A/n: This is the first song fiction I've ever done. Don't chew me out because it reeks of stupidity, ok?

Disclaimer: I don't own the song. It's done by Gold Earring. The characters are from Trigun, so I don't own them either.

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Somewhere in a lonely hotel room
There's a guy starting to realize that eternal
Fate has turned its back on him. It's 2 a.m.

I sat there, shocked. My mind was blank. I couldn't think. I glanced at the clock on the table beside my bed in that hotel room. 2:00 A.M. And just an hour ago, the worst had happened. I didn't mean to. I swear on it. I'd just slipped…


It's two a.m.
The fear has gone
I'm sitting here waitin'
The gun's still warm
Maybe my connection is tired of taking chances
Yeah there's a storm on the loose
Sirens in my head
Wrapped up in silence
All circuits are dead
Cannot decode my whole life spins into a frenzy

The gun sat in my hand. I stared at it in disbelief, wondering how I could've done such a thing. They were only trying to stop me. They didn't have to jump in the way! And it only took one bullet. One bullet to blow through both of them; one bullet to end their lives. I was a monster.

Outside, sirens raced. I knew what they were looking for: me. I was supposed to be good. I wasn't one of the bad guys. I was built to help, not hurt. If that was true, then why were Millie and Meryl dead? It wasn't fair for them. I reached over towards the phone to learn that the lines were dead. I couldn't turn myself in. Slowly, I stood up, gun handing in my hand. I made my way outside the hotel in front of so many flashing lights and cars. I'd have to run.


Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse
Feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved
Under moon and star
Where am I to go
Now that I've gone too far

The moon was out; stars splayed across the sky like little searchlights looking for the one who'd killed two innocent insurance girls. I looked up at the crowd of police and officers. Guns were pointed in my direction. I could've cared less at that moment. My mind was stuck on the fact that I'd killed both girls, both that treated me like family.

I ran. Guns were fired, shooting holes through my red cape. None of which hit me. It wouldn't have made a difference anyways. I was humanoid. I couldn't die. Unfortunately.


Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone
Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone

Like I said, it wasn't my fault. They shouldn't have even been there in the first place. I told them to stay with the old man, but they never listened. I guess that's because they cared for me so much. I'd never realized that until it was too late.

The bullet had pierced through Millie first. She was the biggest, the tallest, and the kindest. I'd watched her fall to the ground, her eyes blank in disbelief. At first, I thought I'd only killed her. Then I saw Meryl sway. She collapsed under her weight, falling backwards onto the ground. I couldn't do anything. My mind just went blank.


I'm falling down a spiral
Destination unknown
Double crossed messenger, all alone
Can't get no connection
Can't get through where are you

My feet carried me down the street. I didn't know where I was going, nor did I care to know. It would probably end up in disaster like now. I would find two nice girls. Then I'd kill them.

My eyes wandered around as I dodged bullet after bullet. One slammed through my left hand, but I couldn't feel the pain. There was no pain. Not physically. I turned a corner and watched the cars and shooters pass, thinking I'd gone off. It was dark, what did they know? Quietly, I moved down the alley.


Well the night weighs heavy
On his guilty mind
This far from the borderline
When the hit man comes
He knows damn well
He has been cheated

And he says

The alley soon became narrow; there was no place to go but straight. Suddenly, I stopped. A dark figure loomed over me. I backed up a step or two to get a look at him. Then I'd realized who it was. But it wasn't possible.

Knives was dead. How could he be here? His face was plastered with a smirk I knew all too well. His gun was out, pointed directly at my forehead. Out of all the people I could've run into, why'd this have to be him? I took steps back and darted out of the alley and into the street yet again.


Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone
The place is a madhouse
Feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved
Under moon and star
Where am I to go
Now that I've gone too far

I should've known it'd be no use. Although we were brothers, Knives had always been faster than me. Soon enough, he'd caught up with me. A shot was fired and it took a chunk out of my arm. I ground my teeth. That was one thing I could feel.

I could feel my cheeks become damp with tears. Not of pain, but of sorrow. If only I didn't kill them, none of this would've happened. But that was my life. The life of Vash the Stampede.


Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone
Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone

Knives fired another shot; this time his aim was true. I felt the piercing of the bullet go through my jacket. Waves of pain came over me. How could this be happening? I couldn't die! It wasn't possible! But alas, it was. I fell to the ground, clutching my wound. Knives loomed over me, smirking. He pointed his gun at my forehead. He shot.

"Meryl!" I screamed.

Then my world went black.

When the bullet hits the bone