"I've received word of the results of your assignment. You've failed,"
Stark said coldly.
"I did as you asked," the assassin said. "Anyway, he was an innocent."
Stark frowned and began to pace in the room. He stared at the woman who
sat in front of him. He had sent her to Fawkes as her last assignment.
With him out of the way, all of Stark's plan would have gone off without a
hitch.
"Trinity," he addressed the woman, "you've disappointed me. The final
target was the most important. Now, everything is on hold."
Trinity looked at him. She leaned against the wall, crossing her arms.
"You did not mention interference."
Stark walked in front of her and slammed his hands against the wall around
her head. She didn't even flinch. "Your job is to eliminate all
obstacles. You've botched your assignment. And all because of some
interference? That's just weakness. I do not tolerate weakness."
Trinity frowned. She grabbed Stark by the neck and pushed him against the
adjoining wall. "I demand my compensation," she said through her teeth.
Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through her head.
Stark smiled. "I don't think so."
He tapped his fist against her head. Trinity's headache grew. She fell
onto her knees, gripping her head.
"You see, Trinity," Stark said as he circled around her. He leaned down
and lifted her head by her hair. "I made you, and I can break you." He
released his grip. "Never disappoint me again."
Stark left Trinity clenching her temples.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Eberts walked into his house at half past 11. He had just had a wonderful time with Avon. She was the woman of his dreams. Absolutely amazing, beautiful, and just.wow. Eberts dropped onto his couch and reveled in the moment. He heard his answering machine beeping. He turned his head and pushed the button. "Eberts," the Official blared. "Where are you?! Do you realize what time it is?!? We have a crisis situation. Get in here NOW!!!" The final word shook the answering machine clear off the table. Eberts stood immediately and headed out the door. What had he been thinking?
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Tobias looked out the window of his standardized room of Chrysalis. The lights outside the complex completely blocked out any starlight. The apparent emptiness of the sky consumed him. Something had changed. Something was wrong. He'd never had doubts in Chrysalis before. Not until the failure of the locusts. He sighed deeply. He was having thoughts he'd never had before. Thoughts of escape.but how could he escape from a place that had never been a prison to him. He shook his head. There was just. Suddenly, he felt another presence was in his room? Could Stark read his mind now? He slowly turned. There was Trinity, crouching on his floor, hands wrapped around her head. Tobias leaned down toward her. She looked up at him. Her eyes seemed to be hardened by the experiences she had. All of his doubts reemerged. "Help me," she said weakly, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't," he said, shaking his head. This was what he was afraid of. Trinity's eyes narrowed and she lunged at Tobias. She grabbed him by the throat and sneered. "You will help me." "I can't," he rasped. Trinity's eyes immediately softened and let him go. Tobias gasped for air. She began to cry. "I'm sorry.I'm sorry," she wept. It was amazing, Tobias thought, her personality was so erratic. It must be the drugs. A new emotion suddenly swept over him. He felt sympathy for her. He leaned down and pushed back her hair. She looked up at him again. This time, she had a look of sorrow on her face. "The pain." she struggled to say. "Please." "I." Tobias said. He was at a loss. He'd never felt this way before. There had been pity, but not sympathy. What was wrong with him? He breathed heavily. "It's because of the drugs. You're suffering withdrawal.I can give you some to tie you over, but that's it." What was he saying? "Follow me.Actually, just sneak into the lab, I'll meet you there." He looked at her again. Her dark brown eyes seemed so soft and human. He remembered when he first unleashed her. Her pupils were so large; her eyes seemed black. He shook his head. "Let's go." Tobias walked down the hall, all the time thinking of Trinity's eyes. Her face was so beautiful. He had never seen anything like it. It was so. Tobias walked into the lab, acting as though it were routine. He checked the entire lab. No one was there. He moved to the center of the room and waited. What was he thinking? What had come over him? Those eyes. Mid- thought, he noticed Trinity was now sitting on the table before him. She looked at him with her dark eyes; Tobias was entranced by them. He shook his head. He grabbed a syringe and vial from a nearby cabinet. "Here, give me your arm," he said. Trinity extended a slender arm. Tobias took it and leaned in to get the correct angle on the needle. Tobias could smell her skin; it was sweet, but flowery. He noticed that she had a gunshot wound. He set down the syringe and tenderly bandaged the wound. Why was he being so caring? He still didn't know. Then, slowly he injected the drug into her vein. Trinity leaned in close to see what he was doing. "This is just enough to keep you sane." he said, looking up. Their faces met just an inch apart. "for now." Tobias looked into her eyes again; they consumed him completely. Trinity and Tobias looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Slowly, they leaned into each other; their lips met. Tobias had never kissed anyone before; he hadn't been matched up with a proper partner yet. He was still too young for that. At this moment, he didn't even think about it, though. All he could feel was emotion; it was unlike anything before. He had never realized that this sort of thing existed. He had never realized that anyone could feel that soft and warm. He felt Trinity start to pull away. Tobias' wits returned to him. "You should go," he said. Trinity only nodded. Her eyes were once again feral; her pupils were slowly expanding. A sudden noise came from behind them. Tobias turned to see what it was; someone had entered the lab. When he looked back, Trinity was already gone. "Tobias," Stark said, as he approached. "I'm glad I found you.Working late?" "Yes, Mr. Stark," Tobias said obediently. "Excellent.I need you to do something.it's about Project Trinity." Tobias stiffened. "What do you mean, sir?" "She's become an annoyance," Stark said gravely. "We need to end the project, immediately." "Do you mean.?" Tobias said, guilt welling up inside of him. "Yes, prepare the solution. I'm sure she'll come back. Then we'll end it." Stark left Tobias alone in the lab. He swallowed hard. What was he to do?
