as he walked back to the hotel in the light of the five moons positioned in the sky. Why did he still cross Knives' mind? He knew it couldn't be him, but why did he have that gut wrenching feeling that it was and could very well be him?
He walked into the lobby of the hotel and to the elevators, pushing the up button and taking the elevator up to the third floor where his and Meryl's room was. He exited the elevator and walked down the hall to their room, unlocking the door and walking in to the sound of the shower running. He placed the food on the small round table at the other end of the room and sat in one of the chairs that were placed around it, waiting anxiously for Meryl to finish her shower and come eat with him.
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The lone man across watched as the blonde man who had been staring at him left the diner and walked across the town to the nearby hotel. He laughed to himself as he put another bite of food into his mouth and watched the people in the diner as they walked in and out, cheerful and garrulous.
How he hated them all. He wished he would have killed them all that day when he had the chance to. He had control of their minds and could have them do as he wished, but instead he let them live and allowed Vash the Stampede to shoot him. He placed his hand over the bandage that covered the wound and winced from the pain that shot through his body.
He rose from his table and left the money he owed along with a tip and left the diner, leaving the town behind him. He knew that he and the blonde man would cross paths again, sooner than the blonde man would want to.
A/N: I hope that I got the name of the town right and the types of guns that Knives and Vash have right...if I didn't, then please don't hurt me. Well, how did you like that chapter? The only way I will know is if you review, so review!!
A/N: Here's chapter 20...oh, and a warning...THIS CHAPTER HAS EPISODES 23, 24, & 26 SPOILERS!!! If you have not seen these episodes, I strongly suggest that, if you don't want them ruined for you (somewhat), then skip to the next chapter, otherwise, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Enjoy!
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Meryl walked back into the hotel room and across to where Knives sat, sitting next to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling a slight tension in her lover.
"Vash and his love interest are coming for a visit in two days," said Knives, glancing at Meryl out of the corner of his eye.
"Oh, that's wonderful!" exclaimed Meryl, tightening her grip on Knives, only to be slightly pushed away from him.
"After all, we do have to meet this new love of his. Give him our approval, you know?"
"I'm sure that she's a nice person and will be good to our Vash. Knives, what's bothering you? You seem awfully tense."
"I've been holding a grudge against Vash for not joining me in my venture to rid this desert planet of all humans, and for him shooting me those one hundred and thirty years ago. And now I feel as though we'll never be close like we were as children.
"All the nights I crawled into bed with him, crying from a nightmare, he wrapped his arms around me and showed me brotherly love and compassion. He stayed with me at night while I cried after one of that spider's, Steve's, beatings and tirades of how I was a monster and how he hated me and would kill me if he could.
"Vash was there for me when no one else was, and I tried to destroy his life. I killed the one spider that he cared about, that woman Rem. I re- routed the project SEEDS ship's course and caused all of the ships to crash onto this desert planet, but she saved most of the people, and I was angry about that.
"About ten years later, I made out prize possessions, our .45 revolvers, which contain a dark matter that unleashes our Angel Arms, a weapon of mass annihilation. Vash became frightened of the power that we wielded and after an argument, he shot me in the leg, betrayed me, and he ran away.
"I then decided that I would make Vash suffer for all of eternity, so I began the formation of the Gung-Ho Guns. About eighty years after our little 'argument', we crossed paths in July after I had murdered one of Rem's incessant descendants. We fought and I showed him the true power he wielded by unleashing his Angel Arm, which, in turn, severely injured me and destroyed the city of July.
"After that incident, I had my faithful servants attack him, but they failed horribly, so, in return, I had my most faithful, Legato Bluesummers, kill them one by one, and in the end he died from the bullet to his head from Vash. He killed Legato to save you and your large friend.
"I still stopped at nothing, and in our final battle, which I thought I had won, Vash shot me several times and I thought for sure he would leave me for dead, but he didn't. He threw off his coat and carried me back into the city, saying all the while that he forgave me for everything that I had ever done to him.
"He forgave me, and what do I do? I hold a damned grudge."
"Knives, you changed after that, and Vash knows that you are a different person now. I think that this visit will do some good for the both of you. Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Look, I'm going to go for a walk and then to get dinner. I'll be back in a little while."
"Would you like me to go with you?"
"No, you just stay here. Don't worry, I'll come back."
Knives kissed Meryl on her cheek and left the room, leaving Meryl in a state of worry for her distraught lover. He walked out of the hotel and into the town which was still bustling with activity. The two suns had not set yet and he smiled to himself as he walked to a cliff nearby to watch the glorious sight.
He sat on the rocky surface and leaned back, bracing himself with his hands, closing his eyes and remembering the days that he and Vash would spend in the Recreational Room back on the project SEEDS ship.
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"Isn't it beautiful, Knives?"
Knives opened his eyes and turned his head in response to his brother's question, smiling at his brother's innocent question.
