Chapter 3

ARGH! I'm being serious here! Why can't I just type faster? I have all of these ideas and I can't type fast enough to put them down! It's really frustrating! GAH! Well, hope you aren't scared by my mini rant... D:

It's also kinda hard to write, since English isn't my first language... Hmmm... hindi ko alam...

Anyway! Hope you enjoy this fic :D

MURDER RADIO: GORILLAZ – FEEL GOOD INC.

Chapter 3

Jak followed the counsellor's advice and read over all of the documents. Daxter didn't bother reading the files with Jak, but instead he bought a map of the city and tried memorising the layout. Daxter knew that this would be helpful for Jak to have a personal navigator.

Jak was slightly puzzled as to the hit men's identity. They all mostly wore masks, shown in some of the photographs, which looked as if it was made in silver metal. There were two narrow slits for the eyes, wide enough for them to see, but narrow enough for the outside world to unable to identify. These people wore incredibly casual clothing, ranging from white cargo shorts, simple sport tank tops, sleeveless hoodies and khaki shorts. There were only three of the seven assassins that were identified; the other four remained as an enigma.

Of the three whose identity was discovered, one was female. It wasn't the gender that shocked Jak about this individual, however it was her age.

"Thirteen..." Jak muttered, rubbing his temples. "That can't be right..."

The other two were men in their mid-thirties. To Jak, that would be normal. The thirteen year old girl was more of a shock to Jak. This girl has barely grown out of childhood, if she even had one. No, he thought. A thirteen year old girl working as an assassin... There has to be some kind of mistake...

There was a knock on the bedroom door of Sian's apartment. Jak hastily slammed the document folder closed, startling Daxter a little. The young man shoved the black folder under his bed, away from sight, before quickly running towards the door to open it.

"Hi" Jak said, a little flustered as he opened the door to greet Sian. Sian looked like she was little exhausted, her brows wrinkled together as she tried to ignore the huge headache she was bearing. "Are you okay?"

Sian shook her head, her brown hair was starting become loose from her bun as she moved. "Terrible..." she sighed, stroking the back of her neck in comfort. "Work has been hectic at the office all day after you left. You know how some single women are like... Anyway, I'm about to cook dinner. What would you like, beef or pork for you steak fry?"

"I... uhh... Beef please" Jak turned around. "What you want, Dax?"

"Beef for the stud, thanks" Daxter piped up from the background, folding up the map of the city as he said so.

Sian nodded in acknowledgement. "Okay..." she turned around, disappearing into the hallway, mumbling to herself. Jak could hear the doorbell ring, followed by a call from Nelly saying that she will answer it. He reclined back into the bedroom, leaving the door ajar.

"God, she looks a little worse for wear" Daxter exclaimed as he clambered back on Jak's shoulder. He looked at the time with melancholic eyes. It had just turned six in the evening. "Remind me to never work in an office..."

Jak was about to reach for the folder under his bed again until he heard glasses shattering, followed by shouts of protest. They could hear pattering feet approach their room, so instead Jak pushed the folder further under his bed before standing up. He brushed off his knees with non-existent dust as Nelly burst into their room. She looked scared as she clutched hold of her plush toy in comfort.

"Mummy is shouting again" Nelly said, her voice high pitched and distressed. "Make them stop yelling..."

Daxter stayed with Nelly, comforting her as Jak decided to go and investigate. He walked out of the bedroom slowly, into the hallway and gradually into the living room. Jak peered into the hallways which lead to the lounge, where he could see Sian arguing with a man, whom he was unsure of who he is.

"Lucas, I can't deal with this anymore!" she said, her tone vitriolic. "It feels like I am doing all of the work! I am trying to make this work, Lucas. I am trying hard!"

Lucas leaned to one side, his arms crossed in anger. He was tall, good looking and freshly shaven. He also wore a rather smart suit, black as his hair. His skin tone was almost as pale as his white shirt underneath.

"Sian, you make it out as if I'm doing nothing" he said, his voice low and smooth. "I've been working hard too. I buy you gifts, I've been taking you out, and I even pay the babysitter to look after Nelly while we are gone!"

