Thanks for all the reviews and comments!! I'm glad you all stuck with me :D Also, only after re-reading my last chapter did I realize I had spelt "Sheva" wrong *face palm* gomenasai! So, without further ado, chapter seventeen!!

Tormented Little Angel

-The Hunt is On-

XVII

The temperature seemed to have increased much to the annoyance of the two clearly not used to the heat. The crimson haired woman was just one of them, trudging after Chris and Sheva, dragging her feet whilst muttering to herself about wanting to be home. In her hopes to cool herself down she had desperately cut off the arms of her shirt, pulled her long hair back into a tail and even massacred her pants into shorts. Still she remained ever overheated.

"I hate this place!" she finally shouted, not caring if any of the virus carriers heard her.

Chris sighed wondering if it had been really a good idea to bring her along. He, himself, was also feeling the effects of the weather but unlike his friend, he could do nothing to relieve himself of the feeling. They had stumbled upon an underground tunnel to which they found some thankful coolness still the heat followed them almost tauntingly.

"What's that?" Sheva suddenly asked from his left.

Looking forwards, Chris frowned upon seeing the large circular land in the centre of the underground place. Plant life - flowers in particular - grew almost in abundance there.

Sheva had never seen flowers like them before, the petals a vivid red and orange. Phoenix mutely amused herself into thinking they reminded her of her crimson eyes.

"These are no ordinary flowers," Chris muttered but didn't tare touch them.

Just in case.

A glint caught his eyes and almost immediately he was jogging over to the metal structures round the side of the cavern, Sheva and Phoenix following. He knelt down wiping his hand across the grubby surface to reveal a fading but still obvious symbol.

"Umbrella!"

The red and white umbrella logo was glaringly obvious against the grey metal. Phoenix wiped the sweat from her brow as she looked round.

"Not all of these things have the Umbrella logo...some are from TriCell."

A shadow seemed to flit in the tunnel entrance. The B.O.W's eyes fixed on the point, crimson eyes narrowed almost as if glaring, daring the shadows to move again. They did not. Another moment and she was certain they were alone before turning back to Chris and Sheva.

Trinity mentally sighed in relief as she hid effectively in the shadows, barely breathing. Either she was getting rusty at sneaking or Phoenix was getting sharper despite the heat taking its toll on her. The Ex-STAR noted that she, Chris and the other woman - most likely Sheva who she had heard about from Excella's ramblings - seemed uninjured. Tired, but uninjured. And they would face the Uroboros experiment next. A trial B.O.W. Trinity doubted it would work; the virus was far too unstable and would most likely reject the host. Viruses were known to be picky after all. She had been far more than lucky that her body had managed to bond with the virus. However its recent instability had struck a chord of fear in her before. Now she was more than sure that she could control it. To some extent of course but the longer she held up the mutated form the harder it was for her to keep her mind. Even now she could feel its pull on her, constantly fatiguing her body and mind but she refused to take a stabilizer. If she needed to use her mutation in a fight then she would be hopeless without her extra power.

Watching them leave, Trinity silently stepped from the tunnel entrance, only casting a glance to the flowers once before following the three. Even if she should warn Wesker that Phoenix had tagged along, Trinity had to see how they would hold up against the experiment. Following at some distance, she kept low and to the shadows as they reached the lab where the experiment was held. Peering around tanks full of parts of the Uroboros, she fought the urge to whistle in awe at the fight. Just as she had guessed the host had been rejected but the three were holding up against it brilliantly! Phoenix's enhanced abilities were indeed aiding the other two.

Sneaking away quickly before the fight could end, she left and strode purposely through halls and corridors towards the lift that would take her to the docks. Reaching the lift she found Wesker already waiting, hidden to one side as he spoke into his phone. Seeing her arrive, he smirked and shut his phone. Trinity smiled back at him before delivering the news. He of course frowned upon hearing Phoenix was with them before he practically crushed her body to his and kissed her.

"No matter, they cannot interfere with my plans now. I would leave Phoenix to you if it comes to that."

She nodded before smirking, "I think it's the scientist in me but....I would love to see how this plays out."

He smirked back at her, drawing her closer if it was possible, large hand running down her sides, "our perfect world," her eyes lit up as he chuckled, "ah yes," before he proceeded to inform her of his plans for Excella.

Trinity pouted at not being able to kill the annoying woman herself but settled for his way after little persuasion. That man could talk her into killing herself, dammit.

