(a/n): Hello, everyone. Sorry about not updating in a long time, but I haven't been online since the last time I have updated. So first I want to thank my lovely readers before we go on.

Fun: Hey, Fun. I am so glad you loved that chapter. I wrote that chapter from heart, seriously. I am glad you like the song; it actually had something to do with my feelings. I am literally in love with this story, you know? *sigh* If only I was Trish for one day I would get a chance to meet Dess. (Daydreams…) Anyway, back to reality. Keep reading Fun, I have something special and beautiful coming up for you. I'm sure you'll love it. ^_~.

COUGH: I will not argue with you that the chapters were short. Hehe. Anyway, thanks for your compliments about the song. Don't worry COUGH, I have something special coming up for you too. You are going to love these surprises a lot. Just wait and see my dear friend. ^_~

Slash The Ironman: Thanks a lot, Slash. I really loved your review. Thanks for supporting me. Thank you so much. You are right; it's not good to be feeling bad. I bet when everything is going to get better I'm going to be laughing at this, wouldn't you agree. Anyway keep reading. ^_^

Redneckman: Yeah, I'll update soon enough…I hope. Thanks for reviewing. Oh and about Malcolm, that's cool if you play with him, but him and me go way back. We are both nemesis. Every since the first Unreal Tournament…it doesn't feel good when you are on GodLike and boom, you are dead with one shot. Anyway hope you keep reading.

Chapter21: The Outcome

            Everybody was nervous today. Today all the scores are counted and the winner will be announced. Trinity was pacing back and forth in the round room, filled with people. She has to be one of the top winners in order to make her dream come true. She must be one of the top. She was with Dess, who was awfully quiet. He was looking around in each direction as if he was waiting for something. Trinity took a deep breath in and leaned against the back wall between the two flags hanging down on both sides. One was blue the other was red.

            Xan was supposed to show up, and pronounce the winners. She doesn't expect him to make a speech because this tournament needs no words. This was a blood sport where everyone concentrates to win. There are suppose to be two or three winners, she wasn't sure. Then the final challenge participant will fight Xan. If s/he fails the next runner-up will fight as well.

            The round room was filled with bunch of contestants and also a swarm of viewers in the upper seats. Cameramen were right in front of the podium to get the best pictures, too. Trish sighed again as she can't believe that people really think of this tournament as just a game or a sport. Trish believes this is murder and torture and she knows there is no way out but to fight.

            Strange how she never questioned it. She just fought and went to shoot the first person, because she new in order to win you had to have the most brutal tactics, no fear, fierceness, and courage. She had all of them and she has long forgotten when she had pity. It's sad, really, how she turned into a monster. Will she be able to recover from this? If she defeats Xan and shuts down the tournament, what then? How will she live on, knowing she has done this and ripped people apart.

            She knew they wanted to make this look like a game, so no one would be afraid of fighting Xan. So all they thought about was that this was not real. But she knew it is real. In one-way or another, it is very real.

            "Well he is taking his precious time." She heard Dess murmur under his breath as he leaned against the wall next to her. "What do you care, Dess?" She asked him as she looked at the podium again with no one behind it. "I don't like this place, too many people and too noisy." She smiled at his response and nodded. "I agree but this is where you grew up, right?" She saw him shook his head. "Wrong. I grew up in the Lunar Colonies." He said it calm and quietly. "In the Lunar Colonies, everybody minded their own business but when it came for helping out, the people worked together."

            Trinity nodded. "You know your past well." She said as she looked down at her shoes. "Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to live like that." Dess looked at her and nudged her shoulder. "When you will win the tournament you will live like a normal person, right?" She looked at him and just thought over at what he said. "I guess—I guess you're right." She lied and looked at the podium again as the lights dimmed and Xan was standing in front of them.

            "Ladies and Gentlemen." He began. "All the Scores and Winners have been progressed and I have to say this was the most exciting year of all of the years this Tournament was set up. Welcome to the Statistics of the tournament where the winners will be announced with their incredible scores that will make records of this century." The crowed clapped lightly but Xan didn't wait, he just continued.

            "First we will announce the winners. In third place, a new recruit with body and mind of steel. An ex-mercenary and a veteran of the Skraaj and Nali war, please welcome Zack Vicklair." Zack, her old friend stepped up to the podium and received a medal that hung over his neck. He was in his Red Dark Phalanx suit and he looked directly into her eyes and seemed to nod.

            "In second place, and this was a very hard decision. This person is in tied with the first place winner and of course is a leader. But due to less wins we have decided this winner for second place. Please welcome, the legendary mercenary whose name everyone has heard of more than once, Malcolm." Trish heard a lot of clapping and girls fainting over his good looks. Trish admits it. Malcolm is hot but nowhere near her best friend. She didn't like his cockiness and attitude. She would've clapped along if she didn't participate in any matches with him.

            "Now the Dominated Number One place, is a person that has came into this tournament for the first time, a person who is strong-willed. Not even the hardest sword, the strongest weapon, will break through this competitor. Please, let us all welcome a woman who rose in the ladder with strength of the strongest human and determination, a woman who will have her name written in all text history, a woman who has it all to win the tournament, Trinity!" Cries and cheers surrounded the room as well as whistles. She couldn't believe it. She was loved. Trinity looked at Dessloch and saw him smiling. She smiled back and nodded.

            She walked up to the podium and was given a grand prize, which was the medallion with Blood Reavers engraved on it and her name on the bottom. She loved how it looked and she will keep this forever. This means a lot to her since the team is really like her family. She smiled at the crowd and flashes took off from the cameramen. "Now, why don't we give them a round of applause?" The room got loud again as the three winners got off the stage.

            "The Final Challenge will start next week. The first winner will go through several matches between biological weapons and if survives will challenge me. If the winner fails the next runner up will take his/her place. If all fail I will stay the winner. Now remember, the Final Challenge is a Death Match to the Death. If the winners will fail, the tournament will begin next year but practice sessions will be always opened to keep our competitors in shape. Thank you." Xan fled the seen with two people as the whole room started to get louder than loud, people with confused and excited faces. How did she feel? She felt like she will win.

(a/n): I know this chapter is a bit short. Okay…fine. I say its TOO short but I promise I will make it up to all of you. I just needed to put the outcomes. Anyway, prepared to be blown away in the next chapters…hehehe.