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Things didn't go as Knives planned all those years ago. So many deaths, too many for Vash and even too many for Knives. The world that they once knew turned into something different, Flora has sprouted. Vash would sit in a field of flowers, for days on end. Surrounded by smaller beings of life. These beings were created from the twins themselves. Knives would occasionally check in on Vash in the field. Small being with turquoise hair smiled and ran over to Knives.
Papa! It cried out in glee. Knives smiled at the being, more focused on Vash though. Knives gave the child a pat on the head and made his way to his brother.
“Nai, We have another one,” Another one, another small being. This one was created with white hair and beautiful blue eyes.
“They're perfect, Do you know how many there are to come?”
“As many as you want Nai” Vash smiled up to Knives who came over and knelt down to look at the small baby sized being. Crystal blue eyes looked into Knives'. A soft smile rose on his features. Vash's smile got wider. "Seems you really like this one huh?"
"You wish. I just need an army to fight the sinners."
~~•~~
Long after the twins ‘ascended’ their children lived on. They went to gather materials and gain professions. They took care of the Flora that covered their used to be desert planet. Somehow the Plants had brought other life to the world.
"Ow!" A hard thump to the floor was taken by a turquoise haired being, Wearing a black jumpsuit.
"Come on get up! Papa wouldn't want you being a big baby like this!" The silver haired being walked over to the other and held out their hand. "Mama coddled you too much. Hey get up"
The being got up and dusted their butt off. "I wish mama was here"
"Phos…" Antarcticite looked into the others eyes. "There's no use. They've already gone home."
"I know." Phospholite turned from antarcticite and went inside their HQ building. They walked to the library area and picked up a book that was left on the ground. They looked at it for a bit before opening it. Eyes widened when they found a picture. Dropping the book and holding said picture closer to their face. It was Vash and Knives, or Mama and Papa, with Antarcticite as a baby. Phos was about knee high and there were a few others it looked like. Possibly diamond and Cinnabar, with a smaller one, possibly Bort. Phos smiled at the photo but tears welled up in their eyes. "Wait, this isn't fair. I just want mama and papa back!" Phos cried loudly for a bit. No one really heard and if they did they didn't dare stop them from crying, it would turn into a 'you were coddled' with a reply 'papa just wants a army' Knives does but Vash wanted a family.
Phos fell to their knees and clasped the photo close to their chest.
"Phos." Antarcticite walked over to the other and knelt down, placing a hand on the other's shoulder. "Listen. You need to be strong. Mama would want you to be a strong gem in a sea of the sinners. I want to see you make Mama and papa proud." These words only made the tears pour out of phospholite's eyes quicker. If it was even possible. A sigh was let out from the silver haired being. There really was no calming the storm once their mind was set on their Mama and Papa. It was best to let them cry it out.
Once phospholite was done with their tantrum, they were put to bed by the other. Antarcticite sat by the bedside. Looking over the book that phos had dropped. It was heavily weather damaged and smudges on every page but they could still make out the words that were written.
I'm writing this not as a Farewell but a see you soon kind of way. It will be hard for my children to understand that Papa and I must leave. I trust that all of you will take good care of eachother in the future. We may not return and this book may be lost within the time. Whoever finds this will find that I placed a photo with some of my children. I cherish every single one of you all. I never want to see you sad, I know I coddled phospholite, they just needed so much love. Papa didn't let me give that, he just wanted more. Oh gosh I'm rambling on paper aren't I? To whomever found this, it must be the right time. There is a place I need to show you.
I need you to take the following:
Diamond
Cinnabar
Phospholite
Bort
Antarcticite
With the four of you to this location.
23.4162° N, 25.6628° E
There, there will be something for each of you. Safe travels, my children. Mama loves you all.
Vash The Stampede.
Tears were rolling down the beings face as they read the entire thing. Things didn't make sense. Why would Vash write such a thing? Where did they go?
~~•~~
“It has already been so long, what if they never find the book,” Vash sat on a white looking rock while putting his hands on his face in a pout. Looking over at Knives who in reply just sighed, but it sounded worried. “What if they are all gone? What if all my babies are dead?” Vash stood up suddenly.
“Sit back down, the ones we need are all alive, they will arrive soon.” Knives were so sure that they were still alive. He was so positive about it.
Vash did not sit back down, instead he walked over to his twin and hugged on to him, “I hope you’re right,it took so much to make those beings.” Knives smiled and placed his hand on the back of the other, Having Vash look up at him. They both leaned in, having their lips touch softly.
~~•~~
Four of the beings were gathered and headed off to the location that was left for them in the book. Antarcticite leads the group through the desert terrain, making sure their elder siblings stay safe within their care.
Near approaching the coordinates, the four beings began to see a large sphere that seemed to be floating.
“Phos stay behind me and in the middle of the rest of us,” the turquoise hair nodded and listened to their sibling. They approached the sphere cautiously, Diamond reaching out to touch it but stopped suddenly when a part of the wall started to spread apart. Revealing a man with short blonde hair.
Papa! Knives breathing stiffened hearing the words once again from a certain being.
“Yes, You all have followed correctly, I will now proc-”
“Children!!!” Vash pushed his way through Knives cutting him off physically and verbally. “Wait, why are there only four of you? Where is Cinnabar?” Vash points to each one before coming to a conclusion.
“Cinnabar refused to come with us Mama. But I can assure you that they are alright back at HQ.” Diamond piped up from the back of the group. Stepping down from the sphere, Knives hands each one a small package. Then looked over at Vash. Who nods in a response.
“Listen to Mama alright, these here are to help you and you all need to help us fight the Sinners, or as they now refer to themselves as-”
“The Lunarians”