After this there came a silence and Jak backed away from the door. Those statement had come from Kaida.
She seemed to know her way around the city fairly well so how could it be that she wouldn't see her home? Did she come from somewhere else? But there weren't any other cities nearby, how would she have gotten here? Questions about things, he was sure were none of his business, wandered around in his mind until, abruptly, the door slid open.
Kaida blinked in the out door light and tripped on the door frame when she saw Jak standing outside. He blinked at her but his face was straight
"Kaida, what are you doing here? Who's in there?" Jak's voice didn't ring with any particular concern but it did hold a note of curiosity.
"Eh," Kaida stumbled on her words. 'What should I say? I mean, he's going in right? But, what can I say?' "I er, are you here for something?"
"Uh," Now it was Jaks turn to swallow his words. "I mean, yeah I came here for something, but I asked you, what are you doing here?" Kaida gave Jak a broad smile and pointed to the door, indicating him to enter, then she side stepped him and walked away innocently. She waved over her shoulder in an 'I'll-meet-you-later' way and left Jak with a fine helping of confusion.
Jak blinked after her. He couldn't help the feeling that he had just been left hanging with out answers. Daxter, even , was silent at Kaida's retreating back. Jak turned and looked at the smooth grey door to the house. She had told him to enter so why not? He stepped forward and when the door rushed open, he entered
Kaida turned a corner on the boardwalk and looked back over her shoulder to see Jak entering the Oracle's house. She stopped and took a deep breath. Kaida felt relief pour down on her. She didn't know if he would drill her for passing him off like that, but all that mattered was that at this moment, she had gotten away with it.
'So,' she thought to herself as she walked. 'the Oracle knows that I am not from here. But what else does it know? I want to know, but I can't go back without those gems.' She made up her mind and hopped onto a zoomer that was parked in the water. However, instead of zooming off into the city she merely maneuvered it next to a building and jumped off onto the roof. She paid no attention as the zoomer sank to the ground and scraped across the wooden boardwalk. Her boots slipped on the smooth inclined surface of the roof over hangs but she managed to get a hold on the metal and made it to the flat of the roof. She found a place where she could see the front of the house of the Oracle but was not in obvious sight. She sat down and rested up against some brickwork. Her stomach made its complaints known and she knew that she hadn't eaten in too long for her liking. But she had to do this, she needed to get those gems.
Jak looked around, his eyes wide, at the open room he had stepped into. The candles flickered as the door slid shut. To Jak's great surprise there was no one else in the room, except a great golden statue that Jak vaguely recognized from years ago
"Greetings great warrior." The deep voice resounded in Jak's ears and his attention was set on the Oracle statue. "I sense there is a dark rage burning within you, and in time it will destroy you with it's madness." Jak frowned at the Oracle.
"Charming sentiment." Daxter muttered in a low voice to Jak.
"Only the last power of the precursors can save you. Destroy my enemies, those creatures you call the metal heads. Bring me 25 of their skull gems, and I will teach you how to control these powers." Jak nodded when the Oracle finished.
"I got it. Can you tell me, what was Kaida in her for?"
"I called her to make her the same offer I have given you. She too contains a darkness, threatening to overcome her." The Oracle answered. This came as a surprise to Jak. He wasn't the only one with this... 'problem'? He knew she had been in there too, and been through a lot too. In fact, he knew more specifics then any other prisoner in that place. He, in fact, had been a sort of part of it. But, he had always assumed that she had just come off with scars and physical changes. Jak had never thought she would have the same side effects as him. He felt these questions come to the surface, but some how he got the feeling the Oracle was done so he meerly nodded to the statue and exited the building.
'But,' he thought to himself as he left, 'maybe the Oracle didn't mean it the same way. It cant be the same. Dax got dark eco too, and he turned orange. Her eco was different, it was mixed with blood. She can't be the same. I am alone in this.' He assured himself of this last comment and attempted to clear his head. He needed to go help Sig. For all he knew, Sig might already be there and Jak would have lost an important job. He turned and headed out to the end of the dock leading out of the city walls.
From her post on the roof, Kaida could see Jak exit the Oracle's building. He paused for only a moment before heading out to where Kaida knew that Sig would be waiting. Once Jak was out of her sights, Kaida climbed down from the roof on a drain pipe. She attempted to not draw attention to herself and walked quickly down the board walk path to where the pipe to the pumping station was set in the wall. She slowed her pace to allow a good space of time for Jak and Sig. She counted and measured the time as best as she could then she entered the doors leading out of the city walls.
