Chapter One;
It had been two years after Knives's death. Vash has been making good progress with his life so far. He also decided that it would be good to stay with Meryl and Milly. Vash just can't admit to himself that he likes her. The story starts out, at night, with Vash and Meryl arguing. Vash, Meryl and Milly have been traveling for three days crammed together on a bus.
"Vash, are you listening to me?" Meryl shouted.
"What?" Vash answered. "Oh, right. Meryl, I know what you're gonna say and quite frankly I don't care anymore."
"This is important business Vash. And that you're a part of now." She scowled.
"Fine, I quit." Vash pouted. "Besides I don't get bonus donuts anymore."
"That's because you never work." She snapped.
Vash and Meryl glared at each other then turned away.
"Oh, poor Mr. Vash." Milly whined.
Everyone on the bus had been listening to them argue the whole time. The bus finally stopped in a rather large city.
"Last stop." The bus driver yelled.
Vash and Meryl tried to avoid each other while getting off. A big burly man got up and knocked Meryl into Vash. Vash grinned slightly.
"What're you smiling about?" Meryl asked.
"Noooothing," Vash smirked. "I was just thinking about something."
"God, I don't want to know." Meryl whispered.
"Oh, you're so mean to me." He whined.
Meryl slung her bag over one shoulder as Vash and Meryl carried the rest off the bus.
"Where to now Meryl?" Milly asked.
"To the nearest hotel to drop these off at." She answered. "Come on Vash."
"Yes ma'am!" he saluted.
Meryl sighed and started walking with Milly at her side. Vash relaxed and followed her.
"Vash." Someone whispered.
Vash looked up to see who called his name. He didn't see anybody. Well, there's a whole lot of people but none were talking to him.
"Why, Vash." It called again.
Vash stopped walking and turned a full 360. He caught the eye of someone he new, but then he lost them.
Meryl glanced back at Vash and saw him staring at the crowd of people.
"Vash, what's the matter?" She called.
Vash turned to her, his red jacket blowing in the sudden gust of wind that coiled around him.
"It's nothing," he glanced over the crowd one last time, "nothing."
"Okay?" Meryl said. "Let's go then, we're almost there."
"Meryl I've noticed that Vash has been, well, he's been acting strange lately." Milly whispered.
"Yeah, he's been worrying me." She stated.
Meryl and Milly walked up to the hotel doors and opened them. Meryl walked up to the front desk while Milly held open the door for Vash.
"Hello, can I get two rooms please." She asked the clerk.
"I'm sorry ma'am but we only have one room left, it has two beds though." The man said.
Vash came up beside her and put his free hand on her head.
"We'll take it!" Vash stated.
"What!" Meryl yelled.
"Don't worry Meryl, me and you could have a bed and Vash take the other." Milly smiled.
"Well miss?" the clerk asked.
Meryl waved Vash's hand off her head.
"Fine." She said.
"Here you are miss," the clerk reached under the desk and grabbed the key, "It's room twenty on the second floor."
Meryl set her bag down and reached in her wallet.
"How much?" she asked.
"Oh, this one is on the house ma'am." He said.
"Are you sure?" Milly asked.
"Of course." He said.
"Why?" Vash demanded.
"Well, for any inconveniences we might of caused you." He reassured.
"Thanks." Meryl said. She put her wallet back in her bag, and started to walk upstairs.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Clerk sir." Milly replied.
"Yeah, what they said." Vash responded as he grabbed the key. He followed Milly upstairs to the room were they find Meryl waiting outside the door. Vash handed her the key. Meryl unlocked the door and opened it.
"At least the room's decently big." She muttered as she threw her bag on the bed.
"I think it's the nicest hotel we've been to, don't you think Mr. Vash?" Milly asked, setting her bag down and starting to unpack.
"Sure." He agreed.
He reached in his bag and grabbed some clothes and towels and walked into the bathroom.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"For crying out loud, I'm taking a shower." Vash yelled as he shut the door behind him, "Yeesh."
"Fine." Meryl frowned.
"You know, you two would make a cute couple." Milly said.
