Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Angle In Hiding, the story lost in a sea of sand ❯ Secrets and Forgotten Lies ( Chapter 1 )

Ok so….I basically read what I posted a long while back and went OMG that sucks and got all these ideas on how it can be better so….here we go again. ANYWAYS, I don't own Trigun cause if I did I wouldn't be writing this, Id be making it part of the series. Now then I need Vash, Legato, and Meryl to the front of the stage please. Places everyone. And ACTION

Chapter One- Secrets and Forgotten Lies.

A cool breeze swaying spikes of golden-blond hair. Desert sand scratching against worn black boots. Sea green eyes searching. Those same eyes finally meeting familiar storm grey ones. A gloved hand ready to draw a gun at any given moment. Rough brown rope tied tightly around slender wrists. A woman torn between choices.

An un-friendly hand rested upon a capped shoulder. Long nails breaking through the thin fabric of clothes and ripping away skin, causing blood to smear against the very tips of his digits. Golden eyes laughing at shocked green ones.

A smirk. Golden eyes never leaving green ones as a figure lead over whispering words, past the dark blue hair and in to her ear. A gasp. A single tear running down a now pale face. A voice being restrained by golden eyes. A struggle with the rope. Wrists now red and burning. A voice let go.

"What do you want, Legato?" Green eyes, void of all emotion.

"Funny you should ask that." Golden eyes shimmered in the sun. " I want this wench to tell you the truth for once in her miserable life, and mine. I want her to finally accept what she is and not hide it from the world. I want to see her wings."

Green eyes now showed one emotion. Confusion. Grey eyes saddened and a voice finally spoke.

"If that is what u wish, brother," the word brother spoke with such venom and hatred as one could poses, "then so be it."

And as she spoke a new wind stirred. A wind carrying with it a new feeling of power. A small light shown gently around her standing body, her hair gently waving in the wind. Storm grey eyes closed. A figures torso jerking forward and slightly down as dark black wings shoot from her back. A cry of pain. Blood pouring into the sand from the wound created on her back.

A figure slowly falling to the ground bellow. Green eyes shocked and staring. A figure barley alive against the reddened sand.

ME: Wooohooooooooo!! Now who liked that better then the first time I did it [posted under the story Angle In Hideing]? Anyway wow this is so much better ::jumps up and down screaming with joy:: alrighty. Please review even if you've never read the crappy first version I did [><]. [prefers the thought that NO ONE read it xD] OK REVIEW PEOPLE. We don't want a cranky Kitty on our hands! No come on Legato! Its PAAAAARTY time!

Legato: Do we hafta? Why can't we just go back to your house and…

Vash: MERYL!!! ::runs over to meryl:: omg are you ok??? ::checks over her::

Meryl: Vash it was just acting, I'm totally fine.

Vash: I just don't like seeing you hurt

Meryl: That's so sweet! ::gives Vash a kiss::

Me and Legato: Awwwwwww

Me: Ok come on Legato, I like the way you think ::purrs sexily::