Hello Fan Fiction readers I have returned. Sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter out, but I had the flu for three week and all I did was work and sleep. Now that I have gotten rid of the death I can hopefully return to my regular positing schedule. I was however disappointed with the lack of responses I got with my last chapter. After so many with chapter 12 I was sad to get so few with chapter 13. I hope you readers can show me the love once more and let me know that this story is important to you.
Thank You!
Ujiji ^ I'll keep writing I promise.
Amanda^ The paring are strange. A lot of people dislike them altogether but I enjoy the situations they create.
Faery Goddyss ^Just for you this chapter's chalk full of Knives moments.
Arika*^ You've definitely won the award for most crazy and interesting post. I laughed so hard I couldn't breath! I enjoyed you review it really made my day.
Lunatic Jedi ^ More Knives and evil plots coming right up.
Only five! Come on guys I know you can do better than that!
Disclaimer- I don't own Trigun, no matter how many times I've wished on a star.
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Chapter 14: What Cannot Be Abandon
The lights of the hallway slowly filled the dark corners of the room were the man with short messy platinum blond hired sat against his headboard. Meryl peeked around the corner as she pushed the door open slowly and silently. Knives sat alone staring out the window as he did on so many days watching the scum of this planet converse and socialize below him. A waste of space and resources, like termites infesting a beautiful old home.
Stepping farter in to the room Meryl let out a small gasp. In the room coved by a thick darkens Knives sat bathed in warm sunlight that pushed through the window. It glazed over his skin trying to touch every part of his perfect flesh. A creature too heavenly for this dried up ball of dust called Gunsmoke. Meryl expected wings to sprout on the chiseled features of his tone back. She could see them in her mind extending from a place right between his shoulder blades. Wondering how many times she had thought Knives looked more like an angel than the demon he had become Meryl stood beryl in the door entranced by thought.
"Meryl did you hear me?" The sound Knives rough voice socked her back into the present.
"Oh...Sorry Knives. I guess I spaced out for a moment. What did you say again?"
A satisfied smiled appeared on the all knowing mans lips. Meryl's thoughts had rolled into his minding filling it full of her thoughts Knives knew the thoughts behind the look in her eyes when his masculine body lay before her in all it's perfection. Feelings that only rested in the very back of her mind, even thoughts she might not herself be aware of, he knew. With the right bait they could be brought to the surface of the sea of her storm filled mind.
"I only asked had my brother and that trash he's shake up with leave?" Closing the door slowly behind her Meryl took her time before answering the question before her. Flashes of images filled Knives mind. Vash, thomas's ready for travel, packed bags, things that must have been visible from Meryl's second story room window as Vash and Marvel disappeared into the distance.
Clinching her small fists Meryl faced away form the calm man lying behind her in his bed. "He left about an hour ago. Not like I even noticed or anything." Small sniffs sounded for her nose. "We'll all be better off with the peace and..."
Her knees could no longer hold the weight of her tiny grief filled body. Hurt burned inside her like fire fueled by the life giving oxygen she breathed into her lungs. Meryl heart was filled only with bitter heartache and the hatred for a woman who roamed the land as a freak of nature. She thought she had pushed all the thoughts of her do-gooder out law form her mind. It seemed as if something was putting them back filling her head with memories of Vash's smile and his ridiculous gesture for love and peace. Her body crumpled up and thrown to the ground she wept letting out small sounds of agony.
Pulling him self around till he sat on the edge of the bed Knives let his bear feel set flush with the ground. A strong hand reached up grasping the headboard as the other braced it's self on the bed. A loud groan filled the room as Knives tried to raise himself from the bed.
The sound caused Meryl to turn; her eyes fell on the fallen angel behind her. His form stood hunched, his face filled with pain as his arms shook under his weight.
"Knives you can't stand yet! Your injuries are too..."
"SILENCE!" Anger snarled form the anger bulldog of a man. Despite his explosion Marvel rose to her feet and walked across the room. She placed her hands firmly on Knives chest then looked into his eyes that seemed to fill with tranquility.
It was a new feeling for Knives, a wave soothing clam washed over his entire body. Every muscle in his body let go of the tension they held and for a moment the pain faded away as he gazed in to the smoky gray of Meryl's eyes. He stood before her, fully up right, not able to look away.
"You really shouldn't stand you know. You'll only hurt yourself more." Her voice was meek under to stare of the celestial being the loomed over her short stature.
