~Alright, here it goes...this is my first real fan fiction, so be easy on me!
I hope it's alright and all, I'm just so used to writing original stuff
that this is totally different. So, please read and review, I appreciate
it. I can use all the help I can get! I'll post some more as soon as I get
some reviews. Anyhoo, its best if I shut up now. Enjoy!
~Knives' Angel~
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun! (pouts sadly)
"Master..."
I heard his call from miles away. It shouldn't have bothered me; after all, he was just a minion. His life, a human life, meant nothing to me. O r, at least that's what I was forcing myself to believe. As I sat back and attempted to drown out his calls for help, I tried to force these unwanted feelings from my mind. He had always been loyal to me, done my every whim without question. Should I not show him some loyalty in return?
I shook my head, allowing it to fall into my hands. What was I thinking? He was nothing, what could I possibly care for him?
"Much more than you should." I echoed in my mind. I was getting angry with myself, but the fact of the matter I couldn't ignore. Legato was dying, and he was perhaps the only thing, human or not, that thought similarly to me and would do whatever I wanted. Also, I found that I was somewhat attached to him, whether I wanted to be or not. Before I had a chance to realize what I was doing, I found myself seeking out the place where Legato undoubtedly lay dying.
By the time I found him, there wasn't much left. He was still alive, but I wasn't sure how much longer that would last. There was a large circle of blood around his body, turning the surrounding sand a burgundy red. Staring down at him, I realized there wasn't much I could do.
"Master...why...why are you here?" he mumbled a bit incoherently, eyes struggling to open.
"Shut up you fool." I hissed quickly, not at all wanting to rationalize about whatever he was trying to say. I knew that if I began thinking on it, I would find myself leaving without him.
Looking him over, I tried to calculate the easiest way to move him. If I did it the wrong way, he would end up bleeding out before I could get him help.
As I lifted him up, I found that the term 'dead weight' was a very accurate one. In an attempt to lighten the load, I removed his heavy outer coat and tossed it to the side. Now significantly lighter, I lifted him up, finally cradling him in my arms after trying out several different positions. Ripping off a long piece of my coat, I wrapped it around his head in order to slow the bleeding. With that, I began the long trek back to headquarters.
"You're the damnedest thing." I thought quietly to myself, a discreet smile of amusement escaping my lips.
~Ok, so how was it? I'm glad that's over *sighs* What'd ya think? I promise to update soon!~
~Knives' Angel~
~Knives' Angel~
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun! (pouts sadly)
"Master..."
I heard his call from miles away. It shouldn't have bothered me; after all, he was just a minion. His life, a human life, meant nothing to me. O r, at least that's what I was forcing myself to believe. As I sat back and attempted to drown out his calls for help, I tried to force these unwanted feelings from my mind. He had always been loyal to me, done my every whim without question. Should I not show him some loyalty in return?
I shook my head, allowing it to fall into my hands. What was I thinking? He was nothing, what could I possibly care for him?
"Much more than you should." I echoed in my mind. I was getting angry with myself, but the fact of the matter I couldn't ignore. Legato was dying, and he was perhaps the only thing, human or not, that thought similarly to me and would do whatever I wanted. Also, I found that I was somewhat attached to him, whether I wanted to be or not. Before I had a chance to realize what I was doing, I found myself seeking out the place where Legato undoubtedly lay dying.
By the time I found him, there wasn't much left. He was still alive, but I wasn't sure how much longer that would last. There was a large circle of blood around his body, turning the surrounding sand a burgundy red. Staring down at him, I realized there wasn't much I could do.
"Master...why...why are you here?" he mumbled a bit incoherently, eyes struggling to open.
"Shut up you fool." I hissed quickly, not at all wanting to rationalize about whatever he was trying to say. I knew that if I began thinking on it, I would find myself leaving without him.
Looking him over, I tried to calculate the easiest way to move him. If I did it the wrong way, he would end up bleeding out before I could get him help.
As I lifted him up, I found that the term 'dead weight' was a very accurate one. In an attempt to lighten the load, I removed his heavy outer coat and tossed it to the side. Now significantly lighter, I lifted him up, finally cradling him in my arms after trying out several different positions. Ripping off a long piece of my coat, I wrapped it around his head in order to slow the bleeding. With that, I began the long trek back to headquarters.
"You're the damnedest thing." I thought quietly to myself, a discreet smile of amusement escaping my lips.
~Ok, so how was it? I'm glad that's over *sighs* What'd ya think? I promise to update soon!~
~Knives' Angel~
