Jc: ok thank you for the reviews very appreciated. Now here is the second chapter!

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I quickly jolted upwards when I finally gained conscious. I didn't need to look around to find out where I was I knew exactly where. I was in Baron Praxis's jail in Haven City in Jak II. Even though I knew where I was, I was still trying to comprehend it.

How was I here?

The only answer I could come up with was that the old women had something to do with it. Another question came up afterwards. How did she know my name? I saw very clearly her type my entire name and then my entire information.

This freaked me out. Before I could ponder on about this, I knew I was being stared at by someone well many some ones. I always knew when someone was staring at me and if the watchers were talking about me, it's like a sense I gotten in sixth grade when I was (and still am) the target of teasing. I looked around my surroundings now but much more closely.

I was in my own cell with bars in all three sides. The bars were thin but were bunch up close to each other so it was impossible to go through. Behind me was a metal bare wall with a bare metal floor and ceiling to match. I was able to see into other cells that only held one person each. I also noticed that there were cells on top of others. The cells were on top of each other and just kept on going higher. The cells stopped at the ninth floor. I counted from the top and saw that the cells on each floor were fifteen so there were one hundred thirty five cells. I than looked around the inmates and like I predicted they were staring at me. I really hated people staring at me but this was worse since I didn't have a place to hide, not even a desk to sink into.

I just backed up to the wall, slid down, and looked at the floor. I could still feel there gaze upon me and hear the whispers. I looked up slightly and saw across my cell nine cells away was Jak. I could barely see him since I was against the back wall and the inmates block my view. Though I could see, he was also on the back wall looking down. The inmates around him were staring at him too and talking just as my inmates are.

Before I could feel any pity for both of us tons of Krimzon Guards came in. I got scared; I was the only one scared. There were about three dozen guards and to my surprise they opened the cells one by one. The inmates all got in a line of three. Before they got out though they were chained to on their legs and some sort of big metal bracelet was placed on their wrists.

I saw Jak's cell open and Jak didn't look up nor get up. The guard didn't hesitate at grabbing Jak by his collar and literally swung him out of his cell. Jak landed on the hard ground and the same guard went towards him, grabbed him by his back collar, and made him stand up. Once up, the guard put on the bracelet and chained his legs.

Cell after cell, all the inmates were chained, had on bracelets and when a guard came, I didn't hesitate of standing up and being chained. I didn't want to be thrown as Jak had.

Once in the line, I noticed that the guards went up to the higher cells by some high tech elevator. The guards didn't go to the fourth cell as I thought they would though. They only emptied the first three floors. After all three-floor cells were emptied, we had to march somewhere. We walked through narrow halls until the three lines became one. Eventually the line slowed and we only took small steps no longer marching. I was beginning to worry. The first thing that popped in my head was Concentration Camps when Hitler wanted to get rid of all Jews. What if the Baron wanted to empty the cells was sending us to our deaths? My heart began to speed up as I saw that I was getting closer to where apparently the destination was.

My heart sped even faster as I got closer to the doorway that was going to be my death. Suddenly, when I reached it, I was given (very hostile if I must add) a tray and pushed into the large room. I was in a lunchroom! I blinked for a moment and after I realized I was being stared at I quickly went to the nearest empty table. I set my tray down and looked at it. I couldn't tell if it was food… All I had in my tray was a big plump of a green. I poked it with my only utensil; a spoon. I half expected it to move but I didn't instead it had literally growled at me! I let out a small scream, which now got everyone to stare. I quickly grew red and pushed the tray away trying to hide myself with my hair. As I worked on that, I saw Jak pass my table with his green slop and sat at a corner empty table. I wasn't sure whether to go over there. I quickly made up my mind when I saw a group of men go and sit with him. I stayed seated because I was afraid of the men even though I didn't know them at all. Suddenly a women came about twenty came and sat across from me.

"Hmm, you don't seem like the type to even hurt a fly…" the woman observed loudly. I didn't deny that sentence since I was too scared to swat a fly.

"What's your name little girl?" the woman said as if she was interested deeply.

"Um my names Jennifer" I said after I found my voice. The woman smiled as if she was pleased by that name.

"Jennifer eh, that's a unique name around here. In fact I never met anyone name Jennifer in Haven. My name is Chelsea. Now why are you here?"

"Well, I really don't know. I was unconscious and I ended up here." I answered leaving out the fact about the old woman in the alley.

