| Chapter 1|
Kill the spiders . . . to protect the butterflies. . .
Vash sighed as he looked down at his brother, Knives. Bullets were all over him and were just healing as he lay in Vash's bed. Vash could even hear him gasping for air.
"I shot him," he said to himself. "I can't believe I shot him. . . again." He set a hand on his brother's chest. "Please forgive me."
A tear formed from his eye and dropped down onto Knives cheeks. He stirred while Vash watched him. "But still, he killed Rem, and she's not coming back. Not ever. And it's all because of you Knives."
He felt Knives' heart pumping slowly. "Vash . . ." he murmured. He stirred once more, and then moaned. Knives had been shot on both arms and legs. His arms were the most injured because of the anglearm. Vash on the other hand, only had one.
"Please forgive me," he begged. More tears were rushing out. He couldn't stop himself. "Please, Knives. . ."
Then he felt a cold hand placed on his. Vash looked up and realized that it was his brother. Knives, still gasping for air, gave Vash a small smile. "Knives. . ." Knives slowly closed his eyes again. His brother held his hand more tighter.
"You . . .won," whispered Knives. "I know," replied his twin. "Don't say anything." "Wh - Where am I?" "Shh, will you?" Vash said, narrowing his eyes. "Meryl will come with some wet towels. You'll be okay."
Knives didn't listen and tried to get up. The little broken bones on his shoulders twitched and caused him to yell. "Ahh! What is happening?" "I told you to stay quiet!"
Meryl walked in with wet towels, followed by her assistant and friend, Millie. They both smiled at Knives when they reached the bed. "How is he, Vash?" Vash nodded, "Good but still stubborn as always." Millie grinned and reached into her bag, "Since you two are brothers, I figured you might enjoyed this too!" With that, she handed Knives a cream filled donut.
Knives turned away, almost pushing Millie's arm aside with a growl. She stared at him, "Wow, you're right. Stubborn as a beaver!" Meryl took a piece of towel and placed it on Knives head. She cautiously backed away after that. "Listen, if you don't like to have that on, then -"
"Shut up!" Knives murmured. "Who says I don't like it on?" Vash sighed again, "I'm out of here. I'm tired of seeing Knives like this." He grabbed the box of donuts with him, "Later!"
Meryl watched Vash leave and stared at Knives, "Uh, I gotta go too!" She practically ran out the room. Millie laughed, "They seem like they're scared of you or something! If you ask me, I think that you're a nice person who just wants a friend. A person who someone can talk to when they're lonely. Or a person who can be there whenever his friends needed him the most. A person who one can relay on when they needed to pay the bills, or rent a house, or a fix an engine, or clean a leak, Oh! Speaking of water, Meryl and I -"
"SHUT UP!!" Knives screamed. His pupils got small. Millie paused, "What did you say? You were talking too loud." He got frustrated to the point he couldn't take it anymore. "I shouldn't be here!! I shouldn't live with anyone as low as humans!!" With all his effort, he managed to get off the bed.
"Hey, get back in bed!!" Millie commanded. Knives held his legs, "Ouch." Then looked at Millie, "I said shut up!" He scanned the room for a gun and luckily, he found one on a table. It was probably Vash's. He lunged for it and aimed it at Millie. She started to panic.
"Um, Mr. Knives? Is it alright if you would put that down?"
"Tch, no, you don't deserve to live. All humans ever do is pollute the world. And you're one of them!" He set his fingers on the trigger and laughed. Millie panicked even more, "That's not very nice you know! Uh, at least we humans can make buildings!" Knives paused, "You got a point. But I don't need buildings. An Eden of plants is what I desire."
He wasted no time and pulled the trigger. Millie covered her ears and shut her eyes. She kept like that for twenty seconds. Then looked up, "Um, aren't you going to shoot me?"
Knives pulled the trigger again. Nothing. "Shoot! No bullets!" Millie sighed a sigh of relief.
Vash walked in, "What's up? Are you planning to kill someone again?" Knives dropped the gun. Vash and Millie began to laugh. "I thought you were plotting that," Vash chuckled. "So I took the bullets out. Now I see that you can walk all the way to the table."
"Good job!" Millie clapped. "Let's teach him to say 'hello' next!" "I'm with you!" agreed Vash. Knives turned red with fury, "I will not stay here to be insulted!! I hate you all!!"
Vash stopped laughing and turned serious, "Aw, come on, bro. There must be someone you love." Knives didn't answer and limper out the room.
"He hates everyone," said Vash. "That's the darn truth." He turned to Millie, "Hey, let's see the water you've found!" She grinned, "Okay! Come with me, it's such an incredible sight!"
* * *
Knives opened the door and walked outside. It was getting dark and he was glad. He didn't want any more people to bother him.
The pain on his leg was still going, and he clutched it tight. "Aw, it will heal soon." He let go and looked around for a nice quiet spot. Far ahead, was a cliff, a cliff that was balancing the moon. It was taller than any other cliffs out there. Knives made his way towards it.
He panted as he climbed. He was far away from Vash and the others. Maybe they would be glad he was gone.
When he arrived, he could see the moon waiting for him. Stars were waiting too, dancing in the night sky. Knives stared at it for a long time. Images of Vash and him when they were young came once in a while. It was hard for him. He loved his brother. But what Vash wants, he doesn't want. And the love will break. But eventually, when they meet, it was still there.
He blinked to wash away the tears. Knives collapse down on the dusty ground.
Kill the spiders . . . to save the butterflies . . .
"I will become a spider as well. . .when it all ends."
