The Third Plant Advent

Prologue: An Intro by a Wanted Man

Have you heard of a story..A story from another world that I have lived on for over a hundred years of a rain of ships falling from the skies? Have you? If your from Gunsmoke, you already know. If your not..I shall tell you. Before Rem died, as far as I know...It all started when a man, supposedly named 'Alex' was trying to commit suicide. He enters the radioactive area of the ship's Plant and comes into contact with it. What is a 'Plant', you ask? It acts like a power source, source of sustenance to maintain life by making water, fields, and food on the desert planet, Gunsmoke.

Rem was looking for him, but when she did, his body was disintegrating, while his human DNA was being scrambled inside the Plant. More crew members came to stop him, but it was already too late. Completely disintegrated, his DNA was absorbed and scrambled, but this was a hidden blessing. One of the other Plants near her, there were two newborns inside. One of the two was my brother, Knives. The second...Was me. I know you all want to know my name. Everyone on Planet Gunsmoke call me 'The Humanoid Typhoon', 'The Dancing Revolver', and worse, 'The 60,000,000,000$$ Man'. I am Vash the Stampede.

Knives was like my evil twin...He never liked humans, always thinking that they were so destructive. He believed that it would be better if he exterminated all of them himself. I was the good twin, being like a normal child. Rem taught me about the ways of a pacifist, not taking any lives in battle and confrontations. I knew that there would be love and peace in this world, we just need to believe, that's all. Knives was the one that caused the rain of ships that day, still believing that humans were a threat to me and him. It killed Rem in the process and that's when I decided to take a stand. I will never forgive him, but I know for sure that he needs desperate help.

On Gunsmoke, we became bitter enemies and went our separate ways, til many years later. In a confrontation, I somehow activated one of my most deadly abilities as a humanoid plant: Angel Arm. I was in utter shock, but couldn't control it. Knives knew this ability as well. During the years, I somehow unknowingly activate this ability, causing the two things that made me a wanted man for the rest of my immortal life. One was at one of the cities, causing all of it to become rubble, the last and second was causing a huge hole on one of the moons orbiting the planet. Then from that day forward, I was known as 'The Humanoid Typhoon'.

My right arm is cybernetic, concealing a hidden gun; while my left is normal, but harboring a deadly power. Through out my years on this planet, I gained many scars from not fighting all over me. Its no lie. I'm a pacifist...I will not kill a soul, but there was one incident that I was forced to...Involving Legato Bluesummers. I hated myself afterwards. Everyday, I follow my philosophies: 'Thou shalt not kill', and 'The world is made of Love and Peace'. No matter how many times I tried to create peace, it always backfires...Why me?

That is my story...I hope it sheds a light on things that you didn't understand. It has been many years since those events. Three years later, there was a biohazard incident that spreads throughout the planet: A new disease was somehow formed and it only effected humanoid plants. The first two years, Knives died from this new virus, which they began to call the 'Anti-Plant Virus'. I was devastated from this, he was my twin brother. Then...It spreads..I became affected by it. I fought it for four years, but then my immune system was extinguished..I died from the very same disease as Knives.

How am I alive? Scientists from space somehow came to Gunsmoke and claimed my dead body. They remade me, more deadlier than before. They knew I was a humanoid plant, but somehow they also knew I was more than that. It seems evolution took place in my resurrection. They started calling me a 'Angel Plant'. It turns out that they also studied me further and figured out what I've become. I saw the real me a few years later, humanoid and purely angelic; I knew somehow evolution was like ascension to my predicament. How would I describe this form? Picture a snow white, bright blue eyed angelic creature..Humanoid, of course, and angel wings of alienic origins. I already knew that they didn't remade Knives, they were more interested in me.

I escaped back to Gunsmoke by flight...I never thought I was able to breathe through space..I gained so many abilities I never possesed before. Its been years after this whole situation and I'm settlind down on Gunsmoke, til my empathy kicked in. I found out that they made another Angel Plant, another like me..But it was a female. They knew about this and they made 'her' to be my mate. I'm the only one of what I am, and 'her'. We are the only ones. No matter what...Maybe I could find peace. She's on another planet, called 'Earth', where they sent her to live...Til I come for her. I will build a ship to get there by my own hands. Til then, my dear...I will come for you.