Hey! Chapter 2 is up! I hope this one is good, I go try my best!R&R! Please...For my sanity, though I know you don't care, But hey, It's cool! Crazy's fun right?

My mind said it was time to wake up, but my body and me were not agreeing. I wanted to SLEEP. My eyes stayed pinned shut. I could hear people in the room.

"She's awake Sire." A female voice said. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder shaking me. I swatted them away with a groan, keeping my eyes closed I dug deeper in the blankets.

"Five more minutes mommy. Tell daddy to keep his pants on." I giggled to myself as I put my head under the warm blanket. Suddenly the blankets were stripped from me and the bed and the fluffy pillow dropped my head. I growled a nice cat growl and opened my eyes. I saw a man with a white blond hair...

"Oh." I remembered last night. I looked down at my leg that had gotten shot. It looked as if it never happened. I looked up at the woman from the infirmary.

"That hurt like Hell." I said to her.

"Sorry miss. I had to get the bullet out of your leg before I could heal it over." I just nod.

"I have a high resistance to pain, but damn that hurt."

"How so? Resistance to pain..." I pull of the shirt of my prison uniform, so I only wore the pants and tank top. I had tattoo's that covered all the way up my arms and all along my back.

"These are tattoo's. People take needles filled with ink or paint, what ever, I am not an expert on that, but they take the needles and stab your skin with them," She recoils.

"Needles always hurt me." I laugh at her.

"How do you take them off? Wash it?" I shake my head.

"No, you can't take them off unless you burn them off." Her face is masked in horror. I just grin and look at the king.

"You seriously don't have tattoo's here?" He shakes his head. The doctor shakes her head and gives me some pills. I take them without anything to drink and she leaves. I sit up and the king sits in a chair beside me. I took the time to look around. The carpet was velvet blue, it had green vine prints along it. A body length mirror was by a desk beside a window. A white door with gold trim was across from me. I guess that was a bathroom.

A brown wooden wardrobe that reminded me of Belle's from beauty and the beast was on the right side of the door. The bed had a crimson comforter and the sheets felt like silk.

"You said you were running from a prison. Tell me about it." The Goblin King said.

"Well, I was serving life for assassination. I had killed over one hundred men through out the United States for the past ten years. I had never been caught before. These men that I killed, they were rivals over this company I worked for. I had to steal samples of their work from time to time, I had to take out hit-men, company bosses. Things like that. What got me caught was... my brother.

He worked for a rival company, I was assigned to take him out. No one told me he was my brother, I hadn't seen him in twelve years. When I found out I had killed my only family member, I quite, I told those mother fuckers to go to Hell, and I walked out the front door. The next day I get a call from my ex-boss saying that no one leaves his company. That it was a life thing. Within the next ten minutes, I was being convicted for all those lives I took. So, I broke out of a male prison that was illegal for me to be in, only being able to do such a thing because I had skill and I knew what I was doing."

The man in the chair stared at me shocked.

"I wouldn't have guessed a girl like you could pull all that off. It's impressive. How old are you?"

"Twenty six."

"hmmm." That's all he said before disappearing. Literally.

A/N: Short chapter I know. But I hope this one was good enough to excuse. It was more of a explanation chapter than anything else. Please R&R!