Meryl started to laugh. " Whatever you say."
Vash threw his clothes on the floor and turned on the water. He turned back around and started to take off his shirt. He looked up and glanced at the mirror and saw a reflection of somebody. Vash whipped around to see who it was. It was the person from earlier.
"But how . . ." Vash questioned.
The figure lunged at Vash and wrapped his hands around Vash's neck. He was trying to kill him. The figure knocked Vash back on to the sink, knocking stuff off at the same time. Meryl heard the crash and started to walk toward the door cautiously.
"Get . . . off me." Vash said. He reached for his gun, that was attached to his leg, and drew it up to the figures torso.
"Vash?" Meryl called from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"
Milly came up beside her.
The figure looked down at Vash's gun then back at him and smiled. Vash was about to pass out.
"No, I . . . I can't do it." He choked.
He dropped his on the floor. The figure lifted Vash in the air. Its smile grew even bigger. Vash reached his hand out and rested it on the figures shoulder. It glanced at Vash's hand then back at Vash only to be welcomed by his fist. The figure dropped Vash and they both collided to the floor. The figure wiped the blood from its lip, then disappeared in front of Vash's eyes.
"VASH!!" Meryl shouted. She swung open the door, only to find Vash on the floor, with gun in hand, gasping for air.
Vash looked up at her then back to the floor. Meryl came rushing to his side.
"What happened Vash?" she asked.
Milly walked by and turned off the water that was about to poor over.
Vash leaned back on the sink cabinets and raised his head. Meryl saw the hand marks on his neck.
"Who did this?" Meryl worried.
"They disappeared." Vash choked.
"Disappeared?" Milly asked. "Are you sure it wasn't your imagination."
Vash put his hand to his neck gently. "It felt real enough."
Meryl looked down at the blood on the floor.
"So, who did this?" she asked again.
Vash looked at both of them, fear and worry were etched on their faces. He took in a raspy breath.
" . . . Wolfwood."
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SHOCK, GASP, HORROR. CHAPTER TWO IS UP!!!!!!!!
It had been two years after Knives's death. Vash has been making good progress with his life so far. He also decided that it would be good to stay with Meryl and Milly. Vash just can't admit to himself that he likes her. The story starts out, at night, with Vash and Meryl arguing. Vash, Meryl and Milly have been traveling for three days crammed together on a bus.
"Vash, are you listening to me?" Meryl shouted.
"What?" Vash answered. "Oh, right. Meryl, I know what you're gonna say and quite frankly I don't care anymore."
"This is important business Vash. And that you're a part of now." She scowled.
"Fine, I quit." Vash pouted. "Besides I don't get bonus donuts anymore."
"That's because you never work." She snapped.
Vash and Meryl glared at each other then turned away.
"Oh, poor Mr. Vash." Milly whined.
Everyone on the bus had been listening to them argue the whole time. The bus finally stopped in a rather large city.
"Last stop." The bus driver yelled.
Vash and Meryl tried to avoid each other while getting off. A big burly man got up and knocked Meryl into Vash. Vash grinned slightly.
"What're you smiling about?" Meryl asked.
"Noooothing," Vash smirked. "I was just thinking about something."
"God, I don't want to know." Meryl whispered.
"Oh, you're so mean to me." He whined.
Meryl slung her bag over one shoulder as Vash and Meryl carried the rest off the bus.
"Where to now Meryl?" Milly asked.
"To the nearest hotel to drop these off at." She answered. "Come on Vash."
"Yes ma'am!" he saluted.
Meryl sighed and started walking with Milly at her side. Vash relaxed and followed her.
"Vash." Someone whispered.
Vash looked up to see who called his name. He didn't see anybody. Well, there's a whole lot of people but none were talking to him.
"Why, Vash." It called again.
Vash stopped walking and turned a full 360. He caught the eye of someone he new, but then he lost them.
Meryl glanced back at Vash and saw him staring at the crowd of people.
"Vash, what's the matter?" She called.
Vash turned to her, his red jacket blowing in the sudden gust of wind that coiled around him.
