PROLOGUE

This is just the prologue, the next chapter is SO much better, so give it a chance. PLEASE REVEIW!

Disclaimer: nothing is mine, even though the characters i made up are mine, im going to go ahead and say they're not.

It was just a normal day in Haven City, and two normal people were walking down the port, hand in hand. The girl, Keira, was completely oblivious to the small black box that bounced in her partner's pocket, containing the rest of her life. Jak was going to ask Keira to marry him. But fate had no intention of permitting the happy couple to live happily ever after. As they were reaching the entrance to the industrial section, they heard a scream.

"What was that? Jak, you should go and check it out." Keira said.

Jak, who had WAY bigger things on his mind than some old lady getting mugged said, "Wait, Keira, there's something I want to ask you."

"Jak! Somebody could be hurt! It can wait!"

Jak sighed and ran to where he had heard the scream. He didn't need to run, because the problem was heading straight for him. A tall dark being that stood at least seven feet tall was coming at him. It resembled his dark self but its skin was pitch black, its horns curled and twisted, everything about it was pitch black and seemed to even absorb the light around it.

"What the- was all he could say before a dark blow hit him straight in the face, sending him soaring at least twenty feet backwards. He landed at Keira's feet; Keira was already close to tears at the site of her man being thrown twenty feet into the air.

"Oh my god! JAK!"

His attacker was moving in for the kill, noticing this, Jak leaped into action. He drew his morph gun and shot franticly at the dark being. To his surprise, the bullets passed through him, as if he was shooting at smoke.

"What the hell are you?" Jak demanded.

It laughed manically, "I rule the underworld, boy! I'm insulted you haven't heard of me!"

The creature laughed and grabbed Keira around the waist and held a claw to her thought, "I'm going to have quite some fun with her..."

"NO!" Jak roared.

"Jak… help me…" Keira whimpered.

"Relax, my darling, my quarrel is not with you," He looked up at Jak, "I WANT YOU!"

"PUT HER DOWN!"

"Ok," came the reply, he slid his claw across her throat, killing her.

Jak watched as the woman he loved was executed before his eyes, tossed aside like a piece of trash.

"GOD DAMNIT! YOU WILL PAY!" He roared inhumanly.

"What are you going to do about it?" The creature said, taking a step forward. "You can't even touch me!"

He summoned a dark blade, and brought it above his head, ready to deliver the final blow. Jak had tears streaming down his face, he wondered if he should even object to dying. Jak made his decision, if he would die, this man would meet his end too. The lethal weapon swung down to meet Jak's arm, in its light form. The blade did not pass through his arm, or cut it. It just stopped.

"No." Came the gasp. He watched in awe as Jak's entire body glowed white.

It staggered backwards and disappeared in a flash. Jak knelt over Keira's corpse and sobbed.

------------------------------------ONE MONTH LATER, NAUGHTY OTTSEL------------------------

Jak sat at the bar, drowning himself in whisky. He was previously been suicidal, until a new thought crossed his mind: Revenge. He was going to murder the man who had taken Keira away from him. He had a good idea of how, too. He was going to go to the metal head nest, where the rift ring is held, and talk to the precursors about getting to Hell. This just happened to be his last drink before his departure.

"JAK! You cannot do this!" a certain green old man said.

"What do you know?" Jak said, rounding on him.

"Jak, nobody took Keira's death harder than you, but I'm just trying to help you!"

"I'm helping myself!" Jak stood up and made his way to the door, Samos close behind.

"Jak! You have a destiny to fulfill!" Samos pleaded.

Jak turned around swiftly, nearly knocking the old man off his feet.

"SCREW MY DESTINY!" He roared viciously.

With that, he walked out the door, where he met Sig, Torn, Daxter, and Jinx.

"Are you guys ready?"

All nodded their heads.

"Jakkie-boy, How long didja say we'd be gone for?" Jinx questioned.

"A week, tops." Jak said gruffly.

Later, at the metal head nest, Jak stood facing the Rift Ring, the others behind him in the wastelander cars. He touched the Ring, knowing what would happen. The precursor Jak had met earlier immerged from the Ring.

"Hero, I know why you call upon me," It boomed, "You wish to travel into hell and avenge your lover's death, and you will be glad to know that I can grant your wish. But beware, this decision will not bring happiness, it is your choice."

He raised his arm at the ring, and it glow bright scarlet.

"Right into the hornets nest!" Jak laughed.

The sand shark, with Jak in it, leapt into the ring, fallowed by the dune hoppper and the Gila Stomper.

The first thing jak saw coming out of the ring was red. Red everything. He saw desert as far as the eye could see, with blood red sand. The sky was dark red, with black clouds that never gave rain. There was no sun! The light just seemed to come from... nowhere. all of these elements produced The Bloody Desert.

"What the hell is this place?" Torn cried.