<p align=right>Off Camera

It's a sunny day in Los Angeles as Trinity is sitting on her back patio with Tony Thorn manning the grill and his mother sitting across from her. Trinity is holding a bottle of beer as Victoria is holding a cigarette in between her index and middle finger.

"What a beautiful day?" says Tony as he waits for the grill to be ready for the burgers.

Tony had came over earlier than planned but Trinity wasn't going to complain. Felicity had been on the East Coast spending time with her family so Trinity was alone. Victoria takes a few puffs on her cigarette as Trinity props her feet up.

"What are your plans following Blaze of Glory?" asks Tony looking over at Trinity.

"What kind of bullshit question is that," his mother blurts out as Trinity chuckles.

Tony didn't expect his mother to answer as he looked over at her. "It's just a simple question," he defends himself as Trinity plays with her half empty bottle.

As the three of them continue to enjoy the sun, Laura Ingram opens the front door and pokes her head inside. "Trini," she calls out. No answer. "Trini," she calls out again while stepping over the threshold.

Meanwhile, Victoria stands up from her chair as she looks at Trinity and Tony. "I'm getting myself a beer. Do you two want anything?" she inquires. Trinity motions for another bottle as Tony does the same. Victoria nods her head while stepping back into the house. Tony watches his mother enter before stepping away from the grill.

"Why are you silent today?" He asks while leaning over the table. Trinity lifts her head up so her eyes meet his.

"I'm trying to stay focused on the task at hand. I just got a lot of things running through my mind," she answers. Before Tony could respond, a loud scream bellows from inside the house. Trinity immediately jumps up to her feet as Tony stays by the grill. She quickly enters the house and sees Laura hiding behind a chair.

"Who the fuck are you bitch?" questions Victoria as she is holding a butter knife in her hand. Laura is shaking like a chihuahua.

"Laura?" Trinity speaks up as Victoria looks at her.

"You know this bitch," wonders Victoria.

"Yes. She is one of my best friends," replies Trinity as Victoria puts down the knife. Laura stays behind the chair as Victoria looks at Laura.

"You are lucky that Trinity knows you bitch," says Victoria before grabbing two longneck bottles out of the refrigerator. She steps back onto the patio as Trinity closes the door behind her.

"What are you doing here Laura?" asks Trinity as Laura looks at her.

"Who was that crazy woman?" Laura answers with a question of her own.

"Victoria Thorn," answers Trinity. "Are you going to answer my question?" she asks.

"Felicity texted me. She wanted me to check up on you," answers Laura as Trinity shakes her head.

"So that's the only way you come over. I thought I meant more to you than that," retorts Trinity. Laura looks at her before stepping around the chair. She was wearing a low cut shirt with Bermuda shorts.

"You haven't called me either since our one night together," replies Laura. Trinity sighs.

"I'm sorry. I just have been busy," she lies. Trinity hadn't want to talk about the one night stand with Laura. Trinity saw Laura as means to an end. Laura thought it meant something more as Tony pokes his head in the door.

"Trinity, it's time," he says. Trinity nods as Tony steps further into the house. Laura looks confused as Tony smirks.

"I have to go," remarks Trinity as she and Tony head down the hallway. Tony opens a door as the two disappear through it. The scene shifts inside the stairwell as Tony admires the structure of this house. Trinity is still battling some demons as they step onto the basement floor.

"Are you ready for Sam?" he asks as Trinity smirks. They come to big, steel door as she pushes it open with the flick of her wrist. Tony looks inside as Trinity flips on the light. The room is decorated with multiple pictures of Sam Marlowe. A bowl of darts sit on top of a marble table as Tony is impressed.

<p align=right>On Camera

Tony pulls out his cell phone and loads the camera app. Trinity is holding a single dart in her hand as Tony signals her to just begin.

Two years! Two years. I have waited for this opportunity to get my hands on you Samantha Marlowe. You and I once competed in a match that ended in a time limit draw. Do you remember? Of course you don't but I do. I remember I challenged you to another match but you were too afraid to step back into the ring with me. Now, you don't think I am a potential threat. You don't think I am ready for this opportunity.

Trinity tosses the dart through the air as it lands directly into the throat area on one picture.

Sammi, I know you want the world to believe you can adapt to any situation. However, I think you are a fucking liar. I have watched your last few defenses. It took you at least fifteen minutes before you adapted to the submissions count anywhere match. Why did it take you so long to adapt? You sit there on your high horse thinking no one is going to knock you off. Well, I am here to remind you of who I am. I'm not your average bombshell. I have scratched and clawed my way to get where I am. You want to talk about adapting. Bitch, you don't know how to adapt. When I was competing in Japan, I adapted to my surroundings. I have fought in death matches, ladder matches, submission matches and so many others. I'll let you in on a secret. If I didn't want the Roulette championship then I wouldn't have challenged for it.

Trinity picks up another dart and throws it. It flies through the air before landing in between Sam's eyes.

You don't think I'm serious about taking your belt. Did you not see what I've done prior to Blaze of Glory? I humiliated, embarrassed and annihilated three bombshells. I ended Mercedes Lewis' career before it even begun. I don't care how much history you have made in SCW. The fact that you have ducked me proves you are scared. Tony Thorn is the least of your worries. You should worry about me. You should take me seriously. Otherwise, when that bell rings. It won't matter what match type we compete in because it will not matter. Why? Because I'm coming to break you. I'm coming to hurt you. You want to pretend that I ain't a threat. Well, I'll make you look stupid when I slam my foot so hard into your face that your head rolls around the ring. I promise you will be begging the referee to stop the onslaught as I turn you into a Sammi pretzel. Like I said, it don't matter what match it is because I will inflict more pain than you can humanly handle. I'm not above taking the low road to get what I want. I'm not above getting down and dirty. Sam Marlowe had better realize that she is in the fight of her life or it will be a very long night.

Trinity picks up yet another dart but instead of throwing it. She walks across the floor towards the large poster hanging on the punching bag.

Sam, you have no idea what forces you are playing with come Blaze of Glory. My hunger for gold. My desire for success will overshadow your will. My abilities are far superior than yours. I am the fiercest striker in all of SCW. I am one of the best submission specialists on the Bombshell roster. I am ruthless. I am the true FORCE to reckon with come Sunday. Your time as champion is over. The Dragon awakens from her slumber. I won't need luck this Sunday because I'm going to take the Roulette Championship. I will shut the naysayers up. I will make everyone take notice. The Dragon is coming. She will fly above the clouds and rain fire down from heaven. Sammi better hug that belt tight because it will be the last time she holds it.

