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Tormented Little Angel

-Truth hurts-

VII

Trinity's head pounded with pain worse than a hangover. At first she thought she'd had way too much to drink again when she remembered all that had happened at the mansion. The zombie hordes, losing Jill, Barry and Chris, kissing Wesker...being betrayed. That's when she remembered the zombie hounds, her eyes turning crimson and burning, then...pain and memories she'd never known. Sitting up quickly, vertigo hit her from sitting up too quickly and she fell back with a groan. Whatever she was laying on was comfortable, maybe a sofa, but it was giving her back pain. Opening her eyes, Trinity tried to look round but all she could see was darkness. Waving a hand in front of her face brought no sight whatsoever.

'Oh god, I'm blind,' she thought shocked.

A door opened somewhere to her right followed by two pairs of footsteps. One was a pair of heavy boots, the other slightly heeled shoes...odd.

"I see you're awake," a female spoke near to her making her jump, this got a chuckle from whoever it was.

"W-Where am I? Who are you? Why the hell can't I see?!" Trinity's questions flooded out with her panic and anger.

"Take it easy," the woman put reassuring hands on her shoulders, "I'm Annette Birkin, your brother's wife."

If she could have seen, Trinity would have been blinking, but as she couldn't, she remained gawping. Annette chuckled lightly and patted Trinity's shoulders.

"As for your other questions, you are in our lab, somewhere safe...as for your eyes, we're running tests now."

Trinity calmed slightly but the instinct of being wary when unable to see was too much. There was someone else in the room who hadn't spoken and it was time to put her brain and other senses to use.

She could definitely smell a masculine scent, the heavy boots reinforced that. There was also the scent of leather, probably a jacket or something.

"Erm......is that...Wesker?" Trinity tried a guess.

"Hm," was the unmistakable reply.

She didn't know whether to relax more or be more wary. He had already tried to kill her, not to mention betrayed her and the others, for all she knew he was going to finish her off once they'd finished playing guinea pig.

"Is there anything you want? A drink?" asked the kind Annette, Trinity figured it was because she was William's sister.

"No...err...thanks," she was disorientated from being unable to see.

The door opened again and this time another man walked in, the strange smell of vanilla cologne floating through the air. A scent she had never forgotten through the years and happy memories.

"It's good to see you again, Trinity," the smile evident in her brother's voice.

Arms wrapped round her in a warm embrace and Trinity smiled widely, hugging William back.

"I wish I could say the same but I clearly can't see," she mumbled against his shoulder.

He rubbed her back reassuringly, "I know, you always get yourself into trouble."

"Trouble follows me around," Trinity sniffed feeling tears coming on.

William sat back and looked at her, "what's wrong?"

"Oh, I don't know," she rubbed her eyes stubbornly, "the fact that everyone has been lying to me recently."

"I don't understand?"

"Don't feign innocence with me William Birkin," she said with enough venom to make him cringe, "you turned me into a monster!"

There was silence between them all until he spoke, still calm and quiet.

"I had my reasons Trinity," his hand rest against her cheek, "you were dying...and I didn't want to lose you so I gave you virus treatment only...you were in so much pain that you lost your memories of that time but because of what happened at the mansion they awoke partially," he sighed, "and that's why you've gone blind."

"So you're saying that I'll never see again?" Trinity's voice was now lacking its mirth, more depressed with lost hope.

William was trying to smile, "there are other ways for you to see, if we can strengthen your other senses you'll be able to see with them."

Part of her wanted to listen to him but she still felt betrayed by her own brother. A brother she had stood by her entire life, looking up to, wanting to live with and work with. Years ago when she had been left in Raccoon City as a twenty one year old, she had been told her brother had bought an apartment for her and a job at the police department. Now she knew that once she'd recovered from the viral treatment she had been left.

"Leave me alone..." she whispered.

"Trinity, don't be like this," William sighed, "I'm the only one who can help you."

"I don't want help...I want to go live my life like normal."

"You're not normal," Wesker suddenly spoke, his voice harsh, "not to mention, Raccoon City will soon be infested with the infected."

