I don't own these characters except for Trin, Shin, and Tatsu. Disney owns everyone else and if they don't, the character probably isn't very important.
10: Gold digger
(Trin)
Our next stop on our road trip, as Shin insisted on seeing the journey, was to see that man. I had never felt a connection that man. He had been in and out of my four years of life with him and that woman. The moments he was "in" were not good ones. I just wanted to show him what I grew up into. I wanted him to see that I wasn't so small anymore. I wanted him to see that and I wanted him to think on it. I wanted him to know that I was out there and that I could find him. I wanted to just let him ponder that and what it could mean.
Shin looked surprised when we arrived at the house. I know he had to be sick of being shocked that weekend. After all, he was supposed to be the unpredictable one and, yet, here I was, the boring one, making his eyes bug out. The thing was that that man lived in a nice suburban home with a gate and wall and things to keep out riffraff, which we were. Well, we were riffraff trained to get into places where we weren't wanted. Uncle Shin taught us all sorts of things and we were always doing independent study to learn more. So, we easily got to the front door after I parked the car.
"Did he steal the house?" Shin asked, but his voice was distant, so I doubt he wanted a response.
I took care of knocking on the door while Shin busied himself looking around the huge yard. He was probably hoping that they released dogs or something to entertain him with making our task just a little more difficult. A maid answered the door and wanted to know what we wanted. She was rather rude to us. I was rude in return and she shut the door in our faces. We didn't even flinch. Shin smirked; apparently, he was now entertained.
"And I thought today was going to be boring," he commented with a snicker.
We broke into the house rather easily and gave ourselves a tour. It was a very nice house and Shin looked rather curious as to why that was. I informed him what was going on and all he could state was "lucky bastard" in response.
"Hey, do you think this is an original?" Shin asked, pointing to a painting.
"We're not shopping," I reminded him.
"C'mon. You know you wanna take it," he teased.
I rolled my eyes and continued on. He trotted off behind me after a few seconds of undoubtedly contemplating if he should take the painting or not. We made our way to a den or perhaps a study and started looking around. It was there that the little discourteous maid busted us.
The maid threatened to call the police on us since we have broken in. Shin wasn't paying her much mind, but he still laughed a bit. It was an absent sound, but I knew that he was amused by the notion of the authorities showing up. This was not something I wanted to happen, as it would just be more annoying and it was irksome enough that I had to see that man.
I informed the stupid maid that it would be best for her to just get the man of the house before some information slipped out and all sorts of terrible things started to happen. She reluctantly obeyed after I included some terrible things that would happen to her if she continued to behave as if she owned the house when she was nothing more than the help. I feel like she knew her employers had secrets that they didn't want to come out from the way she slinked out of the room.
"Hey, this is a good looking guy," Shin commented while picking up a photo of a young man. For a moment, I feared that he was looking at that man, but he was not. I nearly sighed in relief.
"Focus," I scolded him. Shin would probably think about handsome men most of the time if I weren't around. Well, probably do more than think, which wouldn't bother me if I could just stay in my room with books forever.
He made a face at me and started searching through things. I could care less than nothing about what he was doing, as long as he didn't steal anything too valuable. The man of the house entered the room and he looked offended by Shin's actions, which would be understandable if any of those things were truly his. I called attention to me since I was the reason everything was going down. I blocked his view of my curious evil twin.
"Mr. Bane," I stated, just to let him know that I was the one he should be concerned with.
"I am," he replied, clearly taking my words for the question that they were not. He had a dreadfully average voice. He was an average looking fellow, nothing outstanding about him. At least when I was smaller, he had some sharpness to him, but now he was nothing.
He hid his plainness under an expensive, tailored suit. He was clearly enjoying this upper class lifestyle. Well, his quaint life was about to get shaken a little.
Shin looked up to see what that man looked like. Once he was undoubtedly satisfied with his common face, Shin turned back to his busywork. I had no doubt that Shin was looking for things worth stealing. No, we're not below stealing certain things from certain people. We used to rob Doctor Director all of the time. She probably knows that every stress-relief toy that she ever had is sitting in a box in Shin's closet and she's just waiting for the right moment to tell us and cause us the proper amount of embarrassment. We hardly ever stole things relevant to us.