Kill the spiders . . . to protect the butterflies. . .
Vash sighed as he looked down at his brother, Knives. Bullets were all over him and were just healing as he lay in Vash's bed. Vash could even hear him gasping for air.
"I shot him," he said to himself. "I can't believe I shot him. . . again." He set a hand on his brother's chest. "Please forgive me."
A tear formed from his eye and dropped down onto Knives cheeks. He stirred while Vash watched him. "But still, he killed Rem, and she's not coming back. Not ever. And it's all because of you Knives."
He felt Knives' heart pumping slowly. "Vash . . ." he murmured. He stirred once more, and then moaned. Knives had been shot on both arms and legs. His arms were the most injured because of the anglearm. Vash on the other hand, only had one.
"Please forgive me," he begged. More tears were rushing out. He couldn't stop himself. "Please, Knives. . ."
Then he felt a cold hand placed on his. Vash looked up and realized that it was his brother. Knives, still gasping for air, gave Vash a small smile. "Knives. . ." Knives slowly closed his eyes again. His brother held his hand more tighter.
"You . . .won," whispered Knives. "I know," replied his twin. "Don't say anything." "Wh - Where am I?" "Shh, will you?" Vash said, narrowing his eyes. "Meryl will come with some wet towels. You'll be okay."
Knives didn't listen and tried to get up. The little broken bones on his shoulders twitched and caused him to yell. "Ahh! What is happening?" "I told you to stay quiet!"
Meryl walked in with wet towels, followed by her assistant and friend, Millie. They both smiled at Knives when they reached the bed. "How is he, Vash?" Vash nodded, "Good but still stubborn as always." Millie grinned and reached into her bag, "Since you two are brothers, I figured you might enjoyed this too!" With that, she handed Knives a cream filled donut.
Knives turned away, almost pushing Millie's arm aside with a growl. She stared at him, "Wow, you're right. Stubborn as a beaver!" Meryl took a piece of towel and placed it on Knives head. She cautiously backed away after that. "Listen, if you don't like to have that on, then -"
"Shut up!" Knives murmured. "Who says I don't like it on?" Vash sighed again, "I'm out of here. I'm tired of seeing Knives like this." He grabbed the box of donuts with him, "Later!"
Meryl watched Vash leave and stared at Knives, "Uh, I gotta go too!" She practically ran out the room. Millie laughed, "They seem like they're scared of you or something! If you ask me, I think that you're a nice person who just wants a friend. A person who someone can talk to when they're lonely. Or a person who can be there whenever his friends needed him the most. A person who one can relay on when they needed to pay the bills, or rent a house, or a fix an engine, or clean a leak, Oh! Speaking of water, Meryl and I -"
"SHUT UP!!" Knives screamed. His pupils got small. Millie paused, "What did you say? You were talking too loud." He got frustrated to the point he couldn't take it anymore. "I shouldn't be here!! I shouldn't live with anyone as low as humans!!" With all his effort, he managed to get off the bed.
"Hey, get back in bed!!" Millie commanded. Knives held his legs, "Ouch." Then looked at Millie, "I said shut up!" He scanned the room for a gun and luckily, he found one on a table. It was probably Vash's. He lunged for it and aimed it at Millie. She started to panic.
"Um, Mr. Knives? Is it alright if you would put that down?"
"Tch, no, you don't deserve to live. All humans ever do is pollute the world. And you're one of them!" He set his fingers on the trigger and laughed. Millie panicked even more, "That's not very nice you know! Uh, at least we humans can make buildings!" Knives paused, "You got a point. But I don't need buildings. An Eden of plants is what I desire."
He wasted no time and pulled the trigger. Millie covered her ears and shut her eyes. She kept like that for twenty seconds. Then looked up, "Um, aren't you going to shoot me?"
Knives pulled the trigger again. Nothing. "Shoot! No bullets!" Millie sighed a sigh of relief.
Vash walked in, "What's up? Are you planning to kill someone again?" Knives dropped the gun. Vash and Millie began to laugh. "I thought you were plotting that," Vash chuckled. "So I took the bullets out. Now I see that you can walk all the way to the table."
"Good job!" Millie clapped. "Let's teach him to say 'hello' next!" "I'm with you!" agreed Vash. Knives turned red with fury, "I will not stay here to be insulted!! I hate you all!!"
Vash stopped laughing and turned serious, "Aw, come on, bro. There must be someone you love." Knives didn't answer and limper out the room.
"He hates everyone," said Vash. "That's the darn truth." He turned to Millie, "Hey, let's see the water you've found!" She grinned, "Okay! Come with me, it's such an incredible sight!"
* * *
Knives opened the door and walked outside. It was getting dark and he was glad. He didn't want any more people to bother him.
The pain on his leg was still going, and he clutched it tight. "Aw, it will heal soon." He let go and looked around for a nice quiet spot. Far ahead, was a cliff, a cliff that was balancing the moon. It was taller than any other cliffs out there. Knives made his way towards it.
He panted as he climbed. He was far away from Vash and the others. Maybe they would be glad he was gone.
When he arrived, he could see the moon waiting for him. Stars were waiting too, dancing in the night sky. Knives stared at it for a long time. Images of Vash and him when they were young came once in a while. It was hard for him. He loved his brother. But what Vash wants, he doesn't want. And the love will break. But eventually, when they meet, it was still there.
He blinked to wash away the tears. Knives collapse down on the dusty ground.
Kill the spiders . . . to save the butterflies . . .
"I will become a spider as well. . .when it all ends."