Trigger: POV

I fidgeted a little with the white magatama hanging on my neck, it felt… good to wear? The feeling wasn't something easy to describe, so my head just went to the word 'nice'.

Everyone was busy working an Abnormality, and I'm just… here in the hallway. Work hours just started, I went straight to Yang's chamber, and it was easy to see Yin was the other half. Their names said it all, really.

With nothing productive to do at the moment… I started plotting. Benjamin is sneakier than one might think, and trying to find him at working hours is asking for a misunderstanding to happen.

But there are times when he is alone and without no one knowing where he is… except for me.

More specifically, when he starts talking to the Manager, that is my golden chance.

Then I will do what I have to. Even if I don't like it… sometimes you just have to pick the dirty solutions.

Benjamin… you picked the wrong person to mess with.

I will need a place to hide the evidence… I glanced at my coffin, it was obviously bigger on the inside. That should work well enough.

…

Maybe I'll find time to bury him. Having your body burned sounds… wrong, very wrong.

I say that while plotting his death... maybe I'm just crazy.

Sighing to myself, I perked up when I heard the voice of the Manager.

"Trigger, start work with Spider Bud."

"Manager? I told Trigger to be on the lookout for the other agents…"

Hod spoke with the dwindling confidence of a kid that just found out their parents didn't love them.

"I got that covered."

At his response, I glanced to my left to see Justine nodding at me. Guess that counts?

I looked at the only chamber that was empty, a TETH compared to everything else I've dealt with. This should be a walk in the park.

Opening the chamber's door, I noticed how dark the room was. It was a bit hard to see, but my empathic senses could feel a lot of… little things? On the floor, looking at it closer, I see spiders… really big spiders.

Huh, neat… is that a sack on the ceiling?

It's like a giant bud or sprout on the ceiling, with MANY eyes staring back at me. It feels like a warning of some kind? Not only that, but it's also suddenly moving in my direction.

Is it trying to scare me?

Feeling something crawl along my legs, I saw a big spider with a smaller spider on its head looking up at me.

Awww… that's adorable. Reaching out, I let them climb onto my arm while I rubbed their heads with two fingers. I got bitten once, but I didn't even feel it… they didn't even break my skin.

It didn't take them long to stop nibbling at my fingers and just accepted the head pats. I glanced at the Bud, seeing it stare intently at me and the two spiders.

Wonder what's that all about? I took a seat in the dark room and started playing with the surrounding spiders, this is such a nice and relaxing time…

They took a few bites at me, but nothing that escalated that much. The Bud never really looking away from me.

It didn't take long for the spiders to take a liking to me, using their webs to dangle on my arms, or crawling around me just for the fun of it.

The first 2 spiders that I met, one that was bigger than even the others and the smaller one on its head, just perched themselves on top of my own head.

Laughing a little, the Bud started to shake. Something fell from its body, but it was hard to tell what.

A lot of spiders moved towards it, seemingly taking whatever it was, before moving back towards me… glasses? More specifically, shades of what seemed to be dark plastic colored and the lens being dark red, the top of the lens didn't have that durable plastic-like material. They were a bit rectangular, but I like the look and feel of them.

Taking them and giving them an appraising stare, I gave the Bud a thumbs up, "These are some nice shades." I put them on, expecting them to make it even harder to see in the dark, surprissingly enough they didn't hell it was like I hadn't put the shades on at all.

Nice… wonder if there is more to them? Probably, with that many eyes, it must have something to do with them.

I concentrated for a moment, and I suddenly started seeing these… weird orange smudges in the spiders, and the Bud had more than three of them. One seemed to be beating? It was weird to see.

Turning off… whatever that was, I smiled to myself. I like them.

The Bud was no longer keeping all of its attention on me. Rather, its eyes moved around, keeping watch of all its hatchlings. Guess I'm no longer a threat.

I reached out to slowly pat the two spiders at the top of my head, they are pretty cute after all.

The room flashed green, and all the spiders took that as a cue to get off me... well, except for the two on top of my head.

Getting up, I gave one nod to the Bud, "You have nice children." Not sure if it can understand me, I left the room with two new… partners? Yeah, that works.

The big spider jumped down on my shoulder, the little one still on it's head.

Huh…, "You are Peter." Trigger pointed at the small one.

Then he pointed at the big one, "And you are Parker, you like it?"

Both spiders looked at each other before nodding. Huh, that went well.

I honestly expected another Fairy Fiasco, but Spider Bud is… surprisingly easy to get along with.

The hallways are still empty… well, the other Abnormalities on this floor are WAW, and they take longer to work through.

