I hope u all like this chapter, i no ive said that a million tyms...oooooooo wells :).

and then the same old stuff like b4.

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Chapter 6

The Wall of Fire

As Torn and I talked, he kinda filled in the gaps since I wasn't there, I eventually found out that the ottsel sitting beside Torn was Tess. She wore the same clothing she did when she was a human but it was ottsel sized and she didn't have any boots anymore. I noticed the sweet banana yellow fur on her cheeks go a slight cherry color, to which I thought was impossible but found out I wasn't because nothing is impossible when it comes to Tess. I turned around on my chair in my black ,with two purple strips on the sides of my legs, leather racing gear that slid smoothly across the leather seat. I noticed why Tess was fuming and I was boycotting on any votes, Daxter was flirting with Teeco…again.

Torn and I looked at each other then back at Tess as her red face was growing more intense. "Um…I think I forgot to feed Graffiti!" I said as I got up and started out the door. "But his food dish is right-"

"Bye!" I cut Torn off as I waved good-bye before I left. A quick sigh escaped my breath as I entered the garage. I looked around and noticed Keira working on one of the larger vehicles. Sparks of rage flustered within me, some being calmed by the soothing light and peaceful thoughts. But that didn't stop me form walking over to her and barking at her like a mad crocadog. "Hello…Keira." I said coldly. A bang came from under the vehicle as Keira slid out from underneath it, rubbing her sore forehead.

"Oh, hey Zoey." Keira said as she grabbed a towel and wiped almost all the grease marks off her face. "How are ya?" she asked, it almost seemed like she had forgiven me, since Jak and I were together…Keira and I never did get along that well.I looked at her a bit puzzled. "I'm…fine." I said as I crossed my arms. "What about you?" I asked with a questionably mixed tone. "Oh I'm just fine, only a tiny bit upset...that's all, nothing to worry about." she concluded as she wiped off her hands. I tilted my head ever so slightly to the side. "Oh? And of what are you upset about?" I asked as I tried to remain on her good side so that I could leak some information out of her.

She sighed and threw the once white towel on the floor as she spoke. "Daddy says I cant race." Keira slammed her foot on the floor to emphasize just how mad she was.

"Really, why?" I asked almost hesitantly.

"Because he thinks 'that a woman's place is in the garage.' But I can race, its just to bad that daddy cant see that."

"Maybe he's just trying to protect you from-"

"Protect me from what? My own life, the one I live and breathe in every day? You call that protection?" Keira raised her voice at me. I held my stoic composure and monotone voice. "No, I don't call that protection." I replied as I slowly closed my eyes. "I call that love." I bowed my head only a fraction at the end of my sentence. "I believe that Samos is only trying to protect what little family he has left." Keira's eyes shot towards me like multiple knives and daggers but didn't penetrate, or effect the deathly emotionless glare I was giving her. Trust me, I can give you the most unemotional glare that it becomes so creepy you have to look away. When I stared at her I could see her eyes fighting and dancing in outrage.

I could see her soul was disturbed but by a number of things, and most of them were irreplaceable. However when she looked into my eyes, they held no emotion, no soul and no life. Fear was soon creeping in on her, closing in…planning to suck all the happiness and her own well being out of her. Her emotions soon turned to a panicked state. "Ugh! that's it, I've had it! I've had it with you and that stupid dog of your's!" she suddenly screamed.

Throwing her monkey wrench at my head, to which I dodged swiftly in an almost ghost like movement, in her frustration. The wrench ended up hitting a glass case that held precious valuables. My eyes darted from the now broken case to her hateful emerald ones quickly. I only sighed "I don't have time for this." I replied simply and turned on my heels, but as I proceeded to walk away and open the door something small, sharp and hard hit the back of my head. Forcing me to turn around and face a very pissed off Keira. "Hey! I'm not done with you!" she barked.

I grabbed my black hat off the table, as I had left it there the day before, and put it on backwards and looked at the ground.

I snorted and shook my head as a small grin crawled its way onto my lips at her momentary bravery. "Who ever said you started it?" I asked as I held my arms against my sides with the palms faced up from a very strange force, or instinct. Almost instantaneously, an intensely sharp and burning pain quickly consumed my hands. I looked down to my right hand to see beautiful light purple, black and deep purple sparks that reminded me of fire. A once small grin now widened as I flexed my hands to have sudden flames in my hands. The intense inside of the flame was black (which was a large portion of the flame) the outside was deep purple and the tips were just highlighted with the faintest of light purple.

My eyes flashed with black and fuschia. "You know what the smartest thing to do in life is?" I asked Keira. I read her soul, and it only spoke of pure fear to me. Her face tried to hid it but was failing with every passing second. She reached for the nearest blunt object she could find, that just happened to be a ratchet. "Never judge a book by its cover!" Kitten grinned.

o.o i wonder how this will go down.

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