Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Incompatible ❯ Chapter 0016 ( Chapter 16 )

Trigun Fanfic

Trigun © Yasuhiro Nightow * Shonen Gaho-sha * Tokuma Shoten * JVC * Pioneer Entertainment (USA) Inc.

The following fanfiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

--Incompatible-

Trigun Fanfic Featuring Knives and Meryl. Knives hates all humans. Meryl just hates Knives. It's a match ideal for the promise of Eden.

By Chiruken

Chapter 16

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"Explain to me again what is right and what is wrong. Tell me again what it is to know the difference. How do we know which path to follow? Who sets up the rules to determine the truth? Who defines what is right and what is wrong? What is it based on? How do we know who is right? Whose words to we believe? Whose truth do we follow? What is right for one is wrong for the other. What is good to one may be bad for another. Explain it to me please! Tell me how to know the difference so I can do the right thing1"

"We must always strive to treat others as we would have them treat us. If we treat others with respect, then they will be more inclined to treat **us** with respect. By hurting others, we are really only hurting ourselves in the end. Do you see it now?"

"But…what if they still hurt us even if we leave them be? What then?"

"Walk away…smile and forgive them and walk away. It is not up to us to judge…it is not up to us to take revenge for wrongs done against us. It is better to just walk away and leave those who hurt us be. Only by doing this can we hope to find the peace we've been searching for so long to find. Remember…no one has the right to take another's life…no one."

Knives sat up with a start, heart pounding in his ears as he tried to catch his breath. He looked around the darkened room wildly for a moment, almost convinced that the woman was in there with him. After a moment he slowly relaxed as awareness seeped into his panicking mind. It had been a dream…a frighteningly vivid dream, but just a figment of his overactive mind none the less. He shivered and fell back against the pillow again. Why he was dreaming of Rem Saverem now of all times was beyond him. He'd been unable to buy into her 'love and peace' philosophy when he was a child, having been taught differently at the hands and rough tutelage of Steve. But he'd wanted to believe at first. Desperately so, in fact. He'd wanted so badly to believe that he would find Eden with his brother and Rem and all the other humans sleeping aboard the ships of the Seeds Project…and he'd been disappointed to discover that everything Rem had been teaching them had been a lie. A horribly cruel lie…

He sighed and scrubbed his face wearily. He didn't like remembering the past and found it disturbing that his sleeping mind was forcing him to do it any way. Now, more so than ever, he believed that he had to leave this peaceful town and search for his own answers. He needed to find out for himself if he'd been wrong all this time and had committed a grave error…a horrible crime that he had no right to ever ask forgiveness for…or if he'd been right all along and humanity was nothing more than the parasitic organisms he'd claimed them to be. The truth, he knew, was out there, beyond the boundaries of the bubble the town had created around him. He had to break through the soft cocoon surrounding him and discover the truth for himself. Until then, he would never find the peace he sought.

He knew all this, yet he was still reluctant to leave. He turned his head and looked at the closed door, his mind seeking the familiar presence of the woman sleeping in her own room. He smiled and relaxed when his mind touched hers briefly, soft like the caress of a butterfly's wings. He wouldn't intrude on her thoughts and dreams. He had no wish to harm her…not after she'd been so kind and caring towards him. He had no illusions about her motives, though. She'd done it all for his brother, not for him. He couldn't fault her for it either. She'd never tried to hide her feelings towards Vash, though the idiot was too blind to pay attention to it. He frowned at the train of thought his mind was following. How could Vash not see how she felt about him? It was painfully obvious yet his brother continued on as if blissfully ignorant of the depth of her feelings. He sighed and shook his head, lacing his hands behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling through the darkness. It was almost painful to watch her sometimes. She waited patiently for Vash's return, always maintaining her quiet vigilance, but he knew it hurt her deeply the longer he stayed away. **Vash…you're a moron.** He sent the thought out to his twin through their telepathic link, not expecting a reply. His brother still maintained a stony silence, completely shutting him out, even now.

Knowing this, it came a shock when he **did** receive an answer. **What did I do now?**

He almost fell off the bed in his surprise. **Vash?** He asked cautiously.

**What?** Came the ready answer. **Why are you calling me names this time, brother?** There was wary indignation in the thought.

**Where the hell are you?** He countered not bothering to hide his irritation…as if he could. The drawback to communicating in this manner was that emotions couldn't easily be hidden from the receiver of the thoughts.

**Uh…doesn't matter, does it? What do want, Knives?**

He scowled and shook his head, his exasperation clear. **Never mind.** He abruptly cut off the conversation and closed his eyes. At least Vash was speaking to him again. That was an improvement, even if a small one. He'd appeared to be closer, too. Maybe Meryl had been right when she said that Vash and Millie were returning. He hoped so. He wanted to see his brother again…at least once…before he left to search for his truths.