Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun or any of its characters, nor do I make money for writing this. I also do not own the song "Reflection" by Tool, nor do I make money from it.
Author's Note: This fiction was based on a picture I saw of Legato and Vash.
I don't think it is what you intended, but I hope you enjoy this if you so happen to read it. This is also a songfic to the son "Reflection" by Tool. If you would like to listen to it you can find it here.
P.S. I am writing based on the events in the Anime, though some speech is changed due to the strange dubbing. I also reference events in the manga.
~Legato

I've been watching him for a while. He's a lot like his brother, but no one knows it. Actually, he worse. He hides it. He's wild. He dances around in such a merry way, so happy with life. Because he is happy with life. He can get anything he wants... he just plays the game. That gets him more sympathy as well. He's good.

Ever since I met him, I could tell. Living with his brother for so long I guess it was natural to to able to read him like a book. They are twins after all. He seemed so frightened at first when we had our voiceless conversation. His life was so smooth and I tripped him. What a glorious day. Everything went so perfectly. Except for that wretched infection Monev. I believe that is when Vash gained the upper hand in the situation. And due to Master's rebirth I had less time to make personal visits with him. That was my fault I guess. To leave him to the Gung-ho Guns. Hah. Those vile animals. How presumptuous. To think they could defeat a monster like that.

Preposterous.

We had mental visit, Vash and I, in July. I gained the upper-hand again while Master was on a ... break. I was quite tired, but managed to force his weapon to activate. A couple of other Guns were there, but, as I said, they really didn't matter in the long run. Just an activity for Vash while Master and I worked at home. That did stop him for a while, but he was persistent; Vash I mean.

He went and hid for a while after the destruction of July, so I found. It must have devastated him that I could manipulate him like that. To the extent. He allowed his weapon to fire, probably for more sympathy, or maybe to just have an excuse to kill Rai-Dai and possibly Wolfwood.

After he vanished I had to send the rest of the Guns out to find him. Well, I didn't have to, but I did because I didn't want to do it. I never liked being in Vash's presence. It's disturbing quite frankly. I even found myself annoyed to the point where I was killing to unleash my irritation at him. Like that group of scum, the Rodericks. I really hadn't planed on killing any of them that day. I tried to keep to myself, but idiocy never ceases. It doesn't matter anyway.

After he defeated the last of the Guns it was decided that I go out to find him and convince him to com join his brother. That was a rather pleasant evening actually....

~*~
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and move closer
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness,
How pitiful.

It's calling me...
~*~

"Legato."

"Yes, Master?" I look up to my God from the novel I was entangled in. Had it been anyone else I probably wouldn't have noticed, by Master's voice always commanded my attention.

"I think we need a different approach to this. Vash, I mean. These assassins of your's seemed remarkably inefficient," he growled. He stood and walked over to the chair I sat in parallel to his bed.

"I'm sorry, Master. They are only human, as exceptional as they are...or were." I set my book down and locked eyes with him. I wasn't usually bold with Master, but due to the events that were about to take place I felt it appropriate.

"Indeed, they are. What are we going to do, my dear Legato?" He pulled me out of the chair by my waist, his right arm changing around my body. He pulled my collar down with his left as feathers sprouted from it, licking delicately at my neck.

"Oh...I'm not sure. We have none left." I reached for his right arm with my left, it mutating as it made contact; my other hand unfastening pieces of his suit.

"Hm...how about if we go find him ourselves?" He bit my neck and slid my coat off, it breaking though our bond for a brief moment. He didn't bother with my shirt and tore through it with the blades at his fingertips. I shuddered at his touch, my chest sprouting appendages similar to his as he drew the edges down.

"No!" I exclaimed partially from the sensation and my overwhelming objection for Master to see his brother. His brother just hurt him. "I'll go... I believe I can get him to come to you."

He grinned and pulled me with him to the bed. He loomed over me and pressed him lips to mine. "*And I believe I can get you to come.*" His voice echoed in my mind, our clothing shredding from the stress of the transformations.

