WARRIOR. CHAPTER 3.

The hotel suites each had 3 rooms. A Bedroom, a living room and a kitchen. Trina lied down in the bedroom as David sat in the living room, watching the sports news.

"Breaking News, the dream 'Sparta' tournament's first two rounds will begin tomorrow night, then the fighters will have the day off on Saturday, and the final 2 rounds will be on Sunday, we have received new information about one of the YouTube sensation Trina Monet. In a video recently sent in to us, a soldier currently deployed in Iraq identifies Monet as the person who saved him and his unit's life in 2006. Let's watch."

The television, cut to a video of Randy.

"The tank was..."

"TRINA!" David screamed.

Trina ignored him.

"TRINA! TRINA!"

"WHAT!?" Trina asked, coming out of her room. David pointed at the television.

"She ripped the door off of the tank and left. Trina Monet is a hero. If you're watching this, I love you, you saved my life, brother." Randy said, saluting to the camera.

Trina took a deep breath and grabbed her jacket.

"Where are you going?" David asked.

Trina slammed the door and left.

David got on the phone.

"Hello? Hello? Is Tori there?" He asked.


A few hours later, Trina stood on the beach, outside the hotel. Whenever she had some deep thinking to do, she would always go to the beach at night. Ever since she was a little girl.

It was dead silent. Trina stood, getting lost in the sounds of the waves gently crashing onto the shore.

All of a sudden, she saw Tori, walking in her direction. Trina looked around the empty beach, then back at Tori, who was now standing a few feet away from her. They stared at each other for a bit.

"I've been looking all over for you." Tori said. Trina just looked at her, emotionlessly.

"How's it going?"

"It's going." Trina responded, shrugging.

"I was thinking, we should go grab a coffee."

"I don't drink coffee, Tori. What do you want?"

"...You don't want to go sit down somewhere?" Tori asked.

Trina looked around the empty, quiet beach.

"Nah, I'm good right here." She said, turning to the ocean.

Tori sighed.

"Okay."

They stood in silence.

"Come on Trina, how was I supposed to know I'd never see you guys again?"

"Yeah, well, you were briefed. You had the information. You chose the old man and the guy."

"You know, he wasn't just some guy...I married him...he's my husband." Tori said, pulling out her wallet.

Trina looked bored as Tori pulled out some small pictures.

"See, that's Andre. And that's Raven. She's your niece, Trina!" Tori said, with a slight smile.

Trina looked back at her, still looking bored and emotionless.

"Don't know 'em." Trina said, shrugging her shoulders.

"I know you don't know them. Of course you don't know them."

"Why am I looking at pictures of people I don't know?"

Tori's smile left and she looked at Trina, confused.

"Because that's my family."

"And who are you exactly?"

"I'm your sister, what's wrong with you?"

Trina took a close look at Tori.

"You were in the Corps?" Trina asked, raising her eyebrows in shock.

"What?"

"I said I didn't know you were in the Corps."

"...I wasn't in the Corps." Tori said, cautiously and confused.

"You said you were my sister. The closest thing I've had to a sister is Kirsten Rodriguez. She died in Iraq on May 10th, 2006. You aren't a sister to me." Trina said, walking past Tori.

"I was a fifteen year old kid! What the hell did I know!?" Tori asked.

"I don't know what you know. Why don't you go ask your boyfriend about it?" Trina said, still walking.

"He's my husband, Trina! So that's it? I stay with Andre and I never get to see you guys again? Not a single phone call? Nothing? I...I don't understand this." Tori said, standing in front of Trina to stop her. Tori was starting to tear up.

"I don't understand this. You won't forgive me, but you forgave Dad?"

Trina looked at Tori confused.

"Nah, he's just some old guy that I train with. He means NOTHING to me. And from what I hear, he means nothing to you either. You got balls to come to ME, talking about forgiveness, Tori."

Trina started walking away again.

"That has nothing to do with forgiveness. I got a kid, I got a family to protect. Everything I do is for them. I don't trust him, and I don't like him, but I forgave Dad. Just like I forgave you and mom."

Trina immediately stopped and turned around.

"YOU forgave US?" Trina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah."

"I'm not surprised you made the tournament Tori, you've really got some stones, man."

"I fell in love. What the hell was I supposed to do?"

"You were supposed to stick to the plan, you were supposed to come with us. I needed you and Mom needed you. You were my sister and you bailed on me...you know what, I'm glad you stayed and everything worked out. You leave, you get the opposite. The path of greater resistance leads to a better reward I guess. You stay with an alcoholic abusive dickhead, you get to get married and have a family. You leave, you're rewarded by having to bury your mother. That's how it works, I guess."

Tori became angry.

"You are NOT the only one that suffered, Trina. I didn't even know she was sick! I NEVER EVEN GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE TO MY OWN MOTHER! YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO KEEP THAT FROM ME! THAT WAS NOT YOUR DECISION TO MAKE!"

Trina stood, still emotionless.

"You know what, you walk around, with your pictures of your husband, And you're all 'I forgive you', 'I forgive Dad', 'I forgive everyone', but, you know...you're full of shit." Trina said, standing in Tori's face.

Trina and Tori stared each other down.

"Are we done here, Tori? Are we finished?" Trina asked, half-smiling.

Tori stood silent. Tears running down her face, feeling anger, confusion, sadness and shock, all at once.

Trina turned around and started walking away as Tori stood still, tears still running.

The Tournament Starts Next Chapter.