Authors note: This story is based on the jak 2 game and the theory of how messing with time can lead to changes in the future Since the futurr itself is never set in stone. I came up with it when i was playing the game, I think the second game was very important because its pretty much about how the present had clashed with the future, if anything went wrong or one of the 3 people important in shifting Jaks fate changed their minds or did something different it would alter the time line itself and it might lead to the jak we all know to seize to exist.
The three important people in shifting Jak's destiny is Barron Praxis, Erol amd his younger self.
But to me i think Erol played a very big part in it, like finding Jak, also had a part on his experimentation and who can forget the big race where Erol ended up being blown to bits...sort of.
So this story will be based on a theory of what if Erol decided to back off from that ill fated race, if he did it would set off a chain of events and what would happen?
I hope you all enjoy this story, please tell me what you think of it.
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Fate and destiny are very funny yet strange things.
When you think you know your fate, when your path is set, you find that there is a fork in the road which leads you to wonder which path to take.
Destiny and fate are never given to you, you make your own path, you forge your own fate and destiny and sometimes, it has a funny way of finding you when you least expect it.
Your probably wondering who am I, well you will find out as I tell my story
Its a rather strange tale of truth and choices, one that might be dismissed as a simple tall tale of sort. But it did happened and now at my age as I write this down i start to realize how that one choice which I made forever changed my life and shaped the fate of my home...and how it eliminated the lives of 4 people from existance.
Maybe it was for the best...maybe it wasn't, I don't know, but what I do know is this, because of that choice, i have been given the burden of a hero who now no longer exist...because of me.
This is my story.
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Haven stadium:
It normally would have been a regular day for me in Haven city, wearing my mask I hide my feeling.
And I am not talking about my Kg mask, I mean my actual face which I from a very young age have learn to hide my emotions well, I had to, everybody though of me as a crazy psycho, that was how they took me seriously.
But the truth was that hiding behind my "mask" I hid my sadness and pain, looking how the once fair city had changed, how its glory had been taken leaving it run down.
The buildings were falling apart, the streets were broken and covered in trash, people resorting to illegal activities just to survive.
But my sadness and pain went beyond that, why, I won't say, its my privacy, but that privacy brings me so much pain that sometimes I cannot bear it.
I cry myself to sleep sometimes, many people would find that shocking, but its the truth and the truth which I have hidden for many years.
When I have been in the kg for as long as I could remember, as a child I don't remember my mom or my dad..in fact I never really had anybody.
The only thing of my childhood that i could remember is that when i was a baby i was found in a ditch, yes, a ditch, maybe my mother left me there to pick me up later or maybe she wanted to abandon me but didn't think of leaving me in an orphanage.
I guess my life didn't matter to her cause that was where i was left till some workers reported hearing my crying to some kg and soon i was found, wearing nothing, just bundled up in a dirty gold color cloth inside of a ditch, there was some name sown ontu the blanket, but the only thing the guards could make out wa in what order they went i don't remember, but what i do remember is that the people who found me decided to give me a name that contained some of those letters.
I was named Erol...which somestimes i think is a pun, cause it kinda sounds like Error, which i think that is what i was to my birth mother and father, i was an error to them.
After that i was left in the orphanage, which wasn't like staying in a motel, in fact any dirty old motel might have been better.
As a baby i was sick very often, cried all night long, as i grew older i grew sicker, so much the other children started to resent me because they thought i was doing it on purpose trying to get attention, which wasn't true and because i was often ill parents seem to not want to adopt me thinking i would just be a burden on them so they opted to adopt the more healthier children.
Soon i was alone, as i always seemed to be.
My life changed when i reached the age of 13, many people would consider it odd for such an old child to be adopted at that age, at that age most teenagers give up the hope of ever being adopted and decide to settle in foster homes.
I guess i was a lucky one, i remember that day as if it was yesterday, it was december around 11 or maybe 12 of december, I remember I was busy doing some yard work when the orphanage had an important visit, that was when I met Barron Praxis and his daughter Ashlin.
Aparently they had come to adopt, aparently his wifes dying wish was for them to give somebody a home, which they were going to do.
Ashlin didn't seem to want to do that, she always stayed away, avoinding contact on all the kids.
Her father was the same, till he set his eyes on me, as soon as he did all of his attention was on me.
For a year it seemed he was only there for me, he visited the orphanage weekly to see me, payed for my medical bills and for the best treatment till i got better in health.
