'Run...'

'Run!...'

'RUN!'

"...Hey!....W...up!...." Someone's voice beckoned. He just grumbled and turned from his side. "WAKE UP!" He felt a jab on his gut.

"Ow..." He stirred awake, scratching his head.

A feminine voice went soft. "Oh, sorry! Did I hit your injury from a mission or something? I'm so sorry..." He looked up from his bed, it was her, who was apologizing.

Trinity laughed, "Actually," He lifted the shirt, showing a nasty purple bruise. "THIS, was from you." He snickered again, now she felt even more guilty in the inside. Not that... she would admit it.

"Oh yeah, nevermind - I take back my apology, you DID deserve that for laughing at my tutu!" Her face was flustered, Trin just smiled underneath.

'She reminds me so much of her...' Trinity thought.

"Hey, to make it up to ya..." He lifted himself from the messy bed. "I'll sweeten up your revenge... here's the deal..." He gestured with his finger to come closer...

"Ooh...hehehe...that's PERFECT..." Elise had a devilish smile carved on her face...

After that discussion, Trin went to the bathroom to gear up and prepare for the day that awaits ahead of them. He removed his mask, and gazed at his face... 'Dried tears...no, that's just sleeping dust...' He thought. He washed his face...thinking about old times.

At the main room, Jak and Torn were talking about things...

"How long have you known about Trinity?" Jak asked.

"Probably around 8 years or so..." He mumbled as he placed his finger on his chin, deep in thought. "Same with Moria... She was one crazy chick, kinda reminds me of... Nevermind." He cut himself short.

He crossed his arms with an eyebrow raised questioningly. "Like who?"

"Nyx." He said. "Nyx was insane, but, in some ways... she reminds me of you more rather than Moria. Just much less annoying than you to be honest." He huffed, Jak had an 'oh really?' face...

Jak had his expression change as he repeated that name. "Nyx... I remember spotting that name on the prisoner records..."

Torn had a pained expression. "Just like Moria, she was also dangerous... Nyx was actually more of a freighting opponent than Moria..." He felt his neck as he recalled a terrifying memory, it was reminiscent every time he remembers about the victims under the torturous Dark Eco Project. "I think she was one of those...Eco Channelers..." Jak took interest at the mentioning of that. "It helped her survive the brutal doses, but, it didn't help in keeping that monstrous side of hers at bay."

"It said about their escape, and her status as 'possibly dead', did she... End up like Moria?" He asked again, this time, more hesitantly.

"No actually." He turned around facing the vandalized posters of Erol and the Baron. "She disappeared on us... Which led me to this question during that last mission with Moria..." He paused, turned, and placed his hands on the table. "What if Nyx was the one who ratted us out?..."

"Rat the UG?..." He wondered.

"But, I asked myself that wistful question AFTER that failed mission..." Jak looked up at him. "Before, I thought Trinity was the rat..."

"What? How?"

Jak was taken back at that incredulous assumption of his. "He told Erol about Nyx and me, I didn't know Trinity much back then either. He'd keep avoiding questions, like his Metal Head hunting crap. I thought he was acting as a spy whenever he comes and goes."

Jak responded, "Why does he do Metal Head hunting anyways?"

Torn wondered also. "I don't know if it's true, but he said that it's for her..." He sighed, "He said that... 'she was sick'. I have no clue if Trinity knows that I feel guilty too." Even Jak felt guilty by asking Trinity uncomfortable questions. "*sigh* Anyways, Nyx is long gone. She was an exceptional fighter, she was also the same rank as me in both the KG and UG. She was a "Captain" among the ranks during the KG, there was very few people who were Captains. In the Underground, she's "Second-In-Command"."

"And Trin?" Jak wondered as he placed a finger on his chin.

"He's our "Commander" in the Underground." He paused. "Trinity was a rival to Erol basically - during serving under the Krimzon Guards, he was also ranked as "Commander". They compete each other in missions, gun courses, and even trying to out do each other in racing." He explained.

"What? Trinity is a racer?" Jak asked dubiously.

Torn laughed, "What, you don't notice why he's so good at handling Zoomers? Or why he's better than you at everything?" Jak didn't like being poke fun of about skills, he frowned. "That reminds me." Torn's smirk was wiped off of his face. "Trinity is supposed to be racing, but he's injured."

"So, he won't be able to race for a while huh."

"Exactly, look, I want all of you guys to stay put. I don't want you to kill him, like Trinity has stated, we don't know if he's the rat or not." Jak crossed his arms, an angered look was on his face. "Krew..."

"There's no way we're going to work for Krew, maybe he hasn't sold the whole Underground to the Baron yet, because he's just playing with us! I have enough of his crap!" Jak denied in agitation.