Wreckage lay scattered in the sand, still wet from being freshly blown off a water tank. She stepped around the sharp jagged metal and headed for the rising and falling platforms. She could here the sound of shots in the distance and hurried around the corner in the direction of the valve for the slum water system. Jak and Sig would be heading the other way to collect trophies for Krew, so she would have some time to collect metal head gems before Jak and Sig got around this way. She would also, should she need it(she hoped she wouldn't), have some help if she yelled for it.
She jumped quickly from cliff to cliff and finally dropped down onto the beach. She yanked her gun from its holster and kept behind a patch of trees and grass. A group of metal heads stalked along the beach in front of her. There didn't seem to be too many, though she couldn't get a good head count without coming into the open. Kaida checked her gun, made sure it was loaded and took a breath. She needed these gems, they could help her with her 'internal problem' and with them, the Oracle might find a way to get her home.
With that last thought, she stepped from behind the bushes and fired the first shot at the metal heads. These were the fairly weak metal heads, and each took two shots to go down. But from the moment the first shot was fired, the metal head's minds had nothing but her death on them. They swarmed at her with their tazer staffs ready. She fired and fired, taking down each metal head as they came closer.
Unfortunately for her, there was a limit to how fast she could cock and fire. As for the metal heads, with their numbers, they began to come at her more then one at a time. At last Kaida looked around frantically as they began to come 3 at a time, and saw more metal heads come from down the beach, and around the cliffs. She had seriously disturbed a nest.
A sensation of instant burning flashed through her body and all her muscles froze. She dropped to the ground and kicked at the metal head closest to her. She panted heavily while attempting to shoot back the metal heads. There was no way to win this one. There were too many metal heads to shoot; she was running out of ammo, and there were too many too close. Kaida shot the gun over her shoulder and prayed to whatever gods existed here, that she hit.
She wheeled around and jumped the dead body and ran as fast as she could to the cliffs. She climbed up and ran until she reached the spot she wanted. Kaida paused as she looked down at the waters below. She looked back and saw that the group of metal heads had caught up. She looked back down then up again, then jumped. She put her feet flat and together. She hit the water with a crash but before she floated to the surface, she began to swim frantically to shore. Kaida knew there was something else in the water here.
She heard the mechanical whirring in the water and sloshed her way through the water and wet sand until she was fully out. Even then, she dragged herself farther away from the water's edge. She looked back to the surface and could clearly see the bulky water-bot with its red camera/light gleaming. The water was suddenly violently disturbed. The metal heads had shown their lack of intelligence and desire for carnage by jumping in after Kaida. The guard-bot was gone instantly and its calm soothing voice was heard briefly before it began to shoot the metal heads, killing then all instantly.
Kaida just watched, not even thinking about the skull gems. Her heart was on fire and all her limbs were numb. Blood that had dried on her skin and clothes began to run again and painted streaks on her exposed skin. Once she could feel her toes, and her heart settled down, Kaida got to her feet and began to walk back down the beach to the place where she had initially had been fighting. To her luck, all of the metal heads in the area had either been shot or had followed her to their deaths. Kaida came to the first body and inspected its gem.
In the game the gems had popped out, when they were killed. Here, however, the gems remained part of the bodies skull, and the carnage remained on the beach. Kaida grasped the gem of a cold metal head and tugged at it. She could feel where it sat in the skull. The gem was like a horn, and horns could be sawed off, or they would fall off and be regrown. Kaida grabbed her gun from its holster and smashed the head of the dead body. She felt it crack and hit the bone with the butt of her gun again. This time the bone fractured and came apart. The gem slipped forward and with a good hard kick to the face of the metal head, removed it. A little blood oozed on her fingertips from the gem but she looked it over and was satisfied. She pocketed it, but when she looked up at the number of bodies left, she figured it would take hours to pull the gems from the metal heads at the rate she was going. And what about when she got tired? She would move even slower.
Kaida checked the ammo in her gun and cocked it. She needed these gems and even if it was wasting the ammo, she would get them out. She lifted the head of another of the dead animals and grasped the gem in her fingers. Placing the muzzle on the skull next to the gem, she tightened her grip and prepared herself. The usual bang sounded when she pulled the trigger, and the bloody mess of the metal head splattered on the sand. There had been a serious pull on her arm, but Kaida still held the bloody gem in her fingers.