"I'm fine, but I need you to bring me some clothing that I can ware." A shy blush crept over Meryl's face as she noticed that Knives was clothed only in lose gray sweatpants that hung loosely over hips showing off his tone physic that lay below the normal waist line. The hands on Knives chest fell to Meryl's sides.
"That's no problem at all. I'll just borrow some thing from Wolfwood." Meryl gave him a polite smile. Her eyes still red and puffy with tears she wiped them with her hands.
"Good, there's something we need to pick up. Some thing very important I left behind"
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"Dad left early this morning on business, so you wont be able to speak with him till he gets back in a couple days Marvel." Emily sweetly at Marvel while the two stood with Vash and the young child Anna in a long corridor filled with large oak doors.
"That's fine, I think I need some rest any ways. So a day or so of nothing but resting could really do me good." Marvel's hands came up to rub away the stress from her eyes with the bottom of her palms. "I've had nothing but trouble since I met Vash and if I don't get to relax for a bit I think my heads gonna explode!"
"Hey, it's not like I've caused that much trouble! Ask anyone I know the time you've spent with mw has been some of my better days. I seem to have some really bad luck." Vash gave out a small uncomfortable laugh.
"Right, It's been peace and quiet the whole time you've bee near me. Anyways, I think it's about time to turn in don't you girls?" Patting the young child next to her on the Head Marvel yawned. She stretched her arms high above her them repeated the action stretching them behind her back
"Al right I show Vash to his room. He can have the next to mine." Fluttering her long eyelashes flirtatiously Emily filled the space between Vash and herself giving him a tooth filled smile.
"Emily come off it! Vash is too old and too much trouble for you to handle! You're a seventeen-year-old girl for Christ sakes! Go after boy you own age! Vash is off limits, ok!" Marvel huffed and puffed blowing Emily's love fantasy of Vash down.
"Errr, just because you like the guy don't mean you have to be a jerk about it! Why don't I just show him to your room so he cam sleep with you tonight!" The catfight began, the two women facing off as an imaginary electrical currant ran between the angry pairs eyes.
"Hey, don't you two think it's getting late?" Bash tried to put an end to the bickering between the infuriated pair.
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"Knives it's getting late what are you searching for in the sand?" Meryl shrived as she stood behind the frantic Knives. Nightfall cooled the desert air turning sweltering day into frigid night. Knives dug through the grains of sand looking for something. Dressed in blue trousers and a button down white shirt he probed the sand on his hands and knees at good speed. "Knives' if we don't get back soon I'm sure Millie and Wolfwood are going to notice were gone."
"Be patient! It's here I know it is, I can feel it. I just have to find it." Not even turning to look at her he continued digging.
From the corner of her eye Meryl caught notice of something in the sand. It was a piece of red fabric barley stuck out of the dry earth. "What's that?" Curiosity made her walk over to the small piece of scarlet and pull it from the sand. A gasp escaped her lips causing Knives to stop what and focus on the petite raven-haired woman behind him.
"What have you found over there?" She said noting to him in response. Collapsing to her knees Meryl slumped over clinging to a crimpled mess of red fabric. The familiar feeling lose came over her and tears welled up in her eyes. " Leave that in the sand where you found it. That's where that awful coat belongs, just where he left it."
"I…I can't just leave it here" She embraced the trench coat tighter in her arms.
"Very well. I've found what I came here for. We can return to that human infested town."
"What is it Knives? What was so important that you would drag me out into the desert to find?"
"This" Knives Swung around pointing a large black handgun in Meryl's direction. Shutting her eyes the woman's body became stiff while she waited for what was to happen next. "Come on. I don't want to be out here all night." When her eyes opened all she saw was a shadowy figure walking away in the dim light of dusk.
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Morning had come to soon Marvel. The warm inviting comfort of sleep had taken her quickly the evening before and she had no want to wake from the luxury of a dreamless sleep. When she dreamed the nightmares began. No matter how much time elapsed her past was never neglected deep down in her subconscious. Emily had taken it upon her self to wake Marvel at daybreak.
"Marvel gets up! You promised me you'd teach me how to fire a gun when I was old enough and I'm seventeen now! That had to be old enough! Come on get your lazy butt up!" Emily pulled the coves of the half asleep occupant of the bed.
"Can't this wait till I don't know about noon?" The pillow she had coved her own face with to hide herself from daylight muffled the fogy voice of dazed Marvel.