~*~
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless
She resusitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
~*~

He was sitting on a bench, stuffing his face with doughnuts. I stood a good distance behind him between a couple of buildings, leaning on one of them. He failed to sense my presence. What ignorance. Then he leaned over and started to cry, so I thought I would make him feel better. I noticed two boys passing by so I decided to have a little fun.

"Hey! This guy's crying!" said the blonde one.

"Yah! And he's a grown-up," the other responded.

"Is there something wrong with that? Everyone feels like crying sometimes," said Vash. How sad.

"Why are you crying?"

"A friend of mine went away and I"m sad."

"Why"

"Because-" Vash started, but it seemed like a good moment to cut him off and make him aware of my presence.

"He died because of you didn't he?"

"It was your fault. You're the one who killed Wolfwood, aren't you?"

"Yeah. If you hadn't suade him with your stupid ideas he might of had a chance. You know that's true; he didn't have to die."

"What are you saying?" Asked Vash. I am surprised he didn't catch on sooner. Ah well. At that point I decided to stop the children and the rest of that town for that matter. It seemed like Vash needed a much ruder awakening. He looked around in a panic and finally turned around to see me standing behind him.

"I decided to do this as my humble way of exhibiting grief for the loss of a good friend. How'd I do?" I smirked.

"You again... Damn you!!" He reached for his gun so I moved part of his waistband to cover it.

"Are you going to draw?"

I took control of the smaller child again and had him grab Vash's coat tail. "Please stop. Don't do it. Someone else will die if you do this. Another one will die." Vash grimaced and turned back to me.

"That's right. You can't possibly draw. You seem to think that you've never killed anyone, but I'm afraid you're very sadly mistaken. You've managed to fool no-one but yourself. You want to believe that because your hands aren't dirty, because you didn't personally pull the trigger, that you are innocent, but in actuality you've killed countless people, including the Gung-ho Guns... and your friend, Nicholas D. Wolfwood."

"I was forced to do that! I had no choice!" He shouted and drew his gun on me.

"Every time you make that face my left arm shakes uncontrollably. My left arm... which holds your hand." He seemed to stop at that moment. I'm not sure why, but he did. I looked over to the cliffside I wanted to meet him on and continued. "I will be waiting for you on that hill." I turned and began to walk away. "If you wish to shoot me now, go ahead." I walked away and let the town awake, which distracted him, and left Midvalley to have one last shot at him. Now that Wolfwood was dead he didn't have much to live for, so I let him do what he wished, which was to join his love in eternal matrimony. I could hear the town scream and decided to stay relatively close. I suppose a little accompanyment for my dear was a fair parting gift. I decided to force people out into the open. That would make it more fun. I could feel Midvalley smile and hear him begin to play. Vash, of course, martyred himself for the humans.

I continued up the hillside and decided that keeping those obnoxious women out of the way may be good. I could use them on Vash too. This plan grew better with the moments. When I reached the overlook I watched my Hornfreak preform his finale' with the Devil. I watched Vash destroy Sylvia and I knew that was it. I never knew Vash could be so vicious.

I heard the final note of his life and closed my eyes, thinking to myself and he. 'We should have died along time ago, you and I, the instant we fell upon this sandy land without pain, without sorrow. Now the schedule's mearly been set back. The end is near, it is time to embrace it, that is why I must, I must end it, end it now.'

~*~
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna stay down here surving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
~*~

I looked up and back to the approaching man. "This is the climax, Vash the Stam-" He cut me off as he shot the armor in my shoulders several times. I stopped and stood up straight, his gun firmly pressed to the side of my head. "So, do you hate me?" A pause. "I'm not surprised. If you do I wouldn't blame you. So many sad things happen. Whether they are friend or enemy the people you meet die. It's enough to sap ones tears."

"Shut up!" He forced the gun against me more.

"You know, this is not finished yet. Did you really expect the end to come so easily?" He gasped and I raised my left arm; his left arm. "Don't you understand you're not human? It is time for you to realize exactly who you are!"

I clenched my hand and his own right arm began to take form. "Oh no! Please, it can't be!"

"There is power in that light, power that you have always possessed. Even more this represents what you are!"

As his arm transformed more and shredded his sleeve he stepped back, his body tightening. "I-I can't. Not again. Not again!" He forced the transformation back and his arm resumed it's human state. He fell to one knee in a huff.