One by one, she went though 'harvesting' the gems from her dead foes. Once she had done them all, she was successfully covered with gore and blood. But, the pack on her hip was full of the valued gems. Kaida had carefully washed each gem in the salt water before placing them in her pack. The bodies that littered the beach would eventually be picked apart by the scavengers that wandered around the outlands. She didn't have to worry about Sig or Jak finding them because this was a part
of the island that they had no reason to go to. Kaida rested on the beach feeling strangely drained, but soon felt the need to leave.
She hauled her sluggish body back up the cliffs and across the beaches. Due to washing the gems, she was grungy, but there wasn't any blood on her skin or really visible on her clothes, so she received no special attention on her trek back through the city. The Oracle's house had been on her way but this overwhelming exhaustion drove her home. She stumbled out of her zoomer and into the hideout. She made it down the stairs and all the way to the back bunk room before she collapsed against the foot of a bed and passed out.
At first, this job seemed easy enough, protect Sig while he powered up his gun and took out the metal head targets. Quick, easy, and simple. However, once they got onto the beach there was not specific area where the creatures could come from. Instead, they came from all angles and some how zeroed into Sig. If that was not stress enough, once Sig had taken the shot and succeed, he moved on, and completely ignored the remaining creatures that were now setting their sights on Jak. He would yell over his shoulder at Jak if he fell too far behind. Eventually he felt his irritation at Sig grow.
Sig had stopped for the last target and Jak walked up behind him and opened his mouth to confront him, but before he could... a trap seemed to be sprung. A pack of metal heads charged at them the moment they caught sight of Sig. Jak cocked his gun and began taking aim. Suddenly a string of profanity issued form Sigh. Jak glanced over and saw the serious/worried look on his face.
"The peacemaker is jammed!" Even Jak, for all of his recent dislike of Sig, was set on edge by this.
"Give me a minute to clean it!" Sig yelled out and dropped to one knee and hurriedly began to remove parts of the gun and clean them out and realign other parts. Jak ran over to where Sig was kneeling and began to shoot anything that came close. Unfortunately the mob was just too large. What could have made so many metal heads gather in one deserted area like this? There was nothing here, that he could think of, that they would want. They couldn't honestly care about the four metal heads that Sig had taken out.
Every time Jak shot, the group took the momentary lapse in fire to come closer, and no matter how fast or how accurate that he was, the attackers just kept coming. His job was too keep Sig safe, and at this moment, it was looking like he might need to change the priority to keeping himself safe. Luckily Daxter had kept himself silent and safely situated on Jak's shoulder. He broke out of his thoughts as a crunch issued behind him. He whipped around to see a metal head who had gone unnoticed long enough to get within feet of Sig. Jak took aim and shot him down, then spun back around to face those targets that had now managed to come frighteningly close. There was a ring of enemies around him now, and that ring was quickly shrinking.
"Yeah baby! The peacemaker is back online!" Jak almost let out an audible sigh of relief as he heard Sig's exclamation. Jak now turned his full attention on those in front of him while he heard Sig dealing with those at his back. In a surprisingly short time, they had finished off the metal heads and taken out the last target.
"BOOM! Home team five, metal heads nothing That was the last one. Tell Krew we got 'em all cooked and canned. I'm gonna clean Peacemaker and pick up the trophies. Ya did good rookie." Sig, for the first time, smiled good naturedly at the two in front of him. Jak felt himself return the smile, but for some reason he had nothing else to say. He turned away as Sig began to clean the peacemaker more carefully.
Jak walked slowly down the beach, collecting all of the skull gems on the ground, and removing all the ones still attached to the heads. He looked at his surroundings and made a mental map of the area and was about to make his way around a cliff face when Daxter pointed out the familiar machinery that signified the way to go home.
"Lets go Jak." Jak nodded and headed towards the city walls. However, had he gone around that corner, he would have seen a fair number of metal head bodies lying on the beach, some with messed up skulls and some missing heads. An hour or however long it was, Kadia stirred. She felt sick all over. Her limbs ached, her guts where tied up in nots and her head was in a vice. She struggled to her feet and looked around. Jak was sitting on his bed and looked up when he saw that she had woken up. He stood quickly nearly dumping Daxter to the floor. Said rodent cussed at Jak but he wasn't paying attention.
He was quickly next to Kaida a hand on her shoulder and the other ready to catch her if she fell again.