One door opened, if I remembered correctly… Tiffany went inside that one.

I smiled when she walked out. She was giving a few wary glances behind her, that kind of got me curious.

Giving a glance behind my new team leader… I saw the glowing blue and very angry eyes of the Wolf, the same wolf that had taken half of my face off using the walls of this facility as makeover materials.

It snarled at me, I narrowed my eyes in response… before trying to stifle a giggle. He just looks like a fat cartoon wolf, it was a bit hard to take it seriously.

Right before the door closed, his body started to morph and twist, becoming the same thing that almost killed me.

The door almost closed, but the claws of the Wolf prevented the door from closing fully.

Tiffany and I exchanged stares.

"I fucking hate you, Trigger."

"You know what? Fuck you too."

We dived to the left just as the Wolf jumped through the door. Big and full of scars, his eyes settled on me, I hate being special…

Equipping Primal Impulse with a mental command of my butterflies, I made a 'come on' gesture at the angry predator, "I beat you once, I can do it again." I'm confident on that, I was weaker when I handed this bastard his furry ass the first time.

Tiffany held out her Naginata defensively, "Will you shut up? I'd like if you didn't make things harder here." She makes a point.

One that I'm going to ignore, cause fuck this wolf.

With a howl, he lunged at me. I threw out my armored arm and grabbed the Wolf by his snout, before slamming him on the floor and jumping back when he tried to claw at me from that position.

He quickly got back up, a trail of blood in his mouth, Tiffany jumped in with a stab directed towards his head.

The Wolf ducked, but was now missing an ear. It took one step back and growled at me, and specifically only at me.

"Seriously, what the hell did I do to you?" It seemed to just hate my guts for no reason.

"A wolf doesn't need competition…" It snarled out, leaving me with even more questions.

Seriously, what the fuck does that mean?

Tiffany glanced at me, "Did you dress like a wolf at some point?" I threw her a small glare right before ducking under a slash from the Wolf.

She charged forward, but the Wolf howled… really hard, hard enough to hurt my ears and throw Tiffany flying behind me.

He jumped at me, jaws wide open, and before I could counter, a thick web smeared itself in the Wolf's eyes.

I blinked once, before catching the blind wolf midair by one of his legs and smacking him on the wall, then my armored hand pressed his skull against said wall.

"Payback's a bitch." I said, before dragging his face through the walls of Training, all the way to his containment chamber.

I slammed him on the floor in front of the door. Opening it and grabbing said door, the Wolf's neck was my objective.

Putting as much force as I could, the door slammed on the Wolf's neck. Like a makeshift guillotine, it decapitated him, leaving his head inside the chamber and the rest outside.

"Wow….you're one violent motherfucker." Tiffany commented, watching the body of the Wolf slowly vanish, probably to appear inside it's chamber.

Giving her a shrug, I had my butterflies remove Primal Impulse and give me my smoking pipe, "Never said I wasn't." I took a plume of my pipe and smiled, the good stuff.

Tiffany glanced at me and the door for a couple seconds, "Fair enough." She nodded as if accepting my answer.

I took one look at what I did and wondered… if it would be just as easy to do with Benjamin.

Frowning at the thought, I shook my head. It's no use thinking about it.

Not right now, at least.

I perked up when the magatama on my neck shone with blueish light, and a white fish with green eyes stared back at me.

It flew around me, surrounding me with its comfortable light. It… felt really good.

My mind wandered back to Benjamin, making me sigh. Although Yang helped me with this, it certainly didn't make the heavy thoughts go away.

"Oh no! Yang has breached contain…ment?"

"I'm sure I've sent the video feeds of Trigger interacting with Yin. Why are you surprised, Hod?"

"...I forgot to see them…"

I'm just going to ignore that conversation, and Yesod just unwillingly vouched for me, probably the reason he sounded so annoyed.

Giving the fish a small pat on it's… no that doesn't sound right, HER head, she shone again and returned to her magatama form around my neck.

Tiffany hummed at me, "You are just a bundle of surprises, aren't you?"

Guess I am…

"Trigger, could you return Yang back to it's chamber?"

Giving one nod, I grabbed the string that kept the magatama in my head and started getting it off.

…

I looked at my struggling arms before sighing, "Fuck me…" I moaned with a tired tone.

Tiffany scoffed and grabbed the magatama harshly, "Just fucking pull…" She did that and failed to even move the magatama.

Tiffany tried until she was out of breath. After staring at the object hanging from my neck, she could only say one thing.

"Shit."

What an apt way to describe my life sometimes.