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Sorry, life is crazy. Like SUPER CRAZY.

So, I just started getting into writing again. So hopefully you won't wait super duper long for another chapter. I hope you like it :) It should be better to be honest... ya know given the ungodly amount of time it took for me to get this out.

So here we goooooooo! LiveOutLoud143 is back as your Captain!

"So what do we do when we arrive? Just knock on the door? Can we just walk in?"

I rolled my eyes, but I doubt it mattered. It was still the early hours of the morning. Today was a busy day, and we wanted to get this done when we would least likely run into any trouble. Least amount of guards, people sleeping in, Praxis torturing some poor, unfortunate souls, and all that jazz.

"I don't think it's that easy, Dax." Jak said as we stood in front of the palace.

"I bet you it is," I say in a sing song voice. We all stood still as we reached the entrance into the Palace. The metal door before us was intimidating. It had a large version of the KG symbol printed on the door. Obviously, even though we had a pass, we were not welcome in there. The door just screamed, "Take a step, and it'll be your life."

We stood there for good few minutes until I maked a small coughing noise to Jak. With a small motion of my hand, Jak hands over the small, black pass. I turn and twist it over in my hand before shining the pass in front of the great door before us. Immediately, clanks and creaks are heard as the door opens, and allows us entrance.

I turn to the boy's, and give a smug smile before waltzing right on into the main hall. Flags of the

Baron's insignia donned the walls. The boy's follow close behind, but I take time to look and hear around the room. It's silent. Deadly so.

"Would you be surprised if the Baron had set up hundreds of guards just beyond this room?" Jak asks me as he stands next to me, him arms folded across my chest. I shook my head with a grimace.

"No. Would you?" I see him shake his head.

"Glad we're on the same page."

With that we both draw our weapons and walk down the only hallway seen in the room. It was small, and lead straight to an elevator. It was a quick ride up, and no words were exchanged. No words were needed. This was something Jak has waited to do. This was serious.

The elevator stopped, and the door opened...And another hallway. Empty. My senses become heightened as I searched across the red walls, making sure that my eyes weren't deceived by the fact that there is no Krimzon Guard soldiers here. No Baron with some big, bad machine to stop us, and well...Nothing to try and kill us.

I tried to catch Jak's face, but he was distracted, and already moving towards a set of giant doors. All I needed to do was follow. Once we got close enough, the doors opened on their own. My mouth fell agape at the easiness of it.

The Throne Room.

A single red carpet lead straight to a chair in the middle of the room, no doubt meant for the King. Pillars lined up on each side of the room, and on them were bright blue lights, flooding the room, making it appear colder than it already was. I felt like the temperature dropped a few degrees as I walked in behind Jak, taking my time to look around the room. The roof was clear, but the cloudy day prevented light from coming in. Our footsteps resonated in the room, obviously we were the only ones here.

Until another pair quickly made their way in.

Immediately I aimed my weapon at the red-clad figure that stepped into the room, but hesitated when I saw who it was.

"Ashelin!" I cried out, and that caught Jak's attention, however, her focus was not on me, it was only on the man in front of her.

"I knew I shouldn't have trusted you!" She cried as she drew her pistol. I stood there is confusion, my weapon lowered to the floor.

"Back where we started, huh?" Jak said as a way to dispel tension, but it wasn't working.

"Don't play with me!" She cried as she walked closer to Jak, "All along you've been undermining our war with the Metal Heads! Whose side are you on?"

"Drop your weapon Ash!" I called from the other side of the room, but she paid me no attention.

"Listen Ashelin," Jak spoke to her as calmly as possible, "Your father is planning something terrible, and if…"

Ashelin didn't allow him to finish the sentence as she dug her pistol underneath Jak's chin. Immediately, I aimed my gun at her again, and cocked, ready to protect if necessary.

"My father can destroy the Metal Head armies once and for all!" She cried.

"Lower your weapon, Ashelin!" I called, and began to walk closer to them, "We're just trying to help!"

"Liars!"

"If your father cracks the Stone, Ashelin, the blast will wipe out all life as we know it!"

She stopped then, and looked aside. Her hand holding the pistol dropped to her side. Once I saw that she was becoming reasonable, I moved over to Jak's side, watching her under careful eyes.