Trinity slams the dart right into Sam's jaw as Tony stops recording.

"Damn," he says as the scene fades.

 

The scene opens to a dimly lit room as Trinity Jones is holding a sharp dart in her right hand. She doesn't seem to be amused by the choice of opponents for this Climax Control. She flips the dart between her fingers.

Jones: I am fairly surprised that Christian and Mark gave me a match for the go home show before Blaze of Glory. I figured they would have forgotten about me due to me not fitting the status quo. Tony Thorn knew they would try something like this and I finally believe him.

As Trinity moves around the room, the door creeks open as Felicity steps across the threshold.

Oswald: Trini, your sister is here.

Trinity looks at Felicity.

Trinity: Tell her I am busy and that I will call her later.

Oswald: She told me that she won't leave.

Trinity shrugs her shoulders.

Trinity: I have a few things to take care of before I can visit with her. Make her some tea or something.

Felicity looks at her.

Oswald: Since when did I become your personal maid?

Trinity: You are not my maid. I just thought you would be a better host than me.

Felicity nods her head as she turns on her heels. She walks out of the room as Trinity sighs in relief. Trinity then flings one dart into the dart board hanging off the door.

Jones: My third match in a row and its against another talentless hack. This time it's one of the weirdos from the Metal Maniacs. I am shocked Iron Maiden is still employed. I figured she and her partner had slipped back into the rehab center they crawled out of. I'm not sure anyone understands what I want so I guess I will show them.

I want an opportunity to prove myself. I want a challenge for once. Mercedes Lewis, Pandora Barrett and Iron Maiden are not what I have in mind. I deserve to face Sam Marlow. Hell, I could take Alicia Lukas up on her offer for competition. Then again she hides behind her trophy case of championships. Why must people hide who they are huh? Iron Maiden hides the fact she can't wrestler to save her life. She needs violence to sustain her life. That violence will be the reason she lies in a pool of her own blood.

Trinity picks up another dart from inside a fruit bowl. She twirls it in between her fingers while looking at the tip.

Jones: The Dragon wants gold in the worst way. If she has to break every pathetic bombshell on the roster than consider it done. Sam Marlowe will find herself in a world of hurt. Iron Maiden wil be the perfect beacon for my message. She will enter this match looking for the perfect advantage. The only thing she will find is my foot shoved down her fucking throat. I have the momentum and I have the attitude to break you in half. Iron Maiden will find out that sometimes Iron rusts. This week I will crush Iron Maiden. I will make her regret agreeing to this match.

Mark Ward and Christian Underwood had better pay close attention. Why? Because I'm going to prove I deserve a one on one title match. I want Sam Marlowe. I want her in the worst way. Iron Maiden won't be a factor. It's time for the fire to burn in Long Beach.

 <p align=right>Atlanta, Georgia
January 19, 2019
Off Camera

The rain had finally stopped as Trinity Jones is standing next to her light blue sedan. She had been in the parking lot of the First Baptist of Atlanta Cemetery. This is the one day she always made sure to come home to Atlanta. She looks in the rearview mirror checking her hair and makeup before opening the car door. Before stepping out of the car, Trinity reaches behind her, snatches up her sweater and stands up straight. Trinity takes a deep breath while stepping onto the soft green grass. She cautiously walks along the dirt path which cuts through each headstone.

Trinity is calmly walking as the wind is slowly picking up its pace. Her hair is blowing in the breeze as she finally stops and uses her fingers to pull her strands out of her face. Her eyes glance down to see a headstone that reads LEROY JONES. A heavy sigh escapes from Trinity as she quietly kneels down. She rubs her hand across the granite finish as a tear forms in the corner of her eye. "I knew you would show," a voice echoes as Trinity keeps her eyes trained on the headstone. "Not now," replies Trinity as she brushes some dust off the bottom of the headstone.

"Every year you return to visit our little brother's grave. Why is that?" asks the voice as Trinity glances over her shoulder. "August," she murmurs under her breath while curling her lip. "Tabi, why haven't you called?" asks August as Trinity stands back up to her feet. "Do you really think this is the right time?" Trinity returns the question while keeping her back turned on her older sister. "This is the perfect time to discuss you coming back home," August comments while stepping towards her baby sister. Trinity rolls her eyes while looking down at her brother's grave. "I can't do that August," she says. "Besides, I know why you want me home," she points out as August stops in her tracks.

"What are you talking about?" She asks with her right hand rummaging through her long black hair. Trinity turns slightly so her eyes can meet her sister's eyes. "You know exactly what I am talking about. You can't stand it that I am making it on my own," answers Trinity. August shakes her head. "Making it? I've been watching Tabi, you have been nothing but pathetic. How can you lose so many matches? I thought you were a winner. I guess you will always live in my shadow," states August.

The moment those words leave August's mouth, Trinity gets right into her sister's face. "You never did believe in me August. You always thought I'd be the failure. Well guess what, I will get out from under your shadow. I will prove that I am better than you," torts Trinity as August shrugs her shoulder. Trinity shakes her head, walks right past her sister as the scene quietly fades.



<p align=right>Henderson, Nevada
January 22, 2019
On Camera
* REC

"For years I have struggled with finding my own identity away from my family. I have spent months trying to understand just who in the hell Trinity Jones is supposed to be in the grand scheme of things," the voice of Trinity echoes as the scene opens inside an empty warehouse. Sunlight gleams through a panel of glass on the north side of building. A heavy punching bag hangs in the middle of the warehouse as a door on the east side swings open. A pair of black boots glisten in the sunlight as the person slowly makes their way toward the punching bag.

The picture starts to get a little clearer as Trinity Jones is standing a couple feet from the bag as she peels off her black leather jacket. She drapes it over a steel folding chair while pulling out a pair of fingerless gloves.

"If it wasn't for Tony Thorn then I would still be sitting on the bottom rung of the ladder. Despite what people might think, I am looking forward to continuing my dominant performance from Inception 3. I told the world that 2019 was going to be a different year for me but no one wanted to listen. I told everyone that I wasn't the same person from 2018 and no one believed me. The sad part is my own sister doesn't believe in me. I kind of don't blame them. I didn't do anything in my return but I will change that starting this Sunday," starts Trinity as she slips her gloves onto her hands.

