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Tormented Little Angel
-Out of the frying pan, into the volcano-
XVIII
Darkness had long since set in bringing Africa's searing temperatures down to a pleasant chill. The two B.O.W's left the tanker in favour for the bomber plane waiting for them. With the bomber they would drop the Uroboros onto the unknowing world. That was if all went according to plan. When they had left the tanker brig it was after watching tentacles erupt from Excella until they had consumed her and the mountain of dead bodies. They had left the scene of the three from BSAA fighting the giant Uroboros mutant. Still the raven haired woman was more than sure that they could handle it. And because of that the two had hurried to the bomber.
Moving up the ramp inside it, Trinity dashed to the front to take control of the plane. Wesker remained behind her as she flipped switches left, right and above. He glanced out of the windows before nodding.
"Take us out of here."
Trinity steered them thirty degrees to the right before slowly rolling down the runway, gaining the speed they would need to lift off. The end of the runway was getting closer just as Trinity started to pull backwards. The landing gear left the ground soon after withdrawing back into the hull's shell, the ramp closing as they started to gain altitude.
A beeping noise drew both of their attention, Wesker's amber eyes narrowing, only then did Trinity notice his dark shades were missing.
"Seems like we have some stowaways," Trinity removed her eyes from the three blips inside the plane's hull, instead looking up into Wesker's eyes.
"Chris," he growled the name before leaving towards the back to meet the three.
The B.O.W's eyes followed him before looking forwards again wondering if she was to remain piloting or go to join the party. It wasn't long before she heard the unmistakable sounds of battle and sighed. Setting it to autopilot where it would reach the perfect altitude for deployment, Trinity strode back to the hull where the fight was.
Sheva dove behind cover as bullets flew her way from the blonde B.O.W. Wesker vanished and reappeared, dodging Chris and Phoenix's bullets with ease whilst still shooting at Sheva. He vanished once again before appearing before Chris, his fist sending the well built BSAA member flying. Phoenix aimed a shot at Wesker's head when a hand grabbed her gun and spun it from her grasp, tossing it far to the side. Phoenix looked sideways to see Trinity stood there. The fight between Wesker, Chris and Sheva was forgotten to the two who shared the same virus strain. How would this fight go?
"You are really going to fight me?" asked Phoenix, neither of them moving.
"Of course, I'm hardly going to let you shoot Albert in the back," Trinity took a step forwards, Phoenix matching by taking a step backwards.
"Even if you have the original of our virus," they circled, "I'm stronger than you."
The raven haired woman narrowed her crimson and black eyes, "we'll see about that. I always wanted to fight you from that day I first found you in those labs."
"I never wanted to fight you," Phoenix sighed, clearly trying to appeal to her counterpart, "you don't have to do this."
Trinity moved forwards quickly, her fist flying for Phoenix's face. The other woman brought up her clawed hand and caught the fist inches from her face. Foreseeing the next attack, Phoenix spun Trinity's arm behind her back and pressed her up against the plane's hull wall face first. The older woman growled, unable to move, hissing in pain as Phoenix tightened her grip. If she was human her arm would have been broken moments ago.
"You are willing to watch the world mutate just so you can stay with Wesker?" Phoenix asked incredulously
Trinity chuckled slightly, trying to manoeuvre herself from Phoenix's grip, "of course not. I am willing to remain with Albert because he gave me life again......because I love him," she added quietly.
Phoenix looked at her as if she was crazy. Sure, she had spent time believing she too had once been in love with the blonde B.O.W. But at that time she had no idea who she was, what he was and what he had done. She had been an empty shell and he had taken advantage of it. That's when something clicked to the crimson haired woman.
"He hasn't told you?"
Trinity stopped her struggling to look back at the woman holding her pinned, confusion written on her face, "what?"
The younger woman paused for a moment, "Wesker didn't tell you what happened in the time after you were taken and before you returned?"
It was only then she realised that he had left out much news. He had only briefly told her that William had returned and he had had trouble with the viruses along with run-ins with Phoenix and the BSAA.
"You love him," Phoenix said quietly as if shocked at some secret, "and he......"
"What are you going on about?" Trinity hissed.
She leant forwards and whispered into Trinity's ear, recalling each moment that had passed from her amnesia and the capture from Wesker. With each moment Trinity's eyes widened in shock until she gave up struggling to listen.
