A/N: yay! 2 reveiws! and to answer the question I was asked... You won't find out who her mother is for a while... and I'm gettng to what happened to Dawns siblings. Just be patient and you'll find out a whole bunch of stuff in later chapters.

Chapter 8

Well, there I was. Standing in front of Krew's bar. Oh boy… well, here goes nothing… Me and my reckless courage… I walked bravely into the bar, and there was Krew, in all his glory, along with Sig and… Tess? Wow, she's not an ottsel anymore. Oh well. I cleared my throat loudly, and got Krew's attention.

"Ah. You must be the one Torn sent," he said, hovering closer to me. Yeesh, he's even more ugly than dad described him to me.

"Yeah. That's me," I answered.

"Hmm… a bit scrawny for my taste… a bit too skinny, but you should do fine…So what can I do for you, young lady?" he continued with that disgusting smile that showed his yellow, decaying teeth. BLECH! I stayed as calm as I could.

"Where's Jak?" I asked as politely as I could.

"Jak? Jak who?" he was playing dumb. It was obvious that he knew I was out to kick some ass, and I didn't care who's it was.

"Listen, buddy," Dawn cut in, "we've had a rough day. Don't push it." I shook my head.

"Look, Torn told us to go after Jak, and that you knew where he was. So just give me an answer and I'll be on my way," I explained as briefly as I could.

"Bloodsuckers…" Krew muttered angrily, then decided to fess up.

"I sent Jak down into the Sewers," he answered. All right, now I knew what the hell I was doing. "If you go down there and come out alive I'll give you a weapon upgrade." Oh, NOW we're talking! Even though he was talking about how 'scrawny' I was again.

Finally I was out of there! Jeeze, that guy gave me the creeps, big time! I jumped on my zoomer as quick as I could, started it up and raced for the sewer entrance… of course, I had no clue where that was, so I'd have to go back and ask Uncle Torn for directions. And so, hitting a few KG's along the way for kicks, I made it back to the hideout in one piece.

"Jakie, what are you doing back?" Uncle Torn demanded when I walked in the door.

"I need to know where the entrance to the sewers is," I answered. "That Krew guy is creepy…" He chuckled lightly, and then looked at his maps.

"The entrance is right there," he said, pointing to a spot on his map. I quickly scanned it over several times, and memorized the area.

"Alright, I think I can remember that. Thanks, Uncle Torn." I could tell he wasn't to fond of the name I dubbed him, since every time I called him 'Uncle' his cheeks would turn a pale pinkish color. I grinned every time.

"Just go get Jak, Jakie," he ordered. Heh. Typical Uncle Torn… ok now… To the sewers!

I had a bit of a hard time finding the entrance at first. But once I got a good feel for the area, I found it. I jumped off the zoomer before I hit the breaks and watched it crash for one quick laugh before I went down there. I pulled out my blaster, looked at Dawn, and then walked down the tunnel and into the sewers. Yuck. I got about… say ten yards before…

"Halt! You are under arrest!" What the! I looked all around me. KG's had just popped out of nowhere and surrounded me completely! There were too many to take out, and if I tried to fight, well, their weapons were already charged up. Oh shit… This whole thing had been an ambush!

"Drop your weapon!" another yelled. I had no other choice. If I didn't just come along quietly, then I'd be killed. My fingers slowly loosened their grip and my blaster fell to my feet. Several of the ones that were closer to me grabbed my arms and cuffed me, while a few others decided it was a good idea to knock me around a little so I'd be weak enough to handle. I don't know what happened to Dawn, but I don't think it was anything good.

"Good work, men," came a gruff voice, "you've captured one of the Underground fighters." A beefy looking man pushed his way through the fleet of KG's, took one look at me, and chuckled. "Well, if it's isn't Jak, himself!" What! He thought I was my father! Well screw him!

"I'm not Jak…" I managed. I felt his hand cup around my jaw and force me to look him in the eye. Heh. Baron Praxis. Should've known…

"Well, well… and just who might you be, young lady?" he asked, still keeping his cocky attitude. He makes me so sick… even when dad told me stories of him when I was a child, I still didn't like him. I refused to answer him, only to receive a slap in the face. Ok, that hurt…

"With all due respect, sir," one of the guards chimed in, "This is the one responsible for the massacre at the pumping station." Praxis cocked an eyebrow.

"This scrawny little runt?" he asked. He better watch who he's calling a scrawny runt… "Well, in that case, she'll make a fine test subject." Wha… test subject! Screw this! Praxis, I will kill you! But before I could make a move to even try to get away, I was knocked in the back of the head and everything went black…