After getting them on, she pulls out a few photographs. The first photograph is that of Kate Steele. Trinity glares at the photograph before putting it on to the bag.

"The old a Trinity would congratulate this bitch on a hard fought victory but that would be a ball face lie," says Trinity. She suddenly throws a strong right jab into the bag. Her fist lands directly on Kate's nose.

"Kate, we all know you did absolutely nothing at Inception 3. All you did was hide outside the ring until I did most of the work. I should be the one holding the Golden Briefcase but that's okay. Because we all know you will fail on cue. You will cash it in and blow it. You aren't good enough to beat Dani Weston. You already proved that once before. That briefcase would look better in my hands but that's beside the point," continues Trinity.

Trinity rips the photograph off as parts of Kate's face is left on the bag. She holds up another photograph that resembles Mercedes Lewis. Trinity growls as she places the photograph onto the bag.

"This is really a waste of my talents. Instead of giving me a strong challenge, you give me one woman who enjoys living in the shadows. She stands in the shadow of Crystal Hilton. Mercedes also stands in the shadow of Mercedes Vargas mainly due to her first name. How do I know about shadows? I am constantly reminded that I am living in the shadow of my big sister August Valentine. However I am working very hard to get my own name out there. I am confident that I will out strike you Mercedes.

Mercedes, you did nothing at Inception so what makes you think you can do something on Sunday. I bet you have no clue on what is going to happen. Well let me clue you in Mercedes," she states while cracking her knuckles.

"Unlike Inception 3, there is only me in this match. Which could spell good for you but it also spells bad for you. It's good if you actually come ready for a fight. You have a chance to prove why you belong in SCW. Unfortunately, this Sunday will be bad for you. You are walking into a match where I have more too prove. You see, I must show that I can bounce back from my terrible year. It starts with me knocking your head off. I don't care how good you think you are because I am better. There is a reason I am on a different level than you are. I am the best striker on the roster and when I am focused. I will make you wish this match was never booked.

Climax Control will be your first time on your own. I look forward to making it your worst nightmare. I will break your nose, I will crush your jaw and I will make you anticipate nothing. Just think, with my help I will drag your dead carcass out of the shadows. I will prove that you are nothing more than Crystal's lackey. This is my night. I will fly from the shadows. I will light your ass on fire. Come Climax Control, you will hear my name called and see my hand raised while tiny birds float around your head.

So you best eat all your lucky charms because that's the only way you will have a chance," Trinity says while landing multiple combinations into the bag. The bag starts swinging as Trinity smirks. "ENTER THE DRAGON," she proclaims as the video cuts off.

 <p align=left> On Camera

The scene opens into a windowless room made out of stone and wood. It looks to be a fairly large room with a chandelier dangling in the center with candles lining the outside. A table made out of oak with a granite tabletop is seen in the middle as the door opens and shuts. The sound of boots striking the floor echoes as Trinity Jones walks up to the table. She has a mischievous grin on her face while picking up a picture that belongs to one of her opponents for Inception 3. She places the picture on the wall while doing the exact same thing with the other five. When it was done, Trinity was standing a few feet away with her left hand cupping her chin as her elbow rested on her other arm.

Jones: Excellent

Trinity exclaims as she slowly moves back towards the table. A bowl filled with darts is placed on top as Trinity is swirling the dart in between her fingers. She examines the dart from the handle to the sharp tip. She taps her finger on the end and looks upset. In her mind, the tip wasn't sharp enough. So she decides to sharpening it with a stone block. As she is sharpening the tip, her mind begins to wander back to when she had a very good meeting Tony Thorn.

<p align=right>Flashback
Off Camera

It is December 23rd as Trinity is just getting off the plane at the airport in Cleveland. She looks around before heading towards baggage claim. She gathers her belongings and heads to the rental car place. She pays in cash while getting the keys to a 2018 Kia. Trinity pops the trunk, throws her bags into it, shuts the trunk and gets into the driver's seat. She asks her GPS for directions to Lima, Ohio.

As she pulls out of the parking lot, Felicity Oswald calls her cell phone. "Hey Fee," answers Trinity as she pulls into the right lane on the highway. "Hey Trini, how was the flight?" she asks. "It was alright but I almost strangled a kid," she answers. Felicity goes silent for a minute. "Why would you do such a thing?" she questioned. "Because he kept kicking the back of my seat and his rude mother wasn't doing anything to stop him. So I warned her that I would make him stop and break her arm," says Trinity. Felicity knew Trinity had a very nasty temper. "It's a good thing you kept your cool," says Felicity.

Trinity quickly changed lanes to get out from behind slow people. Felicity was still chatting as Trinity was just listening to her friend ramble. Apparently, a new girl moved into the house next door. According to Felicity, the girl is about 5'6 and has a beautiful tan. Trinity couldn't believe her best friend was trying to set her up. "Felicity, can you stop for a minute? I'm not dating anyone," she proclaims as Felicity sighs through the phone. Felicity knew Trinity was still getting over Claire and that she wasn't really into the whole dating scene right now.  

Trinity sees the exit for Lima, Ohio as Felicity is still chatting up a storm. To be fair, Trinity is doing her fair share of talking. Felicity fully supports Trinity in this new path but she is very leary of Tony. She doesn't want to see her best friend get hurt again. Trinity pulls onto the exit ramp as her GPS is screaming at her. Trinity ignores it as she continues on her journey. "Are you nervous?" asks Felicity. The question takes Trinity by surprise as she takes a minute to think. "No, I've been talking with Tony and we both have the same goal. We want to be the best but my road has many bumps," answers Trinity.

Felicity decides to end the conversation as her not to let Trinity hear the worry in her voice. Trinity tells Felicity she'll be home in a few days. That helped ease the tension but Felicity still didn't trust Tony. The phone clicks as Trinity looks around as she is driving. She turns down a side road while searching for Tony's home. She scrolls through her phone as Tony's number is highlighted. She is about to press call when a house with a wooden fence surrounding it comes into view.

