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Claimer: Forgot to write this on other chapters. Well I always forget it anyway. Anyhow, I own Trinity (Tanya Menace) and Jack Menace.
(a/n): Thank you so much for the reviews everyone, you really give me a lot of encouragement to finish this book. (Yay!) Well once again enjoy! ^_^
Chapter6: Hidden Feelings
Trinity was in her room brushing her long, beautiful, silky, black hair. She wasn't wearing her suit now; she was in her robe because she got out of the shower of few minutes ago. Trinity was happy with her team; she thinks they all have the same goal and she will be victorious no matter what. She has to and she will. She will complete her objective given by her beloved father. Trinity put down her brush and stared into her own blue eyes. Crystal Eyes… She thought when she dazed into them. She opened a drawer and took out a Sapphire, her birthstone and the color of her eyes her father have given to her before he left for the tournament.
A tear went down her cheek, as she thought about that moment when he have left her that note, a note so sweet to her and yet so cruel, why did he leave? If he haven't left she wouldn't have to suffer this hard. She would have been like a normal lady that had a teenage history as common as the rest. But now she felt torn apart. No matter how bad she wants it he will never come back to her. And the last thing she could do is shut down the tournament like her father asked her to do. "Why?" She whispered again. Trinity always thought she is going to die in her own depressed world where no one lives but her. She has nothing left in life and that is what hurts her the most that she is a woman with only one purpose…to kill. Trinity started to cry again the same tears she thought have dried years ago. She never felt like this before, because she is finally here, to complete her last goal. But what happens next is the real question. Is this where everything ends? That's it; it's the end of her life?
Trinity covered her eyes with her hands and couldn't believe whom she turned in to. She was never like this, ever. She was a cute little girl loved by many. She would never hurt a soul or say anything bad. She would always hang around near her father and try to help others. She used to be so caring, like a real woman, but now…she is like born to kill, born to destroy and avenge. No one will ever know the real her again. Only one person knew, but now, non know that she is not cold blooded but yet a woman who is trying to find a life, a life worth living. A life where she would be loved again and where she can love back, a woman that does not want to hurt a soul. But now, all that is gone. Her father was right, it is a cruel world and in order to survive you must be strong and evil not weak and light-hearted.
"Trinity? Are you alright?" She heard Dessloch knock on her door but not opening it. She was afraid to answer, afraid that he will hear her voice is broke and that she is having doubts. She wiped off her tears and looked at her red eyes that where filled with sadness. "Trish? Hello? Anybody in there? Hello?" She heard Dessloch slowly open the door and she ran towards it and closed it back.
"Trish?" He asked again.
"Uh…" She tried to sound normal. "Everything is fine, Dess, thanks."
"Dess? No one called me that before."
"Sorry, well I'm a bit busy right now." She said as she locked the door and leaned against it. "Well…the match starts in ten minutes, I suggest you get ready." She heard him say and her heart froze. The Tournament! She completely forgot about it and there she is, crying over her past that can't be changed. "Trish, you sure you're alright?" He asked her again. "Trish? No one called me that before." She heard Dessloch chuckle at her response. "Well, are you?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" "I dunno, it sounded like, well, uh…" He sighed. "Never mind." She heard him walk away. "Wait! Don't go. Just wait outside okay, I'll be out in a minute, okay?" She asked him a bit her lower lip, hoping he'll stay. "Uh…yeah, sure, I guess." She smiled and breathed out and said, "Thanks Dess, oh…I mean Dessloch." "That's okay, you can call me Dess for short."
She laughed and quickly changed into her Trinity101 suit and came out eagerly and almost bumped into Dessloch. He smiled a little and seemed to study her expression but she wanted to laugh because he couldn't see it because she had a mask on. "Thanks for waiting, I need someone to show me where the stadium is." She lied because she didn't want him to think anything negative. "Sure." He seemed to smile wider and started to walk down the hallway. "I think your first contestant is Archon. He's a rookie and probably the easiest contestant you'll fight against. If you are as good as people think you are you should frag him flawlessly." She smiled but once again he couldn't see it. She felt sorry but she couldn't show her face. Tanya Menace is Wanted almost everywhere for 'stealing' Liandri Corporation's files. Isn't she in big trouble?