"Yeah," Daxter spoke, adding in his own two cents...or less, "That's right. Not so hard now huh? Even I can figure this one out!"

Ashelin stepped away for a moment, only to turn around and point her gun again at Jak, "Don't move."

Jak raised his hands in surrender as Ashelin began to talk through her communicator.

"Vin? Come in!"

"What? WHAT?! I got my hands full here you know!" His nervous voice made its way through, and I saw Ashelin roll her eyes at his nervous antics.

"You know all about the Precursor Stone myth right?"

"Sure! I did my Econetic Energy Doctorate on Precurian Theoretical Physics...Why?"

"What would happen if the Precursor Stone were to be... say... violently cracked open?"

"Not gonna thrill him that's for sure…" I hear Daxter mutter under his breath, and I want to smack him. I watch Ashelin circle us as she keeps her eyes on him, occasionally darting to me. I keep my eyes on her. Readying myself just in case she does attack us. Jak is apparently calm and confident next to me, but that doesn't put me at ease.

"Great! As if I didn't have enough to keep me awake at night, you need one more thing to dread! Thank you very much!" Vin practically screams from the communicator, "If someone actually had the Stone, according to my calculations, a runaway eco surge from cracking it open would... theoretically destroy... EVERYTHING!"

The look on Ashelin's face is heart wrenching, "Everything?"

"All things... every single thing…" With every word, Ashelin's hope seems to disappear. Vin makes a comment about throwing up or something, and the conversation is over. Ashelin turns away from us. Her shoulders sagging, and her face downcast.

Jak steps forward, "Trust me Ashelin. We have to stop him."

His words snap her back into her more authoritative role,"I'll try to find out more. But right now, my father is meeting Krew at a secret Weapons Factory near the Dig..."

Jak and I give each other a look. I doubt he knew that Krew was in league with the Baron, and who knows for what. With the Baron near bankrupt because of the war, you would think that Krew would just ignore any sort of deal with him, no matter how big the numbers on the cheek were…

So...why?

"Here." Ashelin thrusts a black pass into Jak's hands, "That's my top level security pass. It'll get you into the factory, but it won't get you back out. We never had this conversation."

"Things just got SERIOUS here, am I right?"

"I honestly don't know if we should be joking about this right now Dax…" I say as we walk out of the throne. We managed to find a small passageway, no doubt where Ashelin came from, inside the throne room. Don't know if it'll help us find a way back out, but hey, we can try.

We are about to make a turn down the hallway, and I can hear shuffling. I narrowed my eyes at the sound, suddenly aware.

"Open fire!"

"Get down!" I scream, and I get my rifle out of it's holster. Jak follows my lead and ducks to the ground right when shots are fired above our heads from around the corner of the entryway to some sort of room. Once the shots died down, we stayed in our positions.

"...What are we doing?" Daxter asks in a very loud whisper. I see Jak rolling his eyes.

Everything is quiet until we hear, "...do you think that got him?"

"Dunno."

"That was easier than I thought."

"I was told he was dangerous."

"...not so tough."

I look to Jak, "Seems like you're a celebrity around here." I move from my place, and place myself on the other side of the entry way. From this angle, I can see the soldiers clearly thru the opening. However, it's probably not as easy to see me.

The room appears to be just a giant attic. Pipes, wires, and large basic metal work are seen all throughout the room. It is as guarded as the roof from when we stormed the palace before, but with guards and, you know, more weapons.

"Think you can get them?"

I shake my head, "I need to be standing to get a good enough shot…"

Jak just nods before stating, "I'll distract them."

"Wait-", but before I could say anything, Jak jumps onto the platforms. It takes a moment, but it's not long before the Guards notice that he's not dead.

It takes me a moment to realize what he did, "Smart", I mumble before I join the fray.

The KG were too busy shooting at Jak to notice me come from the side. I could manage to hit them from my angle, and it's not long before the three of them are down. Without lowering my gun, I look over towards Jak. Of course he would get away without a scratch…

"Do you think there are any more?"

"No doubt, but right now we're clear," I lower my gun, "Let's move. Becareful. Some of these platforms will give way."

We move as fast as possible, practically jogging our way through until we reach another set of guards. This time there are more, and they catch me and Jak at the same time. No tricking them now. Immediately they begin to fire. Tall glass panes beside us break, and give us protection for a short time. Jak and I run towards the end of the platform and duck. The small step between our platform and the next gives us minimal protection. A couple of shots hit too close for comfort, and I scuffle closer to Jak, hoping not to get shot. We needed to move otherwise we were going to get hit.