"And who are you?" that man asked, glaring at me with dark eyes. He looked much better than that woman. He had a lot of cosmetic surgery, though, including having teeth implants.
"I'm Trin and he's Shin. I'd like to talk to you and he'd like to stand in the background," I informed him while pointing to Shin.
"I was told you claim to have some information that might cause bad things to happen. What kind of information are you talking about?" he demanded, stepping closer to me, probably to intimidate me.
"Your past," I said in my usual tone, but much more bored than usual. I admit that I got no pleasure in taunting him. It was strange, I thought I would enjoy making him sweat immediately, but that was not the case.
He frowned. "What about it?" he asked, eyes tracking Shin for a second.
"Well, there's your addiction, which isn't much news, even though not too many people know about it. There's also the domestic violence, child abuse, petty thief, I can go on if you like. Perhaps with your rich wife in the room," I replied with a nonchalant shrug.
He frowned deeper. It would seem I struck a cord. Score one for me. My joy began to crawl out of a hole and let me know that the day would not be as unfulfilling as it seemed. He wanted to know what I wanted and Shin laughed. I chuckled a bit myself and asked if I could sit down while taking a seat in a nearby leather armchair, crossing my legs, one over the other. Shin seemed to be having a lot of fun going through things lined across the wall.
Mr. Bane wanted to know how I knew about his past. I didn't lie. I didn't see the point in lying to him. I told him I was the little girl that he used to slap around when she asked for food. I was the child he used to punch to get me to stop crying. I was the child that he used to threaten to throw out of the window if I didn't go to sleep. I was the child he didn't want, but loved to hate. I was that child and he just frowned deeper.
"So, what do you want? Money?" he asked, practically spitting on me.
Shin laughed again, earning a glance from that man. It was like that man had told a good joke. It was funny. I doubted that he could comprehend what I wanted from him and when I told him just what it was, he was incredulous. He looked so lost.
"I don't want anything," I stated. I didn't want or need anything tangible from him. Shin and I already had money of our own, lots of it and we were also spoiled. We could whine to our parents about needing something and they would make it happen, if it was within reason anyway.
"What do you mean?" he asked in a baffled tone with an arched eyebrow.
What would I want from him? He was a man that used to have fun knocking me or that woman around the apartment, so what would I want from him? Why would I want anything from him? I smirked at him because I knew just what I wanted.
I wanted to make him nervous. I wanted to frighten him. I wanted him to know that I was out there and possibly plotting some kind of revenge against him, which I might get around to any day now unless he beats me to it.
"I'm not interested in anything from you. I just wanted to see how well you've done for yourself. You meet some fascinating people in rehab, I've noticed. She was into pills, wasn't she? How dull," I commented, glancing around the room. I was referring to his current wife and he knew that.
"I did pills once," Shin said out of the blue. He more than likely just wanted my attention, which I had no problem giving him for a moment.
"Chewable vitamins don't count," I teased my best friend without bothering to look at him because I knew that he was making some ridiculous face.
"What do you want? How do I make you go away?" Mr. Bane inquired.
His wife might have been aware of his drug use, but all of the other things would be wonderful surprises more than likely. I would have other items to share with her, as well. He would lose this very cozy life his new "love" provided him.
Shin scoffed. "If only it was that easy."
"What the hell does that mean? I don't even have to take this shit. Even if you are that stupid brat, it's your word against mine. She wouldn't believe you," Mr. Bane declared with a triumphant smile.
Shin snickered and I smirked. "Really? You think I don't have more than my word."
Mr. Bane's eye twitched. "What could you possibly have?"
I shrugged. "Photographs. Sure, not of child abuse, but you're out with women who look nothing like your wife."
And this was it for him. "How the fuck did you get that?"
"That is of no consequence."
"How the hell do I make you go away then?" he demanded through gritted teeth.
"You don't. I go away only when I feel like it. I'm sort of like a curse. You can't bribe me because I don't want anything that you have. I don't want your wife's money and you can't shut me up if I ever do decide to say something. Maybe one day I'll call the house out of the blue or go to her office. I could always use a good lawyer. She and I could have such a nice, long talk. Who knows what I might do or what I might show her. I do know that I'll do whatever I feel like, whatever comes to mind on a whim sometimes. Whatever I feel like doing and I don't care what my actions do to you," I stated. It was very much the truth.