"Kaida, are you ok? When I go back you were out cold. The Oracle told me some stuff, are you up to talking?" Jak spoke clearly but softly just incase she wasn't feeling well. Jak looked to Kaida's face to see what she thought but her eyes and features were empty.
"A... a shower. I need... I need a shower..." Kaida mumbled. She turned away and stumbled towards the shower area. Jak was momentarily lost, he quickly regained himself and jumped after her.
"Kaida you seem, well there is something wrong with you. You need to lie down." He gently pulled her shoulder back but Kaida shook Jak off.
"I really need a shower." She slumped into the shower area and seeming indifferent to Jak's presence, kicked off her boots, untied her hair and began to undress for a shower. Jak was thoroughly startled but unsure of exactly what he could do, left the showers before Kaida go too far. As the sound of water slapping the tile came to his ears he walked back to his bed and sat down. He checked the clock on the far wall and noted the time. If she took too long he would check if she was ok. Kaida stood motionless in the shower, her face turned up into the spray of water her clothes had been discarded in a pile on the floor.
She could feel the water track down her skin to her wrists and ankles, then the feeling stopped. The numbness was slowly creeping up her limbs but she seemed not to notice. She looked down at the dirty water running into the drain. It was stained with dirt and blood. She watched as blood that had stuck to her hair ran down the pale parts of her skin then too the floor.
Suddenly she sank to the ground and emptied what little substance her stomach had held. Being mostly liquid it quickly drifted down the drain. She barely had time to gasp for breath before her stomach turned its self inside out again. Once her organ had emptied itself completely, a trickle of blood oozed in the corner of her mouth, and her body continued to wrack itself with dry heaves. She continued to alternately gasp for air and heave, and as the water washed away her sweat she became aware of what had happened.
She had stumbled home, passed out and in a trace-like state, she had come to take a shower. The water from the shower head turned cold and the heaves died down until they left her panting on the floor. When at last, feeling returned to Kaida's fingers, she pulled herself to her feet and turned off the water. She wrapped her starving body in a towel and made her way out of the shower. She managed to find some mismatched shit and pants and staggered to her bed. The exhaustion again gripped at her very soul and she collapsed onto the covers.
Jak jerked awake as the bed rocked minutely and creaked. He looked over the edge to find Kaida out cold, draped over the edge of her bed. Her face was pale and there was smudged, drying blood on the corner of her mouth. Jak frowned as the sight brought back memories of how similar this looked to some times when they would return from torture at the prison. If Jak regained consciousness first, he would look though the bars to see Kaida slumped on the floor, pale from shock, lip bleeding from biting. Jak push Kaida onto the bed completely and pulled the thin sheet up on Kaida's body.
Once Kaida was set, Jak checked on Daxter to see him sleep, then went and took a shower himself. The memories of prison brought back his hatred to his mind, and worrying about Kaida reminded him of his old friends. It had been ages since he had seen them. Jak wondered desperately if they were alive, if everyone was ok, and if they even remembered him. Thoughts of what the Oracle had said too, drifted back. He had to control his power. And from what it seemed, Kaida had the same problem. He looked up into the spray of water and wondered if she too was looking for someone. He turned off the water and dressed himself again.
All that mattered is that Praxis pays for everything he did. If Erol happened to get in the way, all the better. Jak tightened his fists. He didn't care what disgusting jobs he got working in this forsaken city, all that mattered in the end is that he got what he wanted. Leaving his boots at the bottom of the ladder, he climbed up onto his bed and tried to calm his sudden anger so that he could get some actual sleep. Kaida turned on the bed below and her deprived body begged her to wake and satisfy its needs.
It burned. Every part of her body burned. Everything around her was dark and fire seemed to lick at her fingers and toes especially. It was too hot, and in a moment, it was too cold. Suddenly a feeling came to her fingers and she looked down. Water flowed from nowhere over her damaged hands. She thrust her face into the liquid and attempted to drink, but even as the liquid slid down her throat, it suddenly came back up. The river passed on and she attempted to drink again, but with the same result.
Kaida felt bone dry inside. She felt as if her stomach was a hole that would threaten to suck her own flesh in if she didn't feed it. She was falling through blackness for no reason. Falling, and as she gasped for breath to scream, her throat tightened. She couldn't breathe. Her stomach twisted and her body screamed for air but her throat remained closed. The burning numbness climbed through her fingers and toes again. Things flashed before her eyes, her friends, her family, her life. She saw Jak too, and Daxter.