"Haven't you given up yet, Vash?" I looked down at him with irritation. "It's really quite annoying." A shot rang out and Vash's body fell to the side. He looked over to the humans from the town that I had summoned. All were armed and looking at him.

He looked back at me with an anger I hadn't seen in a while. "Bastard!"

"You're out of options," I explained. "Fight back or you'll die." Another shot was fired. This time I directed it to cut his face. Blood ran from the wound and he lifted his gun to me. "Why don't you go ahead? I would welcome this to be my time. After all there's no sense for and egocentric, incomplete life like mine to be allowed to continued anyway. Give me the gift of nothingness, give me death. My master is waiting for you, He is looking forward to your visit." I raised my left arm to him. "I was compelled to attach this arm to myself. I had to because you refused to be by his side." Another shot to his knee. "Kill me."

"I can't."

"Go ahead."

"I can't!" He turned away and I lowered my arm and closed my eyes, making the humans present the two women. They shrieked and whimpered as women do and were thrown to the ground.

"Stop them!" He turned to he, his body pulsating with rage. "No more!" I just kept my eyes closed and a shot landed right in between the women's heads. He looked to them then back to me. "I said, no more!"

I opened my eyes quickly, "Then shoot me!" I took control of his right arm, aiming the gun to my head as I kneeled down to him. I had never seen his emerald eyes in such brilliance. He was beautiful. "It's all right. Kill me. It's simple. All you need do is pull the trigger. Once you have killed me this will all be over." I gave him a soft look and smiled. "Come on. Time to choose. You have free will."

"Stop it." He looked away, something about his presence had changed, though. "Don't make me shoot." The women whimpered and cried and he directed his attention there again. He seemed very difficult to get through to, though, I knew what would get him.

"Your faith is hopelessly obstinate. To actually believe the prattlings of a woman who speaks in idealistic terms that are worthless. I guess that kind of thinking is reasonable for someone who's lived for more than a century, but that-- that way of life is pathetic, even comical! Rem Saverem, hmpf. A wasted existence who only spoke in aggravating logic. A worthless human being, just like me, but unlike you."

"That's enough!" He rose to his feet, the gun still aimed right at me. I nearly grinned and decided one last touch was necessary.

"Luck and persistence won't work forever." The voice of his Wolfwood echoed in his mind.

Another shot to his shoulder. He was glorious, just like his brother. And so strong willed. Had he not irritated me so I may have accepted him more with joining Master and I. Though, it really isn't my choice in the end.

"As we journey through our lives, we must always search for ways to make everyone happy," Rem echoed.

The women screamed a bit more. "Don't force your way of life upon others," Wolfwood called.

"No one has the right to take the life of another."

"Don't tell me your dream's in a world like this!"

"I you keep your vision clear, you will always find the future."

More screams.

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through bringing out our hope and reason

I could see tears well in his eyes before I closed my eyes and bowed my head, expecting the shot. Silence and then, "Send them away." It was a rather stern voice, almost like Master's. I looked up and saw him. He was terrifying. His eyes were glowing with an indiscernible energy and his body was taught. "I said, send. Them. Away."

"Wh-" He pressed the pistol to my lips firmly.

"Now." I could see his arm and parts of his body start to bloom with blades and feathers. I conceded and sent the townspeople away with the women. "Back to the town." I closed my eyes and sent them away further, back to the town. "Let no one remember." I inhaled and wiped the girls' memory. It was unnecessary to waste energy on the citizens. They had no clue anyway.

"Look at me." He pressed the gun harder into my lips. I opened my eyes and focused them on his. His gaze clawed at my will, somehow seeming to break me from the inside, though, I couldn't look away. "Suck it." My brow furrowed in confusion and slight fear.

At that moment he pulled the pistol back and struck the side of my face with it. My head whipped to the side and I turned quickly to look at him again. He pressed the barrel to my lips again and raised an eyebrow to me. I opened my mouth slowly and he pushed the barrel in further. I closed my eyes and proceeded to manipulate my tongue around the weapon. I could feel the slight tension in my loins grow. I really didn't want this. To be soiled for my Master, even though it was another plant. Though, I had never seen him like this. I mean. I had, but never with me. I always had the upper hand and having him have control over me now was...arousing.