"Now, you listen here, little girl—" he started in a rather disagreeable tone and my evil twin decided to interject. I was going to let him finish, just to give myself an excuse to crucify him my next free moment.
"Sir, I would choose my words very carefully if I were you. She's not the harpy you want to idly threaten. That bitch has sharp talons on her," Shin warned him. And people thought I was the rude one.
I narrowed my eyes, daring that man with an expression I perfected for him to continue on. Mr. Bane wisely said nothing and gulped. Apparently, he wasn't as stupid as I first assumed. Had he continued on threatening me, I would've felt insulted and then I wouldn't have hesitated in acting against him as soon as we left. In fact, had he finished his threat, I had no doubt that Shin would've started plotting once the last word left his mouth.
"Now, we're going to leave and you can go back to exploiting your wife's money and having 'secret' affairs behind her back. Perhaps we'll see you again," I said and then we left, peacefully.
Perhaps, one day, I might just get revenge on that man, but I was content to leave him thinking about it. He had things now and I could possibly take those away from him with a simple phone call. Doing such a thing might just make up for some of the times that he had hit me back then. I always knew nothing would make up for all of the times that he hit me, hurt me, terrorized me, but I could try to return the favor.
I did consider that by showing up, I was warning him and he could attack me before I got to him. I would prefer that. Counterattacking wouldn't be so bad and it would prove that he was still a prick. I wouldn't feel bad at all taking everything that he had if he came at me. His pretty wife and all of her professional money flying away from him, it might be interesting to watch. It could prove fun.
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(Shin)
In the car, Trin appeared to be normal. I wasn't sure if she was putting up a very good front or if she was just all right with what happened. After all, that man was her biological father and he had shown no want for her, no signs of missing her, nothing. In fact, all he wanted to do was make her go away again. What the fuck was wrong with these people?
I decided to try to make her feel better, just in case it was a front. I turned to her and held up a choice cigar. I had stolen all of the man's cigars, as he had some prime stogies. We had a smoke on him. It was probably the last time that we smoked, too. I saved the rest of the cigars, figuring I could use them for bribes somewhere. We then went to have a bit of fun to wipe away the seriousness of the weekend.
We went and brought some computer junk to make my lie believable and to take the edge away. Trin bought gifts for her siblings and parents. I can't say that the trip made her appreciate them more because that would just be impossible. She appreciated the hell out of them already and I'm sure they knew that. So, she might have just been in a spending mood.
I do know that when we got back home, she seriously hugged everyone. By that time, she had been well set in ways of detesting touching and her failure to see the point in hugging had caused her to give up the practice, so it was a big deal for her to embrace everyone. Even the twins understood the magnitude of being hugged by Trin and just accepted it rather than huffing about it being mushy.
Everyone was surprised and curious as to why they were being hugged by the harpy, which was understandable. Hell, I would've been scared if Trin hugged me out of the blue. My dad even made a joke about it being the end of the world. I got all bent out of shape because I was the only one not hugged, which probably helped fan the whispered flame that she and I were a secret couple. Trin hugged me because of all my noise and she hurt my back. The damned harpy. She did it on purpose.
We never brought up "those people who created" her again. I never saw a point in talking about them and Trin just never thought about them again it would seem. She does have a great family and she probably doesn't see a reason to be bitter. She probably doesn't want to waste the energy on something so pointless. She's grateful for her family and she probably considers herself lucky to have them.
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(Trin)
I am lucky to be a Possible. I could've been dead or any number of things when I was younger. Instead I was taken in by a great family and accepted by them. And while I may have some demons, I have always believed that I will conquer them all one day because I have such a great family and so much support from them. It just takes time.
After coming into contact with those people who created me, I was able to let loose just a bit more. I could let go of some of the bitterness, ache, and anger. I could finally assure myself that those people didn't matter to me in any way. I could let most of the past go. I could let me my past fade with them. I actually, literally, physically felt better.
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Next time: Trin's reaction to Kim being a hero. Some words are exchanged that leave both of their egos wounded.