Trinity could only gasp; everyone she knew was going to be turned into zombies. She felt William shift from the sofa she was laid on.

"Get some rest, I'll come back soon."

The three left and Trinity pulled the blanket over her head, curling up on the sofa and falling asleep, tears slipping from her sightless eyes.

When Trinity woke she wasn't sure what time it was. Her hands groped round her until she found a glass of water. Gulping it down her parched throat, she sighed and leant back on the sofa. She tried to concentrate on her other senses to 'see' round her but it was hopeless, nothing but darkness and jumbled scents. Giving up, she rested her head back when the door opened and someone skipped in. Trinity guessed she was a young girl who suddenly stopped at seeing her there.

"Hello, I'm Sherry, you must be Aunt Trinity!"

Despite everything, Trinity smiled at the young, innocent girl. It had never occurred to her that she was an Aunt. Sherry jumped onto the sofa beside Trinity and smiled up at her.

"Mum said you can't see, are you okay?"

Trinity put an arm round her shoulders, "I'm not bad thanks, why are you rushing round?"

"Oh! I'm packing and going out of Raccoon for a few days."

Trinity's brain pieced it together, of course William and Annette wouldn't want Sherry in the City when everything got out of hand.

Once again the door opened, "Sherry," Annette called, "come on sweetheart."

Sherry sighed, "Fine mum, see you later Aunty," Sherry kissed Trinity's cheek before skipping out again.

She smiled lightly even when William and Wesker walked in.

"We need to run a few tests on you to see how the virus is affecting your body," William explained.

Pushing herself up, Trinity stumbled slightly but male arms caught her, Wesker's scent almost overwhelming.

"You're getting clumsy," he warned but she could tell he was smirking.

Sighing, she resigned herself to be led by her previous Captain into a lab room. The sterile place almost stank to her of chemicals. Everything must have been white but not being able to see spared her from this. Sat on a metal table, she kicked her legs in annoyance over the side, blowing a strand of hair from her face.

William took a small torch and tilted her head back lightly.

"Open your eyes for me Trinity."

Doing as she was told for once, everything was still dark despite the light flashing in her eyes. William and Wesker were surprised and intrigued at her eyes. They were now fully crimson rather than brown and the whites of her eyes were now black. William had a sudden idea and looked back at Wesker.

"Turn off the lights for a moment."

The lights flickered off and Trinity gasped. Her vision seemed to return except everything was now seen in varying tones of red and black. To her it looked like heat vision as she could see the warmest parts of William's face along with the blackness of the room, a few objects letting off faint reds and yellows.

"Wow..." she muttered, looking round now.

"As I thought," William smiled, "infrared vision."

Lifting her hand, she could see the palms a bright red and yellow before looking up at Wesker. He had his arms crossed and she could see his crimson eyes burning from behind his shades.

"But it only works in the dark," William stated as the lights turned back on and her vision was delved into black again.

Sighing lightly, Trinity slumped and closed her eyes again, not being able to see anyway. William drew some blood from her arm and started testing it, looking at it under the microscope. He called Wesker to look at it quite a few times leaving Trinity in the dark...almost literally.

"When will everyone up top will be infected?" she suddenly asked making both men look up at her.

"In an hour," stated Wesker, "how did you know we were underground?"

"Because it wouldn't be wise to have a lab up top in case they figured out what you were doing," Trinity shrugged, "plus it's also safer when there is an infection and pretty good at keeping anything let loose down here from getting up there."

"She really is my sister," William smiled, "and she's getting as smart as you Wesker."

Said man narrowed his eyes but said nothing more. Trinity's stomach growled and she blushed, hanging her head hoping that her hair would hide her away. William stood up laughing.

"Come on, I'm sure Annette can cook you something up while we finish looking over your blood."

"One questions and I want the truth," Trinity slid off the table and stood up straight, "what happens to me if you find that the virus has made me....different?"

William momentarily saddened but answered her truthfully, "you will have to stay with us, you're unstable and therefore a danger to yourself and others.....plus we will most likely need you for further plans."
Trinity nodded a fraction before being led out.

'So I'm just a prisoner and a pawn.'