Before I go on, I would like to give a massive thank you to everyone that reviewed. Honestly if no one reviewed I would have felt really bad and probably go mope and sulk for the rest of my life. Also I want to ramble about something. I was checking out the Cartoon Crossovers and I have come to four conclusions. A) They can't be bothered describing the characters they put in there own stories (assuming everyone knows them) B) If a really good idea comes up eg. A Pirate of the Caribbean parody they copy it. I came up with the idea first and then a few days later another one pops up!!! ONE EVEN HAS THE NERVE TO COPY THE FIRST FOUR CHAPTERS!!!!! But I'm over it he apologised. C) People include themselves in their own stories! WTF? That is what OC do! You don't go and include yourself! An OC represents you like the Olympic flag bearers! And D) this takes the cake. Having a relationship with the actual cartoon. Eg. Jack x Fire blade… NO. You don't go and write stories that include yourself and you definitely don't go and write stories that you have a relationship with a cartoon. I mean yes, I have fantasised on going on dates with Jack Spicer and on one occasion Chase Young (excellent ballroom dancer) but I don't go write a story about it! I USE MY FREAKING OC!!!!! Anyways if anyone is made angry from this ramble don't hesitate to write. I shall await them with glee! Also don't assume that all stories are like that. Some are stupendous! But then I realise I have no idea who Riku or Sora is… (Hits head on table)

Octavius stared at the newly arrived figure and to be completely honest didn't care. Sure, the person said they wanted to kill Jack but frankly, after creating a lizard, then discovering another, more sinister lizard, then fighting both lizards in another villain's room and suffering a broken leg and torn arm, you really just want to sit down and watch "My Name is Earl" whilst eating your Oreos even if the tentacles on your back teased you about it. But NO… this person just couldn't take a hint. Instead it drew back its hands, creating a massive fireball. And then shot it at Octavius.

Why is it that people always attack us at bad times like these? Its getting rather annoying grumbled the upper right tentacle as Octavius moved quickly out of the way, holding Jack in his arms.

If he wakes up and sees me like this he will have a fit…

You never know! He might return those feelings…

NO!!!! I DON'T LIKE HIM LIKE THAT!!!!

He's denying it…

Oooooooo…

I really HATE you guys.

The silent conversation was interrupted when a flaming ball caught his sleeve on fire. Octavius yelped and waved his hand flaming arm around, instead encouraging the fire to spread.

WATER FATHER!!!!! USE THE WATER!!!

WE ARE LIVING ON THE GODDAMN PIER!!!!

Oh yea…

Octavius rushed to a nearby puddle and stuck his arm in it. A fizzle and a plume of grey smoke rose from the water indicating the fire was put out. Octavius gave a grateful sigh, which quickly turned a yell of pain as the mysterious figure's foot connected with his face. His neck cracked from the sudden movement, leaving the doctor slightly disorientated. He snapped his neck into position and received two other punches in the stomach, sending him crashing into the crates. As the pummelling was going on, Octavius lost hold on Jack, leaving him some metres away, and prey for the stranger. It glanced at Octavius, making sure he was unable to move before walking over to Jack. The boy still slept and if the figure had their way, he would have died a calm death. But no death is better than a calm death as suddenly a flash of green flew past the stranger's eyesight. The stranger looked up and horror appeared in its blue eyes. A lizard towered over, its orange eyes flashing with anger and grey talons shining in the little light of the warehouse. The lizard, we all know as Curt, twirled around, bringing his whip-like tail into the stranger's gut, slamming the person into the steel wall. Curt landed on all fours again, his tattered white lab coat blowing in the wind (like a lame type of superhero). The stranger didn't move but Octavius did. He groaned as he removed himself from the crates around him. In a split second, Curt was at Octavius's side, his tail wagging like a dog.

"What the…" mumbled Octavius; slowly getting up, the tentacles around him reared up in attack position, not sure if they should place any trust in Curt. But the lizard was oblivious to the tentacles reaction and continued to wag his tail and now added panting to his list of odd behaviours. Octavius raised his eyebrow but decided to pursue it later. He looked at the stranger and approached with caution. He could see the features clearly now. The stranger was a female and was wearing black ninja clothing. She also had a black pigtail that poked out of the back of her mask. Octavius carefully took the mask off and was surprised to find a young face. She was of Asian origin and was quite pretty. Curt sniffed her and gave a low growl. Octavius picked her up using a tentacle and placed her on a nearby silver, outdoors chair. He deducted that ordinary rope was far too weak for someone that could burn through it so he grabbed some nearby chains and used them to tie it her in place.

"Now Jack." he sighed and turned around. Immediately, Curt grabbed the Goth and placed him on his own mattress, which he had previously slept on. Octavius stared at the lizard.