"Just run and shoot?" I ask Jak, who seems preoccupied with his gun mod.

He gives a devious smile, "Better idea." His typical yellow gun mod transforms into one I haven't seen. I watch as he holds the trigger, a ball of blue energy gathers at the end of the barrel. The familiarity of the weapon causes my mind to buzz. Where have I seen…?

Jak quickly stands up, facing the Guards, and I watch as he works. The first energy sphere is released, and knocks two guards out while another falls off the platform. Jak recharges, dodging a couple of shots before he quickly finishes off the other two guards, both of them drop down dead.

I'm still staring at the weapon in wonder, trying to figure out what it is, and Daxter gives a loud yelp of excitement.

"I can't believe Sig held us back for so long!"

Wait...Sig? My eyes widen, "Sig gave you guys a Peacemaker?"

A smirk on Jak's face appears, "Why? Jealous?"

I scoff, "As if, hero. I happen to love my baby, thanks," I say patting my rifle lovingly.

Jak's smirk stays as he states, "I thought I was your baby?"

I laugh, "You're big enough to take care of yourself… I hope. Otherwise that'd make things a bit complicated."

"Oh stop with the flirting will ya?" Daxter states.

"Hey! I had to deal with you and Tess. You deal with us!"

"Well look what we have here," Jak states, and I follow his stare to see small boxes that were broken during the scuffle. A few healing packs and more ammunition were among the destruction. I place the healing packs in my bag, and Jak caries the ammo before we move forward at a jogging pace.

...we actually we moved in circles for a while.

"I can't find a way around these blocks…" I tell Jak, a bit frustrated, "Maybe we should…"

Shooting and the sound of glass breaking puts me on edge. I pull out my rifle, and quickly scan the area. It wasn't until I saw Jak's smoking barrel that I knew what happened.

"Why on earth did you shoot the window Jak?" I asked exasperated.

Jak takes out his Jet Board and wiggles it in front of me, "Watch."

Before I say a word, Jak hops on his board and grings the panel of the window. It's not very long before he reaches and jumps onto the platform on the other side. He turns and gives me a mock bow, while Daxter claps.

"You…" I say after a while, "Have got to be kidding me…"

"It's not that bad, Krys!" Jak tells me.

"Not bad," I say under my breath, "You're crazy!"

"You love me!"

I take a deep breath before getting out my board. I wasn't going to show I was as scared as a sinner in temple. I take another breath before I get a small head start and jump onto the makeshift railing, my balance was perfect...Until I looked down, and cause my balance to shift. My eyes widened as gravity took control and sent my body over the edge. Jak screaming my name as I went down.

...

You know I'm kidding right?

"Never, ever make me do that again…" I say as I reached the other side with Jak. His smile was smug,

"I told you it wasn't that bad."

"Just...Don't."

"Please I bet you've done worse."

"Probably, but not something that would chuck me down thirty stories towards the ground…"

Jak gives a breathy laugh, before catching my hand and dragging me his way, "Let's get moving."

We move across a platform quickly before reaching what appears to be a dining room. It automatically leads to the main hallway which is our best bet for getting out of here, but appears to be guarded by one of those laser shooting autobots that seem to scatter the palace. Why does he have those on? Or is it only when he's gone? Why doesn't he just have an alarm like normal people? They work a lot better…

Jak reaches a door before me, but he curses when it doesn't open, "Damn. We have to find another way."

"Look," I state, and we find another hallway that, again leads into the inner workings of the palace.

"Apparently we're taking the long way round," I say before moving forward. We come across a couple of pipes leading up to the next platform.

"Seriously?" I state, and I hear Jak chuckling behind me. I sigh… I guess one more time wouldn't hurt me.

"Seriously? We practically had to ride our Jet Boards through that entire last league!" I scream as we jump onto the elevator.

Jak raises his eyes at me, "Are you afraid of heights or something?"

"Not really, but I do like something a bit more stable that an extremely thin metal keeping me from a painful death." I say. Jak just rolls his eyes and grabs my hand before the elevator zooms down the thirty floors of the palace at great speed. When it stops, we're at on of the entrances to the Palace. The door opens, and I see the Stadium ahead. The streets of Haven alive and busy.

