A/N: Hi everyone! This is one of my fist fics so please be gentle.
Summery: After Jak kissed Ashlien Keira's heart is broken and she wonders off into the world just to find out there is more to her than meets the eye as she learns about her future. A hero will rise up and claim her title and place in the world.
Jak X and the lost frontier never happened.
Disclaim: I do not own anything do not sue me. If I did Jak would not have kissed Ashlien!
Dedication: To readers!
Keira Hagai was walking towards the huge door that led to the dessert in Spargus City, her best friend Jak had just saved the world. Again. She was hoping to finally get her kiss if that stupid osttle didn't interrupt again. She took a deep breath before walking out the doors, but as soon as she walked out she didn't have to get far to see her hero kissing the red-headed governess. Ashlien.
Her heart twisted. She stumbled before falling onto the cold hard dessert sand. She blinked a few times but the image was the same as before. Jak, Ashlien, Daxter, and Sig. Sig and Daxter happened to been standing there the whole time and she swore she could hear her stone heart break. Before she could stop herself, she found herself running away from the scene and the city.
Two hours later Keira turned around. From miles away she could see the distant city light on the top of a large tower. Keira brought her hand up to her face; cold and emotionless. She didn't have to wait for the future to know her life was over.
'So what am I worth to him?' She thought. He looked out for her, tried to kiss her, when suddenly the thought struck her. Seduction. He had seduced her all her life ever since there were toddlers. 'If he had truly been there for me, truly had cared for me he wouldn't be putting me through hell.' Keira thought as more tears ran down her face. She knew then she would never be the sane again, no matter what happened.
After hours and hours Keira collapsed on the floor. From over the horizon she could see the dim light of the sun peeking over the cold merciless dessert. She had never ran so much in her life. The desert had gotten colder and colder as the night went on, by now she couldn't feel her hands or legs and it didn't help that she was wearing a short sleeved shirt with purple pants that somehow gotten holes in the time she had been running. Slowly her heavy eyelids dropped as the sun came rising up.