A/N This is the re-vamped edition of the story. I haven't worked on it for a while because I was having a problem with getting fan fiction to work, but I'm back and everything is good again. I've fixed some serious errors and made things way better. Obviously, this is going to be told in days, not really in chapters… hope you like it, and please review! (Jak would appreciate it VERY much)

Day One

Jaylie's Point of View

It was remarkably quiet in the palace for once. I paced back and forth, wondering what was going on. Things had been unusually slow... we had no leads anywhere on the Underground. You figured the baron's daughter would know what was going on... but, no. I was passed over for Ashelin every time. She always knew what was happening. Angrily, I sank to my knees with my back against the wall and waited for news.

''Make way.'' Erol barked an order at me, and I got up. I flattened myself against the wall as he and one of the fully armored Krimzon guards walked by. The guard behind him was carrying someone... a small boy. He had to be only sixteen. He had a head of blonde-ish green hair that was spiked up. His eyes were closed... but he was still breathing. They only knocked him out. He was wearing brown sandals and a blue and white tunic, plus a pair of red goggles and some pieces of armor I could see. Frowning, I followed them. For some reason, I felt drawn to this boy.

I watched as Erol placed the boy in one of the empty cells. They were the worst places to be- no beds and certainly no room for movement.

''Who did you capture now?'' I asked quietly.

''Hopefully the last test subject for the Dark Warrior program.'' Erol replied, closing the door.

''He's just a kid…''

''He won't be after the eco treatments. He will either be dead, or our greatest weapon.''

''Erol, do you honestly think that whatever the eco will do to him can be controlled?''

''It's worth a try. You'd do well to stay away from him, Jay.'' He snapped at me.

''Whatever. I hope it works for your sake. the Baron won't be pleased if it fails again.''

''I am aware!'' Erol snarled, walking away. I was left all alone inside the prison now. I sighed deeply, wishing I could change my father's decision to do these horrific experiments. I made my way to my room without another word, feeling disoriented. I looked into the mirror and let out a breath of sadness. I wanted to get away from this awful place.

I let my blonde hair fall out of it's braids and laughed as it poofed out. After brushing through it, I was satisfied with its appearance. My clothes were the usual Krimzon styles I wore... a black corset top over a thin blood red shirt. It revealed my pale skin all the way to my hips, which were covered by tight black pants that had two pouches on the sides for my pistols. I had a silver tattoo swirling around my bellybutton and climbing up my back. It stopped when it reached my shoulders, where it sprouted into two perfect silver wings. my shirt just barely covered the tips of them, which wrapped around my sides and hugged my ribs. My tattoo was different from any other Krimzon guards, because it was what I wanted. For some reason, until Ashelin was born, whatever I wanted, I got.

That night, I crept down into the prison once more, when all of the other guards would be sleeping. The boy's cell was lit up by the small lights attached to the top of the inside of the cell. I smiled softly when I saw he was awake.

The boy's eyes hit mine and I was shocked to see they were ocean blue... a little lighter then mine.

''Hi. I'm the baron's other daughter, Jaylie. You can just call me Jay.'' I waited for him to say something, but he just sat there, staring at me with amazement. I frowned. He didn't really look afraid... confused, maybe. It frustrated me to know what they were going to do to this poor kid. It didn't bug me half as much when it was that older gentlemen, or the girl in her twenties... but this kid was almost my age. This was ridiculous.

''You don't have to be shy. I just want to talk. I'm not like Erol... I won't hurt you.'' I shook my head. The boy frowned and put a hand to his throat. He then made a motion that at first seemed to me like he was gagging, but then I realized what he meant.

''You... can't talk.'' I whispered.

The kid shook his head sadly.

''Have you always been mute?'' I wondered.

He gave me his best thinking face before nodding slowly. I took that as a 'as long as I can remember' sorta deal.

''I'm sorry.'' I said, kneeling beside his cell. This poor boy... he couldn't even talk. They were going to destroy him. How I wished I could've done something-anything-to save him... but I knew that if the Baron found out I was helping his new experiment escape, he would be pissed.

Those blue eyes cried out for help... information... any scrap of information they could get.

''You're in Haven City. My father, Baron Praxis, is the one who wants you here. The guy that knocked you out... the redhead? That was Erol. You know my name...so what's yours?''

The boy scowled, then looked around for something. Suddenly, he stuck his hand outside the cell. I noticed there was a small pile of dirt the guards tracked in when they brought him here. Using his finger, he made impressions in the dirt. When he was done, I looked at the pile to see it spell out a single word- JAK.

''Jak? That's your name?'' I grinned. Jay...and Jak. Strange coincidence. He nodded quickly, smiling for the first time.

''Hey, I'll be right back. I have an idea.'' I raced off to my room, where I found a journal pad. Deleting some previous entries and entering chat mode, I took off down the stairs and back into the prison room. Jak was waiting there, just like I told him to.

''Touch the bottom of the screen and type in what you want to say. We can talk like that.'' I was surprised the pad fit through the large cell bars. He took it from me and waited for me to say something.

''Are you from Haven City?'' I asked, moving closer to the cell and sitting down.

I watched as his fingers moved like lightning across the pad. He handed it over and I frowned as I read it.

I don't know... all I remember is I was at home in my village and we were messing around with some Precursor stuff and then we wound up here.

''Who is 'we'?''

Me, my best friend Daxter, Samos and his daughter Kiera.

''Oh. What are they like?''

Well, Daxter... he isn't human anymore. Long story short, he fell into a vat of dark eco a long time ago and he turned into an Ottsel. We couldn't find a way to change him back after that. He's orange... and fuzzy. Samos is old, but wise. He is the green eco sage. He's helped us through a lot. His daughter, Kiera is an expert when it comes to vehicles. She can fix anything! She's also a very close friend of mine. I wonder where they are now...

