HEY! sorry 4 th longest wait 4 an update ever! my fingers are sore right cuz i just finished off three pages of work out of 4 pages in total. anyways today was th official 1st day of grade 10 :3 it twas boring/exciting and really confusing. plus my locker is a pain and wont open (and i am master at those lockers x_x) . o well at least i dont have to share a 1/4 locker any more o3o *whoot*
(had 2 tht from grd 8-9)

anyhways since its been so long, its starting out w/ jaks POV and i think we all know who th mysterious lady is jak feels a connection w/ w hehehehe

jak n dax ppls: naughty dog

ocs: mine :3

Chapter 6

EnJoY :D

I walked inside with the dog and looked around. The bar that was always so un-eye appealing was still un-eye appealing and even after all this time, it's nose cringing musky stench still clung to the air that reminded me as if someone died here.

Krew hovered above, probably helping spread that smell of dead people, as I sat down in a bar table chair. I couldn't figure out how I had a weird feeling two times today. It was only when that little girl showed up and that woman. 'Why does it feel like I know her? What was her name?' I looked to the side and thought. 'Onya? Ellen? Betty?' I felt my train of thought slow down with the next name on my mind. 'Zoe?'

Shaking my head I frowned at myself and let out a rather deep, upset and down sigh. 'Why am I letting this bug me? Its nothing probably.' I thought with a frown.

I sighed heavily and turned around, got up, and walked over to the dog. Its big black eyes stared up at me happily and with recognition. He panted as he jogged up to me with that long tongue dragging across the floor. He stopped right at my feet and sat there staring up at me grinning.

"I'm not who you think I am." I muttered as I bent down and lightly, but also roughly, took my hand and rubbed his head as if to mess his fur. He closed one eye with his head tilted slightly and closed his mouth. He peeked one of his closed eyes open at me and his eyes told me he thought he knew me. "You must have me mixed up with some other person, mutt." I whispered with a light smile.

I getting up, I walked over to the door when the old dog came trotting up to me and stood in front of me with his front paws on my shins and grinning that same toothy smile up at me again.

"No." I said flatly as I moved him aside carefully and walked to the door.

He slid across where I had placed him and sat there confused and blinked his wide eyes a few times.

'Stupid dog, what the hell is his problem?' I thought a little ticked.

I heard light footsteps from behind myself that were short but quick with a pattern. .

I spun around and saw that that old dog Graffiti was following me. I looked at him coldly. "Get back in there." I hissed as I pointed inside. The crocadog's ears fell flat down as its smile turned sad. His eyes looked down, a little heartbroken it seemed, and he headed back inside with his tail between his legs.

The door closed behind him and I with an electrical eerie sound that ended with a click securing the lock. I shook my head. "Weird." I walked down the street with a busy mind that was filled with questions and reasons why I shouldn't care.

Except that was when I had rounded the corner near the port. That was when I saw that woman again.

She was wearing a short pop-top of the color white with black and silver designs, she was also wearing deep blue short shorts, to show off her creamy white skin that looked rather flawless, with tattered bottoms with the new style that barely anyone dared to wear. The style with the rips and wholes. Her hair, of light blonde with black tips and white highlights was done up in a pony. She had eyes of a teal-green color that could make anyone lose themselves in those eyes. Her boots were short and black and she wore one leather black fingerless glove and another leather fingerless glove that was of a softer red.

I frowned at her as she walked around lost and searching for something. I noticed her reaching out to numerous citizens and crying asking them something. Personally I now find her crazy and a threat to sanity.

Cautiously, I walked over to a single seated zoomer, hopped on and drove over to her in the high hover zone so she wouldn't notice me hopefully. I made sure I was out of the way of the traffic so I wouldn't grab attention to myself. Getting a bit closer to her I heard her asking a male, overweight citizen with blue hair questions.

"H-Have you seen my daughter? Have you seen her? She has black hair with white tips, is this tall," she held one hand up to show the height of the young girl. "She is 10 years old and was last seen with a pet crocadog…" her voice cracked lightly as she looked to the floor. I raised my brow. 'That girl was with a crocadog and fit that description…but I better not say anything in case.'

"She is all I have left and my whole world right now. Please help me." she sobbed to another civilian. He shook his head uncomfortable but also with sadness. "I..I am sorry ma'am." he said hesitantly and put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure she will be found soon. And you will have her back in you arms and probably closer to each other after this." he smiled lightly and she nodded "Yeah…"

She walked down the street sadly and slowly as I followed her. I lowered the zoomer and parked it behind a corner.