"It's nothing," he glanced over the crowd one last time, "nothing."
"Okay?" Meryl said. "Let's go then, we're almost there."
"Meryl I've noticed that Vash has been, well, he's been acting strange lately." Milly whispered.
"Yeah, he's been worrying me." She stated.
Meryl and Milly walked up to the hotel doors and opened them. Meryl walked up to the front desk while Milly held open the door for Vash.
"Hello, can I get two rooms please." She asked the clerk.
"I'm sorry ma'am but we only have one room left, it has two beds though." The man said.
Vash came up beside her and put his free hand on her head.
"We'll take it!" Vash stated.
"What!" Meryl yelled.
"Don't worry Meryl, me and you could have a bed and Vash take the other." Milly smiled.
"Well miss?" the clerk asked.
Meryl waved Vash's hand off her head.
"Fine." She said.
"Here you are miss," the clerk reached under the desk and grabbed the key, "It's room twenty on the second floor."
Meryl set her bag down and reached in her wallet.
"How much?" she asked.
"Oh, this one is on the house ma'am." He said.
"Are you sure?" Milly asked.
"Of course." He said.
"Why?" Vash demanded.
"Well, for any inconveniences we might of caused you." He reassured.
"Thanks." Meryl said. She put her wallet back in her bag, and started to walk upstairs.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Clerk sir." Milly replied.
"Yeah, what they said." Vash responded as he grabbed the key. He followed Milly upstairs to the room were they find Meryl waiting outside the door. Vash handed her the key. Meryl unlocked the door and opened it.
"At least the room's decently big." She muttered as she threw her bag on the bed.
"I think it's the nicest hotel we've been to, don't you think Mr. Vash?" Milly asked, setting her bag down and starting to unpack.
"Sure." He agreed.
He reached in his bag and grabbed some clothes and towels and walked into the bathroom.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"For crying out loud, I'm taking a shower." Vash yelled as he shut the door behind him, "Yeesh."
"Fine." Meryl frowned.
"You know, you two would make a cute couple." Milly said.
Meryl started to laugh. " Whatever you say."
Vash threw his clothes on the floor and turned on the water. He turned back around and started to take off his shirt. He looked up and glanced at the mirror and saw a reflection of somebody. Vash whipped around to see who it was. It was the person from earlier.
"But how . . ." Vash questioned.
The figure lunged at Vash and wrapped his hands around Vash's neck. He was trying to kill him. The figure knocked Vash back on to the sink, knocking stuff off at the same time. Meryl heard the crash and started to walk toward the door cautiously.
"Get . . . off me." Vash said. He reached for his gun, that was attached to his leg, and drew it up to the figures torso.
"Vash?" Meryl called from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"
Milly came up beside her.
The figure looked down at Vash's gun then back at him and smiled. Vash was about to pass out.
"No, I . . . I can't do it." He choked.
He dropped his on the floor. The figure lifted Vash in the air. Its smile grew even bigger. Vash reached his hand out and rested it on the figures shoulder. It glanced at Vash's hand then back at Vash only to be welcomed by his fist. The figure dropped Vash and they both collided to the floor. The figure wiped the blood from its lip, then disappeared in front of Vash's eyes.
"VASH!!" Meryl shouted. She swung open the door, only to find Vash on the floor, with gun in hand, gasping for air.
Vash looked up at her then back to the floor. Meryl came rushing to his side.
"What happened Vash?" she asked.
Milly walked by and turned off the water that was about to poor over.
Vash leaned back on the sink cabinets and raised his head. Meryl saw the hand marks on his neck.
"Who did this?" Meryl worried.
"They disappeared." Vash choked.
"Disappeared?" Milly asked. "Are you sure it wasn't your imagination."
Vash put his hand to his neck gently. "It felt real enough."
Meryl looked down at the blood on the floor.
"So, who did this?" she asked again.
Vash looked at both of them, fear and worry were etched on their faces. He took in a raspy breath.
" . . . Wolfwood."
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SHOCK, GASP, HORROR. CHAPTER TWO IS UP!!!!!!!!