Tormented Little Angel

-Another like me-

VIII

Annette was a good cook. She made Trinity plenty of soup, sandwiches and biscuits. Trinity didn't know why but she was starving, as if she hadn't eaten in weeks, and ate the whole lot. The older woman watched amused as Trinity ate, Sherry having her last meal with her mother laughed at her Aunt's eating. Wesker commented it was probably to do with her metabolism rising. Oh goodie, another thing that the virus had changed. It was like a constant reminder that she was different, no longer human...if she had ever been so to start with.

Once finished, Trinity decided to go on a wander. Wesker refused to let her out of his sight and was therefore walked behind her. Trinity chose to ignore his existence for now, instead was set on learning her senses. They had been improved with the virus but she couldn't control them well enough to get a mental image of her whereabouts. Tracing a hand across a wall as she walked, she found it was easier to know where the walls and doors were this way. As she walked a voice almost called out to her in her mind; asking, begging for help while the voice cried at her misfortune. It was definitely a woman from the voice.

Finding the door as if led to it, she pushed it open and sneaked inside. The lights were off, that was good. Opening her eyes, Trinity had to swallow her gasp. In a tank to the back wall was a woman, suspended in the water. She was beautiful, from what Trinity could see, with long hair and a perfect body. What drew her attention was her right hand, deformed into a claw from what she could only guess as the virus. Touching the glass gently, she heard Wesker stand behind her.

"One of the experiments from Raccoon," his voice was devoid of emotion.

Trinity's eyes looked at the woman's face, the woman's eyes closed. It was her calling out but there was nothing Trinity could do.

"Come, Birkin should have the results," he turned to leave.

Trinity reluctantly followed, wanting rather to remain in the dark room where she could see. Instead, she was led back into the bright corridors and closed her eyes in annoyance. Wesker had a hand on her arm, guiding her to the lab they had been previously. William stood waiting.

"Ah! Good timing, I was just coming to look for you," they walked down a corridor somewhere else, "the results are astounding! Despite the instability of the virus and her DNA, it has improved her body to that of an athlete. Her strength, agility, speed and senses have all improved dramatically, I'd say she's catching up to you."

Trinity could feel her annoyance rise at her brother's constant use of 'she', if he called her 'it' she would remind him - painfully - that she was still there.

They stopped while William typed in numbers into a keypad. A large steel door slid upwards letting a gust of air sweep back at them. They were now outside, Trinity could feel the cold night air and it was by far more refreshing than water. She could sense a helicopter getting ready to fly, the blades starting to spin slowly.

"This is your ride," William smiled, "good luck Albert," Wesker nodded, "take care, Trinity."

At this he made it sound like we'd never see each other again. Without thinking she jumped on him, fiercely hugging him tight. He seemed shocked at first before hugging her back with a smile.

"I'll miss you little sister."

"Then you better not die," she grumbled, hugging him tighter for a moment before letting go and stepping back.

Wesker led her onto the helicopter before shutting the sliding door, moments later they took off into the night sky. Trinity sat beside the right window, eyes open but she could only see faintly due to the light from the inside of the helicopter. William was watching the two go as she waved down at him. He wave back with a smile.

Flying over Raccoon City, she could see small fires dotting the place and could barely make out people running, chased by zombies. Trinity shivered at the thought of her friends down there. Her only hope was that Chris and Jill were okay. Her mind went back to the woman in the tank.

'If she's alive, I would like to meet her someday...' she turned to Wesker with closed eyes, "where are we going?"

"Another base," he was watching the scenery pass by, "I have a lot planned for this world."

Trinity was silent for a moment before her mind spoke for her, "you worked for Umbrella?"

He looked at her for a moment, although it was invisible behind his shades, "in the past, they were only a means to reach this stage."

"Was anything you said true?"

Wesker smirked, "I did mean for you to be careful."

Trinity gave him an expression that read, 'that's bullshit and you know it.'

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly but that was all he gave away. The black haired woman sighed in boredom.

"Only I could have the luck to be landed with a crazy man wanting to take over the world," she muttered.

"A little harsh?" he repeated the words he had once said what seemed long ago now.

"And all true," she whistled when something clicked, "damn! I can't look at a computer screen now!!" she face-palmed, "god hates me..."

"God hates us all," Wesker absentmindedly spoke.