Taking steps of the easy and cautious, I kept a far distance as I followed her so that she wouldn't notice my presence hopefully. She stopped suddenly, causing me to freeze, and turned around not giving me a chance to hide.

Her eyes grew huge. They looked at me intently and blankly as her face was neutral almost. She took slow, smooth steps towards me as I stood there with a stern expression and didn't dare move. My hated gaze followed her as she grew closer to me. I frowned at her as she narrowed her eyes in a challenge.

"Where did you take her?" she asked me with a furious tone, yet it was hushed at the same time. "I didn't take her." I said simply.

"Well then explain to me why I can smell her on you." she said as she clenched her fists, bared her teeth, and furrowed her thin eyebrows. "Tell me why I can smell her on you!"

I didn't reply. I didn't want to talk t her at all. I just wanted to leave, all she did was make me boil with anger inside.

"TELL ME!" she ordered rather pissed this time for me not responding to her in the first place.

I just stared at her with a gaze of hate and hidden knowledge. "Why should I tell you something I don't know-"

She pulled out her eco pistol in an instantaneous and swift movement. The oddly familiar woman ran up to me, then held it to my head, and proceeded to turn the safety off. "Tell me now or I'll bow your brains out your other ear." she said coldly.

I thought about it. If I should tell her or not. If I wanted this to end the way she wanted it to or not. 'Wait what the hell am I thinking? Of course I don't want it to end that way and I don't want to tell her. She doesn't even have a kid. What a lying bitch.' I stood there and she tightened her grip on the trigger. "Where is my daughter?" she said slowly and icy. Her cheeks went a light red with rage,

I took my right fist and punched her in the stomach painfully hard from across myself. I stood there and walked up to her with a taunting nature.

'Lemme at her…I want to be the one to kill her. Its what I have been waiting for all this time.' said a pleasured voice in my head. I stood there for a moment as my eyes ticked across the floor. 'Alright, go ahead she deserves it anyways.'

I felt my body be encased in a violet sensation that burned my nerves. Hunched over I let out a crazed cry before standing correctly. The tattoos under my eyes, the curved and deadly sharp horns, the pale skin, wolvely crazed white hair and the claws.

My eyes were a soulless black. Dark had taken control but this time with my blessing. "Come on beautiful, I hope you can sing as good as you look." he teased with a wicked grin.

Fangs replaced my k-nines and left me with a toothy smile. She looked up at me with wide eyes.

She tried to crawl on her back with her hands at each side behind her and propelling her backwards with small short bursts. But that failed and she bloody well knew it.

I looked up from the ground and at her frail gorgeous body. My eyes no longer held a killing pleasure, they held something that wanted things.

She cried out as she got up. Turning around and facing forwards she made a b-line for the Naughty Ottsel. I frowned but proceeded to chase after her. My boots slapped against that odd materialized pavement and my arms swung from side to side as my gaze locked onto her. She screamed and entered the Hip Hog in a panic and made it look like she was about to fumble or something,

People were starting to stare and panic slowly. I didn't want any attention so I couldn't kill them to shut them up, I had to take a scenic route quickly.

I grinned and hopped onto a few pipes then eventually crawled my way across a large, wide, old pipe that led to the rooftop beside the Hip Hog. Carefully I made my way across and leapt over to the bars rooftop stealthily. The metal roof made my boots lightly tap and clack against the surface as I made my way in like I had with that young girl.

Roxy's POV

I felt a cold sweat drip from my forehead as I laid on something hard and cold. I was sweltering for some reason. How could I be so hot if it was so cold? I couldn't make sense of anything right now though. Getting up from on my side, I felt my neck become extremely sore and twisted up.

I couldn't move my neck to look around. I turned my body to the rushing air I heard whistle and whip its way through my mind from behind me.

Bars were blocking my view but I could still see every piece of the city. And it was moving too.

'Wait…the city's moving?' I thought in a panic. I tried to move my hand in front of myself to help get me up but I felt my arm couldn't go any further then just in front of me. "What the?" I looked over and saw I was chained to the wall beside me. Both my wrists. My eyes widened as they looked everywhere.

"Where am I?" I felt scared and alone for the first time in my life. My voice was heavily groggy and my eyes struggled to stay open. Sleep was a major temptation that didn't want to seem to leave me alone. I realized at the end of my sentence I was in the back of a hellcat cruiser designed to carry Lurkers. I wasn't a beast of an uncontrollable nature. I couldn't change into something or someone else. All of that stuff was just a dream…right?

I saw something swish behind me from the corner of my eye. I looked and saw it was a devilish tail. 'Ha that's all, its just your tail.' I closed my eyes and smiled.

