[M] Retribution IV: Rebirth

[Trixie]

Three Days Later...

Even with the high altitude, in the Underverse the wind rippling through Jorgan’s cloak was searing hot as it came in over the ocean of liquid rock to the North. The half demonic brute, half skeletal horror, and servant of Belial clicked his pocket watch shut and grunted. Whatever or whoever he was waiting on had been late. Taking a monocle off his physical eye he slipped it into a pocket lining his green cloak. Shifting the giant machete resting on his belt, Quartermaster Jorgan adjusted his weight on his feet and sighed. Another stiff gust of searing hot air blew through the rocky mountain range.

“Where the fuck is she? This is where Lord Belial said she would appear…” He mumbled.

***

Death was painful. The last thing Beatrix could remember was the distinct feeling of liquid in her lungs and being deprived of suitable breathing air. Almost every vital bone in her body had been broken or torn asunder from its muscular system. Most of her internal organs had been liquified from the sheer blunt force trauma.

“You. Are. WORTHLESS!”

The pink eyed warrior sharing her visage was enraged and engulfed in erratic and violent pink lightning. She roared and ripped the darkness in twain bringing Trixie into the blinding folds of billowing pink lightning now spewing forth from everywhere she looked.

“You share my name, my appearance, but you DO NOT share my spirit!” The mysterious woman bellowed with rage that shook the very fabric of wherever Trixie was.

“Stop squandering what was taken from me and get out of the Underverse!” She screamed, barely able to keep from losing her mind in pure rage.

“The...the Underverse?” As Trixie’s words echoed her memories played out in sequence around her.

The torture, the branding, Jorgan’s serum, the pit battles, her escape with Sia, all up to her death at the hands of Scylla.

“Yes you insignificant worm!” The mysterious woman shouted. “You allowed yourself to get banished like an incompetent fool! You call yourself a soldier and yet you didn’t even see this coming! What surprises me still is that you have more of him in you than me.”

“Him?” Trixie said, raising an eyebrow.

“You don’t deserve to know! All I will tell you is to seek out Viper. Now as for your current situation? It’s high time whatever stupid Universe you’re in got to know what an Imperial Valkyrie is and what they’re capable of. Maybe then you’ll get something fucking done.” The woman spat.

“What are you talking about?” Before Trixie could get an answer the woman had vanished and reappeared. A single electrically charged fist had pierced the mistress’ chest. Just as her vision blanked out Beatrix saw the woman grow a set of fangs and felt them pierce the side of her neck.

***

A single bolt of pink lightning struck the mountain cart path where Jorgan was waiting. An ear splitting cry like that of a hundred of red-tailed hawks exploded forth from a bright pink void sphere that materialized at the base of the strike. Omnilium exploded outward in a violent display of rainbow colors as Trixie’s new body materialized from within. As if time was slowed the white haired mistress emerged from the vortex of pink energy and rainbow omnilium, her body being materialized as she exited. The last thing to conjure was a gladius which she brought down upon the hulks position. Side stepping the attack, Jorgan double stepped backward as Trixie cartwheeled back onto her feet. Rotating the blade in her right hand she slammed the tip into the ground and grinded to a halt. Looking up through her white hair the newly reincarnated woman adjusted her grip on the blade. A brief crackle of pink energy coursed across her face as her left eye twitched. Her blank white stare was locked on the demonic hulk before her and nothing was going to get in her way this time.

She was going to feed his undead half to his living half.