(Timeskip)
// Trinket
I don't know what to do. Should I keep going or go find out the effects of me. Am I irradiated, do I make others sick, WHAT DO I DO. Trinket wrote down in his journal as he slammed it closed and slumped down and started crying
Trinket Walked out of his room to find Wattson but to no avail, So he decided to go to the training range
(Timeskip)
"Two days till next game" Trinket said as he shot the hemlock he grabbed from the weapons supply
As Trinket was practicing shooting targets a trio of robots came up from behind and tried to grab him but before they could he jumped out of the way
"I knew you would try to get me eventually" Trinket said as he got behind them and kicked one off balance "But I came prepared
"Come with us or be prepared to be taken by lethal force" The lead robot said
"How about no" Trinket said as he pulled the trigger of his hemlock and flung it from one side to another so fast that one bullet of the burst hit each one of the robots
(Timeskip)
When Trinket arrived home he found Wattson at the kitchen table talking to Octane and said "Hey guys, We all need to talk"
"Sure thing, what's up" Wattson said in a cheerful voice as always
"What she said Amigo" Octane agreed
"My past, all of it... It's back" Trinket said "Earlier today I was assaulted by three IMC robots; not by look, but by model; To explain, I haven't been completely honest with anyone"
(Timeskip)
After Trinket explained everything that he lied about he said it was because he wanted to forget
"If you don't want to get hunted down we should probably the connection terminal, or better yet the connection servers" Wattson said " All private robot use has its own servers going to its connection terminal"
"Sounds hard to do, but fun" Octane said
"Well then what are we waiting for, let's go" Trinket said
(Timeskip)
Arriving to a large warehouse that the group had gotten from an information broker Trinket started to talk "All right guy, here we go"
When they walked in the building they were greeted by two security guards "No entry" they said
Octane just stared at Wattson, nodded, and punched the guards in the face so hard that they got knocked out
"Wow, remind me not to get on your guys bad side" Trinket said
When they got past the entrance they were astonished by the amount of robots in there each with rows of servers next to them
"Don't worry guys, I got this" Octane said
"Octane ran around the place with an R-99 he picked off one of the guards and just started shooting everything
(Timeskip)
"Well, that was surprisingly easy" Octane said as he walked back to the entrance that was left unscathed compared to everything else that had bullet holed in it
"Something tells me it won't always be" Trinket responded
NOTES: Sorry for the late post, I forgot
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A squad in the games
FanfictionAs seasons have passed by competitors in the apex games have forged friendships while others try to figure out their place and some secret organizations may lurk beneath their feet
