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Chapter.2

"You don't have to do this..."

"If I'm not doing it, who's gonna?"

"Please, listen to me."

"Ciao Jakie boi..."

Woken up by the pain of having sunken his teeth into his own lower lip, hard enough to draw blood. Jak peered around the confines of his snug bedroom, having kicked off the bed sheets as well as ripped another large hole in the linen. A common response, whenever the eco blast wound from Jinx's martyr sacrifice, would ache and make his insides twist and turn them selves whenever he had this nightmare... Sadly it was a nightmare come true. An annoying prick, turned into a valuable asset and a good friend. Had let his own body be disolved, as he dived into a vat of dark ego that was the power source to one of the remaining main metal head hives.

His death was not in vain, but there was no reason for him to sacrifice him self... He lived a good life didn't he? There was no gain involved in his death. It was nothing but a loss, and a painful experience. Surely to seal the vat, he didn't have to let him self dive into oblivion did he... His reasons for killing him self like that was cryptic... Chillingly...

He had months before been cheerful, cocky, and arrogant. His usual self.

It wasn't till they arrived at the strip mine he had begun to act...Differently. He was apologetic, polite, and downright nice to everyone on the operation... It didn't matter why he did it now. He was gone, and too few people cared.

Jak reached for his comm link with shaking hands, raising it to eye level. Eyeing the clock-radio on his night stand for a brief moment... It was two hours past midnight. He hated him self for this, yet he scrolled through his contact. Tuning into a frequency he rarely used anymore.

"Dax"

The ottsel couple would tangle up on their bed, Daxter being caught up in Tess's deadly but loving choke hold. He spent so much time with her, he'd almost feel bad for all his other friends. Who could live without the Daxternator for such a long time... Well quite a few people could, but there was one person he knew, regardless of his claims couldn't make it on his own for too long without him. The two boys had always been together, it had only changed recently.

He inhaled deeply through his mouth, snoring faintly with his snout pressed against his love's cheek. The result was him nearly choking on one of her long blond locks of hair, getting sucked into his gaping maw. Tess seemed unaffect, when she slept. Few things would ever wake her up, unless it was...

Daxter sat up in the darkness, blinking a couple of times. Stretching his back to get a good look at a pair of baby blue cub eyes, staring directly back at him from the foot of their bed.

He shook his head couple of time, stretching his back. Yawning a bit before speaking up in a kept low voice.

"Hey sport, why're you up again... Thought mommy put you to bed again" he frowned briefly, rubbing one of his eyes with the back of his hand. The ottsel cub suckled fiercely on the pacifier in his mouth, tilting his head curiously. "No... No I mean it, seriously. Go back to your room, you can't keep this up buddy... Aaargh c'mon then" He'd have to go through this each night... He always thought it would be interesting to wake up three people in a bed in the morning... He certainly never thought of it this way though. Lifting the blanket, he patted the space inbetween Tess and him self. And the young cub didn't hesitate with sprinting up on all fours to get inbetween his mother and father. "Sheez Damian...This has got to stop" Dax turned onto his back, resting his hands behind his head. Staring up at the dark ceiling, turning his head once more to look at Tess and their younger ottsel child. "Y'a understa-... Oh" Almost as soon as Damian had settled down he'd fallen asleep again.

"...Night sport" Daxter him self closed his eye's once more, but the peace he thought to be bestowed upon him was broken once more. As his costumized comm link on the night stand beeped furiously. And to keep Tess and Damian from waking up, he grasped it quite quickly. Darting out the bedroom, not bothering to look who would call him at this time of night. Only assuming it would be some prankster, as it usually was at this time of night.

"Alright you moronic, yakow headed, low life pieces of slum filth! What do you want this time! Oh...Oh...OH!, sheez Jak...Sorry buddy. Aha...ha... So not meant for you, I swear...Hmph? Meet up? Now! Do you have any idea what time it is...Alright alright don't get your panties in a knot..."