Disclaimer: Same as chapter o-- wait...this is chapter one! Holy flying shit balls we're back to another beginning....I'm afraid. I don't own GW....wish I did cuz then the GW boys would be mine...but alas, can't have everything in life. This is the second "BOOK" in Trinity, and it comes after The Trinity and Hannah Chronicles (the next year by the Fairy from Nam which tells about Hannah's past-read! It's really good and funniness!). Anyway.....yeppers, Best get on to the new thingy...yeppers....
Things you should know: You should at least (you don't have to...but it'd be nice!) read Trinity first....If you don't...you ain't gonna know did-squat! ::manic laughter:: You should probably read the story about it the Fairy is writing (yes, she is posting it about the same time as this is going to be posted; you are going to have to wait a bit to see what happens...I'm just impatient...wuahaha...so this gets posted). Welpers, at the end of the insert the Fairy is writing, the guys disappear suddenly and Trinity and Hannah have no idea where they are. (There are also the whole facts about Hannah's past that come up in the story-but I'm not going to spoil it for you). Oh..JUST READ ON NOW! Tankies!
One note from the Fairy: "I'm sorry. I lost her meds..."
Chapter One
"Not Again"
By Magic
(Now let me see, how to start it and sound COMPLETELY cliche as compared to the show...hmm..that's easy...::sends in the narrator::)
The year is after colony 199, and life in the Renada house was going pretty much as usual for the two girls who resided there. They were more or less recuperating from everything that had been happening to them for the past two years. Just the last year, they had another encounter with their friends: five boys who used to pilot mobile suits for the peace of the Earth. Things had gotten a little weird, but again, this was completely normal to the two after a year of fighting against various people that seemed to hate them. Much to the girl's griping though, the five had disappeared mysteriously as ever near the end of the school year; they hadn't made contact with them to this day.
And thusly Trinity Renada was seriously pissed off.
She wasn't exactly sure how her friend and partner in "crime" Hannah felt about the whole subject, but she knew one thing for sure: today was a bad day.
There had been the small signs that the day was going to turn out horribly. No chocolate milk left for breakfast, she had to wake Hannah up without caffeine and the blonde still hadn't quite worked off her fit of rage, AND she had dropped the vacuum on her foot when she was pulling it down the two flights of stairs.
Oh, she was a piece of work.
Trinity's short, chin length flew around her head as she quickly did another turn, lept over her bed, landed on her butt, and quickly picked herself up only to begin dancing again. Being pissed off was once thing, but being pissed off and listening to good music just made her in the mood to get up and dance--which could turn out to be deadly if anyone saw her. They promptly would have to be killed.
She had taken many dance classes through her life and loved them all--with the exception of ballet. The ballet was fine, it was just the whole tutu thing that scared the shit out of her. But in AC 197, her life had completely shattered. Her family had pretty much gone up and, as she liked to say, "gone Hitler on the Renada name". The boys and her had gotten quite close as they 'battled' together to save the Earth; this was the way she had first met her new best friend, Hannah Date.
Trinity reached over and turned the nob on the wall; the music that was already shaking the walls increased in volume as the song "Evolution" by Hamasaki Ayumi blasted through her wing of the house.
She didn't like to remember that year and hoped that possibly the music would remove it from her head.
Yep...bad day---eiayyyy! Trinity's thoughts screamed as she tripped over the nearest invisible rock and tumbled to the floor once again. Gravity was never on her side. Again she picked up her five foot seven inch frame and turned the music up as loud as it would go.
It had been exactly a two years ago when her step brother started the chain of reactions that brought hell upon her and her friends for that year. The next year hadn't been so bad; about an 8 on the hellish scale...but now that Trinity thought about it, that was only because no body had died. Or at least, that was what she was lead to believe.
The eighteen year old slammed her fist into the wall, promptly regretting it as she hugged it in a vain attempt to make it feel better. Two years ago I met them all...all the guys and Hanna--"God my hand hurts!" She looked at it so see her knuckles turning a lovely bluish color.
Grumbling all the way to the kitchen, she ran into six other objects on the way, one of which was a wall that she could have sworn hadn't been there the day before. She passed through the large main hall and entered the kitchen which was tucked away under the stairway. "Hannah?!" The brunette screeched out as her dark brown eyes surveyed the metallic silver kitchen in search of her friend.
"Never disturb an artist at work." Hannah Date's voice came from the area by the large stoves. A green plastic spatula flew through the air at Trinity's head.
"Sorry...I was just wondering what you were going to make for supp--"
"Shhh!" The short blonde was crouched next to one of the ovens and gazing into it with much love. "If you talk to loud, it will fall..."
