Y'know that whole cliché story line where either the video game, cartoon, movie, or whatever else you can think of character either comes to our world or we go into theirs? Yeah I know what your thinking, wow a crap load of already done ideas there, so your just going to copy everyone else's stories and somehow pull it off as your own? Hell yes I am, 'cept I'm not going to copy anyone's ideas down word for word! If they're similar I didn't mean it, tell me show me the proof if it's extremely bothersome and I'll happily revise it.

We all have our takes on the how we think it'd go if we ever met the characters we love or even despise either in our or their world. So this is my take on it!

Summary: I'd never really played the games to tell you the truth. There are a lot of games I've never played but I know the ins and outs of each of them like I'd had played em. I just never expected the first time I'd buy a copy that the characters would pop outta the game. Go fig?

I grinned from ear to ear when I saw it in the old pawn shop, the wolfish grin never left my face as I tracked down my mother, and tugging on her I then proceeded to drag her all the way to the display case. The sleeve of her floral shirt tightly in my grasp until we finally came to a stop at the case, good thing she didn't have anything against me dragging her everywhere.

"That!" I clarified by pointing out the torn case, nestled between all the copies of different used games. This however had caught my eye and we'd already hit four pawn shops looking for it. It was like the time I wanted a Sonic game and went seven different stores before I found it! "I want that mom!"

She squinted as she looked at the price, her locks of dark ginger hair tumbling over her face causing her to huff and quickly flip them back, before straightening up and shrugging her shoulders. "It's your money hun," she replied looking at me with a smile. "I'll pay the difference."

I squealed wrapping my arms around her in a quick, suffocating hug, before quickly getting an employee to open the case. It was a young man probably new here and his large hands fumbled with the keys. I had to wonder what that many keys went to. I rocked restlessly on the balls of my feet in anticipation, I then wondered why they had to have so many keys in the first place.

The only things I can think of that you actually need a key for in a place like this is to lock up, registers, doors to the backrooms, and most likely a safe. Why the heck would you give keys to a safe to a new employee? Meh I think it's some big mean trick like all the higher ups decided 'Hey lets put some dummy keys in there just to keep them on their toes!'

I turned my attention from my musing to actually look at the guy for a minute. His hair was cropped short, brown locks barely even touching his forehead as he mumbled to himself about how stupid these keys were. Acne dotted his face but it really wasn't all that noticeable, this guy apparently took care of his face. Don't blame him though, scars from acne would suck and he isn't that bad looking. He just looks like the type that's really clumsy especially with those large hands, he's a bit un-proportionate there. At least it's not that noticeable after all I would have never noticed it if those keys were the only thing between me and that game!

"Here you are," the perspiring young man stated holding out the copy of the game I'd sought since I'd come into some money. Course I had to spend the majority of that money on things I actually needed like clothing…That's why ma is paying the difference. I simply smiled at him and was quick to thank him for his services before looking at my mom happily flashing my teeth in a quick smile. She smiled and began to head out for the register all the while digging in her purse and getting ready to help me pay for this bad boy.

With the copy firmly within my grasp I inspected the disc with utmost care, making sure it'd even play. Pristine condition…nice, it's as if no one had ever touched it whoever had it before, they must have treated it like a sacred object or whatever. I've seen it before, you should see my friend, James, he's crazy about keeping his stuff in pristine condition. I swear I've never seen a spec of dust on his DS Lite.

After paying the cashier I urged my mom to hurry. I booked it across the parking lot and arrived at our silver BMW hopping up and down and urging my mom to hurry. As we got into the car and buckled up I grinned over at my mom with my goofiest grin ever. Honestly it's like a grin that you work to hard on to be genuine and it comes out looking goofy as heck.

"Y'know what?" I drawled the grin still gracing my lips as we got onto the road.

"What?" She asked keeping an eye on the road as she glanced at me. I waved my hand in the air a leisurely look on my face as the grin slanted.

"You, you my friend," I snickered as she rolled her eyes good naturally. "You are the best mom ever! Na I mean it!"

"Yeah right," she supplied back. "The only reason I'm the 'best mom ever' is because I helped you pay the difference." I leaned over my head on her shoulder the seat belt almost chocking me but I didn't mind much, and I put the best whine in my voice.

"Naaaa!" I snickered still grinning. "I woulda loved you anyways, now are you ready for the unlimited amount of thank you's I'll be saying all the way home? Cause I won't stop till we're home!"

