Tormented Little Angel
-Gone Forever?-
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It was three months after the Raccoon City incident. Ever since Trinity had been brought to the underground lab, she had been training with Wesker and a variety of BOW monsters. She trained using her senses for when she couldn't see and she trained in the darkness when she could see. Sometimes she even fought with Wesker to test her skills against him. It was safe to say that she wasn't as strong as him but at least could hold her own.
In those three months she had grown to know Wesker more than before. It wasn't just the time they spent at night, but during training she would pick up something new, like how he had a thing of pushing his shades further up his nose when he was annoyed. Another thing though was despite being known by the scientists, Wesker refused to leave her alone with any of them. Once she had pointed out that he didn't need to be worried when she could easily hold her own against a scientist. Despite saying this he still told her not to leave her room without him or late anyone but him or Ada inside. Ada ticked Trinity off constantly but since Wesker was always present she couldn't give the woman a piece of her mind.
Then there was another thing...for the last two months she had been sick but she had hidden it from them all. Trinity wasn't an idiot and knew what was wrong. She even snuck into a lab before so she could grab chemicals and make the test. Still, Trinity kept it secret, not wanting to tell Wesker that he was going to be a father. The bump that was her stomach however was a hard one to hide but as luck would have it, Wesker was usually out more these days. He was supposedly off chasing another virus.
Something was odd with the baby though. The fact was she was only three months, almost four into pregnancy, yet the baby was full grown. Trinity guessed that the virus from her and Wesker had given the baby a speedy growth about two times faster than a normal human. This upset her but could see nothing she could do. At least the quicker the baby got older, the easier it would be to raise it. She was.....afraid of what Wesker might do if he learned of her pregnancy. Triinity wanted the child so much, she wouldn't have lived if she had been forced to abort....she wouldn't be able to live with Wesker...
When the baby was due there was a knock on her door. Trinity looked at it quietly but made no move to open it.
"Trinity, may I come in?"
It was one of the scientists, Raphael, who had taken an interest to her that Wesker didn't like. He was persitantly looking her up and down in a manner that he seemed to be mentally undressing her. It wasn't just that. She sometimes caught the sick smirk he would send her when Wesker wasn't looking. Trinity wasn't usually fearful but fear always crept up on her whens he was around him. The knocking persisted and Trinity cursed herself for not locking the door.
"I know you're with child," her heart stopped, "I can help you if you let me in."
"What is it you want in return?" she asked through the door, she knew he would never help her without a price.
"Only to help you, trust me."
Something in his voice made her trust him and allowed him inside.
He walked in, white lab coat swishing with the same long black hair and eyes that glinted behind his glasses. He stood over her with a fake smile that stopped her heart once again, and not in a good way.
"Everything will be okay now," his smile turned into a twisted smirk as a cloth came over her mouth, smothering her with the chemical soaked into the cloth.
Trinity tried to fight back but quickly lost consciousness. Four men came in and lifted her up, carrying her into a lab with the blinds down, concealing them and their job. When she became conscious again she tried to scream as the contractions started but she was gagged, keeping her silent. Tears streamed down her face while Raphael smirked and held the new born boy, tufts of curly black hair on the boys head, odd golden eyes gleaming as he cried for his mother. Trinity tried to reach for her unnamed son but one of the men backhanded her and she was knocked out, the last she saw was a smirking Raphael holding her son.
Raphael walked through the underground base, the baby sedated and hidden beneath blankets. He strode with his smug smirk, glasses glinting as he typed in a code and a hidden door slid open. Inside BOW's roared and complained to be let out but he simply strode past them all until he reached the end cell that was empty. Unlocking it, he laid the baby inside and left outside the cell. Looking back in, the baby already looked to be two years old, laid on the stone floor, he would age quickly, probably until he hit puberty. He would be an eighteen year old boy within six years. Smirking to himself, he left the dark room and the door shut with a 'hiss'.
