XXIV

Off the coast of a specific island is the mainland. On the mainland is a town and in that town is a meat deli. Well what's left of a meat deli anyway. All the glass had been blown out. Bullet casings and corpses littered the interior of the meat deli and bullet holes filled the walls like swish cheese. Scorch marks could be seen in what used to be a doorway and the kitchen roof had collapsed.

In the back of the meat deli was a hallway that lead to a back room. Just outside the door to the back room where 3 more bodies. All 3 were wounded but alive though only 1 remained conscious. 5 more bodies could be seen inside the back room. 3 stood around a long legged blonde who sat on the 5th body as she listened to the blubbering tale of Phatt Tonie and how his meat deli became the last stopping point for the local human trafficking ring before finally delivering the humans to a certain black door on a certain island just off the coast of the mainland.

The way Phatt Tonie told it, 5 years ago this was just an ordinary meat deli and he had nothing to do with the criminal underworld. Then one dark stormy night just as he was about to close up shop for the night, his front counter bell dinged indicating that he had a customer which he said was strange because he could of sworn he had locked his front door and no alarms had been triggered by a break in. Not only that but it was pushing midnight and in the entire time he had owned the meat deli not a soul had ever showed up past 8pm for a meat order.

When the bell sounded again, Phatt Tonie immediately grabbed his shot gun and headed to the front. When he got to the double doors leading from the back to the front he suddenly stopped and set down his shot gun before slowly walking through the doors with his hands raised in the air for he had seen the lasers bouncing off the glass and automatically knowing his guests where armed and he was out numbered and out gunned as his double barrel could only fire 2 slugs at a time.

When he reached the front counter, he gulped audibly for he recognized the group that stood in front of him. They wore 

all black. Not a single patch of skin nor any other kind of identifying marks. Except for the sigil that clearly identified this group as members of Trinity.

At this, the man standing behind the blonde sucked in his breath. Trinity was the name of a new group that had recently appeared in the criminal underworld that had been systemically taking over the criminal underworld. That was all that was known about Trinity. The size of their force, the whose who in the organization was all unknown. Every attempt at infiltrating Trinity was a failure as well as every attempt to gather any kind of intelligence on the organization. Word on the block was that Trinity had something big planned and that the person at the top of Trinity was nothing more than a puppet being controlled by someone even more powerful behind the scenes. They also were more powerful than any other criminal organization that had yet been known or unknown in the world.

The entire department had a hard on for Trinity. Every time they had sent someone to get recruited into the organization, their body showed up the next morning. Many had died at the hands of Trinity. The last person to have been sent after Trinity had been the blonde's older brother. When they found his body behind the dumpster of the local cinema, the blonde had gone on a 3 hour rampage on everyone they suspected had away to contact Trinity. The result lead them here to Phatt Tonie's Meat Deli.

The blonde now sat on top of Phatt Tonie and listened to him tell of how the group from Trinity informed him that from that night forward he now worked for them and his meat deli 

was now the last stop for the biggest human trafficking ring in the world. His only task? Make weekly deliveries to a certain black door on a certain island off the coast of the mainland. The last thing anyone from Trinity said to Phatt Tonie was that if he failed in his new duties, he would become the next human test subject.

At this the blonde decided she was done with her smoke and used Phatt Tonie's eye socket as an ashtray. She stood up as the fat man began to scream. She brought her foot back kicking Phatt Tonie right in the balls causing him to squeal like pig.