It's been a while hasn't it? Well do not fear! I have returned! I'll update more soon! I realized that Trini has no personality...I'm giving her more!
One Month Later
Trini slammed her head against the wall. She dug her nails into the sheets and ground her teeth together as she tried to contain them into her skin. No, this was not happening. Not now. Not when Victor was knocking on her door asking if she wanted to play Monopoly with the others. She quickly wrapped her sheets around herself to contain them and quickly and stumbled over to the door. She cracked it open only slightly.
"H-hey?" That sounded so composed.
"Hey, you okay? You've been in there all morning." Victor cocked a brow at her.
"Uh…yeah, I'm totally fine. Heh, just, you know, a slight headache from um, my mind reading powers, you know." Trini smiled sheepishly.
"Oh, you want me to get you something? I'm sure-."
"No! N-no, It's okay, really, Vic. But thanks, I'm totally-Ngg." She gripped the door. They wouldn't go back in. Damn, this was gonna be more painful then she thought.
"Trini?" Victor attempted to push the door open.
"NO!" Trini shouted. "No, I'm okay!"
"Trini, you're in pain, lemme in."
"No, I swear I'm fine. I just don't feel-." They were flapping now. Jesus Christ, It hurts more than she thought.
Victor suddenly shoved the door open, the blanket caught against the bottom of the door and tore away from Trini exposing the things she'd been trying to hide. Victor gasped. "Dios-."
"Don't say anything about it! Please!"
"How'd…but…?" He seemed lost for words. He then placed his hands on her shoulders. "Turn around."
"Mm-mm." Trini shook her head.
"Oh come on, I can see them from here."
"Then you don't need me to turn around."
"Yeah I do. Maybe I can fix this."
Trini sighed and turned around. Protruding from the middle of her back-through her night shirt-were two large feathery wings.
"So, when'd this happen?" Victor placed his chin between his thumb and pointer finger.
"This morning. I woke up and boom." She sighed.
"Well, you are an angel, aren't you?"
"Yeah…"
"So what if you're showing signs of…I don't know, your Angel-ness?"
"Good job with the vocabulary there." Trini nodded. "They won't go back in, though."
"Have you tried to wish them away?"
"What kind of stupid question is that?" She spat.
"Have you tried it?"
She bit her lip and furrowed her brows. "No."
"There's your answer."
Trini sighed. "This is so stupid, but…" She tensed her body up. Go away. She repeated n her head multiple times until…Well, until she felt her back relieve and the large weight disappear. She relaxed. "Please don't tell me that worked."
"It worked."
"I said don't tell me, Dingus." Trini furrowed her brows.
"It slipped." Victor shrugged. "Now you wanna play?"
"Monopoly's so boring, though. Besides, I have to change. My shirt's all fucked up now." She jabbed her thumb towards the two large openings in the back of her shirt.
"Oh, right. Well, we'll be, you know, downstairs playing Monopoly if you need us." Victor walked towards the door. "Also,"
Trini stopped and panned up at him.
"There's no need to hide from us, especially me. You know that we're here for you." He smiled.
Trini grinned. "Thanks, Dr. Phil."
"Always a pleasure."
Jake sneered at the table. "What a load."
"What's your problem?" Gert cocked a brow.
"Nothing." Jake lied as he stared at Iron. Yes, he had just heard-eavesdropped-on Trini and Victor's conversation. Why couldn't he? Well, the more important question is why should he care? Of course, he knew the answer to that. No, he wasn't going to say it. Not in his head, not out loud.
"Oh! Look, I landed on a free parking space!" Molly quickly reached over Jake and snatched his money.
"What!" Jake spat.
"I get your money!"
"No you don't!" Jake reached towards her.
"Get away from me!" Molly snapped.
Gert sighed and reached for the rule book.
"Give it back!"
"No way, Jake! I landed on a Free Parking Space fair and square!" Molly gripped the money to her chest.
"That's not the official rule!" Jake slammed his hand down on the table.
"He's right, I'm afraid." Gert intruded.
"We're not playing the Official rules! We're playing the House rules!" Molly stuck her tongue out.
"This isn't even you're house!"
"Says who!" Molly argued. "This is my parent's base!"
"Shut up!" Trini shouted as she entered the room, Victor, Nico, and Chase behind her. "Jesus, people, there's a damn Museum upstairs!"
"Seriously, do you want every smelly old person in Los Angeles to know we're here!" Nico added.
Jake rolled his eyes. "Sorry."
"He started it." Molly mumbled as she pointed back at Jake.
"They're just Stir-crazy, Nic. Maybe we should all go out on patrol. Get some fresh-."
"Intruder alert." The voice interrupted Gert.
The group jumped.
"What?" Chase panned around. "Do all our appliances talk now?"
