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Hi, I'm back! I don't know why, but I have absolutely no problem with writing the chapter, I just have a problem typing it up…

I have a surprise OC in this, and I want you to tell me in your review if you want me to make him important or not.

Not much else to say…

Chapter 8

This Isn't the Worst that Could Happen

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'Maybe things could be worse. Yeah, they could be, right? Alright,'2-D said to himself, 'things could be way worse. I'll survive.'

Not only was he worried about his own survival, but he was worried about Noodle. What happened to her?

'I remember she jumped off the island…' 2-D thought, trying to organize all the events that had happened so he could make sense of all of them. 'I don't remember seeing any helicopters chase after her, so maybe she escaped alive…'

But, he was just trying to think positively. The unexplainable could have happened and he didn't want to think about it, nobody would.

All of a sudden, 2-D was dumped onto the ground, left to get up on his own.

"So, you tried to escape from the Inc, didn't you?" A voice said, making 2-D look up from his place on the ground. "This is strange…We've got another Inc. escapee here right now. Maybe you know them," The man said, straightening his cowboy hat.

A sudden rush of relief came over 2-D. Maybe the other escapee was Noodle.

"Get up," The other man ordered.

2-D got up quickly, despite his severe migraine.

"Your cell's over there, you'll get two meals a day: breakfast and dinner, we expect you to keep your cell clean, and we expect you to be quiet and keep to yourself. Got it?"

2-D nodded.

"Alright then. I'll show you the way. Oh yeah, I'm James, but that'll be Mister James to you," James said, walking behind 2-D to make sure he wouldn't escape.

Walking by, 2-D could've sworn that he had seen Murdoc in one of those cells. 'Did he try to…?'

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Asphalt wasn't the best thing to land on, but it could've been worse.

She hurt all over, so she decided to lay there for a while, at least until the pain began to subside.

While lying there, Noodle came to several conclusions. Obviously, 2-D didn't jump off; she assumed he had gotten caught. But, where was he? Another thing was that the island was probably destroyed, though, there was a slight possibility that it wasn't.

Noodle jolted up, despite the immense pain, as a frightening thought went through her mind. 'Did…did they kill 2-D-san?' She had to find him. She couldn't be alone, not again.

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It actually wasn't too shabby. The bed was nice; the sink had hot water, the toilet flushed. Except, it was a little dusty and there was an everlasting stench that, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it, it wouldn't go away. Other than that, it wasn't too bad.

2-D lied down on the bed, trying to rest so maybe his headache would go away.

"Hey!" A voice called sharply.

2-D opened his eyes and sat up, looking for the voice's owner. It was James.

James pushed a plate of food though a tiny window. "Here, it's dinner."

2-D got up, and walked over to the window. After staring at the food for a minute or two he said, "I don't eat meat."

The other looked surprised for a second. "Well, it looks like you just won't be eatin' tonight," he said, turning around. He paused for a few seconds and continued, "Well, just this once, I'll give you somethin' other than meat. I'll go see what we got."

James left, leaving 2-D alone again. He sat back down on his bed, waiting for James to come back.

About twenty minutes later, the man returned. "Sorry, but, we ain't got nuthin' else. So, if you're really hungry, just eat it."

2-D replied, "I ain't hungry, anyway."

"Y'know, I tried to escape, too. And, you know what happened? Well, I ended up here. And, look at me now, I practically run this place!" James told 2-D. He continued, "I kinda feel some sympathy for you. I can't blame you, trying to escape from that wretched place. Your dream of freedom, destroyed…"

There was complete silence between the two for a few moments.

"Oh, by the way, ever hear about that girl that escaped several years ago? Well, she still hasn't gotten caught. Though, they have come close several times before…" James said, trailing off.

2-D suddenly became alert. Was he mentioning Noodle? So, she wasn't there, she didn't get caught. Both relief and fear settled over him. They hadn't caught her. So she was free…

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The bass guitar had somehow survived its long fall, but all four strings were snapped in half—broken.

He just shrugged it off; he couldn't do anything now, now could he? Nope. Except…he could use it to guard himself from whatever threw itself at him.

Del picked the guitar up, using his shoulder to help support it as he strolled about town.

Even though it looked like he was taking a midday stroll, he wasn't. He was searching.

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Running as fast as she could, Noodle ran to the outskirts of town.

About a mile or two outside of town was the jail. In the jail were all the people that had disobeyed the laws of the Inc. and the Inc. itself.

Earlier, when she had just begun her search, she remembered about how previous escapees were taken to the jail right outside of the city. She decided it was the best place to start; 2-D might just be there.

She kept on running, thinking, 'It won't be long, 2-D…Just wait for me.'

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To Be Continued

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Sorry, it took me forever to get this up. The next chapter should be up way sooner than this one was, hopefully.