They went onto a lift and into a large hallway which had another lift. "Well, I can't go up there with you, can I? So when they are going to call your name, you go up that lift and press the button and a map will be shown. Good luck." He started to go back and she frowned. "Wait, can you stay with me until they call my name, I don't want to be bored." "Aha, so now I'm your entertainment." She laughed and nudged him on the shoulder and said, "No this is my first time here, and I don't feel like being alone." He nodded and stayed.
"How did you build that suit?" He asked her after 2 minutes of standing and doing nothing. "Oh, well I didn't, my father was like an engineer you see." She said to him trying not to give out a lot of information. "Who was your father?" "An engineer." "Yeah, I understood, I meant his name what is his name?" Trinity felt like punching him for asking that question but then she realized it was really her fault. "Listen I don't want to talk about it." She said and hoped he won't as her 'why?'. "I understand." He said and that was the last word he said to her before they called her name.
"Welcome to Unreal Tournament! A tournament of pure blood and vengeance, please welcome the contestants. She might be knew, but does not mean she is weak, please welcome Trinity!" Trinity went up to the lift and turned to say goodbye to Dessloch but he was long gone. She frowned and activated the lift. Silence met her when she came into the light of the lamps. She came up to the stand, quietly as everyone stared at her, quiet as well. "(Sigh) Please also welcome the guy that have been trying his best all his life, Archon!" She heard how people booed at him. Well isn't he famous?? She thought and saw a guy that was almost her size. His face was pure goodness and she can't see why would he join the tournament, people like him would surely be crushed. He seemed to have shame on his face and came to the podium and looked at her and nodded for her to pick a map. She nodded as well and pushed down the button and looked at the screen which seemed to be a station is space. She wondered was that the map her father died at? She shook of her thoughts; she would not let them take over her. The past is over and done with she must let it go. "Looks like our friends are going into the Oblivion! Good luck to them!"
The same wavy circles went around her and Archon that used to go around her father…no she want think about it. She appeared in the map and waited for it to start. "The match will start in…5…4…3…2…1, begin." She appeared what seemed to be like a cargo room with metal boxes which seemed to be open in the back, so she ran up to them and saw the Flak Cannon. She picked it up and took a few of the ammo with her. She looked at the three ways she could go, down a ramp on the left or right, or straight into the corridor. She chose left and saw some rocket launcher ammo. She ran up to it and heard someone fire of a shot at her. She turned to see where it came from and saw a rocket heading straight for her. She rolled towards her left and out of Archon's view as the rocket missed. She aimed and waited for him to come out as she crouched and ready to press the Secondary Fire. She saw him running for the same ammo she tried to pick up and aimed carefully and fired a ball of metal which hit him perfectly. "First Blood!" Trinity heard the announcer said. Trinity didn't taunt; she wasn't that cocky. She ran up to the Launcher that he dropped but did not equip it. She'll use it for long distant fights.
She ran up a ramp behind her that was the opposite way she came from and entered a small area where the windshield could be scene. Trinity came up to the shield and watched through endless space and heard something appear right next to her legs and saw it was a Shock Rifle. Trish smiled and picked it up and someone had shot out a Flak Cannon through a hallway in the middle of the spaceship and three metals have hit her in the legs, making her fall to her knees. She shot her head up and saw Archon was cowering behind the column in the hallway and she smiled as she took the Shock Rifle she just picked up and shot a ball of plasma past the column and shot it with the lethal, blue beam, creating a large, electronic shockwave, which fragged Archon. Trinity couldn't help but say, "Sucker."
She saw Archon get respawned right in front of her so she took out her Flak Cannon and shot him with all the metal with the Primary Fire, killing him instantly. His body parts flying in all possible direction as the metal ripped his flesh apart into tiny pieces like a razor blade. Trinity was squinted as blood flew across her face and she was surrounded by Archon's flesh.