Trinity sighs as she pulls up to the gate. "Name!?" asks the security guard. "Trinity Jones," she replies as the security guard presses a button on his keypad. "You can go on in Ms. Jones," says the guard as Trinity nods her head. She eases pass the gate before rolling down the driveway. Victoria Thorn, Tony's mother, looks out the front window with a cigarette in between her two fingers. "Tony, darling, why is there a fucking car pulling up the damn driveway?" she asks as Tony looks down from his perch on his second floor landing.

Tony peers out of the window and smirks. "Mother, that is the girl we were talking about just a few days ago," answers Tony. Trinity pulls her car behind the silver sedan and turns off the engine. She sits inside her car before stepping out of it. Victoria looks again as her jaw nearly drops to the floor. "How did you bag someone like that my dear boy? She looks like one of those hussies from that one show," she says as Tony slides down the bannister.

Trinity walks up to the large door and stares at the old school door knocker. She uses it to knock on the door. She rubs her hands together as the door swings open. "Hello," she says in a shaky voice. "Hello Dragon," replies Tony as he appears in the doorway. Trinity gulps as she steps over the threshold. Trinity glances over at his mother who hasn't taken her eyes off her. "Who the hell you looking at bitch?" she shouts as Trinity didn't quite expect that. "Mother, be nice to our guest. Dragon, welcome to the Thorn residence," Tony says as he softly places a hand on Trinity's right shoulder.

"Thanks," she replies while keeping her eyes on Victoria. "Would you like a motherfucking camera darling?" she asks sarcastically as Trinity shakes her head. "Then stop staring at me like I'm some meat on display. You keep it up and I'll gouge out your eyes," she warns Trinity as Tony steps in front of her. "Mother, you have no right speaking to my guest like that. I assure you Dragon means you no harm," he says. Trinity nods her head as he whispered something in her ear. "Come with me," he softly says as he leads her up the stairs.

"Better wear a condom. I don't want you making any grandbabies with that slut whore," Victoria calls out as Tony growls back at his mother. Trinity gulps again as she follows him into a dimly lit room. "Wow," she exclaims. "This room is huge," she says turning back to see Tony closing the door. "Your mother doesn't like me," she implies as Tony crosses the room over towards the drink table. "Don't take it personally, she hates everyone equally," Tony replies. "Here," he offers Trinity a glass of whisky as she looks at him. "I didn't put anything in it," he genuinely says as they down their shots.

Trinity finds a small stone chair and sits down. "So what brings you to Lima?" asks Tony. "Remember when you said if I needed anything from you, then I should find you," she answers vaguely. "I do," he responds. "Well, I need your help. I think I've lost my confidence," she sighs while sinking into her chair. Tony shakes his head. "You didn't lose anything Dragon. You just had a string of bad luck due to not utilizing your full potential. That's why I chose you. I knew you had more to offer than most of these women on the roster. You just needed someone who believed in you. I believe in you Dragon," he says as Trinity cocks her head to the side. "Why do you keep calling me Dragon? Almost everyone calls me Trini," she wondered.

Tony smirks. "I call you Dragon so it helps bring out that fire that is burning within your soul. I can see that fire just boiling up and wanting to explode but something inside you is holding it back. So I am calling you that to unleash that fiery beast that lies dormant," he explains. Trinity is listening to every word he says while storing them up. She couldn't believe someone is willing to take a chance on her. The last person do that was her old trainer Dustin Holt. "Do you think I can get it back?" she asks. "That is up to you Dragon. I can only speak that fire out of you. You have to will it to work. You have to show why the bombshells should fear you. This is your chance to break out of that funk," he answers as Trinity stands to her feet. "That's the kind of advice I've been needing. Thank you Thorn," she says with a smirk. Tony nods while walking her back out of the room.

"Did you two do the nasty?" asks his mother. Tony just rolls his eyes as Trinity looks at Victoria. "That's none of your fucking business old woman," she says as Tony laughs. Victoria has a look of shock on her face as Trinity leaves the house.

<p align=right>Back to the present

<p align=left>On Camera

The dart tip was sharp enough as Trinity glances down at the six photographs lining her wall. She is measuring how far she must stand in order to throw accurately. As her feet are set, she glances over at the bowl with five other darts as a smirk forms across her face.

Jones: I admit that 2018 wasn't as great as I would have liked. Outside of Sin City Wrestling, I had limited success winning championships in Italy and Japan but those championships couldn't help fill the void. My goals were left incomplete since my return. One victory just didn't cut it for me. 2018 saw my confidence level drop below sea level and I had no idea how to get it back. Thankfully, I found someone who believed in me. Someone who is willing to say what I need to hear not what I want to hear. Everyone has started righting me off as the weak link or the joke. However, I am here to prove that I am not someone you should take lightly.

Trinity steadies her arm with her hand before bringing her right hand back. She flings the dart towards the first picture which happens to be of Kate Steele. Trinity looks at it before shaking her head.

Jones: 2016 was the last time you saw gold in your hands Kate. 2016 was also the last time anyone gave a fuck about you. Since that time, you have managed to make yourself look like a total idiot with your love life and your battles with Crystal Hilton. Tell me Kate, are you more upset that Crystal is more of a success than you or is it because you knew 2016 was the only year you were good. I heard you Kate. You called me a weak link. You said that I'm just here for a paycheck. That I'm not deserving of this opportunity. This leads me to ask this simple question. Who the fuck are you? Who are you too criticize me when all you have done in the past couple years in SCW is be the stepping stone for all current champions. Let's see, you couldn't beat Dani Weston. You couldn't beat Evie Baang or Sam Marlow. Yet, you say I am weak. Bitch, I nearly beat Evie in my lone match against her. In fact, I almost made her tap out.

You claim I don't put effort into my matches. That's funny seeing how I've watched you compete. If you aren't fighting for something then you check out. You don't bother. While I view each match with the same urgency as I would a championship match. I fight till my last breath. Do you do that Kate? No. All you do is say everyone is going to be Shipwrecked like that's your only way to win. You are nothing more than a walking parasite that needs to be extinguished. Since you want to overlook me, then I will have fun shoving that ladder right up your ass and seeing how much metal comes out of your mouth.

Trinity picks up a second dart and flings it toward the wall. The dart soars through the air as it lands right on the left eye of Mercedes Lewis.