He slid the gun out of my mouth and put it back in it's holster. I began to stand up when he grabbed me by the throat. I attempted to throw him away, but the power he possessed with not being human at all made his force over me undefiable, despite my natural talent. I grabbed ahold of his hand and kicked him in the stomach. He released me and I him and I took off running, the strongest psychokinetic barrier I had up. A shock hit me in the right shoulder as a bullet ricocheted off of my armor again. It spun my body enough for me to trip and skid along the sandy hillside.

He drew me over to him and stood over me with a dark grin sculpted onto his complection. My breath grew short as he picked my up by the lapels of my coat. "Let's go talk somewhere quiet." I felt like I could barely recognize his voice. It was sinister and hollow, but somehow filled with...something at the same time. He set me down and drew his gun, pressing into the curve of my back.

Before we pine away.

I proceeded to walk forward until we came to a darkened crevasse in the looming rocks of the cliff. "Well?" He questioned. I turned around and looked to him. He was sheathing his gun again with an impatient gaze at me.

"I have nothing left to say, Vash," I responded, my voice still carrying its neutral tone.

"I didn't want you to. Undress."

I hesitated then remembered what happened last time with that. I touched my left cheek solemnly, the slight abrasion in my skin very apparent to my fingertips. I began to unclasp the metal fastenings of my coat and gloves. I slid them off and laid them on the ground. I looked to him and he frowned. I began to remove my shirt and he lunged at me, his right hand pressed firmly against my chest. My breath stopped as a shock-wave went through my body and the rest of my clothing flew off in shreds, including my boots. My lungs begged for air as I hit the ground. I rolled over onto my stomach, slightly elevated by my elbows, coughing and gasping. My air came to me again, though it was whisked away once more as I was lifted from the ground by my hips and put into the rugged wall. I tried to push back with my arms, but to no avail.

"I've waited a long time for this, Legato. Playing your little games, amusing your human underlings, and working the world onto a string." He leaned into me, his lips feathered against my ear. I looked out of the corner of my eye at him and closed them again in disgust. "I've waited for this moment. When you would finally let your guard down." He licked the edge of my ear and stepped back from me.

I didn't move. I didn't want to. Not until it was right. He removed his coat and unfastened numerous buckles on his body suit. I turned my body a bit and took my head away from the stone. I placed my left hand under my body and let my nails extend out. I glanced back at him again and lunged.

Before we pine away.

In inhaled hoarsely, my nails melting into his now ungloved right hand. My body convulsed slightly and he pushed me back into the stone. I reached out in a final attempt with my right hand only to have it caught and held. He gripped my left hand tighter and it mutated more, but it hurt. "*Please. Let me go.*" I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to see him. I suppose I didn't want to believe it.

"*I'm afraid I can't do that. I can hear my brother's daydreams of your rich and succulent flesh.*" He leaned in and licked at my neck, his lower extension pressing into mine. A small whine escaped me. "*Unfortunately for you, he is rather unaware my ability to pick up on any of the smallest waves.*" He chuckled slightly and licked the wound on my face that he had left.

"*I hope you understand the consequences of what you are about to do.*" I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"*And what am I about to do?*"

"*Whatever you see fit, I assume. Though, I must present to you the possibility of complete annihilation.*"

"*Oh?*"

"*Yes. I don't think it would be becoming of you to Master to lacerate his flower.*"

"*And such a surprisingly ambrosial one you are.*" He forced me into a kiss, his tongue ravaging my mouth with a chilling presence. He pulled back and released my hands, his arm and mine returning to their normal state, though he still had me held to the wall. He manipulated his hands down my body to my legs, grabbing under my thighs and lifting them up harshly.

I turned away from him, knowing there was nothing I could do anymore. I may have the blood and arm of a plant, but I wasn't born one. I could never achieve the power they possess.

He thrust himself into my paralyzed body, again and once more, gaining more depth with each until there was no more of him to sheath. Soft and rebellious cries escaped me, and my arm tried its best to defend me, my nails extending and retracting as my body fought with his, trying to employ every amount of energy left.

