Nik: Sorry for those of you who are Kiera bashers but I'm not so jealous that Kiera has both Erol and Jak wrapped around her fingers that I would obliterate her character in my fics.
oh, and I just realized how much Shamira has been evolving through my story. You may not know it, but she was originally based on me. her mysterious quietness and unemotional responses. the fact she cant get drunk. how she seemed to be different from other elves. she was supposed to be human at first but as it went on she became a tortured elf. I developed her into her own persona with only hints of myself embedded within. but as you read this chapter, I'm going to add another part of her persona thats going to make her even more complex. evil grin I think you can imagine what I'm thinking by my title.
besides, I've always been a firm believer that the arts, whether singing, painting, or writing, when you do it, you bear your soul to those who you ask to watch. which also explains why so many people get hurt so strongly when people verbally bash their work. its like spitting on your soul.
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"Jak!" Jak was nearly tackled down as Shamira glomped him. he smiled as she momentarily made him forget everything that had happened in the past few days..
"Hey there Jak.. defying reality as usual?" Jak practically jumped out of his skin as he recognized the voice. Kiera?! In the underground?! Shamira released Jak from her death grip and Jak saw where the mechanic stood. she was leaning on the wall behind Torns desk. "so this is where you spend all of your time.. I knew you were busy.. but the undercover war? you haven't changed a bit in there have you?" she poked him in the chest at 'bit'. Jak was ... surprised to say the least.
"Kiera! You shouldn't be he -" she responded with a smile.
"from what I know, neither should you." she hugged him tenderly. though Jak still stood dumbstruck.
"But - how did you find out that I am with the underground?" Mira called for attention behind him.
"Well Jak.. I told her. I was worried about you and - well I thought she was the best person to tell. Torns not too happy about it though." Torn huffed. apparently he had been hunching into his chair too much for anyone to notice him.
"I knew that girl was bad news the moment you brought her in kid." Daxter bold jumped op on Torns head and spoke quickly before he grabbed him and squeezed the life out of him.
"You know shes been just as much help as Jak." as he jumped away while Torn tried to grab him torn growled and answered..
"Yea, she did help, In nearly handing Jak to the baron on a silver platter." Daxter suddenly looked up, suddenly noticing that Shamira had disappeared.
"Hey, anybody see where Mira went?" Kiera looked up from talking with Jak and looked around the room.
"Maybe she went outside for some fresh air?" Daxter climbed the stairs quickly to compensate for his size but as he came to the door he nearly screamed. what seemed like the entire battalion of crimzon guard were all standing at their doorstep.
"Everyone in this facility is under arrest! Surrender peaceably and your execution MIGHT be swift." those downstairs didn't need to hear Daxters screaming as he ran down the stairs, dodging energy blasts, the place was small enough to hear the guard speak, although that also meant there was very little room to move and fight. once Daxter got out of the way, the Guard moved in like a flood. Torn and Jak tried vainly to stop their onslaught but the rush of guards was too much even for them. every time a guard fell, three more took his place. they closed in on the three people within and the ottsel, who was promptly thrown into a cage. Jak prepared to go into Dark Jak mode but the guard came with precautions. the serum that Mira had once used on him was injected into his neck and he slumped down. the guard filed out and brought the four prisoners outside, where they made room for Erol, but someone else walked at his side like the lackey that Erol was to the baron..
"Good Job Shamira. Your acting is as good as ever. I would have never believed that you could be such a great help to us. Bringing in several of the most key figures of the underground resistance. The Eco freak," he looked at Jaks prone form, then turning to Torn, who was still struggling vainly against the guard who held him. "and my predecessor former guard general Torn. You have sunk so low." Daxter couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't give a shit about Erol's gloating, but the fact that Shamira stood next to him like an equal disgusted him.
"How could you do this to us Mira?! We - I trusted you!" a dark grin even more disturbing than Erols bragging one spread across her fair face.
"Exactly. And if it weren't for you Daxter," she placed her index finger under his chin through the cage as she leaned down to face him eye to eye "I would have never gotten Torn to trust me either." Erols mocking grin was whipped off his face as he saw the fourth captive. He pushed aside the guard who held her so that he would release her as he recognized Kiera.
"Kiera? What are you doing here?! I knew you were siding with this - this Eco freak but helping him undo everything I have?" Kiera didn't look at him.and Erol put together a story in his head to defend his crush. "No.. no Jak must have forced you to come here. Lets go, Ill help you forget about anything he said to you.." it was rather odd to see him act so soft and compassionate around anyone, though it wasn't surprising that he was her that he was like that around. Shamira stood up with an exasperated sigh.
"Erol you dolt, she wasn't forced here, I showed her here to show you what a whore she is. shes been toying with your heart. The only one she loves is him." she pointed to Jaks procumbant body. Erol growled, still in his illusion of love.
"Never say that in my presence Shamira. She has been brainwashed and I will comfort her. Come Kiera." she sighed again while rolling her eyes and got on Torns Zoomer. She pulled out an intravenous bag and hooked it to a part of the zoomer. "give me the Eco prisoner. I will take him to the Prison Myself. Take the other two to the Barons Prison. Keep them both in the Lurker cages and keep three patrol Zoomers around to watch them. I don't want any of them to escape. Give them sedatives while they are there. Ill interrogate them myself."