Jones: Mercedes Lewis is one of the newest signees to the SCW bombshell division. On paper, she was shown to have this unmatched potential but when it comes to seeing you in person. I just don't see it. You could have made a statement by being the first one too give Cat Riley her first loss but you couldn't even do that. So how are you going to be climb the ladder against five other competitors. I am certain you will be like Kate and dismiss me because of how my year went last year. Everyone knows 2018 wasn't my best year but I am going to rectify that by being the one who sends you crashing through a table covered with flames. I am coming to hurt people and you are one of them.

Trinity pauses for a minute to pick up a water bottle. She unscrews the lid and takes a large swig. She swallows the water down before picking up a third dart. She looks down at the pictures and flings the dart. Trinity watches as it lands directly inside Apple's opened mouth. Trinity laughs.

Jones: Apple Coren, you and I haven't had the pleasure of meeting before now. I am Trinity Jones. You might have heard of me. You know the submission specialist. The fiercest strike in all of SCW and the one bombshell who has more to prove than anyone else. Now, I am well aware of who you are Apple. I have seen your matches and I am quite impressed on how you blow every championship opportunity you manage to obtain. I thought my track record was bad but you dear take the damn cake. You have tried every which way to get yourself a championship match but each time you fail. Why is that? Is it because you talk a good game but can't back it up? Is it because your just not ready for that kind of commitment? Is it because you underestimate everyone because you are still damn rookie? No matter the reasons, you are still going to choke in this match. There are three of us who could win this entire thing and three of us who will find a way to choke. I am saying you are one of those choke artists Apple. I envision you taking a mouthful of ladder and possibly other metal products.

Another dart is flung through the air as it lands in between Mercedes Vargas' eyes.

Jones: What can I say about Mercedes Vargas? She is a hall of famer. She is a multi time champion here in SCW and she is someone who loves speaking in statistics. It's almost like she lives to spew out ridiculous numbers just so she sounds smart. When all reality, it's to mask her own insecurities. She is a lot like Alicia Lukas where she spews out all she has accomplished but fails to mention what she has done recently. Recently, she beat Sierra Williams and Ella Singleton in a triple threat match. She did look good but then again she had talented wrestlers carry her through that match. Like Pandora said, Mercedes is well past her prime and should just leave with her dignity in tact. Otherwise, I will enjoy breaking every bone in her body. Why? Because I can. She will write me off because I couldn't win a match in 2018. You know what I say, that was then and this is now. I'm not going to be stupid and say this is MY year like most people would do. I'm just going to unleash hell on everyone who crosses my path.

Trinity is holding the fifth dart in her hand. She stares down the small body while seeing the other darts. Trinity decides to fling the dart as it flies through the air and lands directly into Pandora Barrett.

Jones: Pandora Barrett, the newest flavor of the week. You have been the most impressive out of the five in this match. You have beaten some pretty big names but this is your first ladder match in SCW. While you may possess the talent and skills, I also possess those same skills. However I am more determined to prove everybody wrong. I am driven to prove that 2018 was just me working out the ring rust. I am coming into this match with more fire than ever. Pandora, I look forward to your challenge but make no mistake. I will hurt you like I hurt everyone else. I will treat you like everyone else. I will show you why I am someone you shouldn't overlook no matter how hard you train. I train that much harder. I strike harder. I hit faster and I will utilize the ladder as my own personal battering ram.

Trinity looks at the final dart but doesn't pick it up.

Jones: The Golden Briefcase is mine. I will do whatever it takes to secure it. If I have to bleed then I'll do it. If I have to fight through pain then I will do it. If I must knock every bitch in this match out then consider it done. I'm not afraid to go beyond my limits. I am confident in my abilities and my experience when it comes to ladder matches. I have only lost one ladder match in my career and I will not lose another one. Five women while go through hell but only one will walk through the flames. Five will fight but only one will survive. This is my night. Inception 3 is my road to redemption. No one will stand in my way. The Dragon is coming to burn everyone. So beware as we prepare the way. I will be a champion 2019 and that Golden Briefcase is my ticket. So good luck bitches because you are going to need it.

Trinity stares at the pictures before turning on her heels to walk out of her large room. Tony Thorn can be seen standing in the doorway as the scene fades.

 

Former Honor Hardcore Tag Team Champion and SCW alum Jordan Monroe makes a surprise appearance as she is smiling from ear to ear. She is joined by her sister Helen and girlfriend Ericka. They are greeting Airmen while also chatting with some SCU backstage hands.  

 Off Camera

A car can be seen strolling through the neighborhood where Trinity is currently living in. Two children are walking on the sidewalk with their book bags dangling off their shoulders. The windows show tree limbs swaying in the small breeze as the car comes to a soft stop at the stop sign. The driver of the car isn't easily seen due to the tint of the windows. The car starts rolling again as an old man is seen holding a green hose in his hand as he waters his wife's plants.

The car slows up as it tries to find the three bedroom home of Trinity. A door opens as a brunette steps out wearing yoga tights and a beige tank top. Her hair is tossed up into a messy bun as the passenger window rolls down. "Hey girl," the voice shouts from the driver's seat. Trinity lifts her head as the sun glares in her hazel eyes. She moves to place her hand over her eyes as a soft smile appears on her face.

"What you doin' Britt?" Trinity asks as she waves toward the car. The driver puts it into reverse, backs up an inch, then turns into the driveway. The driver parks behind a blue convertible as Trinity is standing on her lawn. The driver's side door opens as a left riding boot touches the ground followed by a right riding boot. Golden locks gleam from the sun as Trinity shakes her head.

The driver closes the door as her reflection shows Honor Wrestling alumni Brittany Olson standing by her 2008 Chevy Malibu. Her blue eyes are covered by dark sunglasses as she looks through the tint and smiles at her old friend in Trinity. "It's been a long time Britt," says Trinity. "You can say that again Taby," replies Brittany.

Trinity chuckles as Brittany was one of a few people who elected to call Trinity by her giving nickname of Taby. The two embrace in a solid hug as Brittany looks at the exterior of Trinity's new home in downtown Los Angeles, California. "I love what you have done with the place," she says with a smile. Trinity just grunts as she walks toward the front door.

"I didn't do anything but change the color from that cream to a light red," answers Taby as she opens the door. Brittany enters first, kicks off her shoes and heads toward the kitchen. Trinity follows her while gripping her mail in her hand. "So you doing anything for Halloween," wonders Britt. Trinity tosses some of the junk mail onto the far counter as she shrugs her shoulders. "Before I can think of doing anything, I have to teach this Aussie bitch with some ego trip a lesson in respect," answers Trinity. Brittany looks at her with a blank stare. "That sounds like fun," says Brittany.

