Epilog

Trinity Shang walked through the front door of the restaurant, her curvaceous body being observed by the other occupants. No one dared to make a sound as her white heels clicked and cracked on the linoleum flooring as Trinity waltzed over to the counter. The restaurant went by the simple name of "Zeus", allegedly the name was in reference to the creator, who was a Greek immigrant and had received a dream of the Greek god threatening to kill him if he didn't make the restaurant. But that was only a story told to the press and most onlookers. The true reason behind the name was something much more sinister, as Trinity was about to find out. she ordered just two things: soda, and a single packet of ketchup. Such a request stunned the cashier, for he knew he had to find someway to get her to stay just a little bit longer, otherwise he'd not just lose his job, but his face. all of this reflected in his face, which very quickly shifted from an olive like skin complexion to a milky one, all while his beady eyes fluttered with intensity. Trinity seemed to pay no attention to any of his social ques, as she instead was looking squarely at the counter, and tapping at it rhythmically with her nails. After an uncomfortable amount of time the cashier finally came up with a lie. He claimed that the restaurant had just run out of packets and he would need to get some more before swiftly leaving. Trinity sighed, but even though she sounded quite annoyed. her face seemed to show unfathomable amounts of pure delight! Trinity was handedd a large cup and quickly filled it with ice and no soda. Then, the Asian woman spun over to the nearest table and sat in it. in any other situation her actions would immediately be noticed as odd, but as the men in the restaurant were focused on her body and primed with lust, they hardly even noticed she spun in the first place! Trinity slammed the cup onto the table and began spinning it, over and over, until The restaurant was overwhelmed with the cracks of ice cubes smashing into eachother. This the men did notice, and beads of sweat began to coat their cheeks. after a few moments of uncomfortable silence, a man walked through the door. he wore nothing but a toga and glasses that had small little lightning bolt carved into them. like a fox focusing on a rabbit, The man turned to Trinity and, with blinding speed, jumped over to the opposite side of the table she was at, and plucked the cup from her drink mid-spin. This man was the creator of the Zeus restaurant chain. he went by the name Nicholas Trim, and had constructed the most intricate human trafficking ring known to man! "Excuse me, may I have some of your drink, I am terribly parched." He said, feigning a dry tongue with amazing vocal work he had perfected over his career. Trinity nodded, but not of her own accord. It was as if something had ripped into her nervous system and pinched and prodded at just the right parts to get her to move in that motion. It was those damn glasses. Nicholas knew it, the men in the restaurant knew it as they shielded their eyes, but Trinity was most certainly not familiar with the concept. The glasses were not just good as simple Eyewear but were also a mighty weapon, for it was cursed to allow the wearer to invade the thoughts of those he sees and bend them to his will, of course it had a bit of a problem in that it was only successful in the short term. Nicholas, unaware that water was in the cup leaned back in his chair just enough to get spotted by the concealed camera underneath the counter...the same camera that had been gored right through the middle. Nicholas didn't notice though and he sipped thst drink with earnestness..at first. the instant he swallowed his first gulp of water it clicked into him what it was, and he immediately grew fearful and ripped off the lid. staring into the l cup he was greeted with two ice cubes. "wa...was this full of ice originally?" Trinity nodded again, this time definitely of her free will. The men in the restaurant were now actively worried, and one actively tried to leave, only to run into the cashier, carrying a single packet of ketchup. The two collided and crashed to the ground, crushing the ketchup packet. Trinity blinked away tears at the site of the ruined packet to face the Greek "Very impressive Nicholas" Trinity began, "poisoning certain customers not with the drink itself but the ice cubes within them, and you even record yourself drinking it to throw off suspicion of you being the culprit,
and you do all of this to get your victims docile enough to ship overseas to work in your factories. it is unnecessarily complicated but I admire hard work. its such a shame you're going to die today though."

the Cashier stumbled to his feet, and looked out the window, "Oh my God, dad!" he shoutedat Nicholas. Nicholas didn't want his son just sitting at the window and was about to say something when he was dragged out, with a disturbing scream! Nicholas immediately ran out of the restaurant, and what he saw shattered him to the core. it was his son, his cashier, laying face down in the pavement, flailing about as beautiful women bit into his spine and legs as if they hadn't eaten in weeks! his body finally stopped once all of the women grabbed onto one of his ribs, and after a bit of straining, shattered them with a nice pop and a squish! Nicholas was so caught off guard by the killing. He didn't realize Trinity running at him until it was too late. the last thing he felt were her razor sharp talons as they slammed into his shoulder blades. the last thing he saw was the skin on her face slowly cracking away revealing the most beautiful brown feathers. Then there was nothing. Excited the group of women cleaned themselves of the blood with the soda machine and pranced around the city, one of whichm being Trinity now sporting a hefty pair of glasses...