hey ive finaly come up with chapter 8 and decided to keep it this short and not make it any longer XDD

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lol here is ch 8 :P hope u LiKe It 8D
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Chapter 8
EnJoY! :D

"Demonica Price, please don't lie to me next time ok?" I could have sworn her eyes grew into plates of fear. "How the hell did you know my name!" she looked at me nervously wondering as if someone had told everyone her secret name that was to never be known.

"I don't spill my secrets." I said flatly.

"Well…what ever." she folded her arms and looked to the side.

Suddenly from behind her a male with blue hair, purple eyes, a tan and forest green hoodie, blue jeans and grey combat boots came out and grabbed Demonica by her tiny shoulders. "D!" he said as he spun her around and locked his gaze with hers. "It's Jackson! She needs help now!" he said in a panic. His voice was so smooth and soft as if he had never yelled in his life.

"What? I thought we stabilized her!" she replied frantic.

"Her eco-"

"I should help her…where did I put my supplies-"

"D! Listen to me!" he lightly shook her shoulders. "Her eco levels are sky rocketing. We need another channeller but we cant channel!"

Demonica looked at him and I could have sworn I had heard a smile in her tone. "I think I know someone." she turned around slowly and gave me an evil smile and an even more evil glare.

She held silent for a few seconds, raised her arm and pointed at me. "Her."

I took one step back and shook my head, "Sorry lady but I have no clue what your talking about." I put my hands up in front of myself in defence.

"I'm afraid you know exactly what I'm talking about you demon." she snarled and took out a weapon. Before I could register anything I was being zapped with high volts of electricity.

"DEMONICA! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR-"

"Shut it Quinn, and just watch." Demonica instructed the man now known as Quinn.

I felt myself frozen in place with an immense pain of heat and everything else going through me as I was stuck in place like glue.

I saw from my blurred vision the worried and terrified face of the blue haired boy Quinn. "Oh Mar." I saw him mouth as he covered his mouth.

That was it, all I could handle before going unconscious or dieing. 'If only I had light eco abilities to heal myself again…' I thought.

Then without warning Kitten took control of me and got us both free of the electric current. She huffed and puffed with exhaustion. Kitten slouched slightly but kept her gaze locked on them both. "Why you bitch." Kitten said angry but powerless. "If I was a living lightning bolt right now, I would have zapped you into pieces. Just be glad I'm not trying to kill you." she warned as she started to regain her composure.

This only made Demonica grin with an evil tint in her beautiful eyes, "I knew you existed…" she said with a stoic expression. "It just took a little push and shove to see you surface for a second, then I knew…" she paused and narrowed her eyes, "That you were the beast that tried to kill us earlier. You are the project of the Baron!" she hollered.

Since kitten didn't technically age backwards like I did, she had the personality of a twenty eight year old.

"Now you listen here child. I am not, I repeat NOT, a project of his royal pain. I am and was born this way. All I needed was a little nudge when I was younger to get my powers back. Thanks to him I am now able to be free to my own bidding and have my own mind as well."

I subsided Kitten into the back of my darkest thoughts and blinked my eyes a few times. Then I was back to my normal human state. "You see…my father was a channeller and I got the gift. My siblings did too but…"I trailed. "The Baron murdered my family…" I felt tears wanting to come and wash away my sadness but I collected myself.

Demonica and Quinn exchanged glances. "Come with me then! You must hurry too!" Quinn grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me to a hideout of theirs. "Here." he brought me to the foot of an old bed. In it was a woman with beautiful hair. It went from gold yellow at the front and bottom, to an orange then a red and then a maroon color to the base of her roots. She had red eyes and had beautiful jewellery on. She had two piercing in her left ear as well and had a rather large bust too. I didn't want to see if I was right or not, I let the quick glance at the blankets tell me that.

Demonica grabbed an empty glass from the nightstand. Then she rushed out to the next room, soon you heard water running and a glass filing with liquid.

She came rushing back, lifted up the woman's head carefully and got her to take in some water.

"So what is the problem?" I asked as I put on my small black fingerless gloves that velcro-ed and had four small knuckle wholes that were past the knuckles (near the back of my hand) and I moved my bangs out of my eyes.

"You need to heal her." said a female with white hair that was streaked: baby yellow, baby blue, pink, red, green and with bits of purple. She had emerald eyes and looked around the age of twenty. She was a soft spoken young woman, but only a few inches taller then myself.

