Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Lost soul ❯ Change in Plans? ( Chapter 7 )

Hi!!!! Did yal miss me! Hehe, ok so the previous chapter wasn't really chapter but if I didn't say something I'd feel like I was writing to ghosts! So, I want to give a majorly humungo thnx to Akira139!!!!!!!!! Dude/Dudett you rock! You're my first review guy and I totally love the thingy about Rey, but thing is I wanted some crazed maniac dude in the beginning of my story so that the ending could be that much sweeter! And unless you're like some wacko freak that thinks that Meryl will end up with Rey…..dude…your weird…cause she ain't! And by the way those who review will get a cool public announcement of thnx just like I thanked Akira139 today! Now on to the story yal!!!

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Here's a small recap from last chapter yal!

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It was almost complete, all that was left to do was activate its program and introduce it to our little sleeping beauty and it's new master, Death Strike. He returned to the room were death strike was sleeping. She looked so at peace, so calm, so innocent. As he looked at her he wondered about the previous events that took place. Why had she done that to herself? What possessed her to disobey her program and purposely harm herself? He had guessed that the fact that he had programmed Vash to be her trigger had some affect on it. No matter, he thought. He had recently changed her programming, she would remember everything that had taken place…everything. He only changed one thing. He made it so Death Strike would love him as he loved her. He couldn't bare to let her go…never. No one could take her away from him, not even Vash the Stampede….

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Ooooo…creep y..creepy yal! Now, let's check on our sleep' in beauty!

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Slowly, she opened her eyes, carefully she scanned the room. She noticed a large figure in the room next room and decided to check it out. As she entered the room she heard Rey's voice. "Good, your programming is complete…now I can introduce you to your knew master. Death Strike entered the room to find Rey standing next to a large dragon-like figure. Rey spoke again, "I have a new friend for you my sweet…come meet your new partner, Cyclone."

Death Strike advanced forward and touched the creature's cold nose. It responded by bending downward as if to welcome her kind gesture. "Good morning Cyclone" death strike spoke as if she was a little girl that just received a long awaited for puppy. Surprised at her reaction, he held her from behind and she stopped her petting. She turned to meet his face. "Lead the way" She said.

He let go of her and pointed to a map that stood hanging on the wall. On the map there were little red dots everywhere, but where Rey was pointing there was a small blue dot. She nodded and motioned Cyclone to come, and left out the door. Surprised at her actions and lack of interest, he stared at the blue dot, "Vash…." he mumbled.

As Death Strike she could hear Rey say the word, she ignored it. She noticed the change in her programming, little did Rey know, nothing had changed. She had awoken early and found Rey hard at work with her new watcher. She noticed the new emotions she had felt toward Rey, and decided against it. She had left the building and gone into a secret basement area Rey thought she didn't know about. She had discovered it long before they left for the town, but not only did she discover the lab itself, but also, that inside of it.

The lab was more of a storage for loose papers and plans of destruction. But that was not what had caught her eye. Some of the documents she had gone through had information about Vash, she scanned through and found why Rey despised him, and yet by carefully looking through everything she discovered what was truly at fault for his brother's death.

She also noticed some more recent documents that had information about a women named "Derenger Meryl". From what she could gather, this women was an excellent gunman that had died in the midst of battle. Apparently a mysterious man -no description- had robbed the town and shot her. As she continued to search through the files, she found a picture of the deceased women…..she froze…the image haunted her in ways unimaginable to the mind.

She dropped the files and left the lab only to see that Rey was still working on his new machine. She laid back on her bed and fell back asleep before Rey noticed anything. Rey of course was too deep in thought and too focused on his new creature to even notice that death strike had left.

Death strike walked onward, discarding the previous events that took place. She teleported to the next target and stood at the entrance of the town. She looked over to cyclone that stood next to her and placed her hand on her head. "Here we go" she spoke softly as if she was against what actions where to be taken next. Cyclone looked at her with his silver eyes. Somehow, she felt as though cyclone agreed with the fact that what they were about to do was wrong. "You have doubts as well?" Death Strike spoke to the dragon. It nodded and they continued walking forward. Death Strike had decided to delay the attack for a short while, uncertain of what she was feeling. She cloaked herself using the special technology that had been upgraded into her and went inside a bar that was in the town. Death Strike now looked like a harmless girl, still wearing her original outfit. (Which if you don't remember consists of a black robe-like gown with silver trimming, it tied in front of her breasts with two X-shaped buckles.