Wesker returned, tired, but satisfied with claiming some of the virus when Chris Redfield wasn't looking. The man never ceased to annoy him. With the virus safe inside his secret vault, he headed to Trinity's room. Without knocking, he walked in and shut the door only to stop and freeze. Inside was the very BOW that he had used to train Trinity. It was sat on the bed, the bed in question coated in blood and gore, while it finished crunching bones together in its maw. It looked up at him, blood dribbling form its mouth. Inside, Wesker screamed, outside, his anger was a maelstrom. His eyes burned like fire and literally tore the monster apart, blood splattering the walls. There was nothing left of the BOW...just like there was nothing left of Trinity. His Trinity. Wesker sat on the bed, not caring about the blood getting on his pants; he sat with his head in his hands, agonizingly silent.
A year later Raphael left to make his own faction for Umbrella. Trinity was pushed to the back of Wesker's mind but the arrival of William and Annette brought back pleasant memories he didn't wish to remember. Of course the scientist had asked where his sister was. Wesker told him with his stoic voice that she had been killed. He refused to show emotion, emotions were for the weak and he was not weak. William had been heartbroken for a few years but Annette helped him through it. The three had ventured into the BOW room where they were kept when they visited the experiment that Raphael had been forced to leave behind. A young boy, only eight years old, was chained inside. William took pity on the boy and had let him roam free of chains with them. The boy went crazy when he entered Raphael's old lab and started attacking those that worked there, killing quite a few with his bare hands. Wesker withheld the boy and took him back to his cell and chained him up. By that time the boy was crying and the tall blonde eyed him with disgust. Yet, there was something strange with the boy that he couldn't quite place.
Four years later, Wesker had a new BOW in his grasp. Phoenix, the ultimate BOW created so far. She fought on a level like his own but couldn't help feel a stab of familiarity between her and Trinity. The black haired woman had been never forgotten, but pushed to the far reaches of his mind. Wesker only delved into those old memories when he slept and woke within hours of falling asleep. They were nightmares to him, strangely happy memories that brought nothing but pain to him now.
He finally had Phoenix as his own, made her his own that night of passion. Yet, he felt like he had done wrong and tarnished the final memories of Trinity. He wished to forget her but his mind would have none of it.
Then the day came when Phoenix regained her memories during the fight and had returned to Leon's side with her friends, amongst which were Chris and Jill to his annoyance. The boy, Rain as Phoenix had called him, died during the fight and it felt like part of him had died also. He couldn't understand why, he didn't get along well with Rain, yet a part of him deep inside mourned for his death. They all turned on him but Phoenix let him go. Not that he needed permission; he had been intrigued to see what she would do.
That same day, as night drew in calling the moon and stars to the sky, somewhere, deep underground in the dark confines of a cell long forgotten, black eyes opened, crimson irises glowing in the dark for the first time in over eight years.
Phoenix sat on Leon's lap as he flicked through the channels on the TV, hoping to find something to watch through their boredom. The others all lounged round the office, staring at the TV with lost expressions, praying for something decent to entertain them. Leon clicked the remote again and a movie started playing, drawing their attention keenly. Phoenix stretched and leant her head back on Leon's shoulder. He smiled and kissed her softly. She returned his kiss before looking at the movie to see the title; 'Scary Movie 3'.
"I love these!" Claire beamed happily.
Phoenix shook her head along with the rest of them when sudden pain shot through her mind. Gripping her head quickly, Leon sat up straight, all of them turning to her worried.
"Phoenix?" Leon asked but her eyes were scrunched shut.
Then as quick as the pain had come it vanished leaving her panting, looking round in confusion.
"Phoenix? Are you okay? What happened?" Leon asked worried.
She relaxed with a sigh, "I don't know...it was like something was clawing at my mind," she shivered but smiled reassuringly, "don't worry; I'm not going to drop dead."
Rain became to hammer against the window, spoiling the previous good weather.
Just as they all relaxed into their previous positions there was a knock at the door. Everyone stiffened. They all went for their guns, holding them ready in case whoever it was had something to do with Phoenix's sudden headache. Chris slowly moved to the door and put his hand on the handle, his gun in his other.
"Who is it?"
There was a pause for a moment before a small laugh, "it's been a long time Chris, is Jill there too?"