"Yes, Vash, it is beautiful."
"Is this what our Eden will be like, Knives?"
"Of course, Vash, because you and I will be living in it."
"Yeah, you're right."
Vash turned away from Knives and stared up at the "sky" above them, his large teal eyes full of happiness and serenity. Knives did the same and thought quietly to himself.
We will make this our Eden...just you and me Vash...just you and me...
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The two suns were slowly falling below the horizon to the rise of the first of the five moons. Knives breathed in deeply and stared at the beautiful setting of the suns, noticing, for the first time, how marvelous and spectacular a sight it truly is.
No wonder Vash loves watching this so much.
The peace and serenity that L.R. Town had added to making the sight a true spectacle that everyone should experience once in their lifetime. As Knives thought about all of these things and reflected on his past, tears slowly formed in his eyes and slowly began to graze his cheeks.
It pained him terribly to remember how he once wanted to destroy every human being that walked this desert planet, and how he had wanted his brother to suffer for their mishaps and for the times that Vash had shot him. Why had he been like that, he would never know.
Vash had redeemed him from his old ways and showed him a new way of life. Knives hadn't been receptive at first, his body still full of hate and scorn for Vash and all man-kind. It had taken him about a year before he finally warmed up to his brother and the two insurance girls, and it had taken him that entire year to admit that he had kept Wolfwood alive after his battle with Chapel the Evergreen.
I never really understood why I had kept him alive, but something inside of me told me that I couldn't let him die, and I secretly took him from the church and healed him, not understanding why I couldn't let him die, and then I realized why on the day he returned home from hiding and to the tall girl. When they saw each other, there had never been so many tears and squeals of joy.
He never understood how they made the relationship work, seeing as Wolfwood was about three years older than Millie, but he never questioned it. That day was they day that Knives had truly been redeemed.
The two suns had finally set and two of the five moons hung serenely in the night sky, surrounded by stars. Knives pushed himself up off of the ground and climbed off of the cliff, making his way back to the hotel and to his worried fiancé, stopping at a diner on the way and picking up something for dinner for the two of them.
"Can I help you?" asked the man behind the counter.
"What is your specialty?" asked Knives as he leaned over the counter.
"Well, I would suggest the club sandwiches or the chicken," replied the man behind the counter as he slowly dried a glass.
"Give me two of the club sandwich meals and two bottles of water to go."
"That all?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"Your total comes to twelve double dollars and two c cents."
Knives pulled his wallet out of his pocket and paid the man behind the counter and sat at a table while he waited for his food to be brought to him. He couldn't help but notice the number of people that were dining in this little "hole in the wall" as he heard some refer to it as. As he watched the people eat and chat and enjoy each other's company, he couldn't help but notice one man who sat alone by the window.
As Knives continued to stare at him, he thought he saw a familiarity in the man, and dropped his jaw in horror as he realized the familiarity. It couldn't be him, he was dead. He took a bullet to his head and surely he couldn't survive that. It just wasn't possible. But who could mistake that hair and those eyes, those empty eyes that he always had, full of hate and pain. Knives shook his head and took his gaze off of the man. It couldn't be him, it just couldn't be.
"Here's your order, sir," said a tall blonde girl holding a large white paper bag in her hand.
"Thank you," said Knives, standing and taking the bag from the girl, giving her two double dollars as a tip and leaving the diner, relieved as he did.
He couldn't help but wonder about the man in the diner as he walked back to the hotel in the light of the five moons positioned in the sky. Why did he still cross Knives' mind? He knew it couldn't be him, but why did he have that gut wrenching feeling that it was and could very well be him?
He walked into the lobby of the hotel and to the elevators, pushing the up button and taking the elevator up to the third floor where his and Meryl's room was. He exited the elevator and walked down the hall to their room, unlocking the door and walking in to the sound of the shower running. He placed the food on the small round table at the other end of the room and sat in one of the chairs that were placed around it, waiting anxiously for Meryl to finish her shower and come eat with him.
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The lone man across watched as the blonde man who had been staring at him left the diner and walked across the town to the nearby hotel. He laughed to himself as he put another bite of food into his mouth and watched the people in the diner as they walked in and out, cheerful and garrulous.
How he hated them all. He wished he would have killed them all that day when he had the chance to. He had control of their minds and could have them do as he wished, but instead he let them live and allowed Vash the Stampede to shoot him. He placed his hand over the bandage that covered the wound and winced from the pain that shot through his body.
He rose from his table and left the money he owed along with a tip and left the diner, leaving the town behind him. He knew that he and the blonde man would cross paths again, sooner than the blonde man would want to.
A/N: I hope that I got the name of the town right and the types of guns that Knives and Vash have right...if I didn't, then please don't hurt me. Well, how did you like that chapter? The only way I will know is if you review, so review!!