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Relief relaxed my body, he hadn't abandoned me at all. I smiled and hugged him tightly.

"I thought you had left."I whispered.
"Ha, like I could! You're so needy."Jesse teased, poking the end of my nose. I glared, but still smiled at him. I quickly explained what had happened with lots of unneeded hand gestures.

"I leave for a few days and you get yourself throw into jail. Typical."Jesse said, resting a clawed hand onto my head."The good thing is that with that weird ass fish you prototyped me with, I now know where the house is and how to get to it. It'll take a few days to get there though, I'll bring back some more of that Pepsi oxygen for you so that you can come back. It'll just...take some time is all. A week at least." I rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Do you promise, really, truly promise, that you will come back for me?"I asked, searching his eyes.

"I really, truly promise that I will come back for you. Just don't die when I'm gone."And then he was gone. No light, no fairy dust, no poof, just disappeared like a ghost. I laid back down on the springs and foam, staring up at a bleak stone ceiling. My stomach unleashed a roar, grimacing, I put a hand over it in hopes of silencing it. It continued it's protests for food through my splayed fingers. I grabbed the Ultimate Computer, sliding out the top screen to reveal another thin screen beneath it. The two screens fused together to become one, large monitor.

My fingers flew over the screen in a series of taps, slides, and flourishes. I opened up "My Computer", curious to see how much the memory had gone up. I had combined three computers into one after all. I had 286 GB before but the number had tripled to 710 gigs. I smiled, content with myself, and closed the window to open another, My Music. I clicked on the nearest playlist, a nightcored version of Bittersweet bounced out of unseen speakers. I swayed my head to the quickened beat, opening up the Trollian icon on my desktop.

Forty-six differently colored lines ran verticly, side by side on the screen. Forty six usernames were listed, colors corresponding to their respective lines. Running through the names, I suddenly knew what and who they were. I bit my thumbnail, thought for a moment and left clicked on the black back crop. I clicked the "hack" option. My fingers were a blur and I striped and replaced different commands and programs.

The list became eighteen names lighter as soon as I blocked and deleted all the kids, living trolls, and others that I just never really wanted an encounter with. Then, on a second thought, I also deleted the Ancestors. How ever tempting the conversation with the Grand Highblood would be, I didn't want to have it. Only sixteen names were left. The door burst open just as I closed Trollian. I peeked through my bangs at Dual Scar, holding the door open.

"C'mon girlie, there's some good new for ye." I cautiously rose, looping the holster and quiver around my arm before exiting the cell.

"I guess I'm not dying today right?"I asked, shutting off the Ultimate Computer.

"Not today, girlie, not today."

"Sooo, where are you taking me?"

"You'll find out."

"Wow, that was so specific that I just died a little on the inside."Needless to say, the conversation died there. Completely bored, I took in my surroundings. Closed rusty iron doors turned into slightly open iron doors, which turned into doorways revealing fancy looking rooms. We passed a clean library, two paper ridden studies, three disastrous looking entertainment halls and an spotless observation deck. Dual Scar suddenly stopped and I caught myself from running into his back.

"Here we are, we need ye to cook some dinner for us."He pointed at a room, I followed his grey finger to a kitchen covered in filth.

"I'm supposed to cook in there? Oh, cod, what's that smell?"I asked, covering my nose and mouth from an undefinable stench.

"It's actually a lot of things, but fish mostly. Good luck to ye." Are you kidding me? I thought, looking from Dual Scar's retreating back to the kitchen with lament. How was I even supposed to get in?

Bones, rotting past dinners, and a brown ooze made ravel impossible I scanned for trash bags anywhere, only finding an insiderator. Good enough. I shuddered and pulled and arrow from my quiver. I stabbed at several dead fish carcasses and pushing up the lid to the insiderator, I slid them off. I hate my life. So god damn much.

-NYAH-

Wiping up the last of the sticky brown slime off the ground, I wiped the sweat off my red hot cheek. I got off the iron floor to splash frosty water onto my face. I washed my hands and opened up what looked like a fridge. I picked out two large fish and smack them down onto a cutting board. Slicing the bellies open, I cut out what didn't look edible and set them aside.

"You havven't evven started cooking dinner yet?"

"Chill little bro, wve hawven't been able to step foot in here since forevwer." And, of course, my intestines decided to have a little concert at that exact moment. My face heated up even more and I was almost certain I was developing some sort of fever. As stage five fatigue was starting to settle in, I had to set down the knife and clutched the counter. My breathing became shallow as I fought for my conscious being. A soothingly cold hand found my shoulder.

"Are you okay?"He sounded so faraway."I thought you said her blood wvas purple."It whispered. Cronus? I squeezed my eyes shut then resumed my work.

"It wwas purple!"Eridan insisted.

"I'm fine."Eridan rolled his eyes at me.

"Land dwwellwers."He said, like that explained my behavior."I should'vve krilled them all wwhen I had the chance."

"I said I felt fine."I rummaged around the cupboard for a pan, shaking off the grey hand on my shoulder. My vision became to wobble. I gripped the counter once more using one hand, the other start to fumble for my computer.I lifted up my swim top a little to pull it out form the waist band of my shorts. I received a nearly inaudible whistle from who I assumed was Cronus. My knees were just about to give away when "Wide Awake" by Katey Perry started to play. My vision began to stabilize and I wondered when I turned on the computer at all. My tiredness slipped away, though my fever didn't. I let out a relieved breath and continued to make dinner. A few minutes wormed by, and I had thought both Ampora boys had disappeared with them.

"Sorry about Eridan, he's not as...experienced as I am." Cronus said, sort of invading my personal space so I could smell the nicotine on his breath. Guess I thought wrong.

"Really? I thought you didn't have anyone in your quadrants either."I said coolly.

"Haha! You got me!"He exclaimed after a few surprised moments."So are you a psychic or somefin?"

"My species doesn't really have those."I said, turning my back on him.

"You shore? They seem to havwe plenty of gorgeous gills. A psychic or two doesn't seem too far off."A headache began to form in the front of my brain. I cut the fishes into two and set them onto plates. I took two of them and hurried out of the kitchen, almost running into Dual Scar. I handed him his plate then stumbled down the corridor. My fatigue had returned five times over and I wasn't going to last long. I ducked quickly into the observation deck, gently closing the door behind me. The ground came at me and I heard the plate clatter. I tucked my long legs into my chest as the world turned a seering black.