Okay guys, so I'm sorry that the part on the Galactic HQ was so short but, TRUSTO ME THATS ONLY THE BEGINNING TO THIS VERY LONG ARCH WE STILL HAVE MUCH-MUCH MORE TO GO. Have a nice day!

Cyrus lead Frollo once more to a basement, in which looked like a prison. It smelled like- Skunk. He heard a cry, a helpless one. And he saw one of the other workers. It was the one with the purple hair, the tall skinny one. She turned to Cyrus and she began to speak with him. Frollo blocked the noise out, because he then noticed the source of the odor. A purple and tan skunk with a ghastly look upon its face, and the tail rested on it head. It looked at Frollo and hissed, so Frollo quickly turned his attention to Cyrus. Cyrus then looked at Frollo to acknowledge him.

"This is another one of my second in commands, Jupiter" he said. Frollo nodded. Jupiter curtsied.

"Pleasure" she said, and then proceeded to strut out the door and the skunk followed her.

"Now" said Cyrus. "Grace should be down at the dead-end at the left" he said jerking his head to the left. "Talk to her and soothe here fool her into thinking shes okay and then spill the bad news of her execution" Cyrus said coldly. Frollo again, just formally nodded.

This was all so weird, he appeared in this world and already had a major task to do, it was going by fast, yet the day seemed to drag on.

The sun was setting as he heard Cyrus walk up the stone stairs. Cyrus looked back one more time.

"And if your task can't be completed" he finished, then he shook his head.

"Arceus should have a miracle in mind for you" he gloomily said, and finished his trail up the stairs.

Frollo walked to the left until he saw the familiar figure crying on the floor. Memories came flooding back to his mind at this point. It was all to depressingly familiar. To familiar. Grace rose her head and looked at him.

"I hate this place" she murmured.

"I do to" said Frollo in reply. The words he spoke were true. Who not to hate this place. He looked into her eyes, which were full of a storm raging beyond his reach. He looked down to see dented bars, and then refixed his gaze upon her.

"Scissor" she said glumly.

"What" asked Frollo.

"Scissor" she replied, then looked at him.

"It's hopeless to teach a new comer" she said groggily.

Frollo had been given no keys, yet Cyrus assigned him slaughter. Was he to only bring the news upon her and not kill her.

Grace suddenly jolted her hand into her pocket, and when she pulled it out, there was one of those capsules again. She tossed it in the air angrily yelling,

"Your on the Spotlight" as she did so.

Out popped a lobster. A bug- lobster. Frollo couldn't tell what it was, but he had never seen on before.

"False Swipe the bars" she said. Suddenly there was that sheer second of a screeching sound. Frollo just stood and watched her, not knowing what to do. The creature kept smacking the bars.

'Klink, Klank'

The sound rung about the seamlessly empty prison. When suddenly, 'SNAP' and bar flung off the cell gate. Graces head lifted up and she ran to the opening looking at Frollo. They just looked for a moment, until she looked above his gaze. He looked behind to too see a window.

She then looked at him.

"Are you coming" she asked.

Frollo just blankly stared at her in amazement. She broke the bars, how. She broke his thoughts.

"Are you coming" she asked again.

"You said you didn't approve of this place either.

Frollo had to make a choice, checked it over in his head and confirmed it. He was going to leave with Grace-