Sian threw a vase at him, whom had narrowly ducked to avoid being hit. It smashed noisily against the wall.

"THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME!" she cried, shouting at the top of her voice. She closed her eyes as she took in a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "I-it's not about me, Lucas. It's about your attitude to Nelly! All your efforts are going toward keeping Nelly separate from us! I've been trying hard to build bonds for ALL of us! And here you are, trying to break her away from us, ruining all of my hard work!"

"Why are you so troubled over Nelly?" he scoffed.

"Because she needs a father figure!"

"What? So, you're using me? You're just staying with me just so the girl has a male prancing about the place?"

"No! It's not like that! Lucas, I care for you! I care for Nelly! And I just want to make everything fit together, so we can all be happy!"

"Happy?" Lucas pointed at Sian threateningly. "I think you mean fantasy, Sian! All you are working towards is to keep your fantasy of having a happy family scene alive! Nelly isn't even your child!"

Sian paused, taken aback by his crude outburst. "Why..." she suddenly stopped her speech as she noticed her voice became slightly high pitched. Her hand was suddenly raised towards her face as she hastily wiped her eyes. "W-why would you say that, Lucas?"

Jak decided to step in, clearing his throat to make his presence known. Sian and Lucas turned to face Jak, looking at him in surprise. Sian suddenly turned away as she wiped a tear with her palm. Sian returned her weary gaze upon Jak as soon as she stop feeling like crying some more.

"Nelly came into our room" Jak stated as he directed it to Sian. He kept his voice calm and low to try and tone down the mood. "She was frightened when she overheard the both of you"

"Oh no..." Sian gasped as she ran past Jak. Jak stayed in place, not removing his gaze from Lucas.

"Who are you?" Lucas asked crudely, not caring to be polite.

"It doesn't matter" Jak returned, his voice calm and cool. "Those were some pretty harsh words to say to a mother"

Lucas's eyes narrowed. He huffed as he turned around, swiftly walking towards the front door in a rather casual manner. As soon as Jak heard the front door slam shut he advanced back to the bedroom. Sian was carrying Nelly out of the bedroom, proceeding to put a crying Nelly to bed. Sian stopped and turned around to face Jak, mouthing to him 'thank you' before she carried on.

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"Left ahead" Daxter commanded to Jak as he ran at full pelt through the city. "Then the tower block should be in front of ya"

Jak pumped his arms harder as he tried to sprint faster, his new gun bouncing against his back. Jak and Daxter had just been in another meeting with the counsellors. There was hardly anyone on the lower streets as it was raining heavily. They were on the lower part of the city underneath the cloud line. It was quite a stark contrast as Jak originally ran from the higher levels of the city where it was unbearably sunny, to running through the foggy clouds until he descended further down to torrential rain on the lower part of the city.

"AND STOP!" Daxter shouted into Jak's ear. Jak skidded to a halt, breathing heavily to regain his energy. "You have reached your destination, thank you for using the Dax-Dax" he added, imitating the mechanical voice of a sat nav.

They both looked up to the building in front of them. It looked like a warehouse of some sort, the content that this building store Jak and Daxter are unsure of. The rain fell heavily on them, making Jak shiver from the cold.

"So this is where she is last seen then" Jak whispered to Daxter. They walked inside through the backdoor with a special kind of I.D chip which the council had supplied to them, granting them access to almost anywhere within the city. They sneaked inside, creeping in between the towers of crates and boxes around them, searching for their target.

It was the thirteen year old assassin that they were looking for.

They both halted as soon as they heard a faint ruffling sound. Jak cautiously retrieved his new gun from his back. If Jak still had his old gun, the weapon would have loaded itself noisily with a series of loud clicks. This gun however was virtually silent, and the only sound it made was an incredibly faint whoosh. Jak instantly loved this gun for being so quiet.

Daxter tapped Jak's shoulder before pointing ahead, grabbing his attention. There was a black blur between narrow gaps in the boxes. It moved slightly, revealing a girls face through the narrow crack. It matched the photo in the files. It was her. They found the girl.