That smile faded in an instant and my eyes snapped open as I looked back at my tail and the temptation to sleep faded. "Since when do I have a tail?" I screamed.

The vehicle stopped and two Krimzon Guards opened the backdoor. They didn't say anything. All they did was take some keys out of their pocket, lay a giant pair of metal cuffs down and un cuffed me only to cuff me back up in those heavy assed ones.

"Let me go!" I demanded. "I didn't do anything! Please!" I begged as my eyes began to well with tears. I was scared. Scared I might die. One of the guards looked at me and snorted with aggression, 'Don't play stupid. We all know what you did girl. Your gonna pay for it as well."

I felt more light enter my eyes then before. Everything became so bright suddenly. The brutes dragged me from out of the cruiser to the streets. The smell of sea water flooded my nostrils. I took in one deep breath and exhaled a slow deep sigh. I knew for some odd reason I would have a yearning to smell the sea air, to hear all that was currently around me. I knew…I wouldn't be free.

I almost tripped on a step as I walked up some stairs. "Watch where your walkin' mutt!" one of the guards growled.

'Mutt? I'm a mutt to you now!' I though pissed and offended. I bit my tongue and held silent.

We walked into a large room with the Baron's flags on the walls. I looked around, it had all these odd looking computers with flashing on and off lights of various colors.

I walked over with the guards still holding my wrists, onto a elevator. Its metal holes in the platform made it look rather interesting. When my boots stepped onto it, its surface made a rather loud 'clang'

Then as we all loaded onto the odd platform, it jolted upwards at an alarmingly fast rate. If it weren't for the guards that were holding onto me still, I would have flown up to the ceiling, when the hellish ride up stopped. Which left the ceiling to be only a few hundred feet away.

Walking forward I saw the large wooden doors which I thought would probably lead to the barons thrown or to a large dinning room.

The guards feet echoed on the walls of the enormous room of bland colors. There were turrets inside and out, more of those banners and flags, and more doors.

In short, I was led down to what felt like a prison but a dungeon at the same time. There were prison cells as far as the eye could see. The vents below us leaked of a green mist. The lights all around where of the same shade of green and everything else was grey….that is all except for the pit that went straight down with even more cells from below a testing chair.

I stared at it blankly but soon felt myself encased in pain and fell to the floor screaming at the top of my lungs holding my head with wide, teary eyes.

"MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!" I cried out in pain and clenched my head only tighter and tighter as I laid there on the cold hard floor and felt like I was mentally unstable inside.

It was something here that was causing this. I felt injections, burning pain run through my veins, my eyes racing everywhere and I was in an instant cold sweat.

I heard a clapping noise from the distance. Footsteps emerging from the darkness. I could not look around at all. All I saw were the boots of a KG. my eyes moved up but his face was covered by the shadows.

I could here the smirk in his unique tone of voice. He scoffed, "Ha! What a delightful show miss. To bad this isn't a theatre!" he had a slight accent as well it seemed.

"Get her up! I want to see if it is true and I also want a DNA test done. I think I know who the father might be…only one man survived this testing zone and we all know it." he trailed enraged.

"If its him, then she is all mine…" he paused and bent over. His knees on the floor but his face still enshrouded in shadow, "Oh don't worry, ill make your death slow…and painfully long. You will be begging for mercy as your last breath of words instead of calling for your parents to save you!" he got up and let out a chilling villainous laugh. "Throw her in!" he shouted from over his shoulder.

Two of the guards lifted me ups and threw me into my cell with little or no mercy at all.

My body smashed against the wall with such a force I could have sworn I broke my back.

I went to the corner in pain, its cool essence encased me as I held my knees close and began to feel tears well in my eyes.

"I'm not a monster…its just…nobody understands me. I'm such a eco freak!" I sobbed as I burred my face in my arms n body. 'And I was told to never talk of myself like that…funny…how life makes you act and talk a certain way at times…' I sighed heavy as my eyes became half lidded and looked up, out and down at the floor beside me. i was all alone now...for good too.

oh no! D8 what do u think will happen to roxy! 8| please comment wat u think will happen and we will see who gets th closest guess :DD

ps: samcroft 2010 is nolonger my muse it appears. :(

i will miss her cuz she is a dear friend of myn to which i now have no contact with :(

so...i am looking for a nu muse. please comment if u want to be a muse. if i get a lot of offers, ill need you guys to inbox me and give me good/great ideas 4 chapter 7. the best idea (in my opinoin) will b my new muse :3

please R&R btw :DD