Chapter 6

Meryl reached out to the small girl's petite bandaged hand. She gave it a small, soft, beautiful little warm squeeze as she stared down at her hand. Meryl felt miserable, she felt so incredibly guilty for what Vash did. It was as if she should have prevented it, and she knew it was stupid too! She just, couldn't get passed the feelings. She teared up a bit. She felt a soft rub of Mary's thumb on her hand.

"Hey there, what are you doing?" Mary opened her eyes

"I'm.... I.... I don't know Mary I'm sorry." She let go of Mary's hand, but Mary didn't let her hand get away. "Mary I'm sorry, don't be mad." Meryl moved away a bit but Mary's grip held tight.

"Hey silly, look at me, do I look mad." She said giving Meryl a comforting and beautifully sincere smile. "I'm not mad, I'm a bit confused I'll admit."

"Me too." She moved back to Mary and smiled a bit. She tried to hold it, but tears just rolled up in her eyes. She frowned a bit, staring at Mary being so comforting. Mary needed the comfort! Meryl should be there for Mary!

Mary frowned playfully. "Why so sad Meryl? What's the matter?"

"I feel, stupid."

"You fail a test or something?" Mary stared Meryl in the eyes and smiled her a playful smile.

Meryl laughed a bit, and reached forward and grabbed the back of Mary's hand. "I'm fine, really, I'm sorry I'm gonna take a walk." Meryl turned, letting go and tried to walk away.

Mary held on to Meryl. "Would you talk to me? I'm stuck in a bed all day long right! Might as well talk right?"

Meryl turned back to Mary. Breath flowed out of her in a soft weak sigh. "Mary, I, I just feel sad in general and I can't quite put my finger on it."

"It happens." Mary nodded thoughtfully, but it was almost mocking thoughtfulness.

"Yeah. It's not a big deal I just figured...never mind."

"you just figured.....?" Mary emphasized figured. Her eyes beckoned her to continue.

"I just figured.... after I started... being with Vash that, it'd go away." Meryl looked away scared of Mary's response. She couldn't quite place why, but she was scared.

"That's a silly thing thing to think Meryl." Mary said matter of fact, but she squeezed Meryl's hand warmly. "Can I get a hug?"

Meryl walked over to Mary and leaned into Mary giving her a light hug.

Mary hugged her tighter than Meryl expected and leaned up to Meryl's ear. "You will find happiness in yourself not in anyone else." Mary said very confidently and placed a warm kiss on her cheek, even if it was through bandages.

Something passed through Meryl's head she had no idea where it come, but she pulled back a bit, and grabbed Mary's bandages. She slowly pulled it away from Mary's mouth, her sweet little lips. 'Just.... one....'

Mary looked up blinking a bit, at the moment she looked so much younger. She was scared a bit... but more excited than scared.

Meryl leaned in and kissed her. Meryl couldn't explain why she wanted to but she really wanted to. It was important to her. The trick was, it didn't matter.

Mary closed her eyes as she felt the rush in her. It was a sprinkle, starting in her stomach, but it rushed down her body from her lips as if filling her with a calm lovely sensation of pleasure. It wasn't lust, it was comfort and warmth. It was as if Meryl returned all the warmth and comfort that Mary spoke to her back in this single kiss. The kiss was more than this too though! It evolved, it was amazing! Meryl's hand were on Mary's face now. Like stepping on a land mind an explosion of passion jumped into the kiss and Mary's cheeks, which were mostly covered, burned red. Mary's head had no thoughts, they were to jumbled and distorted by the situation. Finally, Meryl's lips pulled off. The absence of Mary's lips was a problem though, so she smiled to take it's place.

Mary blushed like a young school girl then playfully batted her eyelashes at Meryl. "Meryl, you just cheated on your boyfriend."

Meryl's face froze and she bit her bottom lip, turning around to look. Mary grabbed Meryl's hand and pulled her in before she could turn. Meryl opened her mouth and the back of her throat spat out. "I..." Meryl all of the sudden looked terrified.

"How can you get scared of the consequences of something that felt soooooo-" She emphasized the so by leaning her head back as if moaning, then abruptly shooting it back into place. "Good."

