LLL- Enjoy. I don't own Trinity Blood, but i do wish it was real and i was in it. awesome if you ask me.

*Soleanna's POV*

I sit on the desk in my english class next to my only three freinds. I've been here for three and a half month and still see this place as a hell hole.I hate the humans here, they think they are so tough but they have no idea how defenceless they really are.I've only grown close to three in specific. I haven't told anyne the truth yet, but at least i'm highly respected throughout, being that i've injured many people in fiights. The terran here are know better thann to mess with me. Not long ago, my powers began to return with much more strength than before. Thanks Proffesor.

I laugh at one of my freinds jokes around the talkativeness in the room. When silence suddenly hits, i thinkmy teacher has entered the room. I swivel around, and what i see causes me to stand up and automatically take the defensive.

"Whoa, calm down." Abel says, putting his hands up defensivley. The students are now starring at me.

"What are you doing here?" I shout with my hands balling into fist.

"Can't old freinds come for a visit," his goofey voice asks.

"Don't give me that crap," I snap. "Noone comes all this way to visit. Not including the fact that you can barely hold your own on a boat and this require a little more than the average plain ride. Now talk!"

"Soleanna Ichijo," Tres calls. "we have been given direct orders to collect you back to the Vatican without any delay. You have no further choices. Come with us or force shall be taken." Whispers are heard through the classroom

"Over my dead body will i allow you to force me to do anything after what you've done to me."

"Negative. I have caused you no harm. You are wanted alive but that does not me you a subjected to not being injured and therefore it is an option that will not be overlooked."

"Soleanna," Abel pleads, "Hear us out."

"Stop calling me that! I know longer go by Soleanna and you would know that since you helped choose the stupid name."

"Negative,' Tres corrects. "Your name is Soleanna Rijana Ichijo and will remain that."

"You have ten seconds to get out before i make you."

"The Vatican need you Solea... Vanessa."

"I don't give a damn what the Vatican need."

"Enemy anger level increasing. Her power has fully returned. Target's body tempurature increasing at high rates. Enemy readying for combat. Defense mode initiating." Tres raises two guns and all of the students in the class scream and cower to the back of the room. I generate my energy and lightening sparks in the palms of my hands. Tears well up in my eyes as the thought of fighting these two settles in. 'How could they just come here and do this to me?'

"Tres stop. There are too many students in here that you could hit."

"Negative. I have 95.5837 percent accuracy and the probability of me missing my target it less than 2.353 percent."

"But the chance still exists. You could hurt her and possibly kill her. We need her alive."

"Your only concern is that her well-being is kept intact, whereas i do not attain such emotions that you do therefore her injuries are not programmed to matter in my data. I can shoot her hands and legs immobiizing her from any potential escape." I listen to his words and roll my eyes. Typical Tres. Fire ignites into my hands, surprising Abel and only causing Tres to recalcualte his data.

"That's right. I've developed more. So go ahead Gunslinger. Give me all you've got."

Abel steps infornt of him. "No Tres. Go into the hallway until i've handled things. That's an order." Tres lowers his guns and turns around.

"Affiramtive, but my return is vital when combat is in effect."

"Very well." Weird, Tres openly called out what action he'd take if anything were to happen, without being ordered. That's very unusual for his nature.

I snap back to reality when Abel speaks. "Well i'm glad that's over,' he smiles.

"Leave," I demand.

"No listen," he calms. "Don't you want to come back?"

"Why would I? They don't want me there. For all I know, they might just want me dead."

"I promise you they don't."

"Promise! Ha. The last thing i want to have is you stand in my face and talk about promises."

"Soleanna listen to..."

"Stop calling me that Krusnik."

"Fine, but call me by my name because Krusnik isn't it."

"Leave." The flames in my hand grow hotter and more intense.

"Please Vanessa, I understand why you're upset but why do you hate me so?"

"How dare you ask such a stupid question?" He slowly approaches me and the flames in my hand grow larger. "Look at where I am. I've been starved because the profesor's stupid invention wore off within a couple off days." He continues to walk towards me. He reaches a hand out for mine and something triggers in my head. i'm not sure why but the fire in my hand dies down as he holds my hand.

"I never wanted you to leave." I look into his blue eyes and throw my arms around him. He returns the hug as I sob into his chest

"Abel. Why did you let them do it to me? It's been hell here and so much thirst. How could you send me away and wish something so ill upon me.'

"I would never wish anything ill upon you but I had no choice.'

"There's always a choice, Abel!" I cry. The loss i felt then is unbarable but having him here now is everything. I hug him tighter. "Please don't leave me alone again."

"I wouldnd't dream of it, but no promises."

I look up at him and rub my tears. "I still hate the Vatican."

He rubs his head awkwardly and smiles. "Well that's something we can work with over time."

"We must depart immediatley," Tres states, walking into the room.

"Wait Father Tres. May I say goodbye and explain somethings before we leave."

"Affirmative. You have exactly 300 seconds before we depart. Proceed." I turn towards my cowering classmates and smirk. I hug my three freinds and glasre a t the others.

"I hate you all. I would kill you right now if that didn't risk me getting injured. All of you are oversized assholes." I ignite a flame in my hand. "Look at me. I could burn you all to death right now and only laugh, but you're lucky i have a little bit of mercy right now." I walk to the dorr and turn back to look at them. "But trust me. I'll be back. Sleep nicley at night." On that note, I exit and Tres begins to walk. We exit the school and increase our pace.

"So when are we going back," I ask.

"Immediatley." Tres answers

"Aww, but I'm tired Tres. Can't we find somewhere to stay? I'm tired"

Tres looks back and observes his posture. "Negative. We have completed the mission and therefore must return to the Vatican immediatley."

"Oh please Tres. We were given a week on this assignment and finished it in a couple of hours. We can spare a day can't we. Not to mention i'm starving." I watch as Abel begs and Tres walks ahead.

"Affirmative. Your arguement is contradictable, but one more day may be spared to regain strength." With that we walk on.

LLL- I know. Still not too in depth but it'll get there. Promise.