"Good old Baron, he takes in anyone. He took you in and that boy over there" Chelsea said as she looked over her shoulder towards Jak and the men who were talking to Jak, well only one was talking and that was an old looking man. Chelsea focused her attention once more on me.

"You two are the only ones who are youngest ones here. You'll be in this Hell hole longer than, sorry for my French." Chelsea said and then looked at my tray.

"Baron says that he has given us a treat by letting us come here with a dozen of Krimzon guards aiming at your skull."

"Excuse me?" I said warily. I looked around but the only Krimzon guards were five, two at the door and three others on the other walls.

"Don't bother looking sweetheart; the guards that are aiming are high above us somewhere ready to shoot. There are a dozen guards for one prisoner each. Baron won't tolerate those who cause trouble so word to the wise, don't do anything stupid just do as you are told." Chelsea said.

I always did as I was told so I knew that I wouldn't have a gun on my forehead any time at all. We sat there in silence until we had to go back to our cells. As I entered my cell after the march, I saw that Chelsea's cell was across from mine but on the second floor. After we were secured in our cells, we had the chains removed and bracelets those apparently high-rated shockers. The next three floors were heading for their 'lunch' and all that was left for us to do was to just either stand there or sit down. I decided to sit down and think about the entire experience so far.

After a couple of minutes all I had was that I was in jail, I was doomed, and soon to die. The last one made me want to burst into tears. I didn't want to die, especially here! I than began to wonder about my life in the real world. I barely had a family, had no friends, had no support not even from teachers who I have read that were the ones who courage the students to blossom out! How pathetic, not even the teachers saw me as someone. They saw me just like another student who had nowhere to go in life so why bother. I realized that through my entire life I was all alone. I had to have someone that cared but I couldn't think of no one… A couple of minutes passed even further and I realized that I had been thinking about the old woman from the alley for a while. She had known everything about me. She had somehow brought me here but why had she? When I thought that question, I received my first solid answer.

To Live…

Those words were whispers in my mind. I hadn't put them there but I knew the old woman had to. It sounded like her. What did they mean though, to live? It was clear that I was going to die especially with the Dark Warrior Program. That's when I really began to worry… How could I forget the program! I was no channeller! That's the only reason Jak survived that program because he was able to channel the eco! Still he had pain obviously and changes. However, I'm no channeller and I'm most certainly to die! That woman is crazy who ever she is! Why me! I began to sob and I knew everyone around me was looking at me but I didn't care I wanted to go home.

(NeXt DaY)

I had sadly cried myself to sleep, but woke up when I heard a scream. It was very bright but then my eyes adjusted. I looked around to see who had screamed and was praying I hadn't. I than saw who had and it was Jak… I saw that he was holding on his throat and coughing up blood…a lot of blood. I began to get naissance; I wasn't a fan of blood.

I steadied myself and saw a Krimzon guard laughing as Jak continued to cough up. The Krimzon guard walked away and left Jak coughing blood. Finally, he stopped and I guess he had spoken since I saw his lips move and heard a voice in the dead silence.

"The names Jak" Jak said before he passed out. The second he passed out everyone began to murmur to their cellmates next door.

"What happened?" I asked to the guy next to me though it was in a low voice he didn't hear me. I did though hear the story from my other neighbor who was retelling it to others who couldn't see from their positions.

"The boy was looking at the guard and the guard got pissed, he took the boy from his collar and was going to slam the boy's face on the bars but the boy moved and it hit his throat and he began to cough up blood. Afterwards he spoke. Guess he's no longer a mute like he showed us eh?" the man said and I saw that he was one of the men who sat with Jak yesterday. I didn't know what to do so I just went back to my wall and just sat there. At least now I know how Jak got his voice…

Days past, weeks past and eventually months past, Baron took away his gift of letting us eat in a lunchroom since he said we were being spoiled. We still got the slob of green every time and so far the only person who I can say is a friend almost is Chelsea and my neighbor mate whose name was Bill. I was still the pathetic girl except now I spoke more but still less, I still missed home, I still heard the words 'To Live' and I still wondered about that old woman.

I stopped worrying one day though…Every one realized that one by one a prisoner was taken away and would either be brought in dead or not brought in at all… I knew that the Dark Warrior Program was beginning…

(LiNe HeRe)

Jc: hope you liked this chapter even though it was just filler. Please leave a review and the next chapter will be more interesting!