Chris paled suddenly and yanked the door open to reveal a woman stood there. She wore black combat pants and a deep crimson tank top, long black hair with midnight blue streaks was tied back loosely, her eyes were closed while she shifted the long black trench coat round her further.
"You know, it is cold out here."
Jill leapt up shocked, "T-T-T-Trinity?!"
The woman named Trinity smiled and waved, "the very one."
She was enveloped in a bone crushing hug from Chris, only to be leapt on by Jill also. She laughed and hugged them back.
"God, we thought you'd died back at the mansion," Chris spoke sadly, still unable to believe his eyes.
"Nah, to stubborn to die."
The two stood back and flanked Trinity either side as they brought her in.
"Everyone," Jill had an arm round Trinity's shoulder, "this is Trinity Birkin, an old friend of ours, these are; Carlos, Alice, Claire who is Chris' sister, Leon and Phoenix."
Trinity nodded to each of them with a small smile.
"So," Leon spoke up, "you worked with Chris and Jill during S.T.A.R.S?"
"Correct," Trinity was sat down on a sofa, Jill and Chris either side of her, neither seemed ready to leave her again.
"Do you mind me asking how you survived?"
"I do unfortunately otherwise it would have been some story to tell, I am merely here to ask for some information."
Leon's eyes narrowed when Chris suddenly asked, "What is wrong with your eyes?"
"I've gone blind," Trinity smiled sadly earning another hug from the two.
All the while Phoenix observed her. There was something familiar about her and something that was nagging at her mind but she couldn't place it.
"What you want to know will come at a price," Leon warned.
Trinity paused for a moment in thought before nodding, "It seems fair to me, as long as we answer truthfully anyway, I'll start!" she tapped her chin in thought, "I'll get right down to it," she turned her head to Phoenix, "You were in Raccoon City, correct?"
Phoenix stiffened slightly, "y...yeah..."
Trinity nodded and Leon asked her a question.
"How did you find us?"
"Pretty simple, I'd heard about you all and what you had accomplished against the viruses, it wasn't hard to move from there," she thought of another question, "have you met an Albert Wesker?"
They all stiffened but Chris answered this time, "yeah, he's still alive unfortunately, we met him yesterday during a fight."
Carlos suddenly asked, "why do you want to know if we'd seen Wesker?"
Trinity didn't even falter, "Considering our history with him it's a bit obvious."
Chris snickered at Carlos earning him a glare from the other man.
"There was...a boy that I knew..." she chose her words carefully, "he would have only been in his late teens...what happened to him?"
Everyone sobered although Leon remained wary of Trinity, how did she know of Rain the B.O.W? There was clearly more than the black haired woman was letting on and he wanted to know what.
"I took care of him," Phoenix spoke sadly, "I named him Rain as he had no name...we fought a group of tyrants sent by a scientist and I told him to stay close to me but...he got himself killed by a tyrant..." her hands curled into fists.
"Rain..." the name rolled off Trinity's tongue as sadness washed over her.
"How did you know him?" asked Leon.
"I was there when he was born..."
"So you know his parents?" Phoenix asked hopefully, she wanted to know who had sired the poor boy, left him to the clutches of experimentation.
"I know them both," Trinity sighed, head bowed for a moment before facing them again, "what scientist?"
"Erm...I think his name was Raphael."
Flashes ran through Trinity's mind of the scientist and unknowingly growled low in her throat.
"Raphael....."
They looked warily at her when Alice suddenly spoke up and asked without blinking, "are you a B.O.W?"
They all fell silent, looking at Alice in shock at her accusation. Chris and Jill were angry and were about to defend their friend when Trinity spoke.
"Yes."
A few hands settled on their guns at her answer but she didn't move, Chris and Jill looked at her shocked.
"W....what?"
Outside lightning flashed and thunder roared with the raging storm. An equal feeling in Chris' heart.
I know, cheesy storm...BUT I LOVE STORMS!!!! XD Mwahahaha!!! Hope ya liked it!! Thanks to all who read, review, add to favs etc!! KEEP REVIEWING!!!! Also, sorry if the timeline seems a little stuffed :P