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Eberts walked into his house at half past 11. He had just had a wonderful time with Avon. She was the woman of his dreams. Absolutely amazing, beautiful, and just.wow. Eberts dropped onto his couch and reveled in the moment. He heard his answering machine beeping. He turned his head and pushed the button. "Eberts," the Official blared. "Where are you?! Do you realize what time it is?!? We have a crisis situation. Get in here NOW!!!" The final word shook the answering machine clear off the table. Eberts stood immediately and headed out the door. What had he been thinking?
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Tobias looked out the window of his standardized room of Chrysalis. The lights outside the complex completely blocked out any starlight. The apparent emptiness of the sky consumed him. Something had changed. Something was wrong. He'd never had doubts in Chrysalis before. Not until the failure of the locusts. He sighed deeply. He was having thoughts he'd never had before. Thoughts of escape.but how could he escape from a place that had never been a prison to him. He shook his head. There was just. Suddenly, he felt another presence was in his room? Could Stark read his mind now? He slowly turned. There was Trinity, crouching on his floor, hands wrapped around her head. Tobias leaned down toward her. She looked up at him. Her eyes seemed to be hardened by the experiences she had. All of his doubts reemerged. "Help me," she said weakly, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't," he said, shaking his head. This was what he was afraid of. Trinity's eyes narrowed and she lunged at Tobias. She grabbed him by the throat and sneered. "You will help me." "I can't," he rasped. Trinity's eyes immediately softened and let him go. Tobias gasped for air. She began to cry. "I'm sorry.I'm sorry," she wept. It was amazing, Tobias thought, her personality was so erratic. It must be the drugs. A new emotion suddenly swept over him. He felt sympathy for her. He leaned down and pushed back her hair. She looked up at him again. This time, she had a look of sorrow on her face. "The pain." she struggled to say. "Please." "I." Tobias said. He was at a loss. He'd never felt this way before. There had been pity, but not sympathy. What was wrong with him? He breathed heavily. "It's because of the drugs. You're suffering withdrawal.I can give you some to tie you over, but that's it." What was he saying? "Follow me.Actually, just sneak into the lab, I'll meet you there." He looked at her again. Her dark brown eyes seemed so soft and human. He remembered when he first unleashed her. Her pupils were so large; her eyes seemed black. He shook his head. "Let's go." Tobias walked down the hall, all the time thinking of Trinity's eyes. Her face was so beautiful. He had never seen anything like it. It was so. Tobias walked into the lab, acting as though it were routine. He checked the entire lab. No one was there. He moved to the center of the room and waited. What was he thinking? What had come over him? Those eyes. Mid- thought, he noticed Trinity was now sitting on the table before him. She looked at him with her dark eyes; Tobias was entranced by them. He shook his head. He grabbed a syringe and vial from a nearby cabinet. "Here, give me your arm," he said. Trinity extended a slender arm. Tobias took it and leaned in to get the correct angle on the needle. Tobias could smell her skin; it was sweet, but flowery. He noticed that she had a gunshot wound. He set down the syringe and tenderly bandaged the wound. Why was he being so caring? He still didn't know. Then, slowly he injected the drug into her vein. Trinity leaned in close to see what he was doing. "This is just enough to keep you sane." he said, looking up. Their faces met just an inch apart. "for now." Tobias looked into her eyes again; they consumed him completely. Trinity and Tobias looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Slowly, they leaned into each other; their lips met. Tobias had never kissed anyone before; he hadn't been matched up with a proper partner yet. He was still too young for that. At this moment, he didn't even think about it, though. All he could feel was emotion; it was unlike anything before. He had never realized that this sort of thing existed. He had never realized that anyone could feel that soft and warm. He felt Trinity start to pull away. Tobias' wits returned to him. "You should go," he said. Trinity only nodded. Her eyes were once again feral; her pupils were slowly expanding. A sudden noise came from behind them. Tobias turned to see what it was; someone had entered the lab. When he looked back, Trinity was already gone. "Tobias," Stark said, as he approached. "I'm glad I found you.Working late?" "Yes, Mr. Stark," Tobias said obediently. "Excellent.I need you to do something.it's about Project Trinity." Tobias stiffened. "What do you mean, sir?" "She's become an annoyance," Stark said gravely. "We need to end the project, immediately." "Do you mean.?" Tobias said, guilt welling up inside of him. "Yes, prepare the solution. I'm sure she'll come back. Then we'll end it." Stark left Tobias alone in the lab. He swallowed hard. What was he to do?