"What about you Britt? Are you missing the ring?" questions Trinity as she leans against the counter top. Brittany leans across the island as she lets out a sigh. "I'm still trying to rack my brain around the merger but I'm going to be fine. I have a few opportunities with Birdcage Wrestling and Clash Wrestling. I'm more concerned about you," answers Brittany.
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The words from Brittany just lingers as Trinity stares off into a distance. Her mind begins to run in so many different directions.

Concern? Why are so many of my friends concerned for me? Do they think I am just going to snap and commence a killing spree? Ever since my return to Sin City Wrestling, I have been given everything from lectures to sarcastic words of encouragement. No one seems to be sincere enough with what they have to say.

Just take last week as an example. I'm the only one who was focused but yet I once again get treated like some outsider. Sam Marlowe is one lucky bitch. She has yet another title opportunity while I am still searching for my lone rematch. I mean what do I have to do. Do I need to throw a bitch fit like Veronica Taylor? Do I need to demand title shots like Jessie Salco? Or should I just feel entitled like most of the pathetic women on the roster. No one wants to bust their ass for the reward anymore. They just expect everything to be handed to them.

I.......
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Off Camera

"Earth to Taby," says Brittany as she is standing beside Trinity while waving her hand in front of her face. Trinity is still staring off into space as Brittany snaps her fingers together. The snapping seems to do the trick as she shakes her head. "Hey, everything alright," wonders Brittany with a concern look on her face. Trinity nods her head as Felicity walks into the room.

Trinity is still trying to gain her composure as Felicity looks at Brittany. Brittany holds up her hand as Felicity walks closer to them. "What's going on in here?" She questions with a hint of anger in her voice. It's more towards Felicity as she hasn't been able to trust Brittany after she left Trinity alone four years ago. "Nothing is going on," says Brittany. "Uh-huh," mumbles Felicity. She places a hand underneath Trinity's chin as Brittany looks at her. "Nothing happened," repeats Brittany.

Felicity ignores this as she looks directly into Trinity's eyes. "Did you have it again?" she asks as Trinity nods her head. "Did she have what?" questions a confused Brittany. Felicity turns her head towards Brittany. Brittany looks at her as Trinity slowly begins to take some deep breaths. "This no longer concerns you Brittany," says Felicity. "Bullshit," shouts Brittany as she crosses her arms in front of her chest.

Felicity looks back at Trinity. "Do want to head to the back room?" asks Felicity as Trinity nods her head. Without saying anything more, Felicity helps Trinity walk towards the back room as Brittany just looks on with more confusion filling her face.
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The door opens up as a video camera is set up in the middle of the room. The lights are set in the right areas as Felicity moves toward the camera. She looks it over to make sure nothing is wrong with it. As she is doing this, Trinity is standing in the closet looking at the many different leather jackets hanging inside it. She pulls down a dark purple leather jacket, tosses it over the back of a small metal chair and moves toward the drawer. She opens the bottom drawer where her jeans are located and she pulls out a pair with holes in both knees. She then pulls out a t-shirt as Felicity looks over at her.

Felicity nods her head as Trinity quickly changes her outfit. She pops the collar on her leather jacket before stepping in front of the camera. She takes a minute to collect her thoughts as Felicity hovers her finger over the record button. Trinity gives her a signal as she presses the button.

Halloween. The one holiday where people can dress up in whatever they want just to relive their childhood. Halloween is also the time where we as humans lose our minds while watching a slasher film that we probably have seen a thousand times. There is just something about scaring the shit out of people that makes me happy. However, there are some who probably think they are scary.

I'm sure Twisted Sister is enjoying this time of the month because she can finally be amongst her own kind. She is a raving lunatic but no one truly gives a crap about her anyway. I mean she does mind her own business unless that business involves her. I know this will sound so strange but Evie Baang could learn a thing or two from Twisted Sister.

Like for example, sticking your nose in my business when it had nothing to do with you. When I first made my open challenge, I wanted to work my way up the ladder toward a championship opportunity. It's amazing how you think I was just using that to challenge you. What? Do you really need the attention that badly? Are you worried because Dani Weston is the better Aussie that you will soon be an after thought? Or is it because you feel that you're getting overshadowed by your own husband?

Trinity chuckles a little while running her fingers through her hair.

I do understand where you are coming from Evie. I have been working my ass off to try and keep myself from getting swept up with jealousy. Before you go off, let me make this clear. I am by no means jealous of you because one I wouldn't want to marry Ben Jordan since he isn't my type. Second, I don't need a relationship to define who I am as a person or as a professional. Now you, I can tell you need that relationship because without there is no real reason for you to keep going on.

I bet you wouldn't even give two shits on being the roulette champion if that relationship ever goes sour. Who would you blame? Would you blame yourself? No. Based on your past experiences with men, you blame your problems on everyone else. Like how you blame me for being annoying but you should be thanking me. Before this ordeal, no one was really talking about Evie Baang. In fact, you had become irrelevant since my return. Mainly because you have become so complacent with your role. You haven't tried to get noticed. You were more than happy to hide in the background.

That was until your ego thought I was challenging you. After a few weeks, I have changed my mind. At first, I didn't want to challenge you until I was ready but seeing how you demanded this special challenge with me. I should return the favor by questioning your motives. If you were a true fighting champion then you would put that strap on the line this week. Once again, you are anything but a fighting champion. I know you think this is going to be an easy victory because I'm not on your level. That is according to you.

Trinity changes her stance.

According to me, I am anything but a cake walk. If you want to beat me then you will earn it. However you had better pay close attention to all the preview match write ups because they understand just how tough I am inside the ring. I am a beast. I don't give up. I never quit. You may knock me down but I will get right back up. When I do, I will strike with multiple strikes that will leave you speechless.

If my strikes don't get you, then my ability of turning you into a human pretzel will get you. Reading your bio, I know wrestlers who wrestle with a submission style is your Achilles heel. So I really hope you thought this one through otherwise you could be seeing me at High Stakes as well as Sam Marlowe. However I know that anything can happen in SCW so I am prepared for anything. The Scooby gang won't even be able to solve the mystery to why you underestimated one of the most dangerous strikers on the roster.

