Gomenasai!!!!! *bows repeatedl* DON'T KILL ME!!! I am so so so so so very sorry for taking so long to update!! I lost my little Resident Evil Muse but hopefully my little Muse has returned long enough for me to finish this damn fic!! *Grabs Resident Evil Muse* Once again, deepest apologies and a great big thankies to those who have managed to kick my butt back into working this fic! You know who you are!
Tormented Little Angel
-Bitch mark 2-
XVI
The plane hummed as they soared through the night sky. In the private plane were two occupants that dozed in their seats. One was stretched out over a few seats while the other remained leaning back in his sleep. Trinity had the back of her head resting against Wesker's right side while one of his arms had slipped round her. The flight was long and both were tired. So when the voice sounded that they were going to land, both woke, Wesker a little more quickly than Trinity.
"No..." she groaned, "too early..."
Wesker chuckled quietly and watched as she rubbed her tired eyes.
"Do I have to meet Excella? From what I hear, I'm going to want to rip her apart in seconds."
"Maybe afterwards, but first she and her research may prove vital," the ex-Umbrella agent explained for the fifth time.
They both settled back as the plane landed and Wesker practically had to drag her from the plane and out into Africa. Wonderful. And of course waiting for them was the tall, dark haired woman flaunting far too much with her revealing dress. Trinity had the urge to growl and drag Wesker back onto the plane. She guessed this was the more animalistic side coming through thanks to the unstable virus mutation.
"Albert," Excella greeted him warmly, pressing her body up close to him, "I am glad you came so quickly," she practically purred.
Trinity's hands curled to fists as she glared holes into Excella's head, wishing, preying that her looks would kill the woman. Wesker however did not brush her off and it was his turn to receive the glares.
"Excella," Wesker managed to pry the woman from him, "this is Trinity Birkin, William's sister."
Plastering her fakest smile on her face, Trinity held out her hand to Excella.
"A pleasure to meet you, I'm sure."
Excella returned the fake smile and shook her hand also before wincing. Trinity's grip had increased, slowly building up as if to crush the other woman's hand. Luckily Wesker noticed and separated them sending Trinity a look that clearly read; 'behave.' Sliding into the black jeep waiting for them, Trinity's crimson gaze paused on the driver. She was unable to see who it was due to the black cloak they wore with the hood pulled up, a mask shaped like a bird's head covering their face although she could smell a feminine scent coming from the driver. About to get in beside Wesker, her eye twitched at noticing Excella already there, clinging to Wesker's arm as she spoke. Reaching the passenger's side, she slid in and slammed the car door shut, gazing firmly at the path ahead, trying to ignore Excella's pawing visible in the rear view mirror. The driver was silent as she drove the jeep to the base.
Catching small comments from the two behind her, Trinity only really heard the words, 'Uroboros' and 'failed experiments'. Trinity fought the urge to scoff. The idiot probably didn't even know the difference between viruses besides the name difference. Crossing her arms, she rested her chin in one hand and tapped her arm with her fingers, glaring at the green life outside the car. When they finally came to a halt, Trinity was all to happy to get out of the car when Wesker's hand caught her arm and pulled her to him.
"Don't be getting angry now," he playfully scolded.
"I'm not angry," she grumbled but relaxed in his grip, Excella glaring at her now with utmost contempt for the B.O.W.
Walking inside the base, Excella drew out a silver case and turned it to Wesker. Clearly it held the injections he needed to keep his virus stable. Trinity always worried that there would be an accident with the amount given. One tiny mistake would be terrible. Noticing her worry, Wesker sent her a reassuring look before taking the case.
"Why don't you catch up on your sleep," he said to Trinity before heading to the door, "I wish to check on the Uroboros project."
Excella of course followed him leaving Trinity to sigh and slump away, lead by the strange cloaked person to a room. As she turned to say thank you, the woman had already vanished. The raven haired woman blinked before shaking her head and entering the room.
It was simple. White walls like the rest of the place with a bed, set of drawers, desk and table. Trinity couldn't care less. She really was tired. It angered her how Excella pawed over Wesker but even more how he didn't even push her away. She knew she hardly owned Wesker but it aggravated her so much. Cursing, she hit the bed and flopped backwards, staring angrily at the ceiling. Ever since she had mutated and returned human - leaving the viruses unstable but she was learning to control them - she became fatigued quicker and her anger sparked with a short fuse. When Excella had practically leapt on Wesker, Trinity had felt the beast trying to claw its way out of her. She would never hurt Wesker but she would decimate Excella. Finding ease with that thought, she closed her eyes and settled back for a good sleep. She wondered how Phoenix and the others were doing.
