Disclaimer: I do not own Erol,Jak,Keira,Daxter,Tess or anyone out of this story. They all belong to NDI.

Story Synopsis: This story plans to stick to most of the storyline in the Jak 2 Game. However, I may change it to suit my story :) Jak reveals to Keira his dark side, in a rage against Erol, her new admirer. She is now distant from him, and Jak is doing everything he can to win her back. But will it be of any use? Through the whole story (not just these chapters) you will also get to witness the behind the scenes lives of Torn, Ashlin, Tess and Daxter and many more favourite characters. Please read on as I cannot fully give away the plot -

Notes: Please note that Thoughts will be in Italic, Speech will be in bold and that actual Game cutscenes may be described in the story to show where in time this happened :)

Metalheadjunkie: Hey please R&R, this be my first fanfic for So be nice :D

Somamaniac: Like anybody's going to want to read it!

Metalheadjunkie: Are you my conscience?

Somamaniac: Apparently.

Metalheadjunkie: Well, mister somamaniac are you ready to read?

Somamaniac: If I must!

--Where Do I Hide --

Keira tapped her foot. "Where are they? The race is supposed to start soon!" She tutted and left the garage. "They better show up!"

"Jeez that was close buddy!" Daxter grinned.

"Well we made it, what now? Shall we go see Keira the class two race is on today." He told his furry friend. Jak launched himself at the nearest zoomer, Daxter clinging to his shoulder. He jumped on and flew off. For some reason Keira always brightened Jak's day and Jak had, had a hectic day saving his friends from the fortress. When they arrived he hopped off the zoomer just before it crashed into the wall. Jak wasn't one for parking.

The race garage was empty and there were no signs of Keira. Just then Erol walked out of no where. "Well well well, if it isn't the dark eco freak!" he spat maliciously.

"What do you want?" said Jak through gritted teeth.

As the three males spat insults at each other Keira walked in with her father Samos. "Its so good to have you back daddy," she said to her father, without noticing Jak and Erol.

"You know Keira loves a winner! She'll be my mechanic someday!" Erol whispered in Jak's ear and put as much emphasis on the word Love as possible.

"You stay away from her!" Jak hissed.

Erol cackled evily. "See you at the finish line, eco freak!" and with that he walked out of the garage.

"Erol's the best racer I've ever seen!" Keira said airily, her eyes glazed in a smitten expression.

"Stay away from him!" Jak said angrily.

"Who made you the boss of me!" Keira sneered.

"..I.."

"People say you get angry and..and change...your not the Jak I used to know and you work for Krew!"

Jak looked away from her. "I need Krew's connections to fight the Baron and my dark pow...you know what, You do it your way and I'll do it mine!" he stomped off out of the garage with Daxter shouting after him. "Go away Dax!" he shouted at Daxter. Sensing the burning anger of his troubled friend he ran back to the stadium to see Keira.

Jak fought down his burning rage by kicking a can really hard. It didn't help much until he looked up and seen that it had hit a Krimzon Guard, who was trying to find who kicked it. He smirked to himself, but the smirk quickly turned into a frown.

He thought to himself. "Why the hell does she like Erol anyway? I'm a much better racer than him. She only likes him cuz' he's the commander of that bloody army!" He kicked his foot hard against a railing. Jak let out a low growl."I'm not Jealous..I'm just angry..I'm always angry, that's who I am. But I never used to be." He sighed and sat down on the bridge over the port.

"I'm a freak...I want it to be like it used to be. I want to be able to look at Keira and see her smile like she used to. I want to see her laugh like back when we used to chase each other all over Sandover village. I want to be free again. I don't want to be stuck in this nightmare. It's tearing me apart. Theres so many things I wanted to tell her. Like how pretty she was or how she always made me feel better. Now that I can, she doesn't want to know. She's right! I'm not the Jak she used to play with, I'm not Jak...I'm an eco freak! But it's not my fault...she doesn't want to know. There could have been something. I could have told her I liked her. She just doesn't know the half of my pain. What I suffer just to stay sane. She's not worth it!"

Feeling much relieved that he had, had this little chat with himself and his dark side hadn't interrupted at tense moments, he got up and went to find Daxter.

"That's right sugarplum. How about a winners kiss," said Daxter.

"Maybe later, if your good boy!" Tess doted scratching her furry friends ears.

"Hey Dax," said Jak stepping into the room.

"Jak, were did you stomp off to, had to race by myself ya know! But we won all the same!"

"Well I'm proud of ya!" He said while bending down to Daxters level.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Jak answered, and Daxter hoped on his shoulder. He stood up and Met Keira's eyes. They both turned opposite ways, and Jak decided to leave.

"What was all that about buddy?" Daxter asked.

"Nothing...Just forget it."