"You two were right," Ashelin's voices sounded out of Jak's communicator, forcing us to stop in our tracks, " What my father is doing is wrong"

"Just figured it out now, did ya?" Daxter sassed, crossing his arm. Jak gave him a swat to silence him.

Ashelin continued despite the interruption," I need to help fix this. If you can get to the Weapons Factory maybe we can help stop this, I'll meet you there." Once the silence settled in, I began to move off of the steps of the palace.

"So now we're off to the weapons lab right?"

"I am. You're gonna to report to Torn."

I stopped, "Wait...What?"

"I said-"

"I know what you said Jak. Why exactly can't I go? It's not gonna be anymore dangerous than.."

"It's not that Krys," Jak said stepping closer, "This is business between Krew and I."

"Yeah, but I wanna…"

"We don't even know what's gonna go down. It might be nothing big. I'm just expecting the worst."

I give a sigh, "Fine. I'll go talk to Torn and have him regain contact with Ashelin. I'll head with her when we go to pick you up."

Jak smiled, "Yes ma'am."

"...Praxis and Krew?"

"Yep."

"...That slimeball, no good piece of-"

"And that's what I've been saying for YEARS!"

"NOT. NOW!" Torn gritted out between two teeth.

Torn's head was seated in his hands as he sat at his table. Young Samos was standing next to

him, his head hanging low, and shaking. I leaned on the desk, looking towards the bunks. The Hideout was bustling with new recruits moving to and fro, learning the ropes. Samos Senior was no doubt taking my job for the day, seeing as he was not in the room with us at the moment.

I let out a long sigh, waiting for them to say something… But…

"...What, nothing to say?"

Samos looked up, "There's nothing to say, my dear… It's not shocking, but… Krew was essential in providing us with supplies, as well as guarding our secrets from the Guard."

"And that sleaze would have leaked anything to Praxis with enough money on the table!" Torn shouted.

"Torn!" Samos scolded. Torn resumed his earlier position with his hands in his hair, staring at table.

"Is there anything you need from me, sir?" I ask.

"My dear," Samos begun, "This information does nothing to deter our plans. We will continue on, and if the Baron decides to waste energy and manpower to fight. You're relieved until we require your assistance."

I sat in front of the Naughty Ottsel for about 15 minutes. My legs dangled off the edge of the sidewalk as I looked out into the harbor in front of me. The outline of the city walls was clearly within reach, clouds covered the city, and everyone and their mother was out doing business in the city.

And there I was, just waiting for Jak to pull in from his mission-

Suddenly a KG Hellcat cruiser dropped from the sky in front of me, knocking me out of my musings. A flash of orange and yellow, and I knew immediately that it was my boys.

"You guys find my father!" I hear a voice say, and immediately I recognize it as Ashelin, "I'll take the Heart of Mar to Keria!"

"Don't worry sugar! We got this!" Daxter yells in an attempt to flirt.

Ashelin looks away, almost ashamed, "I'm sorry it's come to this…" And without another word, she flies away.

"Soooooo, did you kill him?" I asked lightheartedly, getting both of the boy's attention. Jak looks surprised, and Daxter just casually shrugs.

"Yeah," Jak replies, "The guy kinda went…" And before he finished his sentence, Daxter started making the crazy sign, twirling his finger near the side of his head, and stuck his tongue out for good measure.

"Well then," I say, " One less piece of trash the city has to worry about," I say as I walk up and give Jak a kiss on the cheek.

"AMEN SISTER," Daxter screams to the world, jumping off Jak's shoulder unto the ground, "Now c'mon! I bet my baby is inside!" Daxter states before trotting off to Krew's old joint.

I cross my arms as I look at the bar, "Hard to imagine that Krew no longer runs this join anymore, huh?"

"I know," Jak states, "Wonder if this place will just shut down?"

"Naaaah," I say, and grab Jak's hand, "Sig might take it up. I can see him as a bartender."

Jak smirks, "Or Torn. He'd turn it into another Hideout."

I let out a small chuckle as we walk in the door, "Precursor's forbid that Daxter get his hands on this place." That causes Jake to hold his hand to his mouth and silently chuckle as we go into the bar. Daxter is already talking to Tess about their battle against Krew, saying how he was able to multiply himself, how bad he was coughing, and how wako he went.