Jak unintentionally shifted a crate next to him, making a small scraping noise. Quiet as it may be, it wasn't quiet enough as the girl heard it. She saw them and instantly ran, knowing that she is being pursued by the duo. Jak was faster though, and he easily caught up. It was hard to grab though as she kept on making sharp turns between the heavy duty crates in an attempt to dodge them. She jumped out of a window suddenly, smashing the window glass and scattering shards everywhere. She stumbled as she landed outside before she steadied her feet and carried on running down an alleyway. Jak wasn't far behind her and ran at full pelt.

"There's a dead end at the end of the alleyway" Daxter informed, holding tightly onto Jak's shoulder to stop him from being flung off. "She'll be trapped, we've caught her Jak!"

As they turned into the alleyway they found her at the end, screaming and swearing as she encountered the wall at the end of the passage. She turned around and looked at Jak in fear. He got ready to grab her as he neared her shaking form. Daxter pulled out a small beacon, pressing the button at the centre to call for the guards to take her away. It started to beep and they both could hear sirens nearing them.

Just as Jak was about to grab her, she did a chimney jump between the walls of the alley. She chimney jumped higher, grabbing hold of a vent cover. Jak looked up in frustration, cursing to himself. He took out his gun and shot the vent cover before she could clamber inside it. She slipped and fell, Jak catching her at the bottom.

"LET GO OF ME!" she screamed, thrashing wildly and throwing a few wild punches at him. Before her fist could land a punch in Jak's face he swiftly caught it, swinging her hand behind her. He grabbed her other arm and brought it to her back, kicking her feet off the floor so that she would trip on the ground. Jak instantly locked her arms behind her, pressing her front to the ground with his weight so she couldn't move.

"Good job Jak! We caught her!" Daxter cheered as a few security guards suddenly came running down the passageway. They took over Jak, handcuffing her and pulling her towards their police vehicle. Jak stood up, slightly winded as he started brushing dirt and dust off him. The rain started to sting a small cut on his wrist where he accidentally brushed his hand on the jagged edges of the window, a wound that he didn't notice having been inflicted during the short chase.

A guard came up to him, his black heavy-duty uniform indicating that he belonged to the Special Forces.

"Well done, Jak" he congratulated, his cockney accent showing through. "Ta for the help, mate. Bloody 'ard to catchin her. Bit slippery and always dodging ya. Ya did it in good time too, mate!"

"A pleasure" Jak said, wiping rainwater away from his eyes.

"HEY!"

Everyone veered round to face the freshly caught prisoner, who sat on the floor lazily, her head suddenly lolling to the side. The guard talking to Jak ran towards the prisoner, shaking her violently. He looked up at the other guards.

"When did she swallow it?" he asked one of the guards that were holding her, opening her mouth to look inside.

"Just a second ago, it was her necklace pendant" he informed him.

They let go of her, letting her limp body fall on the floor, still and unmoving. Jak and Daxter suddenly became alarmed and ran towards her.

"W-what happened? What did you do to her?" Daxter questioned. His voice was panicky.

"We did nothing" the Special Forces guard said, shutting her eyelids with his hand. "She swallowed a suicide pill. These assassins do not want to be questioned, and their motives are kept secret at all costs"

Jak looked down at her, the sudden squeeze in his stomach dawned on him as he realized that this girl is dead. He couldn't believe it, the whole aspect of being an assassin at her age, and dying willingly for her duty.

A guard lifted her up and placed her at the back of the police car. Another guard looked upon her, shaking his head at the youth. It really worried Jak, how anyone would hire a young girl to kill someone. And then order her to kill herself when caught, which was just too much for Jak to handle.

Maybe there was more to this city than Jak had originally thought.

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Yay! Third chapter! Wow... and it's pretty short... hmm... I better make the next chapter longer to make up for it :D

Yes, some action... and drama... finally! Something interesting! Wahey! Anyway, I might write the next chapter now! I'm really excited about this hahahahaha

Tell me what you think in a review! They really motivate me to write faster ahahahaaha XD