I opened my eyes, and they once again felt heavy. The first thing I saw was a sign that said, "Intensive Care" on it. I just kept staring becoming more and more aware. I had a raging stomachache and a splitting headache. I had verious objects attached to verious parts of my anatomy. I was wearing nothing but a thin white shirt and shorts. I realized they must have done the expirimental operation that Dash told me about, they must have removed the dark maker. Though it brought relief...I survived the operation, the dark maker was out of my body. I closed my eyes again, about to fall asleep, when...

Dash: Janovah?

I snapped open my eyes, and saw Dash standing over me, with a worried look.

Dash: Oh, Janovah, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I let my guard down.

I managed to open my mouth.

Janovah: It's okay...

But my voice was so weak, I could only hear the "okay".

Dash: No, it's not. You may be alive, but that Dark Maker spawn is too. It can call for help! Dark Makers communicate mainly through telepathy.

I tried to speak again, ask how Kat and Torn were.

Janovah:...Kat...
Dash: They're okay, I took them to Franerik. I have to talk to Samos and Onin, they'll know what to do.

Dash ran out the room. Who were Samos and Onin? I slept on it, and for about three days I was blob, just lying there, sleeping and pondering. I decided enough was enough, I was getting out. I sat up, but it took alot of effort. I began pulling things out and off. Finally I was free, I shakily climbed off the bed. I snuck out of the room. This was a different building. I slunk around corners unseen, wishing I could find my clothes. I eventually ended up back where I was, and I found my clothes right next to the bed. Duh. I changed quickly, and then hurried out of the door again. It took about an hour to find my way out. I exited the building. It was really cold outside. As I walked away from the building, I saw the sign on it said, "Haven City Hospital". After alot of walking, I came to the fortress, and by wall was a tent. That was really out of the ordinary. I snuck up to the entrance, and I heard voices, one was Pecker's, and another was an old man's.

Pecker: Onin says you must let the past go.
Dash: Yeah, great, thanks for the words of wisdom.
Samos: The govrnment is in over its head. If we don't get Janovah on the throne soon we call be in serious peril.
Dash: I have a feeling Janovah won't do it. She's not exactly the "Queenly" type. I'm afraid ingnorance might run in the family.

Hey!

Samos: We don't have any other choice. If we can convince her to take the throne, as advisors we can turn the tables in our favor.
Pecker: Onin says it's not right to try and manipulate young Janovah.
Samos: She's young and naive. If we don't someone else will.
Pecker: Onin says you never thought that about Jak, and Janovah's older than he was.
Samos: Janovah is not Jak. Jak would seize an opputunity like this, not wait around to be killed.
Dash: Janovah is NOT naive.
Samos: I beg to differ. She lapped up your story about the light eco radiation. She'll believe anything anyone tells her.

That's just...mean. But it was sort of true...all this time, I've never doubted what anyone had told me.

Pecker: Onin says you should not think so lowly of Janovah.
Dash: I second that, she took on the precursors. She has a great ability to make split-second desicions in dangerous situations with good judgment. She is very capable, I already proved this when Janovah went back in time and saved Torn and Kat.
Samos: One act does not prove a thing. She can't even control her dark powers yet.
Pecker: I'm going to say something for myself. Frankly, I think we should let her call the shots.

I wanted to inch a little closer, so I could peep inside, but I tripped and fell into plain view.

Dash: Janovah!

I got up, and inside the tent was full of copious candles and pottery. I saw a short old man with green skin and misshapen eyes, Dash, and old lady who appeared to be blind, and Pecker standing on a plate on her head.

Janovah: This has to be the strangest gathering I've ever seen. Like a circus sideshow! A hairball, a green man, a blind old lady with an obnoxious parrot monkey thing that quotes whatever she says.
Dash: Did you run away from the hospital? Again?
Samos: Good judgment, huh?
Janovah: If I hadn't I would have found out you were going to manipulate me like a puppet! Do you see any wires here? No! I'm not going to do anything you say! Like Pecker said, I'M calling the shots!
Samos: I KNEW this would happen.
Dash: Look, we can discuss this tommorow.

Dash rushed me out of the tent, into a zoomer and to Freedom HQ. We got to my room, and I sat down on the bed.

Dash: You just woke up from your surgery and you're roaming the city?
Janovah: I'm fine! I'll be okay!
Dash: You scare people, you stare death in the face, and then do something reckless right after?

Dash didn't have time to finish the thought.

Computer Voice: Security Breach on Level Five! Specimen #3094 has escaped!

Dash: Shit!
Janovah: What?
Dash: 3094 is the Dark Maker they took out of you.

I swallowed hard.

Dash: Stay here! I mean it!

Dash sprinted out of the room. She could run fast. She shut the door behind her. I flopped on my bed, and curled up. But then a horrible realization came to me, I was vunerable. I just lay there, cold with fear. I closed my eyes for a few minutes...it's going to be okay, I told myself. Then I heard the doorknob turn, and relased, turned again, and the door was pushed ajar...what if it was...? With a final push, the door swung open, and there stood the Dark Maker. It looked exactly like the one from my dreams. Its body was tall, and it's two huge blob eyes were blue, just like mine. It shrieked, and started coming into my room, very slowly. It had giant claws on its toes and fingers. It sniffed through two slimy nostrils, and opened its mouth, revealing a set of fang-like teeth, dripping with ribbons of saliva. It stuck its tongue out, sort of licking the air. It was purplish and slimy. It looked just like Rin's tongue. I remember what his tongue looked like when he licked my neck...that night. The dark maker whipped its head at me, and approached, and stopped right in front of me, and started licking the air again. Was it blind? I reached over to my end table and my fingers found a glass of water. I threw it, over the dark maker's head, and it shattered against the door. The dark maker instantly whipped around and rushed over to the source of noise. It stepped out of the door, moved a few feet out, and I jumped up and raced over to the door. The noise made the dark maker jump, and turned around, trying to judge where I was. I snapped the door shut, and found there was a lock. The creature began to bang the barrier down, and I was trapped.