As Phoenix took a step back, sorrow in her eyes, the ship suddenly shook. Both women had completely blocked out the fight and only now did they see what had happened. Chris had injected Wesker once again with an overdose of the stabilizer used to keep Wesker's virus in check, acting like poison to him now. Chris had pulled a lever that had killed the autopilot and was bringing them down. Heading straight for a volcano. The ramp to the back opened and the air started to be sucked out dragging them all back. Everyone grabbed onto something, Wesker barely grabbing Sheva's leg quick enough. Trinity forced all Phoenix had told her to the back of her mind as she let go of the piping she had been holding. Sliding down the floor towards the open space that would plummet them to the ground, Trinity stopped herself by catching her fingers round another pipe running across the bottom of the walls. Sheva shot back at Wesker forcing him to let go and to be caught by Trinity, her hand tightening on the pipe as the ground rushed up to meet the plane. She barely had time to curse before she blacked out from the crash.
First thing Trinity realised was that despite the night around her she was boiling. The temperature seemed to have sky rocketed in moments along with the occasional sound of bubbling. Bubbling? Forcing herself to open her eyes, a dull throbbing was the second thing she noticed. Holding her head with one hand, she drew it back to reveal blood. However that was the least of her worries; that would heal at least. Trinity was more worried about the lava bubbling dangerously close to her.
Scampering from the rubble of the plane, she tried to get her bearings when she noticed Wesker stood in the centre of the flat rock surface up front, Chris and Sheva also stood with them. It was the giant tentacle arm made her eyes grow to the size of saucers. He'd bonded with the Uroboros and it hadn't rejected him! That's when something else became obvious to her. Where was Phoenix?
A bullet whizzed by her face springing Trinity into action. She leapt up and located the missing woman with her senses rather than her eyes. Phoenix was close by. Suddenly the other woman bowled right into her sending both of them sprawling dangerously close to the lava. Phoenix's clawed fist smashed into the ground, narrowly missing Trinity's face as she quickly moved her head aside. Seemed like Phoenix was serious now. Kicking Phoenix off of her, Trinity rolled away before standing, her eyes following Phoenix's clawed hand. If that connected with her she could kiss her life goodbye. Trinity wished she could mutate just her arms as she ducked and sidestepped the flying claws. At this rate both she and Wesker would lose. With that thought her mind involuntarily went back to Phoenix's words. Clearly she had said them to distract Trinity and they were working.
The scaled fist connected with Trinity's chest sending the B.O.W flying back, hitting the ground roughly and coughing up blood. She had skidded past the wrestling Chris and Wesker, Sheva at a distance trying to shoot him. Trinity growled lowly, feeling the monster rearing its ugly head in protest at the beating she was receiving. Why the hell was Phoenix - one younger and given a less volatile virus strain - stronger than her, the original, older carrier? She refused to believe that she was weaker simply because she was older; outdated. Unknowingly she was already transforming, first her fingers growing, nails stretching into black claws, muscles strengthening. The more immediate differences such as her legs started, extending along with her arms as her body grew bigger, taller, streamlining her skull and lengthening her ears. Eyes slanted as dark crimson scales rippled in place of skin, tail whipping out behind her, cutting the air like a whip. With the final adjustments to her long, wild hair that former a mane, rows of pointed teeth became visible as she bared them, growling at Phoenix.
Said woman's eyes widened and she mentally cursed. Unlike last time the mutated Trinity had seen her as a friend, an ally. But now they were enemies and she wasn't looking forward to facing the near eight foot monster. Her clawed hand would prove useful against the creature but the rest of her wasn't covered in protecting scales. Phoenix cursed out loud as the mutated Trinity suddenly ran at her, faster than she remembered. Barely rolling out of the way of snapping jaws, Phoenix threw up her scaled arm as she came back. Sharp teeth fastened onto her arm causing the woman to wince, praying the scales would hold up otherwise she would lose her arm. Throwing the giant monster from her arm with difficulty, Phoenix stepped back panting, massaging her scaled arm where small dints were left from the sharp teeth. Now what was she supposed to do? Trinity was more like a monster now and Phoenix decided to nickname the form as a Raptor, a giant lizard like monster known for its fury. The Raptor returned to her feet, large claws on her feet clicking the ground as she snarled once again. She had to have a weakness somewhere! Everything had some sort of weakness.
Crimson eyes settled on the lighter coloured scales on the Raptor's stomach, chest and neck. Phoenix almost smirked at finding such an obvious weakness, question was how to get that weakness. As a test she drew her gun once again and aimed several shots at the Raptor's chest. However moments before impact her tail whipped round and into the path of the bullets, all three ricocheting off the stronger scales.
"Up close and personal it is then," Phoenix sighed.
