DISCLAIMER: I don't own Vampire Diaries or Jak and Daxter. I only own my OC Fawn Salvatore. So... do not sue me!

Cold, Dead, and in love

Chapter two

THUD!

I landed hard on cement. I normally end up near a field near Strange's place.

"Remember Fawn," Strange told me, "look at your surroundings if you feel like you're not in the right place."

I looked around. Dumpster, stone wall, cement ground... I was in an alleyway. Something told me I overshot a little. That or I wasn't thinking of the correct spot. I turned my suitcase into a backpack and walked out of the alleyway. I saw people, but what they looked like made me think I definitely overshot. Everyone here had long, pointed ears. No one in Strange's dimension looked like that. They all looked like... well... normal humans. Strange, Wong, everyone.

'Okay,' I thought, 'This is DEFINITELY NOT Strange's dimension.'

I sighed and looked around some more, hopefully to get a rough idea as to where I may have ended up. I thought back to this morning. When it was only me and Stefan home. Damon was out who knows where and Zach was at work.

~Flashback~

"Hey sis," Stefan said, as he came into the living room.

"Hey Stef," I said, while hitting the buttons for punch and kick.

"What'cha playing?"

"Jak II," I said.

~Flashback over~

"Wait a minute," I thought.

I looked around, and realized that this was the bizarre where Jak and Dax were gonna meet Kor and the Kid. I somehow must've f-ed up the charm.

'What the hell did I do wrong?' I thought, 'I said the charm right, I gave my loca...'

That's probably where I f-ed up. I was supposed to say "Strangoria" I must've said "Precuria" instead. Precuria is the location charm for the Jak and Dax world that I'm in now, when Strangoria is what I'm supposed to say when I want to go to Strange's dimension.

'Damn it!' I thought, 'That was a real dumb ass move.'

I decided to look around to see if I could find anyone to talk to. Just to see if I was right. I walked a little further and saw two armored men.

'The Krimzon Guard.' I thought, 'Even though they're bad guys, I can at least talk to them.'

I felt a sharp pain in my head, which is something that happens when I'm near someone who isn't a trustworthy individual. But, I ignored the feeling and approached the two guards. Rolling up my sleeves in case I had to fight my way through this. Once my sleeves were up, I noticed my tattoos were showing. I have a snake that takes up my entire left arm, a cross on my right wrist, the House of Mar symbol on the inside of that wrist, and a blue phoenix on my right shoulder.

I got the phoenix tattoo after I met Phoenix Wright. He got my ass out of a tight spot. I was accused of murdering Dahlia Hawthorne. Phoenix knew I was at Strange's at the time of the murder, so he knew it wasn't me. After my innocence was proven, I got the tattoo to honor him for his help. He said he was very touched and was proud to call me family. So I am basically like Wright's little sister. Strange was like a father to me. As was Charles Xavier. I had a lot of father figures growing up. And yet, I still consider each one a father.

"Excuse me," I said, loud enough to attract the attention of the two guards, "could you possibly tell me where I am?"

"Are you lost?" One of the men asked.

"Yeah kind of," I lied, "I fell out of my Hell Cat cruiser and landed here."

I really did know where I was, but I didn't want these two armored assholes to know I did. I didn't want them taking me to the Baron... just yet.

"Well, are you looking for one of your scouts?" the other soldier asked me.

"Uh, my scouts?" I asked, what the hell were they talking about? I then remembered something Scott Summers, aka Cyclops once said to me...

~Flashback~

"Remember to not ask too many questions if you get confused," Cyclops said, "any enemy can see right through. So try to ask at least three or less."

"Yes sir," I said, before running in to battle the Sentinels.

~Flashback over~

"Well," the first guard said breaking me out of my thought, "your tattoos certainly show that you're military status. Are you a Corporal?"

"No," I said, finally understanding, "I am actually a general, haven't got promoted yet."

"I see, so are you?" the second guy asked. I totally forgot about the first question.

"Yeah, the damn rookie probably got lost somewhere. The knucklehead." I said, mixing up just the right amount of annoyance and sincerity.

"Well, good luck finding him general..."

"Heartbleed," I said, trying not to face-palm myself for the name I used.

"Heartbleed eh," the first guy said, "you from the Frontier or something?"

"Yeah," I said, "but I moved to Kras City."

"Ah," the second guard said, "well good luck."

"Thank you comrades." I said.

Well, now that I know I'm right, may as well keep going.