Ohohkay! This was much longer in word...about 2 pages...ugh...new respect for the peoples whose chapters go on forevers... Right, this is Lilly Hawkey, say Hi Lilly.

Lilly: No.

Oh...okay then. D:

There will be lots of OC's in this story, but alas Jak, Daxter (and their buddies) do not belong to me.../sigh.

If they did that horrid thing they called a game would not have come out. You know..dark daxter. *cries*

*sniffle*

Oh well, on with the Chapter!

Chapter 1:

The Walk

Lilly walked through the hallways, her bulky metal armor weighing heavily on her small frame. Her footsteps dragged, a horrid noise of metal scraping metal sounded from her boots hardly lifting from the ground. Today she had prison duty; again she would face the tragedy that dwelled below the surface of Haven city. Hidden here were the dark secrets of Baron Praxis, this supposed ruler had only succeeded in turning this city into one of hopelessness and scum, all while using people for his little "research". She sighed and shifted her shoulders before opening the security doors that protected the site, the guards there simply moved her though after checking her identification. She numbly continued walking, musing on the fact many of the women who were enrolled into the guard ended up here, watching the prison and its inhabitants. She often thought of theories on this reason, finally after going over this many times, she confirmed what she had already guessed to be the answer, deciding on two reasons, the first being they brought the women here to break them of their caring and maternal feelings; the second was so that Commander Erol would have some eye candy to look at. Why else would the female guard have such a different set of uniforms than that of the male population that went onto the streets?

A sudden pinch on her elbow caused her to jump out of her thoughts while spurring about facing the source of the sudden stimulus. It was Jade, the tall blonde smiled crookedly at her friend, seeming to enjoy the fact she had made her jump. Once the shock had worn off Lilly scowled at her friend, giving the glare her best "drop dead" look that she could muster at 6 in the morning, this only caused Jade to laugh so she dropped the face for one that took less energy, blank.

"Well, how is my lil' ray of sunshine today?" Jade's voice seemed to boom in the vast area, to which Lilly only shrugged and continued walking to her designation. This made Jade's face contort into a frown, a look that she rarely wore. Abruptly, she turned and stood in front of the smaller girl, easily towering two feet above her. Her frown broke as she jabbed her two index fingers at the smaller one's face, each into a corner of her mouth forcing her mouth into a twisted smile, "Awe, ain't you the cutest lil' thing! Lil you really should try and smile more, you have nice teeth so you have no reason not to…" she trailed off as Lilly batted away the larger girl's hands. "I don't have that kind of energy in the morning, especially when we have this today." Her hand pointed to the surroundings only to receive a nod from her partner as they began to walk again, their footsteps echoing loudly against their ears.

They were in the quiet part of the prison, the noise buffer. Soon they would be close enough to hear the wails of sorrow followed with a chorus of howls of pain. It wasn't really a prison; these people could be in here for any sort of reason, even the most absurd. So it was more of a containment for those who looked at a guardsman funny, a dark skeleton in Praxis's closet. People went in, but none came out alive...that is, until a few weeks ago.

That event happened when Lilly had almost reached her three year mark of being sworn in with the guard. She had heard the screeching alarms sounding as she approached the building she would be working in that night, jogging slightly with a coiled knot of nervousness in her belly. Lilly had managed to quietly find her way to the back of the building near the ally way where she saw many of her fellow guards. She watched hidden from view as they got slaughtered, by a—an experiment that worked. Worked! She dryly laughed to herself as she darted around a corner to watch the thing revert back into a "normal" being and turn on the elder that he had been, she assumed, protecting. She recognized him as Kor, an old man who often times shared the task of watching a child for the secret organization called The Underground. Speaking of him...Her eyes shifted down to see the young boy clinging to the old man's legs, hiding from the man before them. She sighed in relief at the sight, At least he is safe...

She turned away, her heart pounded in her chest...it was the most shocking thing in her life, not that he, the boy, had transformed before her eyes, but rather that Praxis's insane idea had worked! She shut her eyes tightly attempting to get her heart to stop booming in her ears. He was walking out of the ally right at her, she felt the sudden need to hide, but fought it, bitterly she curled her lip into a snarl confirming to herself she would not be afraid, that is not how she is to act. Standing tall as the boy passed her, deep and angry blue locking with her amber eyes, his muscles tensed at seeing the tattoos around her eyes, preparing for another fight. She knew where he was going...Kor would have pointed him in the direction of the hideout, "Be sure not to miss it...it's hidden well." He blinked as she jabbed a finger into the air at the hideout's general direction. As he walked away she shuddered, the hate rolled off that boy in waves, he was most certainly out for blood tonight and she feared for any stray guards.

Kor came up and patted her forearm, giving her a small smile, "A dangerous one that boy is...I take it you saw?" He turned from her looking to where the boy had disappeared. "Yeah..." the word trailed off and hung in the air, when she realized she was holding her breath. She exhaled and swiftly breathed in the mildew laden air of the slums, which at this point was refreshing to her air deprived lungs. She reached up and rubbed a temple as she looked to the old man beside her, "Torn's gonna love you." Kor turned to face her again, his gray eyes shined in the dimly lit ally, "Me? Oh no dear," he smirked, "I told him to tell Torn that you sent him." Lilly turned to face the old geezer, was he serious? She could imagine it now, how furious the dread head would be, his tattoos would crinkle up and his face would distort as he yelled at her and made her go on shitty missions. Her mouth hung slightly open ready to retort when her comm. Went off, "Hawkeye! You there?" She rolled her eyes sluggishly answering her comm, "Affirmative, Commander Erol" she snarled at the smiling old man as she began to walk away, this was not going to be a good day.

Another pinch, "Hun, you feeling alright? You've been day dreaming a lot lately, you know if the Commander saw you like that who knows what you would be poked with." Lilly's brow furrowed as she attempted to imagine Erol poking her with –No. She thought, no silliness right now, focus. She snorted at her tall friend, "Heh, you'd love to see the look on my face if that happened, no, I was just remembering what happened two weeks ago...You know, when DW:00385 escaped..." She timidly whispered the subject's "name" Jade's smile faded, her chocolate eyes took on a haunted hue, "Lil' don't talk about that...Besides," they walked through the last checkpoint without looking at one another, "They started a new project a week ago and are seeing results..." Lilly looked up at her friend, her deeply tanned skin seemed to be getting pale, "It ain't pretty Lil'..."

Author's corner:

Amg, that was awesome? cool? Horrid...donno...you have to tell me :3 What did you think Lilly?

Lilly: You made me seem like a half-witted child that's timid and afraid.

You're so mean...

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