"Crazy man was planning on selling out the Underground to the Baron!" Daxter exclaimed.

"Yeah," Jak commented to me, "At the end he kept on saying how he had 'selled us all out'. Didn't really tell all the details though."

"Do you think it was to the Baron?" I ask Jak who shrugs.

"It's our best guess." I only nod.

"I'll let Torn and the Shadow know as soon as we get back to base."

"Well, whatever Krew put in that machine," Tess told us while pointing to some old arcade game machine, "He looked really nervous."

"Never knew he could look anything else but ugly," I whisper to Jak who gives a small chuckle.

"Well whatever it is," Daxter says looking over the machine, "Krew won't be needing it anymore. He's, shall we say, not all together these days…"

I nearly facepalm. That pun was so bad

"Step aside Jak! Let the game player do his stuff!" Daxter continues, causing Jak to step away from the machine a bit.

Tess then leans over to tell Daxter, the most disturbing, and literal thing I have heard all day.

"You're such an animal."

. . .

"I can't believe she said that."

"I can't believe you almost threw up over it."

I continue to drink my ginger ale soda that I found among the bottles of alcohol. The sickening feeling in my stomach dying down. In the background, I could hear Daxter bashing a hammer on the little game Krew had set up in the corner of the bar.

"I'm surprised you didn't."

"He's my best friend. I'm used to them," Jake says as I turn around to look at Dax and Tess.

"Weird couple don't you think?"

"Not really… Well most of my life I knew Daxter as a human, so…"

"Wait what?"

Jak turns to me with an eyebrow raised, "Did I never tell you that?"

I shrug and down the rest of my ginger ale, "I guess not, or maybe you did and I forgot?"

Jak shrugs as we hear Tess yell, "You did it Daxter!"

Jak and I get up from our seats and walk over to the two of them. A sphere pops out of the machine, intricate designs all around it. I stared in awe; this thing had to be ancient!

"The Time Map!" Daxter exclaims as I grab the sphere.

"What is it?" I ask, but my question is never answered.

"You know, sugar plum," Daxter states in a smooth voice, if any real Metal Heads came into town…"

What was said after this I wouldn't be able to tell you. I was struck dumb by what had walked into the bar.

Metal Heads.

Plural.

Two.

Right behind Daxter.

Shoots were fired, and I was snapped back into reality with Daxter screaming in my ear.

" METAL HEADS! METAL HEADS! Where is Sig when you need him?"

Tess immediately looks concerned, "Sig? I think Krew sent him on one last mission. Something about using Mar's Ruby key to open a door in the Underport?"

I immediately catch on, "The Underport, that bastard."

"Of course! We need to get to the Underport right away!"

I hand the Time Map to Tess, "Would you take this to Keira for me?"

Tess nods, "Of course. Please be safe."

I nod back, "You too," As I follow Jak out of the bar into a world of chaos.

I'm surrounded by screams. I stand in shock around me as I see Metal Heads roaming the city streets. The scene is all too family. The smells and sounds; they have me paralyzed.

" That… BASTARD!"

"Krew did this, I just know it," Jak states to me as he get's his weapon out. Once a pair of disgusting eyes locked on me, I grabbed my rifle and opened fire.

"One of the few ways to get to beyond the walls, and under the shield wall is through the Underport," I state, grabbing a zoomer nearby, "It was an idea way back when to try and fight the Metal Heads from the water… Didn't work out too well."

Jak fires his gun. Shooting at whatever Metal Heads come near us, "What are you gonna do?"

"Find Vin and see if we can find a way to strengthen the shield wall. As long as that is up, we coul-"

"The shield wall is DOWN! I repeat, the shield wall is down!"

"WHAT?!"

I stare at the communicator in disbelief. There was no way this could have happened. No way.

With the door open, we all we would have had to do is find a way to close it. Then eradicate any Metal Heads who made it in. That isn't so bad.

But if the shields are down… We can't keep them out. No protection.

"It was sabotage! KOR DID IT"

Sabotaged…. Betrayed. We were betrayed.

I look to Jak, his eyes are what mine must look like. Wide and uncertain.

Out eye contacts breaks soon though. Growls are heard. Jak begins to open fire.