Everything kept flashing, making her dizzy. Her head throbbed and she was falling again. She felt cold and hot at the same time and she could feel liquid again. She opened her eyes, which she didn't know she had closed, and saw a river running up to her fingers. She threw her face down and began to gulp at the fine river hungrily. The tang paused her for only a moment and she looked up for the source. Bodies stacked one on top of the other lay at the source of her river. Torn up bodies that leaked blood on the earth were stacked there.
Kaida was revolted and she tried to pull away but she couldn't, and she kept drinking. She drank, and all the while the numbness in her limbs refused to ebb, and the burning, soul devouring thirst wouldn't leave. Flashed of her friends passed her again through closed eyelids, and she continued to drink.
Kaida jerked upright and began to dry heave over the edge of her bed. This time the heaves continues for only a few minutes but it was painful none the less. All of the muscles in her main body felt strained and cramped. She lay panting quietly on the bed sheets, feeling paralyzed. When she regained motion in her limbs she turned over and saw in the dim light, the outline of her pack of skull gems. Tomorrow... tomorrow, she decided, she would go to the Oracle and turn in her gems for her new powers and maybe a chance to leave... Maybe... She slipped into sleep again, only this time she was so entirely exhausted she didn't have the energy to dream.
Kaida did not go the Oracle in the morning. In fact, she didn't go anywhere for nearly a week. Kaida had awoken the next morning, unable to stand. She was pale, feverish, and sweaty. Jak had made her stay in bed on the first day, but after that she didn't really complain too much. Torn had nodded curtly when he was told she was sick and would be staying at the hideout the entire time. In the mornings Jak or Daxter would give Kaida a plate of food and a jug of water then, they would leave for whatever mission they had.
They came back at all hours of the day and night, and usually were fatigued to the point where they just passed out. Jak would take a shower, depending on what time he got back and refill Kaida's water jug, but that was about all. It was an unexplainable illness and it seemed to linger. Everyday of that week slurred into the next until she was left with one long blur of a memory. She knew Jak and Daxter came and went. She knew that others also came in to check on her, even though she didn't know who they were.
She didn't really feel anything, but she did realize the lack of feeling, the numbness in her limbs. It was such a strange disease and she wanted it to go away. It was clouding her mind and fuzzing her memory. She had never felt like this before.
Jak had worked everyday, and was beginning to feel a little over worked as the days dragged on, but he forced himself to keep doing the dirty work. In the two years he had spent in prison, he had never felt worried. Fear of his own death, intense hatred, loneliness maybe, but never worry. And for once, he was worried about someone other then Daxter. Kaida was sick, and he didn't know what from and if it would get better, or how to make it better. He had never needed to take care of anyone, since Samos, back in the village, took care of that. Jak himself, rarely if ever, got sick. Kaida too, wasn't from around here, neither was he but that was beside the point.
Where ever she came from, maybe this was a serious problem, maybe she knew how to cure it but couldn't explain how. He hadn't learned a lot about her, despite the time they had spent in prison. The longer she had stayed there, the less she had talked. Besides, they had always been concerned with the idea of, 'Will I live until tomorrow?'.
The day he had come back reeking of the sewers he had found Kaida murmuring in her sleep. There was little to nothing that he could understand but it only added to the mystery. However, he did not have much time to think about any of it. He was busy with missions, partly self inflicted to keep his mind from worrying, and collecting skull gems for the Oracle. It was mission after mission, and Torn never seemed to ease up, and the city never seemed to take a break. He sighed as he entered the bunk area. It was the first day all week that he had finished while there was still day light. Jak looked around the room and saw that it was empty as usual. He wandered over to his own bunk, or in any case, the one he called his. He looked down at the sleeping figure in the bottom bunk. Kaida was asleep every time he came back and it caused a spark of worry, though he knew that she did wake up.
"She's been sick for a week, shouldn't we, I don't know, find a doctor or something?" Daxter asked calmly from Jak's shoulder. After a while, even Daxter had started to care. Jak frowned.
"I don't know if I would trust the doctors in this city. Besides, this isnt something that can be cured with those packs the KG carry." On the third day of Kaida's illness they gave her some of the eco from the KG packs, but it did nothing for her. Now going on her 6th day, it had crossed Jak's mind once or twice to see if there was a healer or doctor or anything around here, but remembering the memories of the 'care' they received in the prison still haunted him and pushed that idea away from his mind.