Excella ran in, the cloaked woman appearing beside Wesker and Trinity. Not moments later the three from the BSAA entered also, Chris demanding to see Jill. At this Trinity frowned and looked at Wesker.

"Meet me at the Docks," he simply said.

"Jill?" she whispered back.

Although his eyes were covered in shades she knew he was looking at her with his burning amber eyes. Sighing she nodded.
"Fine but I want answers."
"Of course. Anything you wish for," he kissed her hand with a half smirk.

She rolled her eyes but ended up smiling anyway before she slipped into the elevator as Wesker and the cloaked woman took the stage. She spent only a few moments in the elevator before it stopped and she stepped out into the Docks, the sun starting to set on the horizon. There were several of the infected people stood guard paying her no attention. Much more smarter than Las Plagas.

Taking up a seat on one of the crates left to the side, Trinity crossed her legs and sat waiting. She looked forward to Wesker's plan with Excella. In all honesty Trinity was intrigued to see if the plan to infect the world would work. She recalled a time that such thoughts would have made her sick. A time when she would have rather fight Wesker than see the world driven by Uroboros. However she had changed many times. Changed thanks to her blindness; changed thanks to the truth from her brother; changed from impossible love; changed from death and loss. The old Trinity who would have dived into a burning home to save the inhabitants was almost forgotten. Some could say she followed Albert Wesker blindly, willing to watch the world burn just to stand by his side. They didn't know. Didn't know that Albert Wesker was the only thing that woke her in the morning, kept her going through the day and helped her sleep at night. Despite all she had been through he had been there; a captain, a captor, a guardian and a lover. She would see a side of him no one else knew of. When she had been blind he had showed it the most, thinking she didn't comprehend how his touch softened, how she could almost feel his eyes go tender and the calm smile he had given her. Even now that her sight had returned she sometimes caught it when he thought she wasn't looking. He wasn't one for tenderness and despite all his words and grace with them, his actions spoke volumes more. She would follow him to the end of Hell if needs be.

Finally the blonde B.O.W appeared along with Excella in trail. It looked like they had left the three to deal with the cloaked woman. Moving from her seat, she fell into step beside Wesker almost tripping Excella who glared intently at the back of Trinity's head. Said woman was mentally snickering. As they stepped onto the tanker the plan was put into action. Wesker slipped Trinity a small syringe gun loaded with a dose of Uroboros. All of the infected men gathered round as Wesker suddenly vanished leaving her with Trinity. The tanned woman glared at Trinity.

"What is this?"

"Tell me Excella," Trinity set the gun down on a crate to the side so that it wouldn't be knocked away by accident, "why do you think that I and Albert are partners?"

Excella scoffed, "because you are the sister of his friend. He only lets you hang around to keep little William working."

Trinity chuckled much to the other woman's fury, "I and Albert have been through quite a bit you see, been together quite a few years now. If you don't count death."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Your time with us is over, Miss Excella," Trinity turned her back to her, "so, want to know what makes us so different?" she started to let the virus take control, feeling the beast clawing its way out making her skin ripple dark red, "I'm on a level you'll never be," her voice came out more as a growl as she started to change rather rapidly.

Trinity roared loudly, long claws on the end of each foot clicked against the metal ground before her eyes fastened on the terrified woman. The Uroboros infected people gathered to attack the mutated Trinity but the roar routed even them. They sure were smart. But it didn't stop her from tearing into them all until they were piled high, dead, the ground bloodied until only a shaking, trembling human woman was left. Trinity growled lowly, a clawed hand snatched the syringe gun from the side before slinking over to the cowering woman.

"S-Stay away from me you monster!"

Trinity towered over her at seven foot high, far more intimidating than any of the tentacles Uroboros created. Slamming the syringe gun into Excella's neck, the gun broke with the force but the virus slipped into her blood with a cry. Snorting at her, Trinity walked away, tail swishing behind her, whipping the woman onto her knees before she left, slowly turning back into her human form albeit as naked as the day she was born. Wesker stood waiting, clothes in his arms. Still, he found enough time to scan her body as she dressed, even aiding her dress when she didn't even need help. He merely chuckled and looked out through the windows of the brig to where the mountain of bodies lay, Excella stumbling up and in front of the appearing Chris, Sheva and Phoenix.

"You did well with maintaining yourself through the mutation," Wesker commented, one arm round her waist almost possessively, "but I don't want you using that unless you absolutely have to."

Trinity was about to argue before she noticed the look on his face - a look none too dissimilar than to the one he wore when facing Raphael - and merely sighed, resting her head against his broad shoulder.