"Hm...if I get too annoyed can I kick you out of the car and make you walk?"

"C'mon you wouldn't do that!" I stated sitting up and putting on a hurt face. "I'm your child, your offspring, the thing that happened when you and dad did the dirty deed!" She rolled her eyes again laughing as we came to a stop at a stop sign.

"Plus now that I think about it I'm pretty sure child services would take you away from me if I did that in the first place."

"I'm my own woman!" I stated striking a pose. "I'm sixteen I am officially a woman!"

"Not by law your not," she replied. "Eighteen my dear."

"Lies and slander!" I declared as we pulled onto our road excitement began to bubble in my stomach. I clutched the game to my chest my feet tapping restlessly against the floorboard.

As soon as we reached home I dead sprinted out of the car, and shouted back at my mom that I'd give her that thank you fest the next time we went out. I was in such a hurry I didn't see a reply or hear one, after all I had snatched the keys and was now quickly unlocking the door to the house. I threw the keys onto the coffee table at least five feet away the keys clacking before almost sliding off of the table.

I was quick to kick my shoes off careful not to leave them in the doorway and went slipping and sliding on the hardwood flooring that made up the kitchen. Once I made it to the carpet I thought it'd be easy sailing until my foot banged into a chair leg. Hobbling on one foot I cursed my luck as I reached where I was headed.

I hunkered down in the den the wolfish grin back on my face ad I placed the game in the PS2. I studied the broken case reading the words Jak 2: Renegade, something struck me as odd then…the case was in crap condition but the game was alright. If this had been someone who actually cared I'm sure they would have taken care of the case just as much as the game itself; James did after all.

I'm just being silly quickly I removed the game and put it in after putting away my other game that was originally been in the PS2.

I started up the game system and the game read okay, which I wasn't shocked by it was so squeaky clean after all. The first cut scene began and I just sat back and relaxed as it played. To tell you the truth I'd already seen this scene, after all I watched walk throughs on both Jak 2 and 3, sadly I could never find a superb one for number 1 which made me sad. I was in it for the game play itself I wanted to earn everything there was to earn and I wanted to find all the Easter eggs I could!

Something wasn't quite right however when the first cut scene came up, and truthfully it sent a chill down my spine. I was past the part where Jak gets captured and Daxter swears to save him. As the next scene opened after the two years later it was as if… Well, almost like Praxis was staring right at me. I shifted and I swore those eyes followed me, slowly I gritted my teeth unconsciously a habit I'd always had when I became nervous, and stared harder at the screen thinking possibly it was just a glitch. Maybe that's why the game was so clean and brand new looking, it was just some bootlegged glitch filled copy.

PS2 can't motion sense…and I don't have anything hooked up that can…plus this game doesn't even have that…

I settled down once those eyes were off of me, the dialog went on as normal but I didn't dare let out a sigh of relief. I didn't even move, not even a scant inch as I sat before my TV, indian style on the floor.

As soon as I began to relax I thought Erol had glanced my way, I immediately tensed up thinking that if I did I'd go invisible. Somehow I wish I could really go invisible, but that's out of the realm of possibility in the real world. Praxis was one thing, but Erol? I shuttered at the though of that maniac glancing my way!

Emily you've been reading too many fics… I assured myself but it really didn't help much as the cut scene went to just Jak and Daxter.

My body didn't relax until I was in control of Jak and escaping the prison. The only thing that eased my nerves was the simple fact that well…Jak wasn't chained to that table and he was a good guy...right? Plus as soon as I got out of the prison I'd be away from both Praxis and Erol.

I'm being stupid, like Praxis was actually staring at me or Erol glanced at me! That could never happen, they're video game characters and I'm real, I exist and they don't! Plus it's a TV, last time I check TV's don't have portals in them that make you trip out. Somehow the possibilty of them getting out seemed eerily possible.

They'd find a way too, I'm technically spying on them...and they probably don't enjoy spies, even interdenominational ones. That thought kinda sent another chill down my spine and as soon as I could save I did. I set the game on pause and found myself eying the room as if expecting something bad to happen, and that feeling never really left after I picked up the controller and began to play again. Thankfully once I was in 'game mode' and nothing else odd happened my nerves were settled.

Sooooo shoooooooooooooooooort! I am done with the first chapter, I don't' know why I did this I guess I was just bored. But I'm having fun with this :D. I'm still working on Beyond Broken so people who follow that fret not!