"Oh," Trinity whispered as quietly as she could.
The blonde's layered hair fell around her face as her blue eyes turned up to look at her bean-polish friend. "What did you ask about? Wait," her hand slapped down on the brunettes mouth before she could make a loud remark,"lets take this out back, k?"
Trinity nodded, Hannah's hand still clamped down on her mouth. They quickly entered the main hall as Hannah was worried that Trinity would knock something over and create another noise. The seventeen year old removed her hand quickly from Trinity's mouth and said simply, "speak o-obviously hungry as usual one."
"What's for supper?"
"Food."
"The edible kind?"
"That would be the kinda stuff I have always been making...can't say the same for you unfortunately," Hannah remarked.
Trinity winced; the blonde had actually paid her the past few days not to cook anything even though it was her turn. "I didn't think the spaghetti was that bad...just a little.."
"You put cinnamon in it, dear...BAD idea!" Hannah pulled the spork that resided in her hair out and shoved it in her friend's face. "Even Orpheus wouldn't eat it. DUO wouldn't have eaten it! And that is saying something my friend."
Trinity's face fell slightly at the mention of that name.
Oh shit, Hannah, you've done it again, Hannah scolded herself as she replaced the spork into her hair. Her dark counterpart had taken the fact that the boys left quite harshly. Had to bring it up on the two year anniversary, didn't ya, Hannah. "Listen, why don't you just go and set the table or something?"
Trinity nodded slightly and walked over to the large china cabinet.
"Oh and...would you please turn that music down!? I can hear it in the meat locker and that says something."
The brunette responded with pushing one of the buttons on the wall and the hall filled with sound. She flashed Hannah the best "Ha!" smirk she could muster in her given state and went to set the table.
"I'm going to kill you one of these days!!" Hannah attempted to shout over the music, but she couldn't even hear herself screaming; couldn't hear herself thinking for that matter. Maybe the meat locker will muffle it a bit...Hannah thought to herself sarcastically as she reentered the kitchen.
**********************Twenty minutes and three broken glasses/plates later****************
"You know, you have probably broken a thousand dollars worth of china, Trin," Hannah told her friend in her normal speaking voice. After a horrific fight where she just about had to draw blood with her long fingernails, she had beaten Trinity for control of the volume for the stereo.
Trinity glanced up to look at her friend as she set down the last fork. "Probably more...remember that it's ancient china back from the olden days." She gave her friend a flashy smile and set the napkin on the plate.
"I should've known you wouldn't care." The blonde snickered at her friend as she pushed through the doors to the kitchen once again, the other at her heals. "Here, keep stirring this or it'll boil over...I have to watch dessert."
Trinity complied and grabbed the wooden spoon from Hannah's hand and stirred the ..the...well, she had no clue what she was stirring but it sure smelled great. She suddenly wanted to be completely random and out of the blue. "Do you think they'll ever come back?" She began to gaze out the window at the false moon. L10 colony was notorious for making the night stars and moon look almost real.
The blonde didn't respond right away, but then there came a quite reply from over in the corner. "I really don't actually know, Trinity....they seem like the people who just waltz in and out of other people's lives."
Trinity blinked. She wasn't used to Hannah having her serious moments quite yet, but she didn't mind them. She continued in her daze until a poignant odor arose to her nose. "What is that smell??"
"Are you stirring?!?"
"OH SHOOT!" Trinity picked up the pot, realized that yes, metal gets hot when on the stove, and dropped it's contents over the burning red coils of the new stove. Smoke flew throughout the kitchen and the two began gasping for the o' so wonderful oxygen that seemed to be lacking.
"To the back door!" Trinity yelled to her friend through the grey.
"Yes, Batman! Quickly!" Hannah's sarcastic voice rang, but she followed and the two burst out into the night, never to reenter that building again. (I don't own Batman...whoever created it does...heh....which is for the best)
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From a patrol suit, one green and one blue eye gazed down at the glittering building in front of him. A small smile crossed his face as he lowered the gun at the building.
"You sure you want to be the one to do this?" A concerned voice asked from over the intercom.
"Sittin' ducks they are in there. Do you think it really matters to him what happens to those two?" Another voice erupted over the intercom (from the guy formally known as 'duck-boy').
"Everything is a go from this end. They wont even know what hit them," yet another voice came up over the speaker system in the suit.
"Let's rock and roll, man!" The fifth voice screamed to them all.