Dessloch was right, Archon is a rookie, and probably is the weakest in the tournament. It all makes sense now, why the whole stadium booed him and she felt sorry for him, people like him only get used. Trinity turned on her X-Ray vision on her glasses and smiled when she set her eyes on her prey…
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Dessloch was in his room in his sweat pants with his bare chest, punching the punching bag with all of his might. He couldn't take his mind of Trinity. Something was bothering her, he knew it, he wasn't stupid. The problem is she is a kind of a person that does not share her problems with others and will keep it to herself until she solves the problem. He was worried about her because most of their leaders died because of the troubles that have bothered them. His father died because he was worried about Dessloch going into the Army when there was a war going on between the Skraaj Hybrid and the Humans. Dessloch survived the wars he went to but was arrested by his own people.
Dessloch was enraged, he still remembers it well, how he was ready to kill anyway who got in his way, and Xan welcomed his hatred. Dessloch is a man of 25 years who knew nothing but vengeance, madness, hatred and blood. There was no room for sadness anymore in him, no more room for love as well. He was like a killing machine, which will gladly take any missions, and now he's having these strange feeling for Trish, afraid that she is hurt. Why? He doesn't even know her. He just senses she is different than the rest. Dessloch kicked the punching bag this time, ignoring the thoughts.
Sweat poured down like rain as he gave more punches into the bag with all his might. His eyes set like the eagle's, he's strength concentrated like a real lion, and he stroke the bag fast like a snake. He moved his shoulders fast and deadly as the punches were enforced with his hard fist covered by a cloth which had blood seeping out. He punched harder, sharpening his cunning skills to a higher level, expanding his stamina and speed as he improved with each blow. "Ha!" He screamed out as he turned fully making a mid back spin kick making the punching bag break at the top of each chain and send it flying into the far back wall in his room.
He turned to look at the woman he hates the most come up to him and applaud at his perfect performance. "Nice, your getting better at every shot." "What the hell you want." He nearly barked at her and went over the sink to wash his face from sweat. "That little leader of yours won't help you. Why don't you join us?" He looked dead into her eyes. "Sorry, no such luck, you're done?" Just when she was about to answer he interrupted her. "Good, now get outta here, before I'll hit you." "You wouldn't dare. Remember, I got connection, blue boy." On that note she walked away. "Blue boy??" He asked arcing an eyebrow. "If you want to insult me you have to come with something better than that." She laughed and came up to him again and he squeezed his hand into a fist as she patted him on his cheek. "Don't worry. I will, one of these days." She smiled and he smacked her against her face, but she didn't fall.
He walked away from her and looked at his fist. He never hit a woman before, but than again, that witch was no woman. "I will pretend I didn't feel that, Dessloch. Hit me again and you'll see Matrix coming after your sorry ass. Remember, I'm also one of Xan's favorite. He won't hesitate to execute you on the spot rather than wait 'till you die in this tournament. The weak don't survive Dessloch, and you, unfortunately, fall into that category. That is all, good luck, you'll need it." She murmured the last three words and walked out of his room. Dessloch hit the wall with his fist from anger and broke a piece of the brick off of it as blood drained down his arm. "One day…" Dessloch said particularly to no one. "I will kill Xan, even if I have to go to Hell with him. Just remember one thing, you witch. You are coming with us…" Dessloch took his bleeding knuckle with his other bloody hand and closed his eyes and welcomed the pain.
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Trinity dodged to her left near the right ramp of the cargo room and shot off her 3 rockets straight into poor Archon who hadn't fragged her even once yet. "You have won the match!" The announcer said into her earphone and she made a victory dance and screamed out loud, "Let's Rock!" Like her father used to do. The waves surrounded them and they appeared back in the Arena, Archon lying on the floor. "Trinity is the winner!" The announcer said to everyone and people cheered her on!
One match down, dozens to go, she thought to herself and walked down the lift she came from and saw Dessloch standing there smiling at her, wearing his sweat pants and a shirt over him with dressings over his knuckles. When she approached him he said, "Congratulations on surviving your fist match Trish." She smiled and hit him in the shoulder lightly. "First of all, you're too cocky," She said and looked deep into his eyes which showed nothing. "And second of all…" She smiled, "I never said you can call me Trish." He grinned at her response and they both walked out into the blue bunker.
(a/n): Did you like this chapter?? Well in the next chapter, I'm planning Trish to fight to death matches in a row. The first one will be in the 'Stalwart' against Kryss and Calameth and the second one will be in 'Fractal' against Luthienne. By the way that girl that approached Dessloch will be introduced in the next chapter.
