So, yes this about an OC and is mainly OC centric. But please give it a chance and don't automatically proclaim him a gary-stu. c:

Might be cameos of main characters, plus their might be a cut to what their doing on Earth or what another OC (who will come in later) is doing...I'm figuring the story out as I go so please bear with me...^^;

T for violence, YAY VIOLENCE! Might change if Jack gets TO gory. X3 Plus slight language, but I tried to keep it small.

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Fire and Ice
Prologue~ Prison is Suckish

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Jack's P.O.V.

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...How do I start these things..? Well whatever, I got a journal and pencil for good behavior so I decided to make an auto...whozie ma whatzie...autobiography? Yeah thats it…I think.

So I guess I'll introduce myself. Name's Jack. Vortain, lavender skin, orange eyes...not that you care. Or that anyone is reading. It's not like theirs some demented girl writing this and publishing it to the world right?

Anyway you might want to know that I'm in prison for various murders. Death row and such...plus anger issues. But don't all murderers have anger issues? When I was first brought here everyone looked pretty pissed so it's just my guess…

I'll introduce you to my current life, which might I say, sucks. But it's prison, what'd you expect? My bed is made of steel and has no sheets so it's obviously very cold.

They won't let me out of my cell so my...um, personal toiletry...stuff, is all in here. You'd never guess but it's very awkward having your toilet and bed in the same room.

The food tastes like…no, IS dookie. As all cliché prison food is. Yesterday I got some yellow-green goo….I still have no idea what it was, nor do I wish to know. My guess is vomit and Shlarfnig earwax.

They took away my traditional blood red tee, ash pants, and black buckled boots. Heh heh, alliteration…Oh yeah, not to mention they cut my horns off. I suppose it's common sense but still, it hurts like hell. At least they let me keep my ring…long story on it, I'll tell you about it later. Now they have me in an orange jumpsuit. Surprisingly it really doesn't go with my eyes. But that's not really important…

I spend my days...doing nothing. Seriously, death row SUCKS. If you ever go to jail, make sure you didn't do anything to serious. Other wise they lock you up and don't let you do anything.

Eh, at least I got this pencil and journal...WHICH IS A JOURNEL, NOT A DIARY. Diaries are for wimps. (A/N: Obvious reference is obvious. XD)

I suppose I'll tell you my actual past later. I got lots of stories to tell you. That'll be fun. You better look forward to it…unless your Irken. In that case you can go to hell.

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Extremely short and I know, but it's just the prologue. And if you didn't get the reference its Diary of a Wimpy Kid. XD

Also this is set pre-invasion of Vort (for now X3). So why does Jack hate Irkens if they haven't even done anything yet? You'll just have to wait and seee~X3 READ, REVIEW, REJOICE! XD