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Nik: evil cackling laughter.. All's Fair in Love and War! I cant wait to start on my next one. sorry it took so long but Ive suddenly got a ton of inspiration now and its guaranteeing good stuffs! REVIEW REVIEW! POUR YOUR SOUL INTO ME THAT I MAY DEVOUR YOUR PRAISE!!! (wow.. and I didn't even watch a corny horror movie... please don't run away screaming.. I cant help that I'm eccentric.)
oh, and I just realized how much Shamira has been evolving through my story. You may not know it, but she was originally based on me. her mysterious quietness and unemotional responses. the fact she cant get drunk. how she seemed to be different from other elves. she was supposed to be human at first but as it went on she became a tortured elf. I developed her into her own persona with only hints of myself embedded within. but as you read this chapter, I'm going to add another part of her persona thats going to make her even more complex. evil grin I think you can imagine what I'm thinking by my title.
besides, I've always been a firm believer that the arts, whether singing, painting, or writing, when you do it, you bear your soul to those who you ask to watch. which also explains why so many people get hurt so strongly when people verbally bash their work. its like spitting on your soul.
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"Jak!" Jak was nearly tackled down as Shamira glomped him. he smiled as she momentarily made him forget everything that had happened in the past few days..
"Hey there Jak.. defying reality as usual?" Jak practically jumped out of his skin as he recognized the voice. Kiera?! In the underground?! Shamira released Jak from her death grip and Jak saw where the mechanic stood. she was leaning on the wall behind Torns desk. "so this is where you spend all of your time.. I knew you were busy.. but the undercover war? you haven't changed a bit in there have you?" she poked him in the chest at 'bit'. Jak was ... surprised to say the least.
"Kiera! You shouldn't be he -" she responded with a smile.
"from what I know, neither should you." she hugged him tenderly. though Jak still stood dumbstruck.
"But - how did you find out that I am with the underground?" Mira called for attention behind him.
"Well Jak.. I told her. I was worried about you and - well I thought she was the best person to tell. Torns not too happy about it though." Torn huffed. apparently he had been hunching into his chair too much for anyone to notice him.
"I knew that girl was bad news the moment you brought her in kid." Daxter bold jumped op on Torns head and spoke quickly before he grabbed him and squeezed the life out of him.
"You know shes been just as much help as Jak." as he jumped away while Torn tried to grab him torn growled and answered..
"Yea, she did help, In nearly handing Jak to the baron on a silver platter." Daxter suddenly looked up, suddenly noticing that Shamira had disappeared.
"Hey, anybody see where Mira went?" Kiera looked up from talking with Jak and looked around the room.
"Maybe she went outside for some fresh air?" Daxter climbed the stairs quickly to compensate for his size but as he came to the door he nearly screamed. what seemed like the entire battalion of crimzon guard were all standing at their doorstep.
"Everyone in this facility is under arrest! Surrender peaceably and your execution MIGHT be swift." those downstairs didn't need to hear Daxters screaming as he ran down the stairs, dodging energy blasts, the place was small enough to hear the guard speak, although that also meant there was very little room to move and fight. once Daxter got out of the way, the Guard moved in like a flood. Torn and Jak tried vainly to stop their onslaught but the rush of guards was too much even for them. every time a guard fell, three more took his place. they closed in on the three people within and the ottsel, who was promptly thrown into a cage. Jak prepared to go into Dark Jak mode but the guard came with precautions. the serum that Mira had once used on him was injected into his neck and he slumped down. the guard filed out and brought the four prisoners outside, where they made room for Erol, but someone else walked at his side like the lackey that Erol was to the baron..
"Good Job Shamira. Your acting is as good as ever. I would have never believed that you could be such a great help to us. Bringing in several of the most key figures of the underground resistance. The Eco freak," he looked at Jaks prone form, then turning to Torn, who was still struggling vainly against the guard who held him. "and my predecessor former guard general Torn. You have sunk so low." Daxter couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't give a shit about Erol's gloating, but the fact that Shamira stood next to him like an equal disgusted him.
"How could you do this to us Mira?! We - I trusted you!" a dark grin even more disturbing than Erols bragging one spread across her fair face.
"Exactly. And if it weren't for you Daxter," she placed her index finger under his chin through the cage as she leaned down to face him eye to eye "I would have never gotten Torn to trust me either." Erols mocking grin was whipped off his face as he saw the fourth captive. He pushed aside the guard who held her so that he would release her as he recognized Kiera.
"Kiera? What are you doing here?! I knew you were siding with this - this Eco freak but helping him undo everything I have?" Kiera didn't look at him.and Erol put together a story in his head to defend his crush. "No.. no Jak must have forced you to come here. Lets go, Ill help you forget about anything he said to you.." it was rather odd to see him act so soft and compassionate around anyone, though it wasn't surprising that he was her that he was like that around. Shamira stood up with an exasperated sigh.
"Erol you dolt, she wasn't forced here, I showed her here to show you what a whore she is. shes been toying with your heart. The only one she loves is him." she pointed to Jaks procumbant body. Erol growled, still in his illusion of love.
"Never say that in my presence Shamira. She has been brainwashed and I will comfort her. Come Kiera." she sighed again while rolling her eyes and got on Torns Zoomer. She pulled out an intravenous bag and hooked it to a part of the zoomer. "give me the Eco prisoner. I will take him to the Prison Myself. Take the other two to the Barons Prison. Keep them both in the Lurker cages and keep three patrol Zoomers around to watch them. I don't want any of them to escape. Give them sedatives while they are there. Ill interrogate them myself."
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Nik: evil cackling laughter.. All's Fair in Love and War! I cant wait to start on my next one. sorry it took so long but Ive suddenly got a ton of inspiration now and its guaranteeing good stuffs! REVIEW REVIEW! POUR YOUR SOUL INTO ME THAT I MAY DEVOUR YOUR PRAISE!!! (wow.. and I didn't even watch a corny horror movie... please don't run away screaming.. I cant help that I'm eccentric.)
