Hello and welcome to the fanfic I constructed. Like in my other fics, I do NOT own Saw. I'm not as awesome as Leigh Whannell and James Wan. I do NOT own the characters except Scarlet Ann(Jillian) Lewis(Kramer). This takes place after the second Saw. Like always, enjoy! :)

**Read Chapter 11..5 because I left it out on accident. It's between 11 and 12**

~Prologue~

Two people were in a small, white room with only a table and two chairs. Cameras were pointed at a young girl along with audio tapes on record. The man sat across from her had a pen and paper in front of him with a cup of water. The man wore a white coat over his nice clothes while Scarlet wore all white with red tinted lipstick stained her lips.

"How are you today Scarlet? You feeling okay?" A man with dark brown hair observed her.

Scarlet sat back in the chair. "I'm feeling okay. You?"

He smiled. "Very well, thank you. Now, I'm going to ask you some questions and get to meet the real Daughter of Jigsaw."

Scarlet rolled her eyes. "Sure, whatever."

"How old are you Miss Kramer?" He asked her.

"Nineteen sir."

"Natural hair color?"

"Light blonde, like it is now."

The man jotted down her answers. "Now, Miss Kramer, can you start from the beginning?" The man asked.

Scarlet slowly blinked her eyes. Her medium length hair draped over her face, only exposing her left eye.

"Am I...am I safe, sir?" She whispered.

He nodded. "Yes you are and please, call me Doctor Miller."

Scarlet nodded. "Okay, Doctor Miller, from the beginning?"

"Yes, when did it all began. You know, working for your father and Mr. Hoffman?" He had his pen ready.

She remained quite for a while. "Can I go back to my room?"

"No, Scarlet. You're doctor isn't ready for you yet. Please, tell us your story." Doctor Miller grew impatient.

Scarlet sighed. "It started on a warm, sunny day after school. My best friend at the time, Bethany Williams, and I talked after school."

Kidnapped

The first thing to know about Scarlet Lewis is that she was adopted. Scarlet actually never knew her real parents or even know if they are alive or not. To Scar, she didn't care. They gave her up and lost complete contact with them vise versa. Scarlet is a A+ senior in High School who does ballet and has a job at a local cafe, near the police station. Scarlet has natural light blonde long hair that went down her back with icy blue eyes. She stood 5"5 without heels and 5"7 with heels. Her adopted parents are Tiffany and Caleb Lewis and she was adopted when she was born. Little does Scarlet know, her life is about to change forever.

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"Bye Scarlet!" Her best friend, Bethany, waved to her as the bus drove away.

"Bye Williams!" She waved back. Scarlet was out of school and was on her way to her job, the local cafe called 'La Rouge Cafe' or 'The Red Cafe'. She started her green jeep and was on her way to work in 5 minutes flat.

She parked her car in the back and walked through the door to the kitchen.

"I'm here Miss Cho." Scarlet smiled at her boss, Beverly Cho. Miss Cho handed her Scar's apron.

"There are people out there, mind if you get those for me?" She smiled.

Scarlet put her hair in a mess bun and inserted a black head band. "Yes ma'am." She grabbed a notepad and a pen then ran to one of her favorite tables.

"Hey, Scarlet!" Detective Kerry waved at her.

Scarlet looked and waved back. "Kerry! How is the salad?"

"Good, thank you." She smiled.

Scarlet sat down with a guy reading a news paper.

"Hello Detective Hoffman." She smiled, poking at his newspaper.

He sat it down and slightly smiled. "Scarlet Lewis, how are you today?"

Scarlet put her elbow on the table, palm up with her head leaning on it. "Exhausting to be honest. Ballet was canceled today so I have extra hours here."

He softly chuckled and took a sip of his coffee. "You still do ballet?"

Hoffman's been a regular customer since she worked here.

"Yea, I have a competition this Saturday. I can't believe it's two days away." She sat up. "Now, can I get you anything?"

"Waitress! Can you take my order over here?" A man yelled a few tables away.

Scarlet rolled her eyes at Mark and turned around to see Special Agent Strahm. "Okay, in a minute." She turned back around. "BLT? Soup? Salads?"

"Geez, what a prick." Hoffman took another sip from his coffee.

Scarlet laughed. "Customers are customers so I can't complain. So, what are you hungry for?"

"Tomato Bisque Soup sounds pleasant."

Scarlet high-fived him. "Awesome, be back in a bit."

She walked over to Strahm and took his order. "Hey." Strahm stopped her.

"Yes Mr. Strahm?" She crossed her arms.

"Please, call me Peter." He smiled warmly.

Scarlet, like Hoffman, didn't like Strahm because of his personality. He was a cop after all but he was always stuck in that case though.

"Okay Peter, what do you need?" She forced a smile.

"How long have you and Hoffman known each other?"

Scarlet shrugged. "A year I guess. Is there something you want to tell me?" Scarlet sat down with him.

"Oh nothing. Thought you were aware of his past, that's all." He sipped on his orange juice.

Scarlet turned around to Hoffman reading the newspaper then back to Peter.

"What's going on with his past and why is it any of our business?" She sat back in the seat.

"It's not, I agree. But your friend, Mark Hoffman, his sister died from a murder by Seth Baxter. Seth went to jail for five years but got out by a technicality. Suspiciously, he was found in a Jigsaw Trap, cut in half by a pendulum. He did what he was supposed to do thus letting him live. We found him with his hands crushed like he was supposed to do to live according to Jigsaw. We found him with his collar free AFTER he was sliced in half."

"What are you implying?" She leaned over the table.

He chuckled. "I'm not implying anything. I'm just letting you know that I have my suspicions."

"Look, I can tell you right now that Mark and I have nothing to do with these stupid Jigsaw Murders. Mark is an honest cop and I have too much of a life to care about that. So, before you accuse people, get your facts straight."

She gave him a smug look, scooted out her chair, and went back to work.

Scarlet looked at the clock that read 10:35. "Quitin' time." Scarlet took off the apron and hung it up on the hook in the kitchen. She let her hair down and walked out the door to her car.

"See you tomorrow Miss Cho." She waved at her.

"Bye Scar, oh and I will only need you to work until seven tomorrow." She said, locking up.

Scar turned around. "Oh thank you. See you then." She smiled

Miss Cho turned the lights off and locked the front door then left.

She walked out the door and to her jeep and started the car. Someone yanked the door open and grabbed Scar's shirt to pull to her to the ground. Scar gasped and laid her eyes on what monstrosity was in front of her. A big bulky man, or so it looked like it, wore a black and red cloak with a pig mask. Scar couldn't breathe because of the wind that was knocked out of her hitting the ground. She quickly fumbled to her feet and ran. "Leave me...alone!" She looked at her arm to see a needle that was thrown at her. She pulled out the needle and threw it on the ground. Scar turned around to the pig mask coming toward her.

"You're...Jigsaw." She lost consciousness. He caught her as she collapsed into him.

He laid her on the ground and another pig mask emerged from the darkness.

The man pulled off his pig mask to revel his face..Mark Hoffman.

The woman peeled her mask off."About time! Get the brat to the holding cell, the special one for her. It's time for Scarlet to meet her real parent." Amanda smirked.