"Intruder alert!" The voice sounded again just as a black figure appeared above them.
"Greetings children." Most of the group immediately realized it was Cloak.
"Hands in the air, Creepshow!" Victor shouted.
"Relax, Victor. It's just Cloak. He's a good guy." Molly explained. "Except when his cape tried to eat us."
Trini and Nico shuddered at the memory.
"Be advised. The Security Daemons have been activated." The security system reported.
"What, you talking to me?" Chase cocked a brow.
"What's a Daemon?" Nico cocked a brow.
Abruptly, four flying beings with large dragon-like beings flew from the ceiling and down to the group.
"More fun than Monopoly." Chase replied.
"I second that." Jake smirked.
"Sorry everybody." Nico apologized as she pointed her staff at one of the creatures. "This looks like one of my parent's old defense spells."
"I don't think so, Nico." Trini answered as she placed her finger tips to her head. "They don't have a heartbeat, or a soul."
"She's right." Chase answered as he patted Old Lace, who had bitten one of its necks off. Wires and small bits of electricity surged through the being instead of blood or veins. "These must be my folks Gizmos. Just a stupid robot."
"Ouch." Jake smirked as he kicked one of its heads off.
"I'm standing right here, you know." Victor grumbled; electrocuting another beast.
"Impressive. I had hoped to see you in action, my friends. Your skills have matured exponentially." Cloak praised.
"Save the 'friends' bull, Spooky." Chase shoved his hand in the air to stop Cloak from speaking further.
"Yeah, last time we ran into you, you and your Chippie promised to bring back-up. We ended up having to take The Pride by ourselves." Gert added.
"Blame your elders. Just as Dagger and I were about to return to Manhattan to enlist help for your crusade, your parents erased our memories of you." Cloak explained. "I was only able to recall our meeting after being dealt a severe blow to the head."
"And unless you're looking for another, you'll tell us exactly how you found out our new hideout." Nico gripped her staff.
"When we last met, I absorbed a life entity of a darkness within this earth into my dimensional cloak. I followed it as a homing beacon all the way here."
"Oops?" Trini bit her lip.
"It's not your fault." Gert assured.
"Of course it is." Jake growled.
Chase gave him a light punch in the arm.
"Regardless, the darkness mustn't reach its ultimate power. That could mean the death of millions." Cloak added.
"Thanks for that." Trini gave him a thumb's up.
"Great, now we have two people we have to worry about who are gonna-someday-destroy the world." Jake spat.
"Okay, that's it. Lately you've been grousing around like a drunk in a juice bar. You gotta problem, then just spit it out!" Trini snapped.
"Be still children." Cloak interjected.
"Hey," Molly tugged on Cloak's cloak. "How come you didn't bring your wife with you?"
"Dagger is not my wife, little one. She's my…companion. And she is currently in a coma, having been viciously savaged by an imposter of me."
"An imposter? Like who?" Gert questioned.
"Chameleon, Copycat, Mystique…it could be any of the villainous masters of disguise I've battled over the years, now hoping to frame me." Cloak informed. "And yet a single blurry surveillance tape has convinced the heroes of New York that I'm responsible for this heinous crime. They cannot being to understand the bond that Tandy and I have, one that we've shared ever since the pharmaceuticals forced upon us awakened our abilities."
"Wait. Back up. You're secret origin is drugs?" Victor asked. "Doesn't that kinda set a bad example for little kids?"
Cloak fluttered his cloak open while shouting, "I AM NOT YOUR ROLE MODEL!"
"A little touchy on the subject, are we?" Trini cocked a brow.
"Seriously," Gert agreed. "Can't imagine why anyone would think you're the unstable type."
"Please, I know I failed you before, but I hoped that I might appeal to my fellow Runaways' sense of fairness and…and Justice." Cloak reasoned. "I am innocent, but have no way exonerating myself while every cape and cowl scours the city for me. I need you to investigate were I cannot."
"I wish we could help, Cloak, but we're fugitives, too." Nico explained.
"You may be wanted in this coast, but no one is looking for you in Manhattan." Cloak answered.
Jake sniffed the air, "Hmm, smells like a Loop whole, here. Don't it, Gert?"
"It's stinkin' up the place." Gert agreed.
"So you want us to go to New York? As in New York City?" Victor asked in awe.
"No, he means New York company." Trini waved her hands.
Chase scratched the back of his head. "I don't know if the Leapfrog can handle a cross country tour, bro."
"Fear not, I will provide transportation…" Cloak spread the cloth our large enough to create a vacuum; allowing the group to be sucked into him.
"Yes!" Molly cried, "FIELD TRIP!"
I honestly didn't think it'd be this short. I'll update more probably tomorrow. Later :)