Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood ❯ You Have To Try ( Chapter 5 )

The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Part Five: You Have To Try

By Bekka Mouri

(Trigun doesn't belong to me and I am making no money from this. Minor cussing… you have been warned! Some old baddies show up and get a little surprise ^_^)

" So, what should we do? " Wolfwood asked Vash. " Do we wait for something to happen or do we go find him? "

Vash stared down into his coffee as the waitress placed the plates of food in front of him and Wolfwood. They had found a restaurant close to the hotel and decided to get some breakfast while they figured out a plan. " I don't know. "

Wolfwood sighed, " You know, I hate to do all the thinking around here. "

Vash shook his head, " I thought about it all night. If we wait here, Knives could strike somewhere else but if we go back to the girls, he may target them. "

" But I have to get back to her, " Wolfwood ran a hand through his hair. " I have to make sure she's okay and I have to let her know I am still alive so she can stop making herself sick. "

" The shorthaired girl was really worried about her, " Vash muttered. " If Knives had stayed asleep, I could have found out more and maybe helped out somehow. "

Wolfwood sat quietly as he looked into his coffee. She had made him black coffee to go with the sandwiches that night. He kept his memory of them tucked away in his mind and thought of her often when he was staying with Momma. Momma had said there was a young lady who would need him and he knew it was Milly.

" Is there something wrong, Wolfwood? " Vash asked.

Wolfwood sighed, " No. I was just thinking. "

" Do you really need to see her that bad? " Vash asked quietly.

Wolfwood reached into his jacket and pulled out a cigarette. He got his matches and struck one on the table. He lit the cigarette and took a long drag as he shook out the match. He let the smoke out and looked at Vash, " More than you could imagine. "

Vash was about to say something when a loud explosion echoed down the street. He looked at an equally surprised Wolfwood, " Should we go see what it was? "

Wolfwood stamped out the cigarette, " Might as well. "

The two men got up and Vash threw some money on the table. Wolfwood glanced at it and saw it was only enough to paid for Vash's half of the meal. He growled and threw enough to cover his half of the bill before grabbing up the cross. Vash looked over at him, " What are you going to do with that? "

" I figured we'd walk up to see what happened. Depending on the situation, this could come in handy, " Wolfwood grinned.

" No killing! " Vash said.

Wolfwood slapped him upside the head, " Of course. Don't you think I learned anything from you, needle noggin? "

Vash rubbed the spot where Wolfwood hit him, " I wanted to make sure you remembered the rules. "

" I don't think I got a second chance just to start killing all over again, " Wolfwood stated. " Now, let's go. "

They stepped out into the street, looking to see where the action was. A crowd stood at the far end of the street watched as two giants hurled ball shaped objects at the bank. Each time the objects hit, they came skittering back just to be thrown again. Vash jerked Wolfwood into an alley, as he asked no one in particular, " The Nebraska Family is out of jail?"

" The Nebraska Family? " Wolfwood asked. " You mean the freak show family of robbers? "

" Yeah. I had to deal with the dad and one of the sons a while back. I got them turned in, " Vash looked at the female giant then at Golsef. " DAMN! The son's the spitting image of his mother. "

" Holy shit! " Wolfwood looked at the woman as she picked up one of the walking balls. " I'd hate to be her husband. "

" No joke. That guy is a nut job, " Vash said.

" What's with stumpy over there? " Wolfwood pointed at Golsef. He was missing a hand and where it should have been was wrapped in a bandage.

" I broke it when I saved Inepril City from them and it looks like the Professor hasn't got around to reattaching it yet, " Vash stated. " What do you think we should do? "

" Well, in my humble opinion, I think it would be a good idea to stop them from robbing the bank, " Wolfwood said, setting the cross down and unwrapping it.

" Okay. That's a good start. After that, I think we should try to get them subdued somehow, " Vash pulled his gun from under his shirt and made sure it was loaded.

Wolfwood pulled two of the handguns from the case and checked them over. They were in good condition and he grabbed some extra bullets. " They have a reward on them. I saw it the other day. "

" Yeah, three million double dollars. What do you say to 70/30? " Vash looked over his shoulder.

" What the fuck? " Wolfwood snapped. " It would only be fair if we split it 50/50! "

" You have money but I am running low, " Vash stated.

Wolfwood heard one of the walking balls hit the bank again. " Damn it, needle noggin. What are we doing? "

" We're arguing about money when we should be talking about what to do about the Nebraskas. "

" That's what I thought, " Wolfwood said. " We'll discuss terms later but I'm not taking any less than fifty percent. "

" Yeah, whatever. You keep an eye on them and I'll go get the sheriff. Don't move until I come back, " Vash said.

" What? I thought we were going to get them right now! " Wolfwood looked none too happy. He was itching to get down to business. He tucked the guns away in his jacket and leaned back against the wall, " Have it your way. "

" I don't want to get involved unless we have to, " Vash dashed off.

**

Marilyn Nebraska was pouting; she was pissed. Patricia and Golsef had hurled Chinpei, Tonkichi and Kanta into the bank walls repeatedly and the building was still standing. She wished Golsef hadn't accidentally stepped on her father when they broke out of jail but there was nothing she could do about it. The old coot would be laid up in bed for at least another month so she had to be the main brains of the group until then.

" Come on, you two! Put your arms into it! " She shouted. She wished Vash The Stampede hadn't destroyed Golsef's retractable fist. It would have made the job so much easier. ~I'll make daddy fix it once he gets better, ~ She thought.

