Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood ❯ On The Outside ( Prologue )

Outside: Prologue to 'The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood'

Lyrics By Staind And Fred Durst

Assembled and Written By Bekka Mouri

(Trigun doesn't belong to me and the song isn't mine either. Every time I hear this song, I can see Wolfwood and Vash. I sort of came up with the idea for it while I was thinking about the time Wolfwood commented to Vash about how he was hurting on the inside and the time that he said was reminded of every thing he hated about himself when he looked at Vash. If I could I would do a video but this will have to do for now. I really borrowed from the series so there's a ton of spoilers and this is more like covering stuff that happened between Vash and Wolfwood in the anime as a lead up to my story.)

And you

Bring me to my knees

Again

All the times

I could beg you please

In vain

All the times

That I felt insecure

For you

But I leave

My burdens at the door

Vash watched as Wolfwood walked to a woman and two little girls. The priest had heard the little girls telling their mother that they were hungry but the woman didn't have any food for them. She begged them to hold on just a little while longer and she would get them plenty to eat once they reached the city. It wasn't the answer the girls wanted to hear and they begged their mother for something to eat.

Wolfwood threw down the cigarette he had just lit and stamped it out with his foot before going to the woman and two children. He crouched down to the girls' eye level and asked them if they were hungry. They just blinked at him, wary of the stranger that had only been rescued a short while before. He reached into his pocket and pulled out three meal blocks, holding them out to the girls.

~Wow. Look at him. He seems like a really nice guy… that's so generous of him to do that, ~Vash felt a smile spread across his lips as he watch the priest give away most of what was probably his only rations until he reached town.

He told each girl which one was theirs, keeping one for himself and the girls smiled. They took the offered food and the mother thanked Wolfwood as he stood up. He watched them leave before walking back over to where Vash was sitting in the shade of the bus. He looked down at Vash, surprised at what he saw…

But I'm on the outside

And I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Cause inside your ugly

Your ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

" Well, I'll be, " Wolfwood said incredulity. " You can smile like that. "

" What do you mean? " Vash asked, his smile lessening a little.

" You're always smiling real friendly like but your smile is so empty it hurt to watch you. It's like your hurting like crazy and grinning to hide it. That's how it looks to me. "

All the times

That I felt like this won't end

Was for you

And I taste

What I could never have

It's from you

All the times

That I've tried

My Intentions

Full of pride

But I waste

More time than anyone

The men from the caravan had lined up, making it impossible for them to move except towards the sprays. Wolfwood had saved Milly and the two teenagers after he seen the men coming for them. He didn't know why he was doing it but he knew he had to. Wolfwood knew that the boy had a gun but he would be no match for over a dozen men with rifles and other assorted weaponry so he took off after them.

When he got to them, the men from the caravan had the boy restrained, the girl on the ground and Milly looked like she had been knocked down as well. He heaved his cross and threw it, pinning the man who held the boy to the ground. The other men looked in shock for a moment before running at Wolfwood. He took care of the men in no time at all and the boy ran for his girlfriend as Wolfwood wondered out loud what he was doing.

Milly was there instantly, thanking him and wanting to know why he had come after all. He looked away from her, " I was infected by your nosiness… " He muttered then thought, ~I think I caught it from Vash. ~

Wolfwood looked over his shoulder and more men from the caravan had them surrounded. He realized that they were serious. " So, you mean business? " He said and grabbed the cross. " Then expect no mercy! "

He released the straps and let the cloth fall away from the huge crucifix. The arm slid open and he grabbed some guns. Time seemed to slow as the outline of another man approaching became visible and Wolfwood furrowed his brow, wondering who it was. He wore a red coat, had on sunglasses and spiky blonde hair.

He pushed his glasses up a little as Milly and Wolfwood stared in disbelief. Milly tried to say his name but the word caught in her throat. " Vash The Stampede? " Wolfwood said, not knowing what to think.