The next thing that i knew was that the barron tried to adopt me, sadly that was not meant to be, so instead he gave me a foster home.
It was pretty good, sometimes he though that Ashlin was a little jealouse of him cause the Barron seemed to favor me a bit.
It became more apperant when i joined the kg, even if the barron was a good man, treated me alright, there was a darkside, a dark side which i am not going to talk about right now, but that darkside has haunted me to this very day.
Looking up i saw that i was nearring the haven city stadium, yep, it was a big day for me, today i am going to take down that eco freak who goes by the name Jak.
So far i have found his little attemps to bring this city down annoying, yet slightly amusing, but he is not going to win.
He is not going to take my home away and my love keira, neither one of them will fall prey to him, not while i am around, if he wants that he is going to have to walk over my dead body.
Feeling confident i walked over to where my racing zoomer was but then i stop, damm it, forgot my mask.
Turning back i retraced my steps to where i had left it, i looked into the locker room and pretty much turned my locker upside down looking for it.
Just as i was about to give up and go race without it i remembered that i had left it in keiras garage yesterday after a rather nice long date.
Yep, it was very nice, a very long night...ahem, any way that was where i went.
As i got near i heard her talking to somebody, an old man, her father if i am correct, what was his name? Sage? Samus? No neither one of those are correct, but it was something like that.
I slowed down a bit, it seemed that they were in a bit of an arguement.
"Keira its dangerous what your doing and its wrong, i taught you better" he heard keiras father said,
"Dad! You don't know how its like living here, people do these types of things all the time to survive" he heard keira said,
"What your talking about is playing with fire, you can't go around fooling with peoples emotions" scolded her father,
When he said fooling with peoples emotions that was when i was paying full attention, i walked closer to the garage, pressed my ear against the door so i could hear better.
"I had to daddy, i need to survive and the only way i could get this job was to flirt with that idiot of Erol" i heard keira say, as plain as day.
An idiot? Is that what she thought of me?
"Keira, that is not right, he is a man with emotions, like Jak, you can't continue to play with them, what will happen if either one of them found out about what you are doing?" Asked her father horrified,
"They won't, their both too oblivios to see what is going on" said keira,
"Keira, their not oblivious...they love you and they both want to protect you thats why their so hellbent on destroying each other, because of their love for you, because of the want they have to protect you, if you love them then you have to set this straight before you wind up killing them" said her father, he sounded like he was pleading to her.
There was silence before keira said the words, those words had hurt me so much, to this day i feel pain when i think about them.
"I really don't care about what happens" she said, she sounded cold, where was the cute mechanic girl i had fallen in love with?
Horrified i backed away, slowly walked to the steps of the haven city racing stadium before sitting down on the very last step to think.
How long it passed as i though, i dont remember,
"Racers, take your positions, the race will begin in 5 minutes" i heard the announcer say, standing up i looked at the stadium before i did something that i should have done earlier, something that changed everything before my very own eyes.
I walked away from the race, winning the first class race and beating the eco freak no longer seemed important to me, I only wanted to do it because i wanted to prove my point to the eco freak, to keep keira safe, but not anymore.
The eco freak can have her if he wants, i no longer cared, if keira did that to me i am more than sure she will do the same to him.
For that i feel sorry for him, but either way i no longer care, i am not letting her rejection beat me up, i had already taken so many beatings, so many rejections, well not this time.
I walked away, but with my head high in pride.
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Little did i know that because of this choice, because i choose to walked away instead of race, things were going to change as somehow the extremely fragile time line was broken and changed.
What was supposed to happen was not going to happen, in its palce was now a new future...in which my choices and truths would shape it.
At that moment the fate of haven city rested on my hand, but i wouldnt know that will later.
To be continued.
Authors note: As you can see this is story will be written in Erol's point of view. I know many think he is a psycho, sadistic, ect, but I think thats not true or he pretends to be, for two reasons, one in the game there are some times that show that he does care about the city and worries about the safety of his men, also he did seemed to care about keira for real cause he was more than willing to challange Jak in order to keep her safe, also there is his mask.
Mask are often metaphors for hidding the truth, so by him wearing a mask means he often hides his true emotions in order to survive the city which proves he could be a good guy.
Any way, now that Erol backed away from the race the chain of events will start to unravel. Hope you stay tuned for the next one cause trust me, it will just keep getting more and more interresting by the second.