I am so so so sincerely sorry that I haven't posted a chapter in a month.( Though no one probably cares.lol.) Well, anyways here is the next chapter. "What am I going to do!", Jacks yelled in frustration at the wall." Of corse you won't answer me, NO ONE does." He began to weep. What was he going to do? Why does Picket have to be so smart!", he said hitting the wall. "Why did I do this", he said thinking of his time in Akolan, thinking of what he was going to be if Heather hadn't saved him. It's not that he wasn't for Raptors or, what was left of them. He was kind of like his old trainer Kylen. He just wanted power. All of this, just for power." I'm so dumb", he kept on saying." What did Helmer want?",he began to think." He wanted to fight. He had been through so many wars that he was hungry for war. Jacks just wanted power. He wished he could consult his mom for wisdom, but he had no mother anymore. Not since he had slaughtered and hacked her to pieces. He couldn't consult anybody, unless he turned himself in. He decided that he wouldn't do that." I could go to were Akolan used to be and live there and come back when I was grown. No one would recognize me and my voice would be different because of puberty", he thought. The more he thought about it, the more he disliked it. He was at a dead end. He didn't feel like fighting against anything. He knew he had been wrong. About everything. He was sorry. But that sadness turned to rage. Rage at himself. He hated himself more than anyrabbit or anything. He was disappointed in himself. He felt like turning himself in. But that wouldn't happen. It was to late. He heard a knock at the door and it was Picket and the army.