Julius stared in disbelief as well, " You're kidding… did my dad hire him? "

One of the men said something to Vash and he moved forward before he reached for his gun. He aimed it with a steady arm and an indifferent expression on his face. At first, he pointed it at Milly and Wolfwood then leveled so it was aimed at the teenagers. Wolfwood couldn't believe what he was seeing and he shouted at Vash, " Do you know what you are doing? "

Vash didn't flinch, " Yep. With God as my witness… "

Julius ran for Moore but Vash fired, sending the boy to the ground. Milly gasped and Vash took aim at Moore, sending her down to the ground as Julius touched it. Wolfwood clenched his cigarette in his teeth; anger growing in his veins as he realized the situation was a little odd. Milly screamed and fell to the ground, weeping for the fallen adolescents.

~What the fuck is he doing? Who is this man? This can't be Vash, ~ He thought, narrowing his eyes. ~Wait a minute… hmmm… ~

The men were angry that Vash shot their pass and one of them aimed their gun, screaming at him. Wolfwood thought as the men confronted Vash and Vash turned the gun on them. The men ran away and Milly started towards Vash as Wolfwood muttered, " Now he's done it. "

Milly punched Vash in the face and sent his glasses flying from his face, asking him why but he remained silent. The shorthaired girl came up and Milly hugged her, crying over the loss of the teens. Wolfwood passed them and went to Vash, crushing the blonde's fallen sunglasses as he tried to pick them up from the ground. " You want to settle what we started back in May City? "

Wolfwood grabbed Vash by the shoulder of his coat and snatched his gun away. He flipped it open and sent the bullets flying into the air, grabbing one. He held it between his fingers, " That was a realistic performance… do you normally kill with these? " He squeezed the rubber bullet between his fingers before loading it back into the gun and firing at Vash.

" Don't fire those so close! That stings! " Vash whined after he had fallen to the ground.

A few hours later, the caravan was able to continue but that was when Wolfwood decided it was time for him to move on as well. When he left, Vash asked if he would ever see him again and Wolfwood chuckled…

But I'm on the outside

I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Cause inside you're ugly

You're ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

" I don't know and besides, whenever I look at you, I'm reminded of everything I hate about myself. It hurts. "

**

Two years passed before they saw each other again and Vash wasn't even sure why Wolfwood had bothered to look for him. Wolfwood wanted him to take up his gun again but he wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do. That was when Wolfwood told him about Carcases and how everyone had vanished without a trace. He also told him of a name carefully written in red on the town's monument… Knives.

Wolfwood left the room and Vash stared down at his gun. Clouds passed over the suns and the room became dark as Vash tried to decide what to do, the metal of his gun turning dark… dark like its twin… HIS twin's gun. He loved having a normal life but he just couldn't let Knives kill people. He then heard Cheryl, demanding that someone give her a gun because the bandits had got Lina.

The clouds moved away from the suns and the gun shined bright silver. Vash took a deep breath and knew what he had to do… for Lina's sake as well as everyone else as well. He got out of the bed and put on his clothes, knowing he had to take on his title once more… just once more.

**

He sat at the foot of the monument, his eyes focused on the ground until he heard footsteps approaching and he looked up. There was his friend but were they really ever friends at all? How could he go and do that when he claimed to love children so much? They stared at each other in tense silence before Wolfwood turned his head away and continued to walk.

~Wolfwood… ~ He thought. ~Why? Why did you do it? ~

~Damn it, needle noggin, ~ Wolfwood thought as he walked across the square. ~Why did you have to rub off on me so damn much? No one has ever had this much of an effect on me… except for… her. ~

All the times

That I've cried

All this wasted

It's all inside

And I feel

All this pain

Stuffed it down

It's back again

And I lie

Here in bed

All alone

I can't mend

But I feel

Tomorrow will be okay

Vash lay awake in his bed, wondering what he should say and what he should do. He pressed his face into the blanket and wished she could help him… ~What should I say to him? What should I do? Rem… ~

But I'm on the outside

And I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Cause inside you're ugly

You're ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

He sat on the car, sick to his stomach and unable to stop seeing what had happened. He had found the man Wolfwood referred to as Caine and destroyed his gun. He told Caine to go on home because it was too hot but Caine didn't go home. He stood to his feet and put a gun to his head, splattering his brains all over the sand.