I looked at her, Quinn and Demonica. "No I…I cant I'm sorry…"

Why not?" asked Quinn with high suspicion. "Because I somehow lost my light eco abilities…I just regained my dark abilities." Whoops to much info! Smart move Zoey…smart move.

Quinn looked at the multicoloured hair woman, "Opex, now what do we do?" he looked desperate.

The woman now known as Opex was hesitant. Well…maybe I could call up the oracle for some strength in praise." she said as she folded her hands neatly. "Pex, no. I don't think the precursors will save Jackson…"

I looked around and saw sad faces all around.

'With the kiss of darkness inside you, I never left your side…' I heard a crispy echo bounce through my brain.

'I will only aid you once… then after this you will have to find me like you did Darklintess.'

'What the…Who are you talking about?' I heard Kitten order confused.

'Oh please don't play dumb with me. You know exactly who I am talking about…' the voice said as it started to become distant.

'Don't let Darkintess take control fully…I warn you things will die away forever.' then the voice was gone.

"What was that all about-?" I was cut off when suddenly I felt light eco enter my body from nowhere.

"Move." I said in an enchanted voice, but remained the same in looks. The people around me did as told.

I put my hands above the woman they kept calling Jackson. Then the same cube that Angel was always capable of making appeared and I slowly began to heal the woman that appeared in her early twenties. As time went by, it felt so slow yet harsh on my physical state. I couldn't handle the raw, hard core eco like this. I felt my mind slipping away from myself but I remained strong. Slowly I began to loose consciousness, then my head was starting to go down. Each time it did, I lifted my head with a light shake as if to wake myself up.

Half an hour had gone by and I was now beginning to gasp for air. Inside it felt as if some idiot had punctured my lung and it was getting harder to breathe with each breath, soon I was being assisted in my I breathing rate. It must have been what ever was giving me these temporary light abilities.

Even though inner gasps were of the strong, weak and frantic, I appeared to be breathing proper.

After a total of an hour I was exhausted and completely drained, but I managed to have healed Jackson greatly to almost qualified as 'well'. I felt myself become hazy in the eyes and found a couch where I took refuge for the rest of the night.

Opening my eyes was a challenge. I wanted to sleep, or at least get the most I haven't had in a long while. To bad that wasn't possible. Looking around I only saw blackness. The dream of which I thought was a foggy fantasy.

(location: unknown)

"Mr. & Mrs. Jackson. Welcome." greeted an over weight, but also a gentle souled man. He had grey hair, wasn't all that tall and was a bit wrinkly. He outstretched his arm to open a rather heavy door. Looking around he made sure no one followed as he guided my parents inside.

I looked at the door and grabbed the handle and then proceeded to pull. It didn't budge. 'Well that's odd…' I thought to myself as I let it go. Leaning on the door, I put my head against the wooden surface to only fall through the door! "OW!" I said as I hissed in pain. I propped myself up, laying on my side, and squinted one eye shut. "Alright so I'm like a ghost again…great." I said with impatience. "But then again it does help me at some points in time." I smiled. "I can be in plain sight and not be seen and eavesdrop so easily." by now I had an evil grin on my face telling of mischief. Great.

I walked inside the building slowly and looked around for other forms like myself in case. Cause you never know right?

I pressed myself against a wall, made sure not to fall through, and peaked my head over slightly. The man and my parents were roughly thirty five feet away from me. I held my breath and listened contently onto the conversation between the three.

"You do know the consequences of having all your riches stolen…" he paused. "Correct?"

"Understood…" trailed my father. He looked to mom and held a sad expression on his face. My mother looked up at him with pleading eyes it seemed. I walked up to them carefully and saw a broken look in her beautiful eyes as they glistened with sorrow.

"Oh Brody, I hate to fate this be true…why must it?"

"Because we must have done something that Mar found unruly." he said with a frown

'We had our riches stolen?' I thought with shock and caught my breath. "But who would have done such a thing?" I said to myself lowly.

"Mr. Hue, you must help us. Please." asked my mother in a shy and broken voice. The man they called Mr. Hue looked at her sadly. "Mrs. Jackson…I hate to tell you who stole it. So I'm afraid I cant, please do realize my regrets in not being able to tell you." he rubbed the back of his neck. A low and sad sigh escaped his lungs. "Well I fear we can no longer meet since you cannot afford to live here anymore in Kras City." he paused. "I was born in Kras City?" I let out a small gasp as I spoke.

'It makes sense since they are the number one richest city in this world.' I thought to myself with a look of understandance.

