Dangling over a pit of lava is not how he wanted to spend his Saturday. But here he was, with a mouse nibbling on the rope ten feet above his head. "Oh, how I enjoy seeing my enemies die!" the scar eyed villain smiled. "I enjoy seeing a good baseball game with my family back in 2030." Trip smiled sarcastically. "You will be gone soon, and baseball will be the last thing you worry about. Unlike lesser villains I'm staying here to watch you die." The man grinned. He had a scar on his right eye and a black eye-patch on the other. He wore a black tux, (complete with white fluffy cat named snowball and a red rose on his caller) black dress shoes, and black gloves. He was also a human. "Sorry to disappoint, Zantree, but I'm not going to die today." Trip used one hand to get to his grappling-hook gun and shot it at a pipe over a ledge. He swung over the lava and landed on the ledge. He adjusted his tie and leaped down to the hard metal floor. Henchmen soon surrounded him and he started to fight them off. All of them fell to the ground and trip was the last one standing. He adjusted his tie again and smirked. "You are good Trip E. coyote, but I'm better!" Zantree called. "Ya, ya, ya." Trip leaned on a jumbo sized switch labeled "self destruct." "Self destruct in t- 30 seconds, 29, 28, 27, 26,..."a female computer voice called out."You fool; you hit the self destruct switch!" Zantree yelled. Trip rolled his eyes and started to find an exit. "Huh, curse you Trip E. Coyote." Zantree said under his breath. Trip causally walked out of the building as the count down was coming down to zero. He got only a few yards away as the building exploded. He put on his sunglasses as the flames grew higher. A limo pulled up and the window rolled down. There sat Zander. "I see you foiled Zantree yet again. Good job. I have no more missions for you right now, you can go home and relax, have lunch with the whole gang. Enjoy yourself." He smiled. "Thanks boss, hey can we talk?" trip rolled his eyes again. "Get in." Zander scooted over and a butler opened the door. "thanks." Trip climbed in.
Rel walked into the old lab in the tower. It looked untouched since her father and tech had left to fight the villain and never come back. Papers were all over the place, maps and diagrams too. A half eaten sandwich, which had been on the counter for 14 years, was no longer ham and cheese and could be a science project. The computer was still on and had the same thing on the screen. Rel couldn't understand it, so she left it alone. She couldn't believe it had been 14 years since the incident. It felt just like yesterday when she was 7 and all the adults lived in the tower. She closed her eyes and remembered back to when she was 7 and happy.
Rel walked in the lab as her father and Mr. Tech worked on their latest doohickey. "Hey daddy!" she chimed. Rev looked down at his little girl and smiled. Tech smiled too, he enjoyed it when the kids came in the lab. "Hey-Raleena-how-are-you-sweethaert?" rev asked. "good." She smiled back at him. "So what are you up to?" Tech bent down to her level. "Nothing much, just being a kid and all." She answered as she put her hands behind her back and swayed back and forth, as most little girls do. She wore a cute little pink dress with flowers embroidered on it. She also had a red flower in her golden hair. She had short hair back then. Trip ran in with his normal rush for adrenaline. He rushed around the place, but not fast enough to make a mess. He then started bouncing around. Someone had given him sugar. "hey dad, whatcha do-n'?" he bounced. "Who gave you sugar?" tech looked at his hyper son. "Uncle Duck." Trip then looked around. "Gotta go!" he ran to the bathroom. "O...k...?" Rel watched her friend flee to the bathroom. He was usually cool, calm, and collected. He never caused any problems nor acted like a maniac. Only when he had sugar in his system, he became a whole new person. Sometimes, it was so bad, Rel mistook him for a road runner and not a coyote. "Mr. Tech, how come trip can't handle sugar all that well?" she looked up at Tech. he bent down so they could see eye to eye. "He's just intolerant of it. His body can't process the sugar and doesn't know what to do with all of it. Hum, kayman said her parents had put dr. pepper in her Sippy cup when she was little..." he explained then trailed off as he stood up. Rel looked at her dad. "In English please?" she had a board look on her face. "Trip-just-can't-handle-sugar. But-Mrs.-Kayman-can." Rev broke it down. "alright." She rolled her eyes. "Loonatics, Zadavia's calln'!" Ace called though the intercom. "Can I come?" Trip called, now back to normal. "No!" tech looked back at him. Trip's ears folded down in his sadness. "but why?" he asked. "you're too young. Son, I just don't want you to get hurt." Tech put his hand on trip's shoulder. Trip cocked a smile and his ears went back to normal. Rel could sense the sarcasm that was coming. "I don't think getting Hurt is the issue." He smiled. Rel smiled and rolled her eyes. Rev did the same. Tech smiled, stood back up, and walked to the door. "you're still not coming." He looked back at Trip, whom rolled his eyes. Rel put her hand on his shoulder and smiled. "don't feel bad, I can't go either."
She opened her eyes and reality sank back in. she was alone in the one place she and trip hung out the most. She missed those days.
Classified: Coyote, Trip E.
Full name: Tripshal "Trip" Edward Coyote (Trip-sh-all)
Breed: half human, half coyote
Gender: male
Age: 21 1/2
Parents: Coyote, Tech E. and Coyote/McGuire, Kayman E. (from Twin Trouble)
Siblings: Trixie E. (Ellen) Coyote, Kale E. (Edwin) Coyote, Maggy G. (Grace) Coyote
Profession: spy/super hero/super genius
Boss: Prince Zander
Religion: Christian
Eye color: night sky blue
Hair color: light brown
Fur/feather/skin color: light brown-fur/tan-skin
Powers: invisibility, magnetism, regeneration, mind reading
Strength: brains and brawns
Weakness: new moon (looses all powers)
Can lift with bare hands: 250lb
Personality: modest, kind, crafty, sweet, mostly honest, cocky, sarcastic, protective, loving, willing, sometimes really smug, careful, secretive, sometimes spunky, sometimes moody, selfless, and hopeful.
Likes: inventing, reading, cooking, happy people that aren't creepy happy, safety, spy movies, Sci-Fi movies (star wars, star trek, lost in space, etc. nothing hoarer), protecting people, spending time with his little brother and sister.
Loves: Runner, Raleena K. (Rel), giving, his family, simple things
Hates: spiders, snakes, The Devil, villains, sometimes himself, hoarer films.
Loathes: Master Mind, The Devil, jerks.
Favorite color: black
Personal style: black t-shirt, baggy blue jeans, tennis shoes.
Uniform/s: black and green Loonatics' jump suit. Black tux with green tie and rose.
Allergic to: cats
Friend/s: Raleena "Rel" Kristen runner
Guardian (person who takes care of him/her): Danger Duck
Personal enemies: Master Mind, Zantree Powers, himself
wow! he makes a pretty good spy, don't cha think?
well, will rel ever find out where trip goes all the time or will she be left in the dark? find out next time! see ya!