Oh, wow, that was a weird last chapter, now, im kinda outta ideas, so bear with me, but this one will be good, I promise... I think, jk, it will be.

~*~*~*~The Past of Jak~*~*~*~*~

"Ok, lets go, we are here now Jak," Domon said looking into her teal eyes. "Come on."

"I don't wanna, I just... can't," she said, as if she was confused.

"Then come sit in my room for a while, I will be done in an hour, they just need to look at my bruises, nothing big," he continued.

They clambered out of the ambulance and slowly walked into the hospital. As they walked down the hallway toward room 216, to which he had been assigned, Jak began to go numb.

"No, not now, please, go away," she spoke out loud. She grabbed her head and ran her fingers through her black hair. She fell to her knees, "No! Go away! Why can't you die? Leave me alone!" she started to plea with herself.

Domon got on the ground next to her, "Jak, what is wrong?" but was silenced when she stood up and yelled, "You? Why are you bothering me? Why can't you leave? Leave me alone Domon? Go back to your love! I must find mine!" she cried out.

"Jak, no come back to me! Don't give into it!" (If you haven't figured it out yet, she's going into the Bloodwrath...)

"Shut it Domon!," with that she shoved, pushing him into the wall, and with that she took off down the hallway.

"Jak! No!" he cried, "Shit, everyone! Get out of her way! Now, leave her be!" he pleaded.

She ran through the halls, opening every door, tears streaming out of her once teal eyes, and flowing down her hot cheeks. Domon was hard on her heals, following her but not stopping her.

She suddenly stopped, peering into room 117. Doctors were crowded around a tall, unconscious man. She recognized MTS receiver on his ankle. Rushing in, she pushed her way to the bed.

"Miss, you need to leave, we are very busy!" a doctor pleaded as he rushed over to a drawer. Jak could she the monitors and the typical stuff in an emergency room. She was slowly pushed out of the room.

"No! You don't understand!" and with that she fell out into the hallway, tears falling in torrents out of her pink eyes. Domon walked over and scooped her trembling body up off the floor. "Come on, you shouldn't bother them."

"But you don't understand! No one understands!" she choked through the tears.

"Yes, I do, I lost someone once, he will be ok in a few hours, then you can find him." he said, hoping to calm her down.

But she didn't hear him, she had fallen asleep with exhaustion.

Rain then walked around the corner. Seeing Jak in Domons arms, asleep, she rushed over, "Is she ok?"

"She will be fine, she is just tired and confused." he said.

"Well, common, we have to do some Cat-scans on you to find out if you have any internal damage." Rain said worrily.

Domon followed Rain into a small room. Setting Jak down on a bed, he lay down on the table. After the check was over Rain began jabbering, "Oh, thank God your ok, I was scared shitless there for awhile, that was a terrible fight! I thought you had been killed in that really big explosion!" she was cut short when Jak stirred.

Opening her eyes, Domon was happy to see that they were the normal color of teal. Sparkling with enthusiastic, she asked if Storm had checked in yet, obviously oblivious to what had happened earlier. She got up, and walked around, acting like nothing happened.

"He's checked in, but it will be awhile before you can see him. Now lets take you home." Domon said.

"But we don't have a car stupid," Rain laughed.

"Oh, yea," Domon said as he walked out of the Hospital. "But I want to get home, and get out of this gay MTS suit, I can't breath in it."

"DOMON! Hey bro! You ok? Hope nothing wrong? Is there?" Sai said as he walked up to them in the parking lot.

"Yea, Im ok, but I need a ride home, you mind if I hitch a ride?" Domon said.

"Yea, that's ok! Fine with me, as long as Rain gets to sit in the front seat with me..."

*SMACK!!*

"Ow! Ok sis, never mind!" Sai said as he rubbed his cheek, which had an big red welt on it.

After they hopped in, Sai revved up the engine and took off. After a few minutes, they pulled into Domons driveway. "Thanks Sai! You're a lifesaver!"

"Welcome bro! See ya later!" he yelled out the window as he pulled away.

Jak just stood in the driveway. "I wanna go home! Can ya take me?"

"Ill take home Domon, you go ahead and get in the shower," she said with a wink.

She and Jak got into Domons cruiser and sped off. The ride was silent, except for the radio. Blaring all sorts of music, they drove. They finally pulled up to Jaks house after accidently passing it.

"Thanks for the ride Rain, tell Domon thanks for everything!" and with that, Rain was gone.

Oh my god? What am I gonna do? Jak thought. Storms back, but outta it. I gotta go for a ride.

She ran into the house, and pulled out her leather suit. Pulling her clothes off, she couldn't get Storms face out of her head. Its been 5 years, and I still haven't given up. But one thing bugs me, why is he a gundam pilot? Especially for Brazil? That is so weird.

She pulled the leather over her bare body and zipped the zipper that ran up the front of her suit. Staring at the word on the front, she realized she didn't put on her Death Maiden team suit, she put on her old racing leather. ARDEN was down her leg in brilliant yellow on the dark blue leather. A yellow strip started at her waist, and split into two and ran up over her breasts, over her shoulders and down her back.

She remembered when they named the team. Arden meant Thrilling in Latin. Exactly what the team felt when they raced. Traveling at speeds over the sound barrier in bikes, they were thrilled.

But the team fell apart from under them, when Storm left. He destroyed Jak, the best racer on the team, and they lost it all.