The rest of the flight seemed to drag on until the sun was peaking over the hills and into the helicopter. Trinity had fallen asleep somehow but the streams of light splayed on her face and irritated Wesker. Slowly, the dozy woman stirred when she realized she was resting against a very nice cushion. Only...it wasn't as soft as a cushion...and smelled vaguely of Wesker. That's when it clicked and she could practically see herself resting against Wesker's arm and shoulder. Almost instantly she jumped to the other side of the helicopter, her face bright red as she almost stood on the seats now opposite Wesker. She knew he was smirking at her reaction. Trinity forced herself to sit down and turn to her usual pale colour with a cough.

"How much longer?" she muttered quietly.

"Almost there," she could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Stop smirking at me..."

"Why?"

"Because."

"I don't take orders from anyone," he wasn't angry, in fact he sounded amused.

"Ah! That's where you are wrong," Trinity held up a finger with a smirk, "when you are hungry or tired, the urge orders your body, therefore you are being ordered by yourself."

There was silence. Wesker seemed to be frowning with my logic. Happy with herself for stumping him, Trinity leant back, hands behind her head as she hummed a song.

"You are very relaxed for someone who's been effectively kidnapped."

'So that's how you going to play it,' she thought with a mental smirk, 'can't let anyone have the last word, no?'

"I wouldn't say I've been kidnapped, I'd say that I am voluntary otherwise I would have made a break for it."

The smirk was back in his voice, "you wouldn't have gotten away which was why you decided against it."

'Damn, he's throwing them back at me!'

"But that could be what I want you to think so that you underestimate me enough so that I can escape," she nodded with a smile; despite herself she was starting to enjoy this.

"Even though you've already told yourself you can't escape, you try to prove that you could escape but you still wouldn't get anywhere because I would know not to underestimate you."

Wesker too seemed to be enjoying the battle of 'voiced wills' just as much as Trinity.

"You might be just saying that so that I'll believe that you have your 'all-seeing' eyes on me to stop me from running, which is why you say this is a kidnapping to say that I have no control over anything that will happen when in fact I have."

"But that might be what I want you to think so that you would feel helpless and do as you are told, or that I could be willing to see what you would do under the right circumstances which would revolve around you trying to escape, only to toy with you until you break."

Trinity was at a standstill, her mouth open to retort but didn't know what to retort with. Instead, she settled with crossing her arms and pouting, "damn you..."

This time Wesker chuckled lightly at her making her ears perk at the new noise. It was weird listening to his laugh, mainly because it gave her a strange feeling.

"So what's my prize for winning?"

His voice startled her from its closeness. Only a second ago he had been a meter or two opposite her, now he was right beside her so she could feel his breath on her neck. Trinity stiffened, heat rising to her face.

"W...what prize?"

"For beating you at your own game..." his voice was at her ear now, his lips almost touching her ear.

Trinity gulped, knowing the answer but for some stupid reason asked anyway, "what do you...want?"

There was nothing else said as he turned her face to him and kissed her roughly, her back pressed against the helicopter wall. She vaguely recalled the time when Chris kissed her; it had been gentle and soft, not like this. Wesker was hungry and powerful and it fuelled her on. Kissing him back, he growled lightly against her lips forcing his tongue against hers. Trinity melted, glad to be sat down for fear of falling, but she was already falling. She was falling for a mad man, a killer, and falling hard. His gloved hands travelled up and down her body. She moaned loudly into his mouth, her own hands running through his blonde hair. How she had wanted this man and now she had him she wasn't going to let go any time soon. She didn't care what anyone else thought. He was kissing her with such lust, passion and hunger that she almost caved in. Trinity wanted nothing more than to see him but it was impossible with her sightless eyes. A pleasing thought hit her mind though, he had given into the urges, he was obeying his body's commands.

'Told you that you took orders from yourself.'

THANK YOU REVIEWERS!!!!!!! Not to forget the readers lol! REVIEW PEOPLE!!!!!!!! It earns you a virtual glomp! ALSO! As some of you might have noticed I sorta twisted the timeline a little....only an itsy bitsy bit! The reason I gave poor William more time before he mutates from the G-Virus was so that I could fit all this is with him and Trinity (the brother-sister relationship stuff) so I made the Raccoon City infection spread first.....BUT no biggy!! :) THANKS FOR READING