A/N: And now I'm back! From outer space! Er, eh-hem, sorry about the long delay people. And thanks to everyone for the reviews they sent me. Gunner in the Slums is once again Active!

Chapter Three – More of a Surprise Then Thought

Terry's P.O.V.

I watched Jak, the look on my face was cold enough that it, rather then my two visible guns, causing him to stop.

"Oh, Mamma!" My gaze shifted to the rat thing on Jak's shoulder. "What a total babe! I'd like to have her at my back. Gotta love a chick with an attitude, and would you look at her legs! I..." I smirked, sighting down my gun aimed directly between his eyes.

"Keep it up and you might achieve something, like losing your life." I watched as the rat runs to hide behind Jak.

"Who are you and what do you want with us?" That was Jak. I had to admit, he had guts, even someone that didn't know me could tell I was not someone to take lightly.

"My name is mine to keep, and as to what I want with you," I pause a moment before rolling my eyes, "Torn sent me to baby-sit you. As much as I hate having to say this," my lip curls slightly, "you handled yourself good out there. Not get back to the base!" I moved to one side my eyes glinting dangerously.

"Torn sent you," not a question, merely a statement. Judging by the look on his face, he didn't like the idea any better then me.

Daxter's P.O.V.

Man was that chick hot!! But so long as she had that gun, I was going to give her a lot of room. I stayed safely behind Jak as they spoke.

"I don't like it either Blondie, so live with it." That was the Chick, she hasn't told us her name yet, but I'm sure she'll give into my charms.

"Hey, uh, Sweet Cheeks How'd a hot chick like you get screwed into joining the Underground?" I asked stepping from behind Jak's leg. I received an icy glare from her as her voice just about gave me frost bite.

"It's none of your bissnisss, Rat. And don't call me Sweet Cheeks." Her grey eyes narrow as she leans against a rock wall. And if you must know, I'll tell you just to make you both shut the hell up. Krimzon Guard killed my parents when I was eight. I killed my first guard that night, shot him with his own gun. Now get going!" I was shocked Eight? And she killed her first guard? Just how the hell did she survive at eight?!

"C'mon Jak, I think we should listen before she shoots us!" Jak nodded and I scampered up onto his shoulder. He walked past the Chick and out the door, I could feel her gaze on us and shivered slightly

A/N: Hey! Finely the next chapter huh? Well I hope I didn't disappoint anyone. Oh and Daxter fans, don't be mad, it's just how I feel he thinks. Please review everyone!! Hopefully my updates will be a little more regular now. Ja Ne!