"I just want you to be completely sure that--"
"Oh, just shut up already. He knows what he's doing," Duck-boy ordered the first speaker. Silence came over the intercom system.
I know what I'm doing....I'm taking out problematic things from the system...that is all that I am doing...the boy with the different colored eyes grasped the trigger to the large laser beam and raised the arm of his suit slowly to point right at the Renada building.
Eyes narrowed as he glanced down at the building. His finger rested on the trigger and slowly pulled it towards him, but it stopped before anything happened. His eyes closed and he hissed at himself. "Just pull it!"
Nothing.
He opened his eyes again and saw smoke coming from one of the windows. Might as well...
Still nothing. One of the back doors opened.
"What are you waiting for man!? Pull the trigger before anyone sees you holding that thing up!"
Click.
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It was dark in the tiny living room of the apartment; the only lighting was the eerie glow given off by the television as it stated the nightly news. Out of date, shag carpet lined the room from wall to wall, a small make shift card table for the kitchen table which, at the moment, had been converted into the computer center. One large, over stuffed couch and a hard wooden chair were the only furniture in the room. The only reason they had agreed on the room as the view with spanned that of colony L11 from fifty stories in the sky leaving the dazzling lights below to look at. But all the eyes were removed from the view tonight as the five boys that lived there (or rather rented) watched the television in front of them with horror (or emotionlessness).
The boys rested in different areas around the room. One sat upright on the wooden chair. His one eye that wasn't covered by hair watched the television in front of them intently. Another leaned against the wall and watched through his slanted eyes. His Chinese face covered with anything but a smile as the news came over the channel.
A blonde now leaned forward from where he had been slumping on the couch earlier as he listened carefully to every detail that was given. Tears lined the brims of his eyes as he watched the story unfold. The fourth sat at his lap top, already typing away and trying to find as much information on the incident as was possible for a human, or machine.
The last was now standing upright in the small living room of the rented apartment. Before the news had come on, he had been laughing and munching on chips from the floor as the others watch some stupid movie on the very channel that was play now.
Closest to the TV, his silloet stood ridged, outlined by an alien glow. None could see his face as he gazed down at the TV and was met with the picture of flames eating away at a house he had visited not too long ago.
Was it really only two years ago?...His thoughts seemed loud as they echoed through his mind. I watched as Hildie died in front of me in a fire....and now...A small lump seemed to have formed in his through, but he pushed it back down. They're just fine...I know they're just fine...Trinity always seems to get out of these situations some how.
But the words seemed empty and meaningless to him at that point. Fire from the images on the TV reflected against cobalt blue eyes as he continued to watch, not being able to tear his eyes away.
The one at the computer stopped his clicking, giving them all a moment of silence. Heero looked up from the computer screen and at the TV once again.
"Tonight a tragedy happened. The Renada house was fired upon from an unknown source in the area and all have declared this an act of war against the peace loving family." The newscaster gave a slight pause.
From the wall, Wufei took his turn at looking away. His eyes averted to the floor and rested there for awhile as he crossed his arms.
"Know one knows whether or not any once else was hurt or killed in the accident, but it is known that Trinity Renada and her friend Hannah Date were in that house at the time of the explosion."
A squeak sounded as the magical haired Trowa quickly stood up from his chair and took his leave from the room for a moment.
"The peace federation has called this a great act of hostility to the colonies. It is a deep cut to the family and friends of both these girls who are responsible for helping to save the colonies from war little more than a year ago."
Quatre's blonde head fell into his arms.
"It is with great sadness that I give the facts to everyone...Trinity Renada and Hannah Date have been called officially dead. It is impossible to find any bodies in the wreckage as the destruction is too harsh. I would like to use this moment to give these heroes a moment of silence, if you please."
His braid swished slightly from side to side as he slowly shook his head. Why? ....Not Trinity...why this? It's not fair...they didn't deserve to --- Duo was the only one in the room to break the absolute and complete silence. "Not again."
"Tonight was truly a night when angels lost their wings..."
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A/N: "And now for your regions local weather!" Erm, just kidding about that....though I was very close to writing that for the newscaster to say, just to lighten the mood. How was that for a depressing first chapter!? Oh yeah! Whoo hoo! I have problems with making the first chapter really depressing don't I? Oh well, I guess it wasn't that horrible. I wrote it as I busted out my Escaflowne (which I, again, do not own...but you should watch it...it's good!) CD and listened to the song "Blaze". Ha! How appropriate! Kinda makes me giggle! A-way! Please review...and if you read this and haven't read Trinity please go back and read that and review as well! I love you forever! Toodles! ::frolicks into the moonrise::