Note: The titles of the chapters will be the names of the characters that are narrating. This is necessary because Trinity is written in the first person. Enjoy!

Okay, here's the 1st chapter. If you haven't read the intro yet, I suggest you do so you can understand this chapter a little bit better. It's kind of short, that's because I was thinking about breaking this chapter into two parts, but I'm not sure yet.

Chapter 1: Jaye

I squinted into the fog, looking for a flash of purple hair, an edge of a knife, or something that could help me identify Wynn. He was like the wind at times, appearing when he wanted to and disappearing equally so. I hated it. Even though I showed Wynn respect, I never could stomach the fact that he could be a lot stealthier than me. I was the spy in the resistance, not him.

“Gotcha,” a knife blade came up against my throat, so close, that I could almost feel the sharp blade cutting into my skin. I closed my eyes and sighed.

“Yep, you got me again, alright.” I said. Wynn dropped the blade and laughed softly.

“What were you doing, letting your guard down like that? It could’ve been an enemy instead of me.” Wynn said.

“Only you say ‘Gotcha’ like that, Wynn.” I replied.

“It could’ve been a spy posing as me, trying to get information.” Wynn shot back. I rolled my eyes.

“So you’re saying you’re a spy?” I asked.

“Hmmm.” Wynn looked off into the distance. I drew my knife so fast, that he didn’t have the time to take action.

“You’re a spy aren’t you?” I pressed the knife close to his neck. He lowered my blade with one hand.

“I was joking, Jaye. I see you still can’t take a joke.” Wynn said seriously; I put my knife away with a huff.

“What the do you think you’re doing, lowering your defenses? Just because I say I’m not a spy doesn’t mean that I’m not a spy. I could be lying!” Wynn cried. I bit back a hiss of annoyance.

Wynn punched my arm.

“Gotcha,” he said again,” I’m no spy.”

“Prove it.” my voice came out harsher than I intended. Wynn pulled up his left shirt sleeve to reveal a golden tattoo of a tree with bare branches; the sign of royalty. My shoulders relaxed.

“You know I hate it when you do that.” I said. I pulled back my dark red, shoulder length hair into a pony tail. My black shirt was wrinkled and my jeans were dirty.

“I would have though that you would care more about your hygiene, being a girl and all.” Wynn commented. I glared at him.

“I’ve been camping out in the old barn up this street, so I could meet you.” I said. Wynn sighed.

“I guess it’s time to get down to business then huh?” he asked. Wynn and I started down the dirt road to the abandoned barn. Wynn’s gray eyes were no longer bright and it must have been the light, but it seemed to me that his purple hair had dulled.

“The Overlord is getting suspicious. He’s sending more and more spies over to our headquarters; you know, the one down by Raia City.” He added impatiently at the confused look on my face. I nodded my understanding.

“We need a new headquarters, Tanslie’s doing what she can back in her city, but I’m afraid the guards there are catching on. Pretty soon, Tanslie will have to get herself out of there.” I nodded again. Tanslie was one of the acrobats down in the center of the Empire. She was smart and quick witted, but not even her brains could get her out of the mess that the Overlord could create for her if she was caught.

“Tanslie will be all right.” I said reassuringly.

“I hope so.” Wynn looked at me and I saw sadness in his eyes. My stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch as jealousy started to creep into my head. I quickly shook it off.

We reached the barn and Wynn and I exchanged good byes.

“You stay out of trouble okay?” Wynn said.

“Just don’t go sneaking up on me anymore.” I pouted. Wynn smiled and winked at me and just as quickly as he appeared, Wynn disappeared, like the wind.

Come back soon I thought.

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