The ruckus in the room beside him awoke Vash from a peaceful slumber. Scratching his head he drug himself out of bed and in to Marvel's room. "What is going on in here?' he let out a yawn
"Marvel's wasting the day away sleeping as usual, she'd sleep all day if it was possible." The teenage girl left out a huff of frustration the she noticed something sitting on the glossy dark wood coffee table on the other side of Marvel's lavish bedroom. It was the old gun the woman always carried with her. Worn and old it greatly needed repair but that particular weapon was not to be handled by anyone else. This did not Stop Emily form lifting it from it's resting place in a timeworn leather holster. "What's so special about this gun of your any ways?"
"Emily you no better than to touch that! Put that gun down right now! NO one touches that gun but me, no exceptions!" In an instant the state of drowsiness ended with a naïve touch an innocent child to the cold steel handgun. Alert to the situation the feisty gun owner sat alert in her bed.
Placing it back on the table the pre-adult hung her head ashamed of herself. She remembed the significant behind that piece of metal, it was careless of her to mess with other people things. "I'm so sorry Marvel, I wasn't thinking. I leave you now to get more sleep if you like. The cooks are making breakfast if you'd like to join Ann and I"
Vash watched Emily leave guilt shadowing the soft features of her face then studied Marvel sitting upright in her bed covered in silky royal blue sheets with a forest green canopy curtains that wrapped around the entire wooden piece of art.
"That gun of yours it the same one that you used 80 years ago isn't it?"
"Yes it is. I guess I just couldn't leave it behind. I didn't even remember taking it with me but when I woke up alone out in the sand it was right next to me, that gun was all I had. And no matter haw many time I clean it's old outsides it will always be coved in the blood of those it has killed." She fluffed back down in to the comfort of her resting place. Vash took a seat the edge of the bed facing away fro her.
"I know how you feel. That silver weapon I carry I tried to leave it behind in buried in the sand. I tired to forget all the times I had to raise it and shoot wounding others, even killing. But when we arrived in that town you live in I knew I couldn't just leave it behind. I felt naked with out it, like the gun was a part of me. So I left town on night and when I returned the next day I had that heavy silver handgun in my holster."
"Those guns helped shape the paths our lives took. No matter how many times we walk away form them one day they will end up in our hands one again. W can't fee our selves from them it is impossible."
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So I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I've thrown myself in to another story, not like I've even posed any of my others, and its Ranma ½. I love Ryoga so I had to write a story with him in it. So now I have four stories I've stated bun not posed. Will I even get them up is the question? The second is will I ever finish this one.
More loves, loss, danger and Knives to come.
I'm still feeling a little sick so it's time for me to take a nap! I love ya all!
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Review!!!!!!!
Thank You!
Ujiji ^ I'll keep writing I promise.
Amanda^ The paring are strange. A lot of people dislike them altogether but I enjoy the situations they create.
Faery Goddyss ^Just for you this chapter's chalk full of Knives moments.
Arika*^ You've definitely won the award for most crazy and interesting post. I laughed so hard I couldn't breath! I enjoyed you review it really made my day.
Lunatic Jedi ^ More Knives and evil plots coming right up.
Only five! Come on guys I know you can do better than that!
Disclaimer- I don't own Trigun, no matter how many times I've wished on a star.
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Kaleidoscope
Chapter 14: What Cannot Be Abandon
The lights of the hallway slowly filled the dark corners of the room were the man with short messy platinum blond hired sat against his headboard. Meryl peeked around the corner as she pushed the door open slowly and silently. Knives sat alone staring out the window as he did on so many days watching the scum of this planet converse and socialize below him. A waste of space and resources, like termites infesting a beautiful old home.
Stepping farter in to the room Meryl let out a small gasp. In the room coved by a thick darkens Knives sat bathed in warm sunlight that pushed through the window. It glazed over his skin trying to touch every part of his perfect flesh. A creature too heavenly for this dried up ball of dust called Gunsmoke. Meryl expected wings to sprout on the chiseled features of his tone back. She could see them in her mind extending from a place right between his shoulder blades. Wondering how many times she had thought Knives looked more like an angel than the demon he had become Meryl stood beryl in the door entranced by thought.
"Meryl did you hear me?" The sound Knives rough voice socked her back into the present.
"Oh...Sorry Knives. I guess I spaced out for a moment. What did you say again?"
A satisfied smiled appeared on the all knowing mans lips. Meryl's thoughts had rolled into his minding filling it full of her thoughts Knives knew the thoughts behind the look in her eyes when his masculine body lay before her in all it's perfection. Feelings that only rested in the very back of her mind, even thoughts she might not herself be aware of, he knew. With the right bait they could be brought to the surface of the sea of her storm filled mind.
