Here be'th a new'th chapter…..'thhhh 8B

Lmao, so skool is harder n I am a bit bhind (*gasp*) and just rly shitty rit now if u ask me

I have nothing against the educational system what so ever...just a certain thing tht is occurring in my class.

Enough with ma juunk though 8B

Staleers are my creatures. I came up w/ them in a rly old comic of myn wen I was camping :PP and then they expanded and turned out superfragilistic! 8D any who U CAN NOT USE THEM OR ANYTHING! thanks! :3

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Chapter 9

EnJoY! :D

Roxy's POV

I looked around my cell and found it as cold and unsanitary just like when I first got here. 'Fuck my life! What the hell is wrong with me?' I demanded in my head to myself. 'I just want to be normal like I used to be!' I felt the burning desire to cry and let all my sadness flush out. I just am not one for crying so I didn't.

Looking around in almost pitch black was hard, I felt like a terrified small animal in a cage with absolutely zero light. I shivered lightly as I made a small yawn. "Burr!" I shivered. "Its so cold…" I trialed as I hoped in onto the bed beside myself and pulled the covers over me.

They barely gave me any warmth and they were like those not-so-nicely-fuzzed, thin, awkward blankets you would find in your local hospital. Fun.

Distant footsteps made themselves known as shadows soon appeared.

I hid my face under the small blanket, then the door hissed open. It reviled a young, slender man with orange hair, creepy devilish looks (not in a good way) and tattoos on his face. "Oh god…it's the grim reapers nephew!" I breathed for only myself to hear.

He lifted up a clip board and his finger slowly moved down the paper as he scanned it with a stoic or not to concerned look. Then his eyes lit up. "Ah! You must be Roxy Mar." he paused and looked to the side with a light shrug. "Well…was." his face didn't hold anything as he spoke. He just looked…bored.

"Was?" I echoed petrified and soft. "W-what are you going to do to me?" I said in a shaky voice.

"Oh nothing my young lady." he cooed. He put on a sweet smile and lent over as I came down and stood in front of him. He put a small blue gloved hand on my head and patted it. "Well then what are you going to be doing to me then?" I asked him as I hid my face a bit.

"Just a few tests and then we will let you go." he said earnestly. I felt myself light up inside. 'Phew! So this isn't a torture chamber and those really odd and disturbing sensations giving me a temporary mental break were nothing.' I mentally smiled.

He put out a hand as he stood straight and I took it. He slowly walked me over to a odd chair with many dangerous looking things dangling from it. "What's that?" I asked wide eyed as he put me before it. "Oh this?" he said as he pointed to it. "This is just…a…" he looked to the side and quickly said "Truth chair."

I looked at him with disbelief. "I'm not five." I said flatly.

"Alright so you want me to come clean?" he challenged as he wrapped his hand over a leaver.

"No shit dick Tracey!" I said. My arms, legs and mid body were clamped into the chair now so I couldn't escape easily. Or even at all!

"Fine!" he hollered as he slammed the leaver down with an evil grin. It was like he had dressed up as thinnest young man in the corner who was always so nice and kind, to only fool people into deceit. "This is now your own personal HELL!" he let out a sinister laugh as he watched me go through worlds of pain.

The clamp on my mid section unclipped from each other and disappeared into the chair. I jerked everywhere from the pain as burning, hot, raw hard core eco was being pumped into my system. I screamed in agony and begged in my cries for him to stop. He didn't, he only smiled even bigger.

Then in that grossly indescribable torturous pain I had no chance. None at all surviving. so i had no choice but to feel my senses were fadingaway from me now. I soon after wasn't able to hold on nay longer…so, blacked out.

Zoey's POV

"Jak! Are you crazy!" exclaimed Daxter as he sat on Jak's shoulder and complained. I, on the other hand, had my arms around his waist and held on for dear life.

Yeah Jak did a pit stop and helped me onto the zoomer so that I didn't get eventual dislocated shoulders. I thanked him but he didn't reply. He only nodded with a pissed off look and got back on the hovercraft.

I put my cheek against his back and held on as we dodged and weaved our way through traffic like mad men. My hair wiped in the wind and would occasionally slap my shoulders with a cold whip.

Then as we slowed down and left the public eye, I smelt a different smell on him. He didn't smell strongly of eco, and I knew he never wore cologne but he smelt naturally of it. Like…Stetson Black.

Only reason I say that is because it reminded me of the cologne my neighbour would always wear. It was a delightful smell but didn't really suit him. That is only my opinion though.

I felt myself dying inside every second I was with him. I just felt so much pain, lose, pleading and loneliness. I wanted to just have him remember me, our daughter and have her not hate him, and just be a family again…I knew that that was too soon to even think of.

I released myself from the blonde hero. He looked even more stunning in looks like this, but I still preferred him with his short hair, and I mentally panicked. If only we had met at the same time, were both technically seventeen and- never mind. That actually shouldn't be thought of. I need to lay low as his heart is for Keira right now.

I felt my heart crumble and myself crumble as well at the thought of him with another woman.

'I have to be strong.' I told myself.

I stood straight and headed for the way out of the alley. "Hey sweet stuff!" called Daxter. I tried to ignore them but thought it over. I turned around and hid the broken look in my eyes. "Yes?" I looked at the rodent of yellow and orange slightly saddened.

"What's your name?" he smiled with an innocent curiosity. I thought about it as I let out a breath lightly and looked at the floor. I then looked up at him with drowned eyes and a small sad yet happy smile. "Alise." I paused. "But you can call me Zoey. I hate it when people call me Alise." I frowned as I looked to the side.

I saw Jak look at me rather distant. He looked like he was thinking and I was right because I could easily tell when those gears were a turnin'!