"I think she'll be fine." He responded as he turned away and removed his boots. "She's been through worse stuff in prison, I don't think something like this will get her." At least he hoped so. Aside from Daxter, Kaida was the only person he had left he could and would trust. In the darkness and pain in prison she had been the only one that kept him from going insane, and he was sure, he did the same for her.
Darkness was the first thing that her eyes registered at first. Then a light that seemed disgustingly bright forced her to squint. When at last she was able to adjust her eyes, she realized that the room was actually dim, and what she was seeing was the lights used to illuminate the underground's bunk area. She blinked again as a pair of blue eyes came into her range of vision. She blinked, waiting for her sluggish brain to kick in. A furry orange head popped into view, and her brain finally caught up to speed.
"Shouldn't you be gone?" Kaida's hoarse voice rasped from coughing, heaving and the lack of use.
"No, its fairly early in the morning. This is the first time all week that you have been up at a normal time, or at a time when we've been around." Jak responded.
"A week?" Kaida blinked. Everyday was a slur and to her it could have been an hour or a month.
"Yup, you've been out for 7 days. You've been laying on your lazy ass, while we have been working our asses off." Daxter complained/boasted. Kaida managed a glare at him and pushed herself to a sitting position. To her surprise, nothing spun, and the world remained in focus. Kaida looked over at Jak who had taken a seat on the bed next to hers.
"What have I missed?" She asked, still getting used to her voice.
"Not much on the important side." Jak responded nonchalantly. Daxter however, wasn't going to pass up this chance to boast.
"Well, let me tell you, you lazy ass, we've done a lot while you were just hanging around. We had to face deadly turret guns in the sewers full to the brim with metal heads! Risked life and limb for so many other missions like that, my head started to spin! Speaking of spinning, we met this wacko crackpot spazz named Vin. We had to save him for Tattoo Face, out there, and the freak nearly shot us full of holes!" Daxter added inflection to his words to make it seem incredibly dangerous. Inside, Kaida chuckled. She knew Vin was spazmatic and she knew how those sewers had been. The only interesting part was the vague mention of other missions. Nothing, that she could remember, happened in that time according to the game storyline.
"Anyway," Jak decided to add, "now we have to race to the stadium so we can be part of this racing team or something." Jak sighed and looked half tired, and half irritated. Kaida smiled slightly. This is where Jak would meet Keira for the first time after two years. Though they wouldn't recognize each other at first, they would soon after.
Kaida looked around for her boots and saw that whoever did laundry, had finally brought back her original new outfit. She pushed back the covers and made to get up, but Jak put a hand on her shoulder and kept her sitting.
"I don't think you should get up yet. You might still be sick." Jak said seriously. Kaida shook her head and felt her forehead before moving Jak's hand from her shoulder to her head so he could feel her lack of a fever. She was also no longer sweating and regained most of her minimal color. Jak couldn't feel a fever, and he was extremely when Kaida got to her feet and walked straight for her clothes with out even looking as if she was tired. Nothing about her suggested that she had been sick except for the signs that she had been in bed for a long period of time.
She picked out a red shirt in the same style that her first one had been, and a pair of black pants. She snatched up a towel and walked back over to Jak.
"Are you leaving?" She asked.
"Not right away. Its early and I am going to take my time before I go and try to beat that timed race to the Stadium." He responded, "Why?"
"Just wondering. Gonna take a shower." Kaida smiled and headed to the showers. As it turned out, the showers were empty again, but she didn't want to risk it so her took a hurried shower, mostly fixing her hair and washing her sweat off. By the time she finished and was dressed again Jak had left.
Kaida sighed, not that she had actually expected to find him waiting but it would have been nice to have the company. She wandered into the other room where she knew there would be some food waiting for the members to eat. She snatched up a bread and a piece of fruit. She sat down on her bed and enjoyed actually being able to taste her food before it ended up down her throat.
Once her hunger had been satisfied she laced up her boot, grabbed up her pack of gems and exited the hideout before Torn caught sight of her and could give her a mission. In a short time she ended up in the water slums and stood before the door to the Oracle. She touched the pack on her waist and stepped through the door into the House of the Oracle.
Hope you guys like this chapter. It's a bit longer then the others I think. I hope it isnt too boring or anything! Thanks! R & R!