"Vin, calm down, I'll be over-"

"... oh no…. Metal Heads at the door!"

No. Not Vin.

"Jak I gotta go get Vin!"

I see Jak kick a Metal Head away before putting a bullet through it's head, "Go!"

I hop onto the zoomer, pull out my pistol, and zoom away. Below me, I see more and more of those monsters littering the streets. Civilians crying for help. The ones with weapons of their own are shooting as many as they can, protecting their families, and friends.

Get to Vin, get to Vin, get to Vin, I chant in my mind. Out of everyone I know, Vin was the one least deserving of death. He didn't deserve this…

"Krys! Th-th-THEY'RE BREAKING THROUGH!"

I floor the gas, trying to weave through the city streets, "Vin! Grab a gun and hold them off! I'm almost there!"

"I can-can't find one!"

"Vin, please-"

"Too many of them! Krystall!"

"VIN!"

. . .

By the time I got there, it was too late.

The door was locked. The City's defenses put everything on lockdown. But not before some monsters got in there. I didn't see a thing. But I heard everything.

My back was against the door as I heard the feast going on inside. I know a bone snap when I hear one. The animalistic growls. The loud smack of jaws.

Vin must've been near the door. Blood was pooling out from the room.

I stared at the city ahead of me. People were in a panic. Running the streets. Trying to get to safety. I could feel the city shaking.

No… That wasn't the city. That was me.

It wasn't raining either. Not today. For once. But water streamed down my face like a torrent.

Not again

More screams, and the sight of bright, yellow eyes.

I screamed as I shot them down. I was angry. Hurt. Afraid.

Precursors was I afraid.

A Metal Head approached a man with his daughter, snapping his jaws. I grabbed my whip, and sent a crackle through the air, grabbing it's attention.

I whistled, "Here, boy."

He came charging at me, and I slashed my whip at him, pushing him aside, further away from the civilians. I released a few shots from my pistol, and he was down. I go to the father who is carrying a now crying girl.

"Thank you…"

"Do you have a weapon?"

"No, I never used one in my-"

I give him my pistol, with some ammo, "Learn. Find safety."

He nods gravely, "Thank you," and takes off with his daughter in his arms.

I hear more growling, and look to see more Metal Heads entering the city. I run for my zoomer.

I knew what I had to do.

Evacuate. Protect. Survive.

I got out my communicator. Tears clouded my vision, but I didn't care.

"Ace! You better pick up or so help me!"

"Krys?"

I press on the accelerator and move through the city, "Thank Precursors, Ace, are you hurt?"

"No, Krys, the Stadium is on lockdown…"

"Everything is, Ace! We're under attack! Metal Heads are in the city!"

"Hell no…."

"Ace, are the boys with you?"

"Yeah, they're here."

I let out a sigh of relief, " Alright, I'm on my way over, just hang on and get any weapon you-"

"Wait- what? BLOCK THAT DOOR!"

"Ace?" I swear I felt my heart stop, "Ace what is-"

"THEY'RE ALL OVER THE WINDOWS!"

Taffy…

"Boys, you need to get out of there! I'm on my way! Hold on!"

"STOP THEM! THEIR BREAKING THE GLASS!"

"RON! GET OVER-"

All I hear is static.

No one. Monster or Human. Touches. My. Boys.

More tears stream down my face.

My mind screams at me the same words.

Betrayed. Left for dead. Betrayed.

BETRAYED.

It's Dead Town all over again.

"Krystall!"

"Torn!"

The communicator flew around me as he spoke, "I'm glad you're alright! Where's Jak?"

"Underports. Krew sold us out, Torn. To the Precursors. He sold the whole city out!"

"Damn it! Walkker, I need you here-"

"Torn, I have to get to the Stadium…"

"Keira is here at the-"

"Not for her!" I yell, "My friends! My team is stuck there!"

"Krys, that place is surrounded by now…"

"Vin is dead Torn."

Silence.

"I have to."

"I better see you back here alive, you hear me."

"You will."

"Kick some ass for me, Walkker. Be safe."

I couldn't do anything for Dead Town, but that for sure won't stop me now.

Time to go solo, I thought to myself among the chants of betrayal and hopelessness.

And that is the beginning of how I stormed the Stadium, littered with Metal Heads.

And how I survived.

Who is ready is see Krystall be badass? Me :) See ya next time!