"I know you…" he said softly confused. "Don't I?" his voice was recalling me in nature and was his actions along with attitude but not his face. It was contorted into a puzzled mess as he tried to recall me.

I pretended to not hear his question and looked at them both. "Thank you for doing what you did, now I must be on my way." I turned around and took roughly five steps when I realized that there was a group of Krimzon Guards charging at me for some unknown reason. "There he is!" shouted one.

My eyes grew into dinner plates and I stood there frozen. Like a child, and like a sitting duck, I just stared at them like a Staleer caught in the headlights.

"Move!" I heard a drowned out voice shout.

My eyes were focussed on my horror.

"MOVE!" it shouted again but I still didn't respond. I couldn't.

Then I was tackled to the side and held against a wall with the persons back facing me. He held me close to the wall and we held our breath. Then just when the marching feet were growing nearer they stopped and turned around.

He leant out a bit to see if they were really gone for sure. Then he turned and faced me with a rather pissed look. "What the hell is your problem?" Jak asked angered. "I..I.." fumbling with my words I gave up and sat there silent. He practically raged at me for like almost a whole minute and a half. I had had enough of his bitching at me for once.

"You could have been killed, what are you brain dead or somethi-" Jak yelled before getting cut off.

"ENOUGH!" I shouted at the top of my lungs to drowned him out. He for some reason was really touchy and up close about me as if he had actually remembered me…maybe it was a fanatical idea. Who knows.

"JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I shouted at him with angry light red cheeks. I glared at him hard and uncaring almost. I let out a short hard exhale through my nose, light sort of, and turned around and marched my way out of there.

I felt myself boil inside and I just wanted to punch someone out!

I walked for what felt like a little while and then eventually let my guard down. I felt like sulking but knew better then that. Instead, I lowered my head and sat down on a rock near the Water Slums. I let out a deep exhale. "Great I just blew up at Jak and I feel like shit for doing that to him. He doesn't deserve this…this…this confusion!" I lightly said to myself upset. "I cant believe how I have lost everything…my daughter…love…and my life…" now I really wanted to let it al out but that would be awkward since I stopped crying a few years ago. It just didn't feel natural anymore and just wrong all together.

A firm hand grabbed me by my shoulder scaring me to death. It gripped tighter and I was heaved up by the person so that I was standing. 'Oh god, what now?' I demanded in my thoughts with impatience.

"You Jackson?" A voice paused. "…well…the other Jackson?" asked a male voice with uncertainty.

"Whose askin? I said as I forced there hand off of my shoulder and turned around sharply.

"Me." he said smartly. He was quiet eye-catching I do have to admit but I didn't feel anyway like that for him at all. He also seemed very confident in himself, strong build but he looked weak at the same time. He had a brown leather coat on and open revealing his toned chest, an animal tooth was on hison his light brown necklace made of small hoops. His eyes were a navy color almost with a hint of light purple. It made me second guess his eye color. He had three red lines go from the bottom of his cheek off the side of his jaw that looked like claw marks. They were a decent size and gave him more character in looks.

He had very sandy blond hair that spiked out in diagonal layers (not to spiky, just a nice and attractive spike) under his white hat. It hinted that he had a thin red headband on, had a black beaded chain that rapped around his wrist and bracelet. His bracelet was a thick bar of white in the middle and the opposing two thick bars were black. His coats sleeves were also rolled up to his elbows.

He looked around nineteen or twenty one.

"What do you want." I squinted at him. "I'm in no mood for games."

He smirked. "Alright then I'll tell you a secret if you tell me one." he lent over a bit and smiled. He had sharp looking K-9's. I frowned at him, "Not interested." I said simply and turned around heading off and away from him.

The male caught me in my tracks and grinned with a glint in his eye. He held my shoulder again but made sure I couldn't rid myself of him. I sighed and gave up trying to get his iron grip off.

"What do you want?" I breathed with impatience.

"Just a secret and I know my secret is your world right now." he put a serious expression on. "I don't want you loosing it either." he sounded more sincere then a joker or a pain in the ass now. He sounded concerned.

"Alright. I'm listening. What do you want me to say in exchange for your secret."

He looked around before he did anything, escorted me to an alley and lent close to me so he could talk without other ears listening in. I heard him pause as if he was trying to put something important in a nice way.

"You are the long dead princess….aren't you?" he lent away from me and looked at me determined.

I tried not to react but my eyes grew at his question with panic at him knowing my royalty. He saw this and gave me a look.

"You are, aren't you. I knew it." he smiled. Was he…grateful?

"Who ever said I was?" I asked.

He replied to me simply, "Well I when to college and high school miss. I know my history and I know my facts. Ill tell you how I know." he paused. "A) you look identical to the late princess, B) you have the same names, C) you have a light an a dark half like she did and can also control eco like her highness." he looked at me and I was just in a facial expression mod of 'Oh shit'.

He saw this and smiled. "See." He cooed. "I was right."

"No…just a freak of nature is all I am-" he put a hand over my mouth and got close to me. "We have located her. Now do you want to know where she is or not?" he asked stern. I knew exactly what he meant and I nodded vigorously.

"I thought you would change your mind. The names Locura. But call me Max." he said softly. I nodded. "Good. Now it took us a bit of time but thanks to the Nigglels twins we could locate her even quicker." removing his hand from my mouth he continued. "Right now, though, all we know is she is located somewhere inside the palace."

I felt my heart sink in fear what torturous things that those animals might have been doing to my daughter.

"But we have a foot in the door." I gave him a puzzled look at his statement. "We do?" I said as I tilted my head a bit. He nodded. "Yes" his eyes lit up as he raised a finger pointing up then directed it at me. "Sueño." he grinned.

"That ex-KG?" I echoed to Locura unsure.

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