"I only asked had my brother and that trash he's shake up with leave?" Closing the door slowly behind her Meryl took her time before answering the question before her. Flashes of images filled Knives mind. Vash, thomas's ready for travel, packed bags, things that must have been visible from Meryl's second story room window as Vash and Marvel disappeared into the distance.
Clinching her small fists Meryl faced away form the calm man lying behind her in his bed. "He left about an hour ago. Not like I even noticed or anything." Small sniffs sounded for her nose. "We'll all be better off with the peace and..."
Her knees could no longer hold the weight of her tiny grief filled body. Hurt burned inside her like fire fueled by the life giving oxygen she breathed into her lungs. Meryl heart was filled only with bitter heartache and the hatred for a woman who roamed the land as a freak of nature. She thought she had pushed all the thoughts of her do-gooder out law form her mind. It seemed as if something was putting them back filling her head with memories of Vash's smile and his ridiculous gesture for love and peace. Her body crumpled up and thrown to the ground she wept letting out small sounds of agony.
Pulling him self around till he sat on the edge of the bed Knives let his bear feel set flush with the ground. A strong hand reached up grasping the headboard as the other braced it's self on the bed. A loud groan filled the room as Knives tried to raise himself from the bed.
The sound caused Meryl to turn; her eyes fell on the fallen angel behind her. His form stood hunched, his face filled with pain as his arms shook under his weight.
"Knives you can't stand yet! Your injuries are too..."
"SILENCE!" Anger snarled form the anger bulldog of a man. Despite his explosion Marvel rose to her feet and walked across the room. She placed her hands firmly on Knives chest then looked into his eyes that seemed to fill with tranquility.
It was a new feeling for Knives, a wave soothing clam washed over his entire body. Every muscle in his body let go of the tension they held and for a moment the pain faded away as he gazed in to the smoky gray of Meryl's eyes. He stood before her, fully up right, not able to look away.
"You really shouldn't stand you know. You'll only hurt yourself more." Her voice was meek under to stare of the celestial being the loomed over her short stature.
"I'm fine, but I need you to bring me some clothing that I can ware." A shy blush crept over Meryl's face as she noticed that Knives was clothed only in lose gray sweatpants that hung loosely over hips showing off his tone physic that lay below the normal waist line. The hands on Knives chest fell to Meryl's sides.
"That's no problem at all. I'll just borrow some thing from Wolfwood." Meryl gave him a polite smile. Her eyes still red and puffy with tears she wiped them with her hands.
"Good, there's something we need to pick up. Some thing very important I left behind"
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"Dad left early this morning on business, so you wont be able to speak with him till he gets back in a couple days Marvel." Emily sweetly at Marvel while the two stood with Vash and the young child Anna in a long corridor filled with large oak doors.
"That's fine, I think I need some rest any ways. So a day or so of nothing but resting could really do me good." Marvel's hands came up to rub away the stress from her eyes with the bottom of her palms. "I've had nothing but trouble since I met Vash and if I don't get to relax for a bit I think my heads gonna explode!"
"Hey, it's not like I've caused that much trouble! Ask anyone I know the time you've spent with mw has been some of my better days. I seem to have some really bad luck." Vash gave out a small uncomfortable laugh.
"Right, It's been peace and quiet the whole time you've bee near me. Anyways, I think it's about time to turn in don't you girls?" Patting the young child next to her on the Head Marvel yawned. She stretched her arms high above her them repeated the action stretching them behind her back
"Al right I show Vash to his room. He can have the next to mine." Fluttering her long eyelashes flirtatiously Emily filled the space between Vash and herself giving him a tooth filled smile.
"Emily come off it! Vash is too old and too much trouble for you to handle! You're a seventeen-year-old girl for Christ sakes! Go after boy you own age! Vash is off limits, ok!" Marvel huffed and puffed blowing Emily's love fantasy of Vash down.
"Errr, just because you like the guy don't mean you have to be a jerk about it! Why don't I just show him to your room so he cam sleep with you tonight!" The catfight began, the two women facing off as an imaginary electrical currant ran between the angry pairs eyes.
"Hey, don't you two think it's getting late?" Bash tried to put an end to the bickering between the infuriated pair.
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"Knives it's getting late what are you searching for in the sand?" Meryl shrived as she stood behind the frantic Knives. Nightfall cooled the desert air turning sweltering day into frigid night. Knives dug through the grains of sand looking for something. Dressed in blue trousers and a button down white shirt he probed the sand on his hands and knees at good speed. "Knives' if we don't get back soon I'm sure Millie and Wolfwood are going to notice were gone."