The next two days dragged by as Jak sat hour after hour at the Hip Hog saloon. He had nobody to talk to and nothing had been going on Torn had said, so there wasn't any missions. He had alot of time on his hands to think. And he did think. He thought about Keira. He didn't want to give her the cold-shoulder forever. He just wanted to make her see. But maybe the only way he could do that is to apologise.

He got up and made his way outside to think about things one more time. His feet seemed to take him to the stadium, so he sighed and trudged into the garage to find Keira. "Keira?" he shouted. She was over by her work bench.

"Oh, it's you!" she said coldly.

"I...I came to apologise, I don't want to lose you as a friend," he said timidly.

"Oh...Me too, I'm sorry Jak. I really didn't mean to say those things about you."

"It's ok, I really didn't mean to say those things about you either. You can do what you want, I just wanted to warn you about h..." Jak's words were broken by a cruel laugh.

"Jak, long time no see, Getting the orange rat to do your race's now are we? Too scared you might lose?" Erol said boastfully.

"You!" was all Jak had to say. "This is your fault."

"What's all my fault? You, falling out with Keira?"

"You told him?" he looked at Keira. But before she could answer he had turned back to Erol. "The reason why I am so tortured is you. You did it. Erol. You destroyed me and your going to pay!" Jak said while gritting his teeth.

He let out a roar and changed into Dark Jak. Keira gasped. Erol being un-armed at the time stood in front of Keira as Dark Jak approached him. He grabbed Erol and threw him across the room. Keira looked up to the towering beast above her. She screamed. Dark Jak grabbed her by the waist but dropped her and turned round to inspect the object that just hit him in the head. Erol had thrown a spanner at him.

"I'll distract him Keira," Erol shouted to her. But Dark Jak had heard her whimper, he turned back to her. Erol had began picking up various things to throw at Jak. She screamed as she ducked under a broken zoomer. The weight of Dark Jak climbing on top of the zoomer pushed it down on Keira's hand and she screamed again in pain. As he jumped off, and lunged at Erol. Erol threw himself onto Jak and started smacking him hard with a spanner. As much as he wanted to kill Jak, keira would never forgive him, so he just harmed him some more.

"Keira move! I can't keep him here for very long," Erol shouted over Dark Jak's growls.

"Where Do I Hide?" she screeched...fear shaking her whole body. She climbed up on the table and reached for the suspended three-seater above her. She climbed in to it and tried to be quiet. But peeking over the edge she seen Dark Jak grab Erol and throw him against the wall, knocking Erol out. Jak was now circling the room trying to find Keira. She picked up a wrench from the car and threw it at Jak just as he looked up and it hit him square on the head. He fell backwards and knocked himself out on the hard floor, turning himself to his normal state. Keira gasped clutching her heart. Her breathing was fast and she felt dizzy. She lowered herself down and ran over to Erol. He looked pretty shook up but no major injuries. She approached Jak cautiously. He looked alright apart from a big welt mark on his forehead. She backed away. She didn't want to believe what just happened. That wasn't Jak, not her child-hood friend, not anyone she new. She was scared. A sudden movement from behind, startled her. It was just Erol. He slowly got up rubbing his head.

"Fuck! Oh..Keira are you alright," Erol said as he suddenly realised Keira was there. "Your really pale are you sure. Come on Let's get him out of here!" Erol picked up Jak by the arm and dragged him out of the race garage. He walked back in to see Keira. She was still standing there looking at were Jak had lay.

-Beep Beep-

Keira jumped at the noise. Erol reached into his pocket "It's just my communicator. I'm wanted at the palace...um..are you sure your gonna be ok?"

"I'll...I'll be fine."

"Ok, I'll come check on you later. Don't worry about what happened, it will be ok!" As soon as Erol left she picked up her coat and ran out after him. It was rained quite hard.

"Erol, wait!" She shouted across the roaring wind and rain. "Can ...can we not tell anybody what happened? I don't anyone to know."

"Ok..if you want. Look you really don't look well...where are you going? you want a lift?"

"I'm...i'm just a little shaky. If you could drop me off somewhere in the slums, that would be good." She said trying to show a smile.

"Sure, hop in," Erol said rather cheerfully.

She'd be safe. She's with the commander. No one could harm her now, not...not even Jak, she thought as they drove through the city.

To be continued!

Metalheadjunkie: Ah no Keira, Never take lifts from strangers or mad men ie.Erol!

Somamaniac: She'll be fine! Or will she!

Metalheadjunkie: Ah the suspense is killing me!

Somamaniac: Oh grow up, you already know what happens!

Metalheadjunkie: Chut up man, stop messin with my thoughts!

Somamaniac: I am your thoughts! grrrr

Notes: Updated for grammar errors and whatnot.