Plastered all over Mary's face was deviant thoughts about the kiss. Meryl hated it, but at the same time she loved it. She took a deep breath. "Just one more." She said quickly jumping Mary into another kiss.

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"I knew you were Vash the stampede!" Julia waved her head to the side her long hair flying with her and her young smile on her face. She was younger than Mary you could barely call her a woman. "I knew ever since I saw that look on your face the first time I saw you get shot at!" Julia had on a pair of jean shorts, a white tank-top, and a small jean jacket. Her shoes were old old chucks, and she wore a small black leather necklace that sported a small heart on the front.

"Shhhh." Vash's finger was up in front of his lips and he walked up to her holding out his hand as if to grab her mouth to quiet her. She fell into laughter and jumped back away from him onto the bed of the Inn. They were holding her hostage, basically. They needed to figure out what to do with her. Meryl seemed entirely intent on staying with Mary till she was better, and this town had nothing to compensate them for the town also DIDN'T want her in the jail. They wanted her out of the town, but Vash didn't feel safe leaving Meryl and Milly by themselves after that horror attacked them. "Look keep that to yourself okay I can't hunt bounties if I'm being hunted for my bounty."

"You are hilarious!" She sounded just like a teenage girl, pulling her knees up to her chest and pulling her arms around it. "You know I developed my theories on gun calculations based on what I saw."

"Your theories?"

"Yeah I'm a mathematician! and a scientists. I don't know which one I like better." She put her finger to her lips and pondered. "Anyways."

"I see. Why did you rob that bank that got your the bounty?"

"I needed funds! For my machine!"

"You're machine?"

"Yeah my machine, I can't tell you about it! But... it is brilliant." Julia got up and walked to the window. "I wish I was working on it right now. I'm a bit A.D.D."

Vash sat down on the bed and scratched his head. Taking care of a young adult.

"Well, you wanna go to the circus to wait on whether you take me in or not?"

"I'm taking you in."

She turned with a jump. "AH! Very good, but if you don't take me in soon I WILL get away."

"Yeah so you've bragged...." Vash looked away in annoyance.

"You just wait, you just wait." She smiled devilishly. "So....." She looked around boredly. "got paper and pencils? I need to do something to keep me busy."

"No you can't have any pencil and paper, just sit down. I need to get you some hand cuffs..."

"You get me a pencil and paper and I will have sex with you." She said plainly with a shrug and an eye roll.

Vash gagged a bit, but only in surprise. "Uh..."

"I'm serious!" She shrugged again with another eye roll. "I just want to do calculations. I mean, sex is good too." She smiled deviously and pulled slowly at the top of her tank-top.

"No no it's fine!" Vash couldn't hide his excitement when she did this, it was plain. He looked away and put his hands over his eyes.

"You totally want to!" She giggled and jumped over to him right into his lap.

Vash didn't move, he got extremely sweaty.

Julia smiled and leaned up to Vash's face.

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Milly sat happily through the Circus as it went on. Gun shows, trapeze! Clowns! It was great. She sat pretty far up but she still enjoyed every second of it. Vash and Meryl were busy watching their bounty and screw up, but they told her not to miss this. IT was held in the largest red tent she ever saw. Although to be honest, it wasn't that big she just hadn't seen that many

Mr Radmyr walked up in his fancy red coat at the very end of the circus to his microphone in the middle of the stage. "I think you all! I thank you all for coming to my circus and I wouldn't be so silly enough to say I hoped you enjoyed it because I know you have!" The crowd boomed, Milly along with it. All of the sudden light came down on Mr. Radmyr. It didn't look like a light that came from inside the tent but rather the sun. In fact, it was, but how was it getting in? A shadow flew down from nowhere landing right behind Mr Radmyr. It looked as if he were turning around to see what it.

It soon became clear that wasn't what happened. Silva had chopped his head off, and was holding it in his hand. Silva walked up to the mic and leaned down to it. "This is what happens when you do not head warnings." He said plainly, then slammed Mr. Radmyr's head straight onto the mic as if it were a spear. A horrid crunch and squish rattled the large tent as the well placed sound system amplified Mr. Radmyr's head being impaled by the mic. As fast as he swooped in, Silva jumped out the tent, which was shaking horridly at him leaving through the hole he made when he came in.

