AHH!!! It's been a week! I am SO very sorry for the hold up. Homework isn't agreeing with me and I've just had two world cultures projects straight in a row! My clarinet concert is coming up WAY too soon and our conductor is giving us the hardest music we've ever played and I'M NOT EVEN IN HONORS! (Grumbles) Also, I have this little story I'm writing based off a dream I had. If any of you want to read it, e-mail me.

And how much I hate to admit it, but I think I'm not a minor Jak/Torn fan. OO that's not a very good thing. I still LOVE Jak/Keira but that's grown on me a bit...

I wished I owned Jak and Daxter, but I don't. Naughty Dog tells me on the back of the game box. XC

-oo-

Je vous amis (I love you all)!

On with it.

A-c-t-i-o-n!

In the blink of an eye, Errol and Jak were beating each other over the head (not literally XD). Jak sprang from left to right like a monkey on drugs and Errol just stood there waiting for his moment, but still defending himself whenever Jak tried to hit him.

Jak was on his left. Before Jak had anytime to think, Errol put his arm to the right. Jak hoped square into it and it hit his stomach, tumbling him over it onto the ground. Jak gasped as the wind was knocked out of him and Errol's foot stamped down on his chest.

"What happened to you?!" Jak inquired aloud.

Errol thought, deciding weather or not he should give it away, "I think I'll save that for another time."

"C'mon Jak, lemme out, I could hurt him so bad!" Dark seethed inside his mind.

Without question, Jak began to morph and he stood ready for action, "There won't be another time for you, jerk. Looks like you'll be killed by your own creation."

Dark lunged forward at Errol and he swerved out of the way, forcing Dark to land sideways on his feet and skid. As soon as gravity agreed with him, Dark pushed of the ground and darted forward like a bullet, but narrowly missing him once again.

Dark decided he wasn't letting Errol escape. He plunged at him once again, this time his claws out in front of him. It happened in a second.

The purple nails went through Errol's heart like a dagger.

Errol gasped in pain and Jak morphed back, starring at him.

"You... you eco...f-freak..." Errol managed to mutter, "I-I... I can... come... back...when...whenever I-I want... you... fool..."

Jak rolled his eyes, "Will you hurry up and die again? I have some friends to free."

Errol died right on the spot without another word, "FINALLY!" Jak sighed loudly and they rushed to the exit.

C-u-t!

Sorry, I have to practice the clarinet! I'll write another chapter tomorrow! Bye now!

-Hero out!