"Be patient! It's here I know it is, I can feel it. I just have to find it." Not even turning to look at her he continued digging.
From the corner of her eye Meryl caught notice of something in the sand. It was a piece of red fabric barley stuck out of the dry earth. "What's that?" Curiosity made her walk over to the small piece of scarlet and pull it from the sand. A gasp escaped her lips causing Knives to stop what and focus on the petite raven-haired woman behind him.
"What have you found over there?" She said noting to him in response. Collapsing to her knees Meryl slumped over clinging to a crimpled mess of red fabric. The familiar feeling lose came over her and tears welled up in her eyes. " Leave that in the sand where you found it. That's where that awful coat belongs, just where he left it."
"I…I can't just leave it here" She embraced the trench coat tighter in her arms.
"Very well. I've found what I came here for. We can return to that human infested town."
"What is it Knives? What was so important that you would drag me out into the desert to find?"
"This" Knives Swung around pointing a large black handgun in Meryl's direction. Shutting her eyes the woman's body became stiff while she waited for what was to happen next. "Come on. I don't want to be out here all night." When her eyes opened all she saw was a shadowy figure walking away in the dim light of dusk.
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Morning had come to soon Marvel. The warm inviting comfort of sleep had taken her quickly the evening before and she had no want to wake from the luxury of a dreamless sleep. When she dreamed the nightmares began. No matter how much time elapsed her past was never neglected deep down in her subconscious. Emily had taken it upon her self to wake Marvel at daybreak.
"Marvel gets up! You promised me you'd teach me how to fire a gun when I was old enough and I'm seventeen now! That had to be old enough! Come on get your lazy butt up!" Emily pulled the coves of the half asleep occupant of the bed.
"Can't this wait till I don't know about noon?" The pillow she had coved her own face with to hide herself from daylight muffled the fogy voice of dazed Marvel.
The ruckus in the room beside him awoke Vash from a peaceful slumber. Scratching his head he drug himself out of bed and in to Marvel's room. "What is going on in here?' he let out a yawn
"Marvel's wasting the day away sleeping as usual, she'd sleep all day if it was possible." The teenage girl left out a huff of frustration the she noticed something sitting on the glossy dark wood coffee table on the other side of Marvel's lavish bedroom. It was the old gun the woman always carried with her. Worn and old it greatly needed repair but that particular weapon was not to be handled by anyone else. This did not Stop Emily form lifting it from it's resting place in a timeworn leather holster. "What's so special about this gun of your any ways?"
"Emily you no better than to touch that! Put that gun down right now! NO one touches that gun but me, no exceptions!" In an instant the state of drowsiness ended with a naïve touch an innocent child to the cold steel handgun. Alert to the situation the feisty gun owner sat alert in her bed.
Placing it back on the table the pre-adult hung her head ashamed of herself. She remembed the significant behind that piece of metal, it was careless of her to mess with other people things. "I'm so sorry Marvel, I wasn't thinking. I leave you now to get more sleep if you like. The cooks are making breakfast if you'd like to join Ann and I"
Vash watched Emily leave guilt shadowing the soft features of her face then studied Marvel sitting upright in her bed covered in silky royal blue sheets with a forest green canopy curtains that wrapped around the entire wooden piece of art.
"That gun of yours it the same one that you used 80 years ago isn't it?"
"Yes it is. I guess I just couldn't leave it behind. I didn't even remember taking it with me but when I woke up alone out in the sand it was right next to me, that gun was all I had. And no matter haw many time I clean it's old outsides it will always be coved in the blood of those it has killed." She fluffed back down in to the comfort of her resting place. Vash took a seat the edge of the bed facing away fro her.
"I know how you feel. That silver weapon I carry I tried to leave it behind in buried in the sand. I tired to forget all the times I had to raise it and shoot wounding others, even killing. But when we arrived in that town you live in I knew I couldn't just leave it behind. I felt naked with out it, like the gun was a part of me. So I left town on night and when I returned the next day I had that heavy silver handgun in my holster."
"Those guns helped shape the paths our lives took. No matter how many times we walk away form them one day they will end up in our hands one again. W can't fee our selves from them it is impossible."
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So I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I've thrown myself in to another story, not like I've even posed any of my others, and its Ranma ½. I love Ryoga so I had to write a story with him in it. So now I have four stories I've stated bun not posed. Will I even get them up is the question? The second is will I ever finish this one.
More loves, loss, danger and Knives to come.
I'm still feeling a little sick so it's time for me to take a nap! I love ya all!
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