The crowd was rushing out and Milly was trying to also. People were screaming as the tent began to cave in. It took Milly a while but when she got away from the crowd she began to run. down the street to get back to Meryl and Vash. She then, in her peripheral vision, saw crowds and crowds of birds flying around, or perched on, the church of the town. She suddenly got very angry at the thought of Mr. Radmyr's death. Tears ran down her cheek and she headed to the church.

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The church door busted open and Silva stared at the doorway. He couldn't see who walked in but he just got up and started to roar. Standing up he felt himself accelerating towards the door roaring. He took a second to breath in an extremely large breath that almost comically inflated his chest and then began to roar again pulling out his scythe. A shot went off, and it hit his scythe knocking it out of his hand and flinging it across the room. He could barely see what kind of round it was, but it was big.

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Milly got the scythe away from him. She jumped forward to the towering Silva. Silva smacked the gun away from her making a horrid clank on the ground. Milly wasn't scared though, she just reached out and punched him right in his long pointy nose. Silva stepped back and she hit him again, and again, and again. Then Silva fought back. He slammed his long arms, which at this point seemed to never end, against each of her blows. He fought her backwards, she tried to not let him but his reach was impossible. He then went in for a strike, aiming his pointy fingers for her eyes. She dipped to the side into the pews, then turned and started to run the opposite direction of him. His coat fluttered in the passing wind as he jumped his mighty leap and landed in front of her. Milly kept running though, leaning her head down and slammed him into the ground. They were on the ground now struggling. Milly punched at him as much as she could, she felt her fists bleeding. The man finally got his grip on her lifting her up straight into the air. He threw her against the wall and hitting it felt like falling off a building. Man he was strong. She got to her feet though and he swung at her, this time she grabbed his arm as it came at her, she stepped back and to the side and helped his hand that he was accelerating right into the wall. She then pulled it behind him in a jerking motion. He grunted as she pulled his arm behind him. She reached up with her now free hand and grabbed the back of his face then slammed it into the wall. She then slammed it two more times. He was fighting to get free, kicking at her. She took two kicks and knew she couldn't keep that up because his legs strength was unbelievable. He kicked again and she let go stepping back. At that moment, she kicked his leg that wasn't in the air as hard as she could and he went plummeting to the ground. When he hit the ground she kicked again this time on the top of his head.

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Silva screamed in anger and pushed his body with his arms and legs as hard as he could sending himself flying back against another wall on the other side of the church. It hurt but he needed to gain control. He slammed so hard into the wall he almost had an imprint of his body in it. He held onto the wall and took in deep breaths through the blood covering his face. She was running across the room, to leave? He heard her pick up her weapon and he jumped down and went towards the sound. He couldn't see at all now cause of the blood but he knew where the pews were. He jumped over them and as he descended on her he took two rounds from the gun into his chest which gave her enough time to sidestep his decent. The shots also threw off his footing and he landed on his ankle bad. It went out with a large crack which can only be described as bone slipped into the floor and slammed into the wall. Then he felt the large gun slam into the side of his head. He went dizzy, but he didn't go out. He did however fake.

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Milly aimed her gun at Silva and stared at him intently for ten whole minutes. He didn't move, he wasn't dead though she could hear him breathing. It was a slurping sound through the blood really. The door opened slowly and a middle aged white man looked in.

"Is everyone okay here?"

"This man is a murderer! Call the police!" Milly commanded. The man looked down and saw the blood. With a nod he was gone, and Milly kept her gun aimed at him. "You are a very evil man to do what you did, I do not know why you would do it but it was very wrong of you." She started to tear up at the thought of the horror.

She looked back up at the door and when she did she felt a hand grab her leg. She fired into him but she was already in the air, he had enough strength to just throw her through the air and through the window of the church.

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Silva slowly got up to a sit, he pulled his broken ankle out in front of himself and felt up it with his hands, ignoring the pain. He pushed his bone back in place. This time the pain was to much and he screamed. He felt around the floor for his scythe, and it took him a little while but he found it. Using it as a crutch he pushed himself to a stand and then hurried outside. His loyal crows landed on his shoulders and spoke to him. Yes he must hurry, the sheriff was coming and in his current state he could not fight them off.

I don't know if it all belonged in one chapter together, but this stuff is all really heated so hopefully it worked.