"Jak, this is important, if you kill him that'll only make this war harder on us! Even if you really DID shoot him in the back of that skull of his, I won't let you see the Shadow. He won't like that." Torn gritted his teeth as he snarled at Jak with a hostile tone.

Jak didn't say a word and ended the death glaring contest between them, Elise came in, confused with the shouting here. Trinity was by her side, Daxter was... for some reason... terrified; Elise kept her venomous glare on him. She looked like she was ready to pounce on the unfortunate animal, like some Metal Head getting it's meal...

Elise spoke up as she was approaching the exit, "Guys, I'm going to get something at Brutter's." She grabbed poor Dax... "And I need him to come with me." Trin was utterly perplexed at the two...

"You'll meet Jak at HipHop," He turned to Jak with a nasty leer. "And no one is to kill anyone..." Then he pointed and warned. "Got it?"

"Fine." Trinity responded with an annoyed huff. "But, I'm going somewhere for a bit too."

Jak set off to South Town again, at the Hip Hop Haven. Annoyed and vexed with the fact that he couldn't tear Krew's head off with his bear hands, yet... Trinity went elsewhere, grabbing a used and stolen Zoomer parked at the back.

"To the Main District." Trinity said aloud as he set off.

He went through the Slums, eventually taking a street to the North instead of the South; the South of the Slums leads to the Industrial Section. Passing through, almost removing someone's head clean off, and weaving through traffic jams at an appalling speed, he reached a massive stadium.

He entered someone's garage, bumping into someone accidentally. "You."

Trinity recoiled back a few steps and took out his blade, tension suddenly settling in the air... "Trying to score her? Erol?" He laughed.

"She may be YOUR mechanic, but that doesn't mean she can't be mine." He looked at Trin's right arm, smirked mockingly at the sight. "What happened there? Done another mission from those disgusting Underground dogs?"

Trinity growled remembering the moments upon hearing the word 'dogs'. "At least I'm not a dog who blindly follows his barbaric master..." As much as his mind tells him to kill him, he sheathes his weapon away.

"Withdrawing your weapon, because you know you're gonna lose?"

"I put it away, because our fight is on the racetrack. Not here."

With that, he laughed and gave Trinity a forceful push with his shoulder as he took his leave. Trinity looked over his shoulder in disgust, and resumed.

"Hey! Ya still working on that 'vehicle project' of yours in here?" Trinity called out, his voice echoing in the garage.

"Yeah." There was curtains that leads to another room, he can see his mechanic's figure, who was busily working on something.

Something flew in the air!

"AH!"

*CLANG!*

Trinity ducked in time, when he turned, he saw a silver wrench on the floor, the wall that it made an impact on was cracked... Trinity's forehead was sweating, not knowing why she did that...

"I'll hit you on the head next time! That was for the repairs from the last race!!!" She bellowed. "DON'T YOU REMEMBER?!?!"

He panicked, "YESYESIREMEMBER!" He said the whole thing as one word... Trinity was sweating, suddenly remembering how bad his personal Air Racer was during the NYFE Class One racing... His Zoomer is the G-40 racer, it's not very new - but new doesn't always mean better. Racing against Erol's P-33, now, Erol has a new one: the P-30 model.

"I HAD TO REPLACE THE WHOLE ENGINE!!!"

After that horrific moment, he went on to practice with his own JET Board, doing fun flips to insane, difficult tricks. The hoverboard kind of feels like you're on some surfing board on the water's surface, like most first-timers, it can be awkward to ride one. Then, you get the hang of it.

"I think practicing time's over..." He finished playing around and had to head to the Port. Then he realized, Elise is at Brutter's with Dax. 'Isn't that at the West Bazaar?' He thought to himself. 'Might as well meet up with her then...'

He planned to take a shortcut through Haven's Forest area, you see, not all in this city they live in is always gray and colorless. There are forms of vegetation and plant life, just found mostly in a place where dangerous creatures roam. Like the Pumping Station. Trinity zoomed through here and there, eventually reaching Butter's place. 

Going to thank butterfly123199 AGAIN! Why? Go read "Bliss"! No, seriously, it's a fun story to read. Aaaaaand... Elise is from the book "Bliss". That's HER OC.

Also, please forgive US! Let's just say, snowstorms affected greatly on one of us in our progress on publishing and writing.

**NOTE: SINCE IT'S UNFORTUNATE THE PROGRESS IS SLOWED DOWN. . .**

**"MegaMan StarForce!" Is going to be another story I will work on.**

MegaMan Starforce is another "standalone" thing. Basically, you don't need to know the previous games or anything, like HH. It's a story for newcomers, people who are new to the franchise!!!