''I'm sorry. I hope you find them again.'' I told him.

Me too. Thanks. What do these guys want from me?

''I don't know.'' I lied. I couldn't tell Jak the truth... it would only scare him.

Oh. If you're the Baron's daughter... shouldn't you know?

''No. He has another daughter... and everyone forgets about me. It's all about her.'' I frowned.

I'm sorry...

''It's okay.'' Suddenly, I heard voices. It was Erol! He told me to stay away from Jak... I shouldn't be seen here!

What's going on? Jak typed in one last time.

''I have to go. Erol is coming back and if he saw me here, he would be really mad. I'll come back tomorrow, I promise!'' I said, quickly making an exit.

Finally, I made it back to my room without getting caught. Panting heavily, I set my journal pad down and wiped out his writings.

Softly, I smiled. Maybe I wouldn't have to be alone in this horrible place anymore. Maybe... I had finally found a friend.

Raven's Point of View

The water slums were bustling with activity today. There were plenty of guards out on patrols as usual, but there were so many people to make my way through as I marched onward back to the Underground hideout. I had just completed a mission... and boy, was I tired. Luckily, the guards didn't know up from down when it came to the Underground. I made my way out of the water slums and found my zoomer, still parked right where I left it. I swung my leg over the side and started it up. The engine roared to life loudly and once I was settled, I switched the hover zone so I was up higher and kicked it into gear. I sped away, closer to the dead-end alley that would bring me to Torn.

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the sliding rock door. It moved away to reveal the hallway with stairs. I went straight down them and waited patiently for the other sliding door to part and let me through. Torn was standing over the small round table, pouring over all the maps of the Baron's fortress, his palace, and the Pumping Station.

''Hey. The mission was successful.'' I informed him. He looked up quickly and smirked.

''I knew I could count on you, Raven.''

''On my way there, I overheard a strange conversation between some of the guards...''

''Really?'' Torn asked, seeming interested.

''Yeah. They said something about how the Baron found a new 'subject' today for some project called the Dark Warrior program. They were talking about how some orange rat escaped, but they got the kid. Do you have any idea what it could mean?''

''Hmm... I don't know. It defiantly isn't good, whatever this Dark Warrior program is.'' Torn scowled.

''That's what I thought. What should we do?''

''Go to the fortress. See what information you can dig up. We need all the info we can get on this.''

''Alright. Will do.'' I nodded, getting ready to head back out.

''Hey, Raven!''

''Yeah?''

''Be careful out there.'' Torn warned.

''When have I ever done otherwise?'' I smirked, leaving the hideout.

I got back on my zoomer and headed out for the fortress. Soon, I was parking right beside it. Making sure I had my pistol on me, I entered through the main door.

Carefully, I stalked down the wide hallways. Suddenly, voices started coming towards me. After quickly analyzing the scene, I jumped into the air, grabbed the pipe sticking out of the wall above me and pulled myself on it. Within seconds, I was balancing on the pipe like a tight-rope walker, one foot in front of the other. As fast as the blink of an eye, I walked to the end of the pipe, crouched and jumped onto a ledge above the hallway. Luckily, I was able to grab the edge of it and pull myself up. I stood up on the ledge and flattened myself up against the iron bars nearby while two guards walked on the floor below me.

''Yeah, I heard he's a mute.''

''Aww man, I guess we won't hear any screaming when the injections start.''

''I know, right?''

''The baron's daughter doesn't seem to thrilled with the idea of the Program.''

''Ashelin? Ah, she's a rebel anyway. Everyone knows she hates her father-''

''Not her. The other one.''

''The blonde?''

''Yeah, her. I saw her running back up to her room last night... coming from the prison cell. Nothing good will come out of whatever she did, I can tell you that.''

''Nah, you're too paranoid.''

''Maybe you're right.'' The other guards said as they moved away.

Silently, I moved along the ledge and listened for more conversations. As quick as I could, I headed down another dark hallway. I knew I was only on the second floor... I was so far from the prison cells... like the well-trained assassin I was, I cautiously moved forward. Suddenly, there came a noise behind me. It was a clinking sound... the sound of armor. I whipped around and found myself face-to face with a guard. He grabbed my arm hard and I attempted to pull my pistol out of its pouch, but the guard already had his gun loaded and pointed at my throat. I watched in horror as the tip of the gun pulled out and a needle protruded from it.

''Like it? They're new. These babies can put a prisoner to sleep for hours at a time. You'll be the first one to try it.'' I could hear him sneering behind his red mask.

''No, I won't!'' I hissed, attempting to break free of his grasp. Once I had him distracted, he let go of my hand and I whipped out my pistol.

''Requesting backup. I'm in section two of the fortress.'' He said into the communicator built into his mask. He moved forward slowly, as if he weren't even trying to catch me. That should've been my first clue that he was planning something. Funny, with all of my years of experience... I couldn't read the signs. I bolted forward and used the top of the guard's helmet to vault myself over. I landed on my feet gracefully but I was too late…two more Krimzon guards marched at me, holding their guns aloft. I gasped, but only gripped my pistol tighter. I aimed it for one's heart and completely forgot there was still one behind me... and he recovered from my vault faster then I thought he would. I felt a sudden pain in my back and cried out. Whatever it was stopped shortly as my muscles began to tense all over. It took all of my effort to turn around and see the guard that had caught me only moments ago motioning for the others to close in. I noticed almost immediately that the needle was still attached to his gun... and he had just stabbed me with it. My vision blurred and I felt weak and feverish before sliding to the ground. Darkness enveloped me and the last thing I heard was a comment from a nearby guard that inspired fear in every part of my body.

''One more for the Dark Warrior Program. The Baron will be happy.''