Chris sighed under the intense heat the African climate blared down on him. Someone clearly hated him. He felt like he'd been sent to Hell! Sheeva had met up with him earlier before the breakout at the Execution grounds. That had been a fun time. Detect the sarcasm? Leon had decided to send Phoenix along with him and Sheeva once they had been notified of the prospect of a new virus. She was, after all, their virus extraordinaire. Said crimson haired woman was looking around the new village they were passing through.
"Have I ever told you guys that I hate hot weather?" Phoenix looked at Chris before at the houses, "there's a load of the infected hanging round the docks."
"A load we can handle?" Chris asked as he loaded his shotgun, "or a load that will wipe the floor with us?"
Sheeva shook her head with a chuckle while Phoenix held her thumb up, "Let's just get this over with! I've got a man with ice cold drinks waiting at home for me."
With Trinity peacefully sleeping, the door hissed open quietly, not stirring the dozing B.O.W. High heeled steps remained quiet before pausing beside the bed. Excella stood over the raven haired woman, eyes narrowed at her....competition. From what she had seen, the woman was highly aggravated with someone being close to Wesker. Albert was hers! Not some cheap, cast-off experiment! All she had to do was aim a gun and pull the trigger. Draw the knife and slam it to the hilt. String out a wire and tighten it round her neck.
"I'm uncomfortable with women watching me sleep."
Excella almost jumped from her skin at the sudden voice. Trinity rolled onto her other side and glared up at her.
"Got something to say or were you just leaving?"
Without a word, the TriCell owner left quicker than she had entered much to Trinity's amusement.
"I still got it," she snickered as she closed her eyes again, "No rest for the wicked."
Taking a quick shower, much to her great relief, she soon found herself meandering round the labs until she found Wesker....and Excella. Stepping to his side, he glanced sideways at her before through the glass, down into the containment cell where a man sat. The Uroboros experiment.
"Is that it?" she asked now intrigued; even if she wasn't as much as a scientist as her brother was she knew enough to see the virus was unstable.
"We are still trying to keep the virus in check but the results have always been unstable," Excella practically purred into Wesker's ear.
"Your place at TriCell is secured," Wesker didn't look at her as Excella started circling him like a vulture.
"Oh I have my eyes set on something much bigger."
'Say it and I'll rip your goddamn tongue out,' Trinity thought, her hands curling into fists, she knew Excella was doing this partly to wind her up.
"You'll be needing a partner right, someone suitable to join you in this new world," Excella's eyes flickered to Trinity tauntingly as she brushed up closer to Wesker.
'Imagine Excella being torn apart. Imagine Excella being torn apart,' Trinity chanted.
"Haven't I proved myself?"
Wesker turned her face from him and spoke with hidden venom, "perhaps you have."
"The BSAA are here," they turned to see the strange cloaked woman had appeared again and for once Trinity had heard her speak.
Thankfully she and Excella left leaving Wesker and Trinity in stony silence, the former practically able to taste the woman's inner fury. In answer his arm snaked round her waist and brought her to his chest. Trinity grumbled but relaxed in his hold.
"You and I both know that my only partner in this new world is you, Trinity," he muttered huskily against her ear.
She hummed in return before letting her eyes stray to the Uroboros subject, "I take it Chris will be put against the test subject."
"Any objections?"
A smirk found its way to her face, "not one."
Wesker raised an eyebrow, "you believe he can defeat he subject?"
"The off-chance; yes. If Phoenix is with him," Wesker's eyes narrowed behind his shades, "then definitely."
"Can you tell if she is with him?"
She shook her head, "not unless I go hunting."
A/N: Quite a lot of dialogue in this chappy, once again SORRY!!!!! I know its not my usual creative spark but hopefully it will return to me on the way for finishing this story. Yes, Tormented Little Angel is the last of the Resident Evil series!......I'm not sure if to cry with joy or cry with sadness.....Nonetheless, thanks for reading and I hope to get the new chapter out soon!!