Then everything around me vanished and I fell. Bottomless hole. Pitch black. The only way I could stop moving, or even land safely for that matter was to scream. So I did at the top of my lungs.

I crash landed hard on the wood floor, my body encased in a blanket like a cocoon, leaving my bare face to take the full blow. It felt like I broke my face into a few dozen pieces.

Squinting my eyes shut, I pursed my face, freed my arms and helped myself up. "….Ow…" I said as I rubbed my nose lightly. "I swear that's the only word in my vocabulary right now." I frowned. I let out a light sigh as I spoke. "Oh well." I lifted my gaze as if to roll my eyes, and tilted my head as I was about to get up.

Closing my eyes I yawned, got up and stretched nicely. I felt a few bones in my body and back crack. "That's better, less tense. Almost always a good sign." I said to myself.

I turned around to see Quinn looking at me oddly. "How did you do that?" he gave me an awe inspired look. "I must know!" he smiled. I gave him a light 'awkward' look then furthered my looks to appaer puzzled. "Uhh…" I said as I lifted my hand diagonally below my chin slightly. "Well I actually don't know…I guess it was a one time only thing before I actually regain that power." I frowned. "Oh well right?" I put on a light smile.

"Alright." Quinn said hesitant.

I smiled at him. "So how is Jackson?" I asked. Quinn looked at me, "Jackson?" then it hit him. "OH! Jackson! Yeah she is ok." he paused. "Everyone around here is mainly called by their last names." he put on a sheepish smile and put a hand on the back of his head. "Her actual name is Rashell. Rashell Jackson."

I looked at him a bit stricken. "What's the matter?" he put his hand down and lent towards me a bit. "Are you ok?" he blinked a few times. "Yeah I…I'm fine." I said as I looked to the side.

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Fine." he said as he shrugged his shoulders softly. "But if ever you need anything just give me a call ok? My last name is Nigels." he looked at me and smiled. "What's your name?"

I hesitated to answer. "Alise." I said calmly. "Alise Jackson." I knew once he heard my name he would be all over me asking why that lady and I had the same last name. to my surprise he didn't. all he did was smile. "Well waddya know, another girl named Jackson, and hey! Your name is just like the old princess's name." he smirked warmly and his purple eyes shone with amazement. "Wow your lucky to be named after the princess."

'Ok he didn't catch on…good.' I thought absent minded.

"Nigels…" I trialed. "Are you guys able to help me out at all?"

He looked at me with a soft, gentle smile. "Well of coarse! You just practically saved our commander! We would be glad to do what ever you wish us to do."

I smiled and my deep teal green eyes shone with hope. "Do you think you can help me find my dau- I mean little sister?" I asked in the sweetest voice I could.
Quinn Nigels thought for a moment then shook his head. "Of coarse we can!" I just about jumped out of my skin.
I then told him everything he needed to know in order to help me find Roxy.

"Death is a shower, death is a pit, don't get uptight in a fit. You'll never die to be, you'll never live to see.

Everything I plan to do, now nothing is true! What ever you do, don't be crabby, for I am not imaginary!" sung a chillingly all to familiar voice in my head.

'Oh no…' I thought as I had just left the room and entered outside to get some fresh air. "Oh yes little lady." it replied. Bianca was back.

Everything swivelled and shape shifted in front of me. Buildings became monsters and tried to step on me or just burry me in death somehow.

I screamed at the top of my lungs and stood there with shut eyes.

Then suddenly I was lifted off the ground and dangling in the air. I opened my eyes and looked down. My eyes grew into plates and I screamed at the top of my lungs quivering.

I heard small padded paw prints near me with my eyes closed. I bit my lip and a small leather gloved hand covered my mouth. "Easy toots. We didn't mean ta scare ya." said the one voice that I could distinguish from the entire world. "Daxter?" I said softly to myself.

"Hey Jak." I could tell he was grinning in a gloating manor. "I must be popular. I mean, the ladies already know my name!" he said as he put his fists on his boney animal hips.

I looked up and saw Jak shake his head. "Technically Dax, that's only one lady."

Daxter smirked with a glint in his eye. "Yes, be that as it may…" his voice went low but exploded with a loud cheer. "But word will travel of my expertise and greatness!" he raised one paw in the air and pointed sky ward.

thats chapter 8 there for ya :P

dont worry Roxy's chapter is coming up soon..very very very VERY soon ;) hope u liked this chapter as much i loved writting it :DD