You will need a miracle to survive the onslaught that I deliver. I doubt you can match my heart, my determination and my dedication to this company. You have no idea what I am capable when inside the ring. You may have seen my last few matches but know that pales in comparison to what I plan to do to you.

You see, you might think this is going to be another dreamy night for you. You probably already picture yourself standing over me. However, the reality will be me standing over you. That will be your Halloween Nightmare.

 

Sunlight peaks through the dark curtains of Trinity Jones' fourth floor apartment in downtown Los Angeles, California. She was lying face down in the fluffy while white satin sheets cover her half naked body. Her bedroom door cracks open just a smidge as Felicity pokes her head inside.

"Taby," she says softly.

A heavy grunt escapes from Trinity as the pillow muffles most of the sound. Felicity opens the door a little wider and sticks her left foot inside.

"Taby, are you awake?" she calmly asks.

"Greaksjiolsjh," grumbles Trinity as she turns her head to see her best friend standing next to the bed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that," says Felicity with a slight grin on her lips.

"You had better have a good reason for waking me Fee," replies Trinity.

Felicity takes a minute to think before placing her hand on top of her other hand and setting them in front of her.

"Your sister is here to see you," she says.

Trinity slowly lifts herself up onto her elbows as her hair falls over her left shoulder.

"Which one," wonders Trinity as she dips her head a bit while stretching her neck.

"August?" answers with a quizzical look on her face.

Trinity sighs.

"Show her in," she says.

Felicity nodded her head, turned on her heels and headed for the door. Trinity falls back onto the bed, rolls on her back and flings the sheets off her body. Just she is about to swing her legs over, her sister walks in carrying a briefcase.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything Tabitha," says August.

"What do you want August?" asks Trinity.

August shakes her head.

"What no pleasantries?" responds August as she fiddles with the locks on the briefcase.

Trinity rolls her eyes. "Come on August, we have never been the kind of sisters who express our feelings. Now why are you here?" she answers with a new question.

The locks pop up as August opens the briefcase and pulls out a Manila envelope. She turns toward her sister with the folder in her hand. "I have a job for you," says August.

Trinity looks at the envelope then back at her sister. Her eyebrow rises a little as she crosses her arms in front of her chest. "You know I am out of that kind of business," retorts Trinity.

"I don't think you are since most of your earthly possessions were destroyed," says August.

Trinity opens her mouth to respond but stops as memories of watching the lava burning her Maui home. She remembers standing outside just helpless to stop the raging flames from completely engulfing everything. She sank down in a nearby chair as a flood of tears just fell from her eyes. August walks over toward her sister and dangles the envelope in front of her sister.

"You still have a place with us," she says with a smirk.

Trinity lifts her head up while eyeing her sister. She couldn't go back to that life. It nearly destroyed her the last time she helped her sister.

"Can I think about it?" she asks August.

August nods her head. "Take as much time as you need," she answers.

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Several hours had passed since Trinity was visited by her sister as the job offer was weighing on her mind. She was resting after a few sets of burpees, squats, and ab crunches. Sweat was beating down her face, chest and back as Trinity reflected on her first on Climax Control since her return.

"This is going to be a wild match. On one hand you have a woman who feels as if this country owes her something because she is a refugee. While on the other hand, you got me. Now I am not going to say the loss at Violent Conduct didn't sting. Because it did. It stung worse than a wasp stinging me on my ass. I thought I had it but Seleana did what I wanted her to do. She brought the fight and proved me wrong, I must say that is hard to do.

What was even more impressive was she used my own style against me. After that match, I had to sit in my dressing room and reflect on where I wanted to go. Did I want to remain someone who just lived in the middle of the road without ever leaving? Or did I want to burst through that glass ceiling and finally take my place as a legitimate threat to any champion.

Now I have you Parand talking down to me like I'm just someone who should have stayed gone. You say I wasn't successful in my first run. Why? Because I didn't when championships. The fact that everyone knows who I am means I must of done something to be remembered. What have you done since joining SCW? Have you made yourself noticed? Have you made it where people will remember you if you were to leave?

I don't think you have any idea on who I am and that is going to hurt you. You see I am someone who takes losses and learns from them. I know not to take any opponent for granted but I also know that I am more than capable of turning your greatest weapon against you. You see Parand, I am better than ever and that isn't something you want to hear from me.

I am looking to prove that what happened at Violent Conduct was jus ring rust. I promise you that my skills are very much on point and I am looking to showcase everything that I have been working on to prove it. So bring everything you got Parand. Let's make this a match that should be hard to follow. Let's rock the place. But let's not forget. I am going to be the one walking out with my hand raised.

The only thing you are going to remember hearing after our encounter is me saying ENTER THE DRAGON.

 A video showing Trinity Jones working out in her dojo in Maui, appears on the screens as the sound of heavy grunting can be heard. As the video progresses, she stops and looks toward the camera.

"Hello Sin City Wrestling, it's been a while huh. I remember my last run here didn't really end like I wanted it to and thanks be to Mark and Christian. I get another chance but apparently my opponent already knows what is going to escape my mouth before I even say it. Which is really bad in her part. Because if she took the time to know who I am then she would know that I respect everyone who steps into the ring with me,"

Trinity takes a brief moment to catch her breath.

"I don't care what is going on in your personal life Seleana. Because I got a shitstorm of my own to deal with but if you think I'm taking you lightly then you made a second mistake. I know that you have a slight advantage over me due to more ring time under your belt. You obviously have skills otherwise Mark wouldn't keep you around. However, you are entering my domain once that bell rings. Like the people say, I am a strong striker and very good in the submission game. However, I can adapt to my opponent as well. I can do whatever you can do. I'm not better. I'm just more experienced and that's where I have the edge.

So Seleana, I want you to bring your A game because it will make this match worthwhile otherwise it will be a short one for you. See ya soon and Beware The Dragon."

The video cuts out as Trinity resumes her training.

 <p align=right>Maui, Hawaii
Teaching Claire to surf
Off Camera

After High Stakes 6 concluded, Trinity Jones left Australia with her new girlfriend Claire. They had been dating for a few days but they were already inseparable. With a week off, Trinity had time to spend with Claire in her hometown. It’s around 8 in the morning as Claire is standing near the front counter of Trinity’s Surf Shop.

“When we hitting the waves?” asks Claire as Trinity does a few bookkeeping things. She glances up with a smile on her face.

