Now the story starts, but whether you read it or not is up to you… Choose your friends wisely, as some might be all that was said of them…
Ch. 2 Darkness Rises From the East
Vash the Stampede walked lazily into the next town with sleep drowning his eyes. He slowly followed the citizens running into their homes with his eyes and slumped his shoulders tiredly. A bed was in order for the day, but he just needed to find a-
"Mr. Stampede!" A shocked female voice startled him from his mid afternoon walk. He looked down to see a short dark headed woman wearing all white and a large woman by two Thomas near the hotel he was headed to. He raised a gray eyebrow in confusion. Nobody dared come near him! Especially women, of all people, avoided him. Wind blew through the silence and the Typhoon stared expectantly at the woman, waiting for an explanation. He made no move as he counted down the seconds until her early death…
Five… Four… Three… Two… On-
"Here, I bring a gift!" She bowed her head nervously and shoved a box under his nose in fear. Vash slowly inched his hand forward, like it was chained to the ground, and after a long while he grasped the corner of the box tightly, slightly crushing it, and pulled it near his body. He opened the lid the reveal glazed donuts winking at him from the package. He closed the box and slid it to his side securely and nodded to the women as he attempted to walk around them.
"Ther-there's one more thing Mr. Stampede…" the short girl spoke again just as tensely as before "I am Meryl Strife-"
"And I'm Milly Thompson!" Milly interrupted.
"And we represent the Insurance Society. You have been declared a Localized Disaster, and we can no longer be liable for the messes you leave-"
"Messes!" Vash cried out in outrage. "But don't you see…" his voice spread like venom in the air as he proudly boasted of his reasoning "I'm cleaning up! Nothing more dirty than a human!" He laughed evilly. "Now leave me before I change my mind of sparing you."
"I don't think you realize the position you are in. Any more 'spring cleaning' from you and-"
"And I don't think you realize the position YOU are in!" Vash hissed as he grabbed the finger she had been shaking at him. "These imperfect beings are living on MY planet, as are you, and I don't take well to being ordered around!" He began pulling her finger back in his agitation and was met with a sharp blow to his face. Milly had crossed over to help her dear friend Meryl.
"Mr. Vash I can't believe how inhuman you are being! Hurting Meryl is a wrong thing to do!" she cried out. Vash released Meryl's hand in slight shock. The shock slid away from his face and was replaced inch by inch with anger. His right hand curled up tightly and Vash roared out in fury as he swung his fist into the side of Milly's face. Milly flew back against one of the Thomas, nearly breaking her neck.
Meryl gasped and instantly was at her friend's side, trying to help her. Seeing that Milly was alive and nothing was broken, except skin, she stood up and stomped towards Vash. As a derringer was being pulled from her coat she yelped as her face met the back of someone wearing all black.
"Stay back, just because your upset doesn't mean we should risk the lives of any young children!" The black wearing man yelled under his breath to Meryl. "Why don't you go help your friend, I'll take care of this guy."
Vash started chuckling, and slowly his chuckle turned into a roar of laughter.
"Take care of me? Do you honestly think you can get rid of me just like that? Look, I'm tired and want to sleep. Give it a rest until tomorrow and you'll live just that much longer."
"Nicholas D. Wolfwood at your service Vash the Stampede. I'm a messenger of the lord, carrying out his word across this small and forgotten land. Here, HAVE A CONFESSIONAL!" Wolfwood pushed his portable confessional over Vash's head and quickly grabbed Milly and Meryl's hands as he made a run for it. When Vash could finally pull the box off his head the three people were long gone.
He looked at the confessional and threw it to the ground and the mini church splintered into a hundred pieces. Vash grumbled in an annoyed tone and strolled into the hotel deciding that he would just have to find those imbeciles later at wipe them off his infested planet.
"I need a room." He spoke maliciously to the front clerk. The ratty man let out a yelp in fright and quickly threw a key from the wall to the Typhoon. Vash continued grumbling up to room thirteen still angry that those humans had gotten the better of him. Vash stepped into his room to see his brother sitting on the bed watching the floor.
"I understand you can't remember yesterday…" Knives spoke coldly. Vash looked at Knives with hatred glowing in his red eyes. He slowly brought his black drop barrel gun to Knives' forehead and grinned evilly.
"You still haven't forgiven me for killing her, have you?" Knives said slowly. "It was an accident, did you know. I couldn't help her. I TRIED! YOU WATCHED ME VASH! I LOST MY ARM TRYING TO SAVE HER LIFE!"
"You killed the only person I cared for! You deserve to die a horrible and slow death." Vash growled under his breathe. He remained smiling while pointing the gun directly inbetween Knives' eyes.
"I'm sorry Vash! I couldn't save Rem, but I saved what she loved: the humans. You should do the same! Why are you killing them! YOU HAVE TO STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!" Knives jumped off the bed and looked to Vash pleadingly. "We can forget this! We don't have to fight Vash; you're my brother! We promised…" Vash sneered at him.
"These humans don't have the right to be one my planet, and neither do you. Why don't you just die? I will stop if you'd just die already! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I KILL YOU?" Vash shot his eyes towards the door when hearing footsteps go by then looked back to where Knives had been. A blank wall met his wide eyes and he shakily lowered his gun knowing that Knives had left again. Vash threw his gun aside and fell onto his knees, resigned. He fell down on the floor and didn't move, his mind racing with thoughts and his body slowly drifting into sleep.
"One of these days Knives, you will pay for what you have done…"
A/N: Hello! I've had one review, glad you like the story. Maybe more will review soon. Just a couple notes. One, I have it set so I can receive reviews from even anonymous people, so everyone can review. Two, sorry I forgot to mention this, but I pretty much switched Vash and Knives personalities… SORRY! No flames! Thirdly, I don't own trigun. I'm pretty sure Yashiro Nightow does. And lastly, chapter updates could take anywhere from one to two weeks at a time. I'm making this up as I go, did you know? So anyway, that's this week's episode. Tune in next time for chapter three of Bleeding Sun!