Do do dooooo! I hath reappeared. Art thou excited beyond wits of speaking? Hehehe…just kidding. I just felt like talking like that. I talk like uh heel beely. :P . Well, actually I don't. I WAS born in Kentucky where they normally speak like that, but I lived with my mom, and Mawmaw. Mawmaw wouldn't let me talk like that so here in Kentucky/West Virginia I'm an odd ball. Oh well. Actually I think my whole family doesn't do that. You guys probably don't wanna hear about me right? Wanna talk about yourself?...I'll be your therapist and you can sit on the little leather couch, crying and telling me about your childhood while I nod and pretend I'm listening.

Mud was covering my legs completely and my entire body was wet. It was starting to dry. Walking in the sewer for six hours straight was hard. Jak and I (not Daxter of course!) walked along the streets of Haven, making prints from the mud. I kept having to pull my breeches up, because when we fell in the fast falling water, a pole jerked off my belt. I lost both of my gloves. Jak was sweet enough to buy me some new ones at a pawnshop at the south gate. Daxter complained as to how Jak never bought him anything. To make up for it, he was riding on my shoulder for a while. I was excited because I would get to meet Torn. I think.

We were on the same block as the Naughty Ottsel when a guard held his gun down in our path. Jak looked at him slightly alarmed,

"Is there a problem?", he said in an intimidating tone.

"Sorry, but sensors show this young woman is not a Havinian citizen. I'm asking you to leave or make yourself legal at the head office."

"Where's the head office?", I asked.

"Southgate"

Daxter glared at Jak,

"We were just there!", he boomed.

"I didn't see it.", he said innocently.

"Can you take us there, please?" I said pleadingly. He didn't say anything for a second, then through his speaker we heard a faint sigh,

"Fine".

"Thank you!" He nodded. We turned around and headed for our destination. In about a 5 minute walk we were there. Without saying a word, the guard walked away, leaving us at the front door. Jak opened the door for me as Daxter switched back to Jak's shoulder. I slowly entered as I gaped up at the huge golden trimmed building. A man was in front of us in the blink of an eye,

"How may I assist you ma'am?"

"She wants a registration", Jak answered for me. I nodded.

"May I ask your name? Your full name?" he asked about to write on a clipboard. Jak leaned over and whispered in my ear,

"Make up a fake name". I looked puzzled but followed along,

"Michelle Leanne Trimmers", I lied. He nodded and wrote it down,

"Would you be having a normal city license or a Freedom League license, which includes the other?" I took a sidelong at Jak,

"Freedom League please", he said. I felt surprised but forced a smile and nodded again. The man gestured toward another room,

"Go in there for military scans please. If you're accepted please come in here for your license." We both walked toward the room and through the metal doors. I could tell the three men in the room were also apart of the army because of their tattoos. Suddenly one grabbed my arm and set me on a metal table. Jak was alarmed at first and hesitated to get me but he just waited. Another put a rather large scanner above/behind my head and twisted a knob on it. The third one said in a gruff voice,

"Turn them to female scanners", he took a glance at me before continuing, "And put on the adolescence lense." The first obeyed by pushing a few buttons on a near by contraption and twisting the main piece on the scanner. Suddenly a loud noise accured as the contraption began to move. A blinding red light was covering my body as the scanner crossed my body. The third man nodded to the second as the first (I know it's confusing) typed a few keys on a computer. After a short while, the testing stopped. It was silent while the men decided if I'd make it or not,

"Well by the looks of the war, we're going to need all the soldiers we can get. By the looks of your stamina and agility, you'd make a good spy. But we'll just let Torn deal with you." My stomach slightly turned but I wasn't too nervous. The men slid the machine head back and helped me off. When I got to Jak he had a slightly worried face on,

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine. Thanks."

We walked out and one of the men followed us. We reached a desk to get a license and the Freedom League soldier told the man at the desk that I was accepted. After about two minutes, I had my official license. Jak led me out the door and back on to our original path. We walked for another five minutes and reached the Naughty ottsel in a slightly hurried manner. The door began to slide open for entrance as we walked in its direction. Moreover, of course, Daxter said his lines,

"Ahhh, the Naughty ottsel. Honey, I'm home!"

"Jak? I never thought I'd see you again.", Torn said.

"TORN!", he said angrily," WHAT are you doing to my place!".

"We needed a southern hq for the war. Plus..." he continued.

I began to shift uncomfortably as I looked around. Then I saw in a mirror that the scanner must've made tattoos on my face. I grinned. Thick lines went up about a few inches away from my mouth and more down the sides of my nose. In addition, on my ears two on each, made and x on them. As I stroked the tattoos on my ears, I noticed the holographic blast-bot appear on the generator. Torn asked Jak if he could handle it…and of course, Jak agreed. But right before we got out the door, Torn spoke,

"Who's this?" he said looking from Jak to me.

"Kirsten. But we made up a name for her license."

"Good choice. You can never trust anyone around Haven anymore. Especially with the war going on. What type is she?"

"I forgot to ask you. They didn't know what to put her in. They said she specialized in agility and had good stamina I guess. What do you want her for?"

"She'll just have to do whatever she can. I've got my hands full right now, so she'll probably just be a multitasker."

Jak nodded and we headed for the door again. I took one more glance at Torn before following Jak. Off we went for the first bot. We both got on separate zoomers and headed north. It would be a bit more difficult to shoot and drive for me than Jak because Daxter shot for him. Nevertheless, I didn't tell them. I would sound too much like a wimp. The KG blast bot came into view as Daxter began to fire away with his jaw opened, into a wide grin and his tongue hanging out. Struggling, I went at full speed, and let go of the handle, reaching for my gun. I used my handgun to pierce it a bit better and Jak just used his morph gun. I began to shoot at the joints while Daxter got the bombs. It's legs and gun fell off and it exploded. I looked at Jak and he nodded to me. We went toward the second bot. About 15 seconds went by as we prepared to fire. Right when it's leg came into view I began shooting. But right as I moved for another weak spot the laser had locked on me and fired continuously. I tried to move but before I knew it I was on the ground, bleeding and everything blacked out slowly.