"I'll deal with you all in the morning…" he grumbled. He pulled the captive girl closer to the couch before lying on the couch itself and falling asleep. Who can blame him; it had been a long day. The tentacles were a different story.

…I'm bored.

The tentacles moved carefully about their master as they examined the captive. One noticed a bag around her waist.

What's inside?

Hopefully money. We need more to buy Oreos.

The tentacles sniggered before the lower right carefully snipped off the cord and pulled it closer to its siblings for a better look. They were quite annoyed to find a conch, a long piece of rag and a golden finger.

What are these?

They look like Jackie's coin!

Suddenly the captive started to come to consciousness. Her blue eyes opened and stared with surprise at the tentacles. She then noticed the conch in one of there hands (or claws).

"The Mind Reader Conch!" she gasped. She struggled to get out of her bonds but she soon grew tired. Whatever had tied her up had done a good job. She faced the tentacles again who were looking at the conch with new enthusiasm.

The Mind reader conch huh? I wonder what it does?

Oh. I don't know. Maybe it allows people to read minds idiot?

Maybe we can get her to use it! Then we wouldn't be bored!

This will be like one of those "It sounded like a good idea at the time" scenarios…

Who cares?

With that, the tentacles plonked the conch onto their captive's knees and waited. The girl looked at the conch then at the tentacles that continued to stare back at her through their red eyes. She looked back at the conch. They wanted her to use it. But why? She decided to go along with it for now.

"Mind Reader Conch." she whispered. Nothing happened at first but slowly she could hear faint breathing. One of the tentacles moved closer to her.

Can you hear me?

The girl gave a jolt of surprise as the words hit her ears. Well, not exactly ears. The voices seemed to come from the back of her head unlike other times where voices had sounded as if someone was talking.

I think she can hear us…

Maybe it doesn't work. Run out of batteries?

"Um… no it's fine…" the girl said nervously. The tentacles flinched then came rushing to her face.

It did work! What should we ask her?

Her name!

Yea! What is you're name?

"It's Kimiko…"

The tentacles went silent at this. Jack had told them about his days hunting the artefacts and had heard of Kimiko, chiefly being the one that burnt down his house.

"Have you got names?" Kimiko asked nervously.

We don't have names…

We don't NEED names.

"Everything has a name."

Do you see a rock on the ground called Bob?

"Uh, no?"

My point exactly.

Kimiko leaned back in her chair. She stared at the warehouse and observing the participants. There was the man that she had attacked, owner of the nameless tentacles, over to the lizard and finally onto Jack. Her eyes burnt when she remembered her father had died because of him.

Is there something wrong?

"As a matter of fact yes!" Kimiko said, raising her voice. "Why are you protecting the guy who killed my papa?!"

The tentacles gave her a perplexed look. A few clicks of metal went between them before staring back at Kimiko.

What are you talking about?

"That guy killed my dad!"

No he didn't…

Jack wouldn't kill!

"Have you checked the newspaper today?"

We didn't get passed the second page.

Two lizards attacked us today.

Destroyed the newspaper.

Kimiko couldn't take it any longer. She was facing her father's killer and yet she could not give him the justice he deserved. These tentacles were simply playing around with her even if they weren't acting like it at the moment.

"LET ME OUT!! LET ME OUT NOW!!!" she suddenly yelled. Two tentacles shot out, one clamping her mouth shut and the other placed behind her head to brace it.

"Hey, you'll ruin my hair extensions!" Kimiko protested in a muffled voice.

What are hair extensions?

Does it have anything to do with crime? Robbing banks?

A tentacle shot a glare at the tentacles that asked the question before facing Kimiko again.

Would you like us to prove to you that Jack didn't do it?

"How are you going to do that?" sobbed Kimiko.

We can't show her Jack's memories! We aren't allowed.

We are allowed with Father.

We are attached to Father!

Kimiko observed the tentacles with a small hint of amusement amongst her tear-stricken eyes. It reminded her of her friends back at the temple. She already had names for those two. She guessed those were the "older" of the tentacles, unlike the two who were busy playing with her hair.

I like your hair. It's pretty!

She looked at the tentacle and gave a smile.

It reminds me of Mother… she had pretty hair just like you!

This puzzled Kimiko. The "Father" she could understand, he was probably their inventor or simply called him Father because he was older than them and had the misfortune of being attached to them. But the Mother confused her. Maybe he had a wife that he later killed off. Finally the tentacles that were previously fighting had come to an agreement.

You may choose to view 3 memories only. Mind you we don't know his mind as well as our Father's so you may get a completely different memory than the one you asked for okay?

Kimiko nodded her head. The tentacle approached and a small thin wire protruded out. It snaked its way to her forehead before landing on her temple. A small sting of pain was felt but then she just saw black and let the tentacles guide her.