Vash buried Caine along with his gun and went back to town, parking the car in front of the saloon where he had parted ways with Wolfwood earlier that morning. He didn't know how long he had been there when he heard footsteps that he assumed belonged to Wolfwood because it was only logical. The footsteps stopped next to the car and he spoke. " What's wrong? "

" I failed to save another life, " Vash said quietly.

" Oh well. Every mortal man is bound to make a few mistakes. Just be more careful next time, " Wolfwood replied.

" It isn't something I can accept that easily! " Vash said, his voice becoming a little louder. He looked at Wolfwood, ready to say something else but Wolfwood interrupted.

" Then let it get to you, " Wolfwood smiled. " That is also the mortal way of life. "

Vash looked away, " Mortal… "

" Knives is in Demitrihi, " Wolfwood said.

" Knives, " Vash said then realized something. He looked up, " Wolfwood, how do you know that? "

Vash turned to face him but he was gone, leaving only a trail of crimson behind…

**

He pushed the doors to the church open and stepped inside. " I hope you don't mind me barging in like this, " He said as he walked down the aisle between the abandoned dusty pews. He reached the altar and let the cross touch the ground as he leaned on it for support. " In spite of my profession, I have never made a confession before… "

**

She looked down at the ground and frowned. ~Blood, ~ the word slipped across her mind. ~Where does it lead? Will it lead me to him? ~

She followed the trail to a church and watched as a man carrying a large cross opened the doors and went inside. She looked around to see if anyone else was around before she continued after him. She tried to make as little noise as possible as she slipped in behind him, seeing he had gone to the altar and noticed more blood.

" It's these times we live in, I did what it took to protect the children at any cost, " He spoke and she nearly jumped out of her skin. " That's how I always justified my actions. I took many lives, thinking all that time there was no other way. "

" My sins are so heavy… too heavy to ever atone for, " He fell forward, his legs trembling before he fell to his knees. " And yet somehow, I feel happy… at peace with myself today. "

~Don't ever think that, ~ She thought and wanted to move to him. She had to help him or he would die. Her feet wouldn't move, like an unseen hand was holding her back. She fought a lump in her throat as she continued to listen.

" It really can be done once you stop to think about it. There are plenty of ways to save everyone. Why didn't I ever listen to him? Why didn't I see that before it was too late? " He reached into his coat but she couldn't see what he was getting.

A moment later, she heard a match being stuck and the sounds of the man taking puffs off of a cigarette. " Now that tastes good… " He whispered and fell silent. A scant few moments passed and the cigarette fell from his lips, tumbling to the floor.

He took a shallow breath before he spoke again, " If I am reincarnated, I would like to live some place where life is easier. Somewhere with nothing but peaceful days… somewhere with no stealing or killing… Eden. In Eden, I could live happily with him and the girls. "

He paused again and she took a step forward but stopped when he moved, trying to get up. " I'm not ready yet! " He shouted. " I still have so much left do! I want to stay with them… I don't want to die! "

He moved more, " I'm a man! Was everything I did in my life a mistake? Would I be wrong now to ask for your forgiveness? "

" I did not want to die this way! " He shouted, looking up towards the ceiling before he slumped back down, his hand hitting the floor limply. Outside, she could hear some birds fly past the church… and footfalls on the sand.

~Damn! I need to get to him but I can't! What if that's the man who shot him coming to finish him off? ~ She thought before bolting into s shadow where she hoped no one could see her.

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