He reached for my left arm again with his right, melding them once again and then forcing it to remain in its human form. He grasped my other arm as well and relinquished his psychokinetic hold on me. He raised my arms higher above my head so my body had no length left to slide down the crumbling surface of the rock-face.

He continued to thrust into me, biting at my neck as well until it bled. I whimpered under him, my will trying to resist my body's acception of the sensation. As his mind wandered more into the act I attempted again to force him away, but only succeeded slightly.

He grew tired of having to restrain me, physically and mentally it seemed, and pulled out of me, letting my legs drop to the ground. I could hardly stand; the pain was so unbearable. He kept a hold of my left arm though and spun me around to face the wall, pressing my chest and face to it, my arm tightly suspended behind me. He forced his way into my increasingly listless body.

Before we pine away.

It was sick, but so nice. After the pain was overwhelmed I couldn't help but enjoy it. What else could I do? I couldn't get away. I couldn't stop him, so I just accepted it.

He was very much like his brother. Maybe it was something about being a plant. Their presence and touch just flooded the senses. His pace quickened and I couldn't resist the moan that developed in my gut.

"*See? It isn't all bad.*" He laughed in my head and as hard as I tried I couldn't deny the water collecting in my eyes. The droplets rolled down my cheek and abrasion, falling into the dust. I pushed myself back into him from the wall, my shoulders pulling back towards him. I panted lightly and whimpered and he laughed again and slid his right hand around my hip and stroked my phallus fondly.

I lowered my head again, tears rolling down to my nose and falling with each thrust. "I'm sorry, Master." I braced myself with both of my hands against the wall as another throated moan slid off of my tongue, my body forcing harder impalements.

My nails extended again into the rock as he forced himself harder, gripping my more tender flesh harder as well. The muscles through my body seized as he forced the life-bearing liquid from me. It splattered against my stomach and his hand, speckling the ground as well.

As my body seized as did his soon after, the fluid spoiling my flesh from the inside out. I could feeling it rotting away what dignity I had left. He let out a heavy sigh and pushed me forward into the wall. I caught myself, barely, and turned with my back to the wall. I slid down into a pitiful slump and weeped silently.

I saw him advance on me and grab my chin, forcing his fingers that were sheathed in my seed into my mouth. I tried to turn away, but again failed. I winced and licked it off of his fingers. He pulled them out and licked them himself, smirking. I curled up more, hiding behind my left arm, which permuted into a feathered shield.

A click was the only sound. I looked up over my only protection and looked down the barrel of his pistol. He smiled. "You /are/ the best. It's a shame." He fired and my body lurched back into the rock. My eyes shut and I fell unconscious.

~*~
Before we pine away.
~*~

I woke up some time later. It had to be. The first three moons were directly over me. I tried to move and remembered the hell I had just endured. I sat up and tried to push myself up from the ground and felt something under my left hand. It was cold and cylindrical. I picked it up and it reflected under the moons. A bullet. I suppose that due to the fact that I was conscious I had succeeded in using all force I had left to stop the bullet short. I reached up to my forehead where the flesh was slightly torn and a trail of drying blood ran down my face.

"*Master...*" I forced myself to stand and put my coat and gloves and and wrapped my coat tightly around my otherwise bare self. I walked out into the desert trying to find my way back to the ship. My body ached with every kind of pain. I stumbled through the sand as long as I could and eventually collapsed again. "*Master...please...help me....*"

~*~

My eyes opened to take in a faint blue glow. That's all I could see. Blue. Had I become blind? No. This seemed all too familiar. Where was I? I reached out into the blue, a strange sensation filling my body. It tingled. I pulled my hand back close to me and closed my eyes. "*Master..?*"

"*Yes, Legato?*"

"*Where am I?*"

There was a pause and then, "*Safe, my Legato. Safe.*" A familiar and gentle touch embraced me from behind. I leaned back and relaxed, silken lips gracing my neck and shoulders.

"*I'm sorry, Master.*"

"*Do not worry.*" He embraced me tighter. "*He will pay with his life.*" I closed my eyes and entwined my fingers with His. I couldn't cry. I didn't need to. Not anymore. Not ever again.