𝓢𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 : 𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙷 . . .
A woman named Y/n DeChu Donowitz A.K.A "The Walking Wipe Out" and her dog Mischa, meet two reporters while seeking shelter from the harsh desert. One thing is for sure, Donowitz would never have guessed th...
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"Y/n don't shoot!" Wolfwood yelled at me. The Livio guy stood up and continued to fire in Vash's direction. He then looked at the gray haired man. "Stop, Livio! He's not who hurt you!"
I ran after him, but didn't get very far because Wolfwood held me back. I turned my head to make eye contact with him.
"What?"
"Don't, please."
"He's gonna kill Vash!"
"No he won't!"
"You don't know that, Wolfwood!"
The man went quiet. I looked back over his shoulder and saw that Umbreto and Mischa weren't there anymore. I yanked my arms out of Wolfwood's grasp and ran towards the sound of the endless gunfire.
"MISCHA! UMBRETO!" I screamed their names. Livio continued to shoot and chase after Vash. Wolfwood was right behind me.
"I'm gonna be pissed if I have to hurt him."
I ignored his statement. I still didn't see either Mischa or Umbreto. My thoughts started to go dark, but I snapped out of it. They're probably inside with everyone else.
Vash was running across the deck of the sandsteamer, Livio was walking up to him.
"There he is! fire!" One of the security guards shouted and began to shoot at Vash. The blonde dodged them, a few of the bullets hitting his robotic arm.
Livio also walked across the deck as well.
"Fire!" The guards shouted again. I watched as bullets lodged their way into his body, making him stumble back, but didn't fall over. Steam began flowing out of the bullet holes, then stopped after about two seconds.
"What the hell..." I muttered. Wolfwood made his way next to me. His eyes went wide as he wanted the gray haired man.
"He's still standing? What's going on?" One of the guards questioned.
"And with no meds?" The dark haired man muttered.
I gave him a confused look. Meds? What is he talking about?
Livio lifted his head once again, and began shooting. Suddenly the sound of a dog whining loudly and a deep male voice shouting in pain forced its way into my brain.
