So I'm so happy to be hearing from new fans, names, etc. about my new story and keep urging you to read and spread my penname across the site. I must say I had one other story taken down for using an innapporpriate term in the summary. It's a laugh so it's whatever. Hopefully this one won't get canned. I'll try to update and make the chapters longer. -Anarchist Angel

Trinity looked up trying to see if she could spot the haven which she had fallen. Her eyes being blinded by the very tears she wept were relentless and showed her captor her true vulnerability. Trinity rubbed her eyes as the salty tears that were burning her eyes began to sting on her fingertips. Bitter tears they were and in such plentiful amounts. However, hope was masked underneath. Trinity still had some hope that perhaps someone would see her and rescue her. She didn't have the knowledge to fight or to outsmart her captor.

Faust himself was very sure of himself, but he knew that the victory he had seized today wa only a temporary state. He turned towards Trinity who was still crying. The night was starting to settle and the shadows began to grow and stretch across the wooded area. Faust inhaled as if the darkness was rejunvinating him. Trinity watched him quietly in terror. As the last bit of daylight disappeared her vision had diminished. All she could see were dark silohuettes of the woods, umbrage, and Faust's body. He turned towards her and grinned even though Trinity couldn't see. All she could see besides his figure were his eyes that shown a bright yellow similar to a nocturnal predator.

"I won't have to wait too long," replied Faust confidently.

"What do you mean? Too long for what?" questioned Trinity with extreme discomfort and worry in her voice.

"You see I have an infinite knowledge. It's my Satan-given gift you can say. It keeps growing so I know the present, past, and future. I know exactly how your demise will be. There isn't hope for you. Your soul and essence are like a sponge and you will absorb everything around you. if you look at your surroundings everything you see and come in contact with will become a part of you and slowly contaminate your soul."

"That can't happen. My brother wasn't corrupted when he ventured here."

"You're brother was not corrupted because he had grown immune to the mortal world and could ward off the evils. You however, never ventured and have no immune system. The contagions of this sin-drenched world will kill your very being without hesitation."

"I won't allow it. Do your worst to me, but you won't get what your searching for. If you kill me you will unleash a war that you cannot win."

"Percisely, but you are much more than just the ignition for the war my master has been hoping for. I very much need you alive."

"Wait? You aren't going to kill me?"

"Yes, surprised I'm sure. You are His daughter and we know how important you are to Him. But Daddy's little girl doesn't know how to follow rules. It's your fault that this war will unless and that all your close friend had to die. Like your good old friend Justice, I believe her name was."

Faust smirked in pride at his misdeeds and hs coy eyes pierced through Trinity's being as his words pierced through her heart. He was correct and she hated it. She bit her lip hard and stared with her bright eyes at him. She grimaced and the anger that build inside her had raged beyond a point she could control.

"You-you...," Trinity growled trying to control her emotions, but Faust already had caught onto her weaknesses.

"We both know what you want to say so you may as well say it. It won't change anything."

"Shut up, you, bastard!" screamed Trinity on the top of her lungs as she swung a punch at him.

Her fragile little body didn't leave any impact on him or even phase him. Faust smiled as he knew she was giving into the temptations of the world so easily and quickly for that matter. Trinity panted still filled with rage. She felt something she hadn't felt before. her heart felt slightly heavy and the stibng of regret had kicked in. Her friend was dead because of her. She knew very well Faust was the one who ended her life. She watched him do it right before her eyes, yet things probably would have turned out differently if she had behaved and hid within the inner walls of the heavens where she wouldn;t be harmed. Swearing at her capture and retaliating instead of turning the other cheek as her older brother had once said was new to her. She was so innocent and to easily give in to something so childish made her realize she was weak. Maybe she wouldn't survive as well as she thought she would. She had become weary and laid on the ground of the forest floor. As she fell asleep, all that consumed her mind was 5the regret of her actions and the fear of her survivaly as well as what would happen to the kingdom she had been kidnapped from.

Faust watched her fall asleep. He had expected Baal to return soon with news from the Underworld. His eyes turned to Trinity whose body was motionless on the ground. She was so fragile and vulnerable. The ideal prey for Faust. He knew of the upcomign challenge he would receive from her and just stared at her. Something felt strange to him for the first time in a long time.

"She looks like...no..." he muttered to himself.

Baal had returned and slowly approached Faust.

"He said you would know what to do with her." said Baal.

"Keep her here until she reaches her potential," answered Faust without hesitation.

"Right. I can't believe she isn't even aware of the powers she has," commented Baal.

"It will be interesting," answered Faust.