Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, I wish I did but I don't, they are owned by Naughty Dog. This story is purely fan made.

Author Notes: This is my first fanfiction. Any comments and criticism are welcome. I hope you enjoy, please leave a review if you enjoyed. Thank you.

Chapter 1 – The Class 2 disaster.

The smell of scorching rubber hit the Orange Lightning's small walnut coloured nose, as he dashed around the bend of the track. Adrenalin filling his system.
This was his first time behind the wheel and he was leading the pack like the alpha wolf. He felt like racing was in his blood, like it meant to be.

As he flew towards the finish he thought about his lifelong friend. The green haired used to be mute that he met as a child all those years ago. He pictured the smile on his face knowing that his friend had gotten him that one step closer to the baron.

He came back to reality as a roar of an engine made his long ears twitch. He looked sharply to his left, to see a bald headed racer wave goodbye as he accelerated past him.

The ottsels face turned to disgust, as the wind caught his short fur. How dare he pull him from his thoughts? A smirk of determination appeared on his small furry face, as he hit the glowing turbo button next to his gloved right hand. He sailed past the fellow racer, who punched the wheel in frustration.

"This is my track Grandma!" He exclaimed as he soared over the finish line.

A sea of bodies cheered for him as they raised their arms in the air in excitement! It was as If they were forming into one person cheering.
Daxter felt a wave of emotion overcome him! 'Did Jak see?' He thought to himself. 'Did he see that I won this for him?' Daxter obliterated the sweat from his brow as he started crawling to a stop. The adrenalin surge from the race started to decline. He had never been so hyped to race again.

All of a sudden the bald racer, who was defeated by an orange rat shot round the corner demolishing Daxter and his vehicle, sending them catapulting through the air.
The crowd gasped in horror as Daxter's small frame slammed against the wall. A piece of metal plating skewered his abdomen, as a lake of vital crimson fluid began to form around him.

Agony quickly followed as the ottsel shrieked. His body weakening with every shaking shallow breath. As the light was suddenly engulfed into darkness….

Author Notes: I hope you enjoyed, I know it's a short chapter. However I just wanted to do a small opening.