Disclaimer – No one you recognize from the Jak series never will be mine. Any originals are mine.

Summary – When old enemies arrive in Haven City, Jak and company soon find out that the Group of 9 may be back up to their old tricks. Allies they believed to be lost return to help and show them that they were not the only ones who held secrets.

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Secrets of the Past Lives

A figure watched the many zoomers as they continually zipped past him. He remained in the shadows, knowing that shouldn't be seen too many people. He knew they would talk if they had a good look at him and probably call for help. That, he did not want to happen.

"I know you got my messages, we talked a lot in the past several weeks, we arranged for you to get here, now where are you? You sounded very anxious to get back together. I know you wouldn't miss this for anything," he muttered.

He smiled once he saw the transport vehicle appear above him and prepare to land.

'He's here. Finally,' he thought to himself.

He carefully watched the transport as it landed and several people stepped off of it. He smiled once the last one stepped off for it was the one he was waiting for. He stepped towards the elf, who was glancing around looking for him.

"Come this way my friend. We have been patiently waiting," the cloaked figure told him.

"I never expected to hear from you again. After we split up all those years ago, it was the last thing on my mind," the new elf said.

"Never underestimate the impossible Razer, for anything could happen. Even putting ourselves up for hire or returning to the old days after such a long time," the figure told him.

The figure led Razer down the street and into an alleyway. Razer glanced around, searching his mind to remember the long forgotten secrets. He had been in Kras City for so long, Haven City almost seemed foreign to him.

"You continue to surprise me, even after all these years," Razer mused.

He pulled out a cigarette and whipped out the lighter. He gave a small puff of smoke as the two continued to head down the alley. The first elf knocked on the door at the end. Footsteps were faintly heard inside and the door cracked open enough for the elf behind the door to see who was standing outside. He gave a smile as he opened the door further.

"Finally, I thought he'd never get here. Come on in," the reply came.

"Of course I'd come Anthar. I wouldn't miss this for the world," Razer smirked.

Rand stepped towards the table, placing his hands on the surface as Razer sat down in one of the chairs.

"Five of us are here. Now all we can do is wait for the other two to arrive. It is the only thing we really can do at the moment because we all know what happened to the other two members," Rand told the group.

He eyed the other elves present and gave a smile. Anthar glanced over at Jinx, who was sitting quietly at the far end of the table with his feet on the edge.

"Don't look so dejected, my friend. This is for the better good of us all. When those that are still alive finally reunite, we will be victorious," Anthar told him.

Jinx shrugged his shoulders, barely listening to what he was saying, or anyone else for that matter.

"Are you still worried about Torn and Tryce?" wondered Rand.

"Torn is still around? I didn't think he was still alive after the Kras City Grand Championship races," Razer put in.

"They were alive the last time we knew though they weren't doing that well. The last time we met, which was several months ago, they became severely injured and we haven't heard any information on them since then. They dropped from sight immediately afterwards so we can hope that they died from their wounds," Rand explained.

Razer's eyes grew at the information before giving a small smirk. He glanced at Jinx before his stare turned to the elf sitting quietly next to him.

"Moten, what do you think of this? Do you think they're still alive?" Razer wondered.

Moten perked up once he heard his name. He gave an evil smile as he glanced over at the pictures on the wall.

"I think we should find the two Clan idiots and make sure they're dead. After that, we continue with our plans to destroy the city," Moten replied.

Everyone put on a smile except for Jinx, who remained emotionless. He eyes moved towards Rand before deciding to put on a small smile himself. After all, it was his choice to rejoin the Group of 9 and he knew it was something he could never change. Jinx knew it was his fate to be in the shadows.

"I say we do it," Jinx finally said.

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Jak stepped through the door of the Naughty Ottsel to be greeted by Daxter and Tess. He smiled when he saw the two on top of the counter, gazing into each others eyes. Daxter looked over towards him long enough to see who it was.

"Hi Jak, it's nice to see you again. So what's cooking now?" he wondered in a dreamy voice.

"Daxter, what makes you think anything is going on? Can't a guy come see how his friends are doing after a recent harrowing adventure?" Jak told him.

"This is why I want to get as much loving in as I possibly can. Who knows when the next death defying adventure will be? One in which that I could possibly be killed?" replied Daxter.

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted when the door swung open and a strangely familiar face stepped inside. Jak's eyebrows flew up in surprise once he saw who it was.

"Razer! What brings you here to Haven City?" demanded Jak.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Razer replied.

He began to move towards Daxter and Tess, who were now carefully watching the dark-haired elf.

"I remember you from the Bloody Hook back in Kras City. I shouldn't be surprised to see you in a bar, hmmm," Razer mused.

Daxter began to growl as he stepped towards Razer. He crossed his arms as he watched the rodent.

"You don't scare me, even after all this time," Daxter firmly said, minor fear evident in his voice.

"You should be for I know something that you do not. The only thing I will tell you is that I am here on business. I'm meeting some friends of mine later to talk about important details. Let me tell you that I was not kidding when I told you that Mizo was a far fairer soul than I," Razer explained.

He moved closer to the bar, hoping to get a drink but Jak stepped in between him and the ottsels. Razer smirked when he saw the action.

"You still don't trust me, do you? Fine then, I will leave. Be warned for the next time we meet, you won't be so lucky," Razer told them.

He walked out the door, leaving three confused people behind. Daxter scampered onto Jak's shoulder before he stepped closer to the door to watch Razer walk down the street.

"I have to wonder why he really is in town. What kind of business would an elf like him have in Haven City?" wondered Jak.

Daxter nodded, wishing that that Razer would leave the city entirely.

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Razer glanced back at the Naughty Ottsel, a huge grin crossing his face. He began to move closer to the center of Haven to get a feel of the city again. He glanced from side to side, watching the elves step past him, unaware of his dark secret.

He soon came across the Freedom Headquarters. He carefully watched the front door for several seconds when it decided to open to reveal Guards. He drew himself back into the shadows so he could watch them. He gave a lopsided smile when he saw Ashelin step out of the building.

"My, my if it isn't the dear Ashelin, commanding the troops of this pathetic city. I never really got to talk to her at the races in Kras City. I wonder how she is doing. One way or another, she will not be doing well so soon," Razer mused.

He continued to watch until they were out of sight before stepping out into the open again. He eyed the headquarters carefully before starting to head away from the building.

TBC…