Jak ran out into the garage and pulled out a box from behind the refrigerator. She drew forth a dark blue helmet. It was streamlined and ended in a point, with her head back, it would lay right across her back, making her perfectly streamlined. The visor was black, and covered chin to forehead. She put it under her arm and walked over to a rather large sheet.

"Here goes nothing," said out loud. She pulled the sheet off and threw it behind her. Before her was the fastest bike in the circuit. With the 1050 g engine, it could travel at nearly 900 miles an hour. It was streamlined, with a glass topper to go over the rider to protect them from the deadly air. The artillery was still on the bike. The once only railgun shone out from the side, the rockets blazed deadly in the dim garage. She put her leg over the seat and sat on the brilliant dark blue bike. ARDEN shone out on the tires, and as she put her helmet on, she started the bike. The glass canopy covered her body from the seat up. Her leathered legs were unprotected from the wind, and she put them in the foot holds, knowing the leather was thick enough. Revving the engine, it shook beneath her. She took off out of the garage with a low hum from the engine.

Since she was still in the city limits, she kept the speed low, around 70, but as the building grew sparser, she knew she was getting where she wanted to go, the back country roads.

She ran the bike faster and faster, reaching nearly 300 in the suburbs. Once out of the city completely, she pressed the gas, and took off. Two yellow streams of bright light came from behind the bike, its exust had been shaped so they would be brilliant, remembering, and nearly 100 yards long.

She had never felt so free. She sped along the road, pushing the bike faster, hugging the corners, and flying past fields and fields of different crops. The bike was whirring under her, when she heard the once familiar sound. Like an explosion, she hit 750 miles an hour, and crashed through the sound barrier. She saw a sign like a blur, but saw that there was a town up ahead. She hit the air brakes, and they began to squeak.

As she saw the town, she glanced at her speed, 210 mph. Once in the town, she pulled into a small bar, and shut the bike off. The canopy opened, and she clambered off the bike. She took off the helmet and let her black hair flow over her shoulders. She put the helmet on the seat and walked up the two stairs and into the bar. It was a small sports bar, and the gundam fight was on the screens.

They talked about Domon defeating Aculeum, and Jak thought, Storm, you could have won that, what happened? She ordered a drink, then the bartender asked, "Do I know you?"

"I don't think so," she said as she watched the fight in over and over again, butchered up with the announcer talking and drawing all over the screen.

"Wait, I have seen you before," he continued.

"But I have never seen you!" she said crossly.

"You a racer?" he asked, noting her leather.

"Used to be."

"For who?"

"Team Arden."

"Oh, well, I know I have seen you, you ever been on tv or anything?"

"Maybe, I don't know if they covered my fight."

"That's where I have seen you, your the pilot of that big black gundam!"

"Yea, how far am I from the Gundam Rings?"

"Probably 250 miles! Why?"

"Cause I was only on the road for no more than 15 minutes. Well I have to go."

"Good bye!" he called after her cheerfully, wondering how she got this far out in 15 minutes.

She hopped back on her bike and sped back toward the city. She hummed the song she had on earlier that day when in the car with Rain. She drove through the suburbs, and noticed the buildings getting thicker, and bigger. As she slowed down at a stop light, she saw the time on a bank sign. 5.24. Nearly an hour and a half since she left the hospital, and Storm. She drove over to the hospital, and parked her bike on the lower level of the parking garage.

She found the elevator, and rode it to the lobby. Walking over to the front desk, she turned many eyes with her stunning beauty, and her strange outfit.

"What room is Aculeum Blade in?" she flinched slightly knowing he still followed that name.

"Room 325, on the 3rd floor." the blonde responded rather happily.

Jak started down the hallway, she was no longer happy and bouncey. It was almost like the ride changed her. She now walked like a 'bad girl.' She looked around with a glint in her teal eyes. She stepped into the elevator with a nurse, and pushed the 3.

"Who are you visiting?" the nurse asked innocently.

Jak just continued to look forward, and replied with, "An old friend."

The elevator jerked to a stop, and the doors opened. Jak took a left turn, and headed down the hall. Stopping at the closed door of 325, she took a deep breath.

Opening the door, she saw a doctor checking on the burned man laying in the bed. He saw Jak walk in, and said, "Shall I wake him up?"

"No, its ok," she replied with a straight face.

The doctor left the room, and Jak fell into the chair next to Storm. She took his hand, and put it to her forehead. And there she sat, for what she felt was the longest time.

Then the hand slid out of her grasp, and touched her cheek.

"Jak? That you?" came the voice of a young man.

Jak looked up, and saw Storms beautiful eyes peering at her.

"Storm! You're awake! Oh my god, you're awake!" she flung herself at him, and lifted him off the pillow, hugging him. The tears began to flow freely down her face again.

"Jak, I missed you so much!" he said, stroking her hair, and kissing her tear stained cheeks.

"I have so much to ask you Storm!" she continued.

"Me to, just one thing, why did you become a pilot?"

"The same reason you did, I had nothing else left to live for," she said as they sat in a long awaited embrace.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Awww, how cute, but who will be Jaks next opponent? Oh no! Will it be a friend?? Ahhh! And what in the hell did she mean by "I had nothing else left to live for?" ahh! I don't even know!! But I guess you can figure it out... next chapter, she faces off against....bumbumbum, someone in the alliance! Tune in next time...

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