(Short chapter, sorry about that, surgery 1/2 complete though!)

Nai had his surgery first, upon Vash's insistence, "You found them, and we're both doing it, so what's the harm?"

Nai's recovery went smoothly, no issues during the surgery and his enhanced healing did the heavy lifting from there. Problems only arose a week later, when his own surgery was soon to be started.

A group of raiders found the settlement after heading upstream from the river and attacked without mercy. Vash would handle a gun for the second first time that day, instead of getting his well deserved 'I survived the fall and all I got was top surgery,' surgery.

Vash never did end up getting his surgery that week. Or month. Or year for that matter.

Vash ends up splitting up from Nai briefly to help the same men that took him again, even if he knew what would come, there was always a chance things could turn out differently.

Things did not turn out differently. As a matter of fact, things went nearly the same, save one difference.

"M-millions," he hears a man call in the distance, "Knives." A scream, and suddenly everyone is screaming the name like a prophecy has come for them.

"I like the name," Knives muses as he leaves Vash, freshly bleeding and down a limb. He can deal, Vash thinks, freshly traumatized after losing a limb he had grown used to having again, surely.

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