Both mother and son grumbled before trying again. Chinpei went sailing first, followed by his brothers but there was still no effect. It seemed almost as if the building had been reinforced with steel and thick steel at that. Hardly anything could stop the boys but the bank was doing a good job of it.

" Where's the sheriff? " Someone shouted. " He needs to stop these freaks! "

Marilyn heard this and laughed maniacally…

**

Vash gasped as he walked into the sheriff's office. Bodies were everywhere and they weren't moving. ~No! Not again! ~ He thought to himself as he looked around. On the desk marked 'sheriff' sat what looked like a large cake pan.

He ran over and found the unmoving sheriff in the floor. He looked at the pan but nothing of the cake remained. He ran his finger around the bottom and looked; a thin coat of white powder covered his finger. He sniffed it but it had no noticeable odor so he contemplated tasting just a very little bit.

He barely touched it with his tongue and relaxed considerably. ~It's just sleeping powder, ~ He sighed, wiping the powder off of his finger. He leaned down and checked the sheriff. He had a pulse and his breathing was even.

He quickly checked everyone else, listening carefully in case the Nebraskas broke through the wall of the bank or Wolfwood got tired of waiting and took action without him. Everyone seemed okay so he decided to go back and report his findings to Wolfwood.

**

Five cigarette butts were on the ground and Wolfwood had the sixth in his mouth, puffing on it. He was getting anxious but had to wait for Vash to come back with the sheriff. He finished the cigarette and threw it on the ground. He stepped on it to out it out and was surprised that he had smoked so much his third day out.

" Well, looks like my habit is back, " He muttered, taking yet another cigarette out. He put it between his lips and went to get a match when someone plucked it out. He looked up and found Vash was back. " What is it? Can't you see I'm trying to smoke here? "

" You've had enough and we need to get out there, " Vash said, throwing the cigarette on the ground.

Wolfwood grabbed it up and put it back in his jacket. " Couldn't you find the sheriff anywhere? "

" He's sleeping. Everyone in the sheriff's office is asleep. Someone gave them a cake laced with sleeping powder, " Vash was starting to feel a little dizzy but he figured it was from the rush of fear he had gotten when he thought all those people were dead.

" Really? That must have taken some thinking, " Wolfwood said. " How did you figure it out? "

" The pan was still there so I checked it out, " Vash looked a little puzzled.

" What's wrong? "

" Why are there two of you? " Vash's speech was starting to sound slurred.

" What are you talking about? " Wolfwood looked at Vash like he was crazy… crazier than usual. He realized just how Vash could have checked out the pan. " You didn't taste it, did you? "

" Juss a little, " Vash yawned and shut his eyes, " Oooh sleepy, sleepy. "

Wolfwood caught Vash as he fell asleep on his feet causing him to fall over. He eased him to the ground and did some creative cussing. " Stupid needle noggin!!! How could you do something that dumb? "

Vash snored in response and Wolfwood wanted to kick him repeatedly. It seemed like he would be on his own for this one. He took a deep breath and stepped out into the street, walking towards the bank and hoping Vash hadn't dosed himself too bad. He really wasn't certain how he could take down the two big ones but he figured he'd come up with something.

**

Vash opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times, noticing that it was starting to get dark out. He tried to remember where he was and how he got there. ~Let's see… I remember something about the Nebraska family and a cake but why am I in this alley? ~

" Are you finally awake? " Wolfwood grumbled. He was sitting on the ground next to Vash, had a cigarette in his mouth and a bag in his lap.

" Yeah. Could you tell me what happened? " Vash said, trying to sit up.

Wolfwood nodded, " You fell asleep and I had to go fight the Nebraskas on my own. "

Vash blinked, " I fell asleep? "

" You went to get the sheriff and found everyone asleep. Then I assumed you played Mr. Detective and discovered a cake pan. Of course, this is all speculation since I had to wait here and only had what you told me to go on. Anyway, you checked out this cake pan by tasting something from it and came back here just in time to go to dream land. "

Vash had to think for a moment, " Wow. Uh... um... ooops. "

" So I had to go out there and take down the Nebraskas by myself. Of course it did help that they were pretty slow but the odds weren't in my favor at all. "

Vash put his hand behind his head and smiled, " You aren't mad at me, are you? I didn't know that such a tiny bit of that powder would do that. "

" Sure you didn't, " Wolfwood's voice had a hint of disdain to it. He picked up the bag in his lap. " Here. I believe this is yours. "

" What is it? " Vash looked down at the bag. A huge double dollar sign stared back at him.

" Your half of the money, " Wolfwood put the cigarette out.

" You took them down? " Vash's eyes grew wide. " You didn't kill any of them, did you? "

" Not a one although they are all going to have headaches when they wake up, " Wolfwood smirked. " They are going to be king-sized headaches at that. "

" That's great but I let you down. I wasn't out there to help so I don't deserve any of this, " Vash reached to hand the bag back but Wolfwood stopped him.

" Maybe not physically but everything I learned just by watching you helped me a lot. You deserve it, " Wolfwood smiled. " Otherwise, I just would have shot them all in five minutes and still had time to smoke a cigarette or two. "

Vash laughed, " I guess I am contagious. "

" Perhaps but you are still an idiot for tasting that cake pan, " Wolfwood smacked Vash upside the head. Vash glared at him but he ignored it as he stood up and stretched. He yawned, " I think I'll go back to my room now. "

Vash watched as Wolfwood walked out of the alley and turned toward where the hotel was. He felt himself smile and muttered, " I'll be damned. "

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