She wore a dark blue tank top that was cut right under the buckles. Her stomach was visible and the robe cut off right under her heels. She had black caprees that were also silver trimmed, with red lightening bolts going down the sides. She also had black gloves with the fingers cut off and high boots that had buckles going down the sides.

Her hair was now all black with not one colored streak. Her sunglasses where gone now, her eyes had cloaked themselves to a beautiful blue color. Her nails of course where now shorter and where no longer claws. She was still armed with her three swords. Two short ones (I think their called Kodachies or somthin?) and one long one. And last but not least she still carried a large gun (like Vash's) as well as her knife on her boot.)

She looked like a regular bounty hunter and hopefully no one would get suspicious. Cyclone merely kept his form and also entered the bar after her. (I mean come on…what? Is he going to be a puppy or something?) As they walked in all eyes where on them in a moment. (Gee…..I wonder whose BAR it is…….O.o????? hehe) Lara greeted the new customers and they took a seat at the bar and Death Strike placed her gun on the bar table. Many people in the bar still had their eyes fixed on Death Strike and Cyclone.

Cyclone gave them a warning look and they all turned away. Death Strike chuckled at the sight and patted Cyclone on the head. He smiled at her and purred under her touch. Lara offered them drinks on the house and left to the back of the bar. 'Such a nice town' death strike thought to herself. She questioned what she'd just said. 'nice town' she thought again….too bad. She stopped her thoughts there and looked to Cyclone. "I can't do this Cye (short for Cyclone)…" she spoke with a lingering pain in her throat.

Cyclone nodded and they left the bar before Lara could come back, but when she did she noticed Death Strikes gun still on the table. "Poor girl must have forgotten it" she said to herself. As Death Strike and Cyclone made there way down the streets of the town, they noticed the dark shade of the sky. "It's getting dark" said Cyclone. "What? You are able to speak?" said a very startled Death Strike.

"Of course, I am as much as a human as you are miss" he said. She gave him a look and turned away. "Does it bother you miss? Is it bad that you are not fully human?" He spoke with a sorrowful tone. She turned to face his pain-stricken face but could not answer him. "I understand… I myself was created from the genes of a human, a smart one at that, miss" he spoke with joy. "How is it that you are so happy Cye? What is this joy that keeps you" Death Strike was puzzled.

"It's hard to explain miss, I only act how I feel" He could not find a way to answer her question exactly but he felt she understand with the slight nod she gave him. "Do not trouble yourself with unneeded thoughts miss" he spoke again, this time in a comforting and soothing voice. "I thank you cye" She hugged him and continued forward. "Hey Cye…" Death strike spoke again. "Yes Mistress" "Why are you not like Rey, if you were designed to protect me then why do you act as though you are my brother and not my comrade?" Her voiced was perplexed.

"Well, like you I too have done some modifications". Death Strike was shocked. "How were you able to manage that?" this one she just had to know. "The human genes that I was created with were kind and loving and unlike the cruel and heartless data that was programmed into me, so I merely erased that data and made it so that these human emotions became my new programming format". Death Strike was still confused but somehow understood his words.

The thundering clouds interrupted their conversation. The rain started to pour and they ran for shelter from the wet drops. They made it under the overhead of an Inn. They decided to stay there for the night. Destruction could wait, all they needed was a little rest….for now….

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Ok , this time I made it so that it wasn't like a life/death cliffe! Happy? Hehe! The story gets a lot happier and better as the chapters start to flow in. So? What do ya think? Are they gonna destroy the town? Will Lara ever find her mysterious customer again? (you know so she can give her the gun and all) Will the people in the bar stop staring at random people? Will I ever get to sleep in again?….no afraid not! >o< nooooooo! Dash it all!

Oh well, I'll update soon….REVIEW PEOPLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love,

Ozelie

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