Yay!!! Chapter 13 is up!! Which is surprising, since I almost didn't post it, or write it. I'm still a little traumatized from my almost car accident TT it was SO scary!!!! Well anyway, I'll update soon I promise, and the next chapter will be in Riku's point of view.

"Food."

Pete said in his ever so friendly manner and dropped a plate of what looked like pre-eaten food into my cell.

"What is this?"

I asked and looked at the mess that was bubbling disgustingly next to me.

"Food."

He repeated again. Oh he's such a pleasure to talk to, so informative and so helpful. I scowled at him and kicked the plate,

"I'm not eating that."

I spat and glared at it, hoping it wouldn't just jump up and kick me back.

"Then don't eat, makes no difference to me."

He said and turned to leave.

"Wait."

Maleficent said harshly and Pete stopped dead in his tracks, kind of scary really, how she controls people like that, like puppets.

"Yes?"

Pete asked as he turned around to face her.

"Watch that."

She said and pointed at me. Did she just call me a 'that'? I know she did not, I'm Dox, not a 'that' and if I wasn't stuck in this cage I'd show her just the kind of 'that' I am. I rolled my eyes at her,

"I don't need some babysitter."

I spat, and she ignored. You know, everyone pretty much ignores me, or doesn't care what I say. So I've decided the next person who says or asks me something, I'm just going to respond to them 'bacon'. Yes that's right, just 'bacon'. Maleficent looked into my direction and scowled as she spoke to me.

"Your arrogance will get you no where."

"Bacon."

I said with a smile on my smirk on my face. She looked at me with such anger I thought she was just going to kill me right there, then put my head onto a pole as an example. But she didn't she just looked back at Pete.

"Watch her."

She spat and glided out of the room. Which is just what I wanted, to be left in a room with Mister Personality. I sighed and went back to sitting with my knees up against my chest.

"Here."

Pete said and dropped a pile of my old clothes in front of me.

"Maleficent, says you reek like the ocean. So she took these from your room."

I gapped at him, he can speak in phrases? Wow it's a miracle. Pete turned around so I could get changed. Which I was more then thankful for, I mean it'd be a little awkward with him watching me.

I slipped my uniform shirt over my head, which in fact did smell of the island, I desperately wanted to keep that scent with me. So I quietly ripped a piece of the sleeve off my old shirt, I then proceeded to slide on my white tank top. I then removed my uniform skirt, and slid on my underwear, and then put on my short white skirt that barely went to my thighs. I pulled up my black short and pulled down the one leg so it was much longer then the other, one was only about two inches from my knee the other barely went past the skirt. I pulled my hair up and let it spill out over the bun I had made. I then slipped on my black short sleeve coat with the nobody symbols on the shoulders. I pulled up my long white socks and slipped on my abnormally large shoes for my abnormally large feet. I pulled out two thick strands of my hair in the back and braided them I then ripped the sleeve of the shirt more and used it to tie the strands of hair, resourceful no? I slid the ripped sleeve into my shirt and threw my clothes at the back of Pete's obnoxiously large head. He groaned as he bent to pick them up.

"Brat."

He grumbled as he moved away from the cage I was confined to. I sat back with my knees pressed to my chest.

"Were going to be landing soon, Maleficent needs to unlock the key hole of this new planet, when we do land, I'm to let you out, so she my use you."

He said from somewhere in the dark. Damn this dark, I can't see anything, but I guess that was a blessing in disguise, it's bad enough to hear Pete talking, let alone have to look at his ugly face and hear his voce. I shuddered, now there's something truly frightening. I giggled to myself then placed my chin and my knees, now it was time for me to plot. On how to get out of here, and when we're close to landing will be the perfect time. I let a sinister smirk cross my face as I let the plotting begin.