“Patience my dear, you must learn to crawl before you can walk,” answers Trinity as Claire looks at her.

“Could you not sound so cryptic even though that makes you super hot,” comments Claire.

Trinity chuckles as she closes the expense book. She walks around the counter, gives Claire a smack on the ass before kissing her.

“I have to teach you the basics. Surfing isn’t as easy as people on TV make it out to be,” says Trinity as Claire chuckles.

“Guess you are right,” says Claire as Trinity walks toward the wall that holds her best surfboards. “Pick one,” she insists.

Claire picks one out as Trinity picks her board out. Trinity nods as the two ladies walk out of the shop. They walk a few feet away as Trinity pulls out a bottle of sunscreen. Claire smirks as Trinity knows the sun in Hawaii is much hotter than anywhere else because of the lack of protection.

Trinity squirts some into her hands and rubs them all over Claire’s body. No words were spoken as Claire let Trini touch her. Afterward, Trini begins the surfing lesson.

<p align=right>Osaka, Japan
Claire’s birthday
Off Camera

A few days have passed since Claire began surfing. Ever since the first lesson, she has enjoyed surfing. As part of a deal, Trinity had to return to Japan to celebrate Claire’s birthday. It wasn’t easy since Trinity spent most of her life terrorizing this country. As Trinity is standing on a street corner Osaka, Claire steps next to her and takes her hand.

“I can’t believe I am here,” says Trinity. Her words trembled in her voice as she spoke.

“I wanted you here babe and I promise nothing is going to happen,” replies Claire.

“How can you be so sure?” asks Trini.

“Because I won’t let it,” answers Claire as she kisses Trinity on the lips. Trinity returns the kiss as they continue to walk through Osaka.

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When I first came to Sin City Wrestling, I made a promise to myself that no one would make a fool out of me. I managed to keep my promise thus far but this Sunday my promise will be tested. Alice Knight, the newest flavor of the month, has decreed that everyone must wear silly dresses and masks.

I am all for entertaining the masses but you are really grasping at straws if you think I’m going to participate in this childish game. I didn’t come to SCW to be some pin up model. I came to prove that I am the very best inside that ring. I know my last three outings didn’t go as planned. It’s like they say, can’t win them all. However I will win on Sunday. Not because I want to be some stupid princess but because I am a fighter.

Valora Thomas and myself come from similar backgrounds. We both have a lot to prove but that’s as far as the comparison goes. In the beginning, she started out strong then reality kicked in. I’m not denying her skills but I am going to put those skills to the test. I want to see if she truly wants to be in that ring. I want to see if she can without a doubt win the big one. I doubt it.

One woman who probably loves dressing up is Amy-Jayne. A woman who has spent most of her career on her back. I don’t even remember the last time she won a match. Does anyone? I am pleased to be fighting. I am overjoyed to compete in Arizona. I am prepared to give the SCW Nation the fight they’ve craved since High Stakes.

The only difference is that I’ll be the one who leaves you both hung out to dry. This is my night and I aim to prove that facing The Dragon is bad for your health. As for you Alice, you will lean a painful truth. That truth being A DRAGON doesn’t play dress up.

 
<p align=right>Uninvited Guest Part One
Off Camera

Last time Trinity Jones was seen on Climax Control, she was upset over the way how the bombshell Roulette championship match against Sam Marlowe ended. In her mind, nothing was resolved and she wanted another crack at Sam. Before that can happen, she is scheduled to face off against new bombshell Alice Knight.

When the match was announced, Trinity was sitting inside her beach house in Maui. Her feet were curled up underneath her as Hawaii Five 0 was playing on her television. Her hair was done in a French braid as her German shepherd Danno is laying beside her.

"I love this show," she says while stroking her fingers through his fur.

Arf

Danno barks as Trinity continues to stroke his fur. Her attention remains on the show until Danno lifts his head up. The sudden movement causes her to turn her head slowly. Her left hand moved from the television remote towards the small drawer attached to the end table next to the couch.

"What is it boy?" she asks.

Tiny footsteps echo up the walk as Danno gets off the couch. He stands in a fighting stance as her hands open the drawer.

Arf, Arf

Danno starts barking louder as Trinity pulls out a small Sig Sauer from the drawer. She checks the magazine before sliding the stock back. She keeps it pointing at the floor while standing up.

"That's a good boy," she says.

A small growl comes from him, as she hears three knocks on her door.

"Who is it?" she calls out while slowly making her way across the floor. Danno remains in his stance as the knocks continue. "You have three seconds to give me an answer," she orders.

"That gun won't be necessary Lieutenant," says a voice behind the door.

Trinity's eyes widen as she quickly opens the door as a middle aged Japanese man is standing on her front step.

"Hello Dragonrana," says the Japanese man.

"Chung," she replies as a look of shock creeps across her face while she takes a step back.

<p align=right>On Dragon's wings
On camera

On the south side of Sydney is a local gym where Trinity is busy training with her friend Laura as Felicity is sitting on the side talking with her boyfriend. Laura throws a few right jabs which are blocked by Trinity with ease.

"You ready for Alice?" asks Laura.

"After my last match, I'm ready to take on anyone until I can get my second chance against Sam Marlowe," answers Trinity.

"What about Alice?" asks Laura.

"What about her?" questions Trinity.

"Are you ready for her?" asks Laura.

Trinity throws Laura over her shoulder before placing her knee into Laura's arm pit.

"Does this answer your question Laura? Alice Knight is a talented woman but she isn't the one who was screwed. Her second match in SCW will end like her first. I don't understand why I have to face this newbie anyway. I get it. She needs competition but I deserve something more," answers Trinity.

Laura winces as Trinity transitions into an arm bar.

"I know Alice is holding Christian Underwood's credit card but that's not going to help her. I don't care how she gets around or who she comes in contact with. All I care about is taking her down and making her feel my pain. No amount of money can protect her from the hell I plan on bringing to her. Her skills are nothing compared to mine," she continues*

"Are you going to let me go?" asks Laura.

Trinity looks down as she lets go of Laura's arm.

"I'm sorry Laura. I'm just so frustrated that I have to do what I did to Bobbie Dahl. I'm going to make Alice Knight do what Sam Marlowe would have done. This match isn't about me being rusty. It's about Alice getting knocked onto her ass. Alice this isn't personal but you will get dragged out on the wings of THE DRAGON," says Trinity as she walks way.