Chapter 10

The forest was quiet. Yet at the same time, I could hear the entire world. I could hear the world I wanted to. The grass buzzed as they brushed past each other, the wind sang, the trees whispered sad things to me. The birds were quiet, yet the sun was warm. It made golden spots surrounded by black shadows all over the ground. Butterflies brushed past my face.

The world I heard was not real. It flickered and shuddered as the danger and evil tightened its grip. That evil was just outside the rock walls. It didn't matter that this world cried for mercy, or that the water was as clear and blue as the tears in my eyes. I didn't want to believe this world was real.

Not because I hated this forest, but because I loved it. I wished that this wasn't real because I love it too much to lose it. Either way, I was going to leave so it didn't matter. My time here was coming to a close. My ending was approaching…

//-/-//

The sky seemed to glow with the city lights. The clouds allowed the yellow lights to reflect, giving the roof tops an eerie glow. I wished I could see the stars. I sat atop the roof of the apartment that the Underground HQ resided under. Torn didn't have anymore missions for me tonight so I was going to relax.

Over the last two months I had turned as hard as a wastelander. I kind of regret not leaving with Krow. I missed the old guy.

My frown deepened. I was doing that a lot. Frowning, I mean. Ever since…

//-/-//

The glass was a mirror. I didn't want to believe it was mirror. The person it reflected was not myself. Torn was behind me and I wanted to ask him if this was his version of a sick joke. The person in the mirror was not the person I remember. My frizz ball of brown hair was smoothed back into a braid, my run of the mill brown eyes glowed green. A toxic colored green…

//-/-//

I knew I had become something not human. My eyes weren't supposed to be green. I wasn't supposed to be able to shoot lightning out of my hands.

I figured out how to control my little problem. It wasn't going to go off when ever I felt threatened now. Ever since I got access to the garden sector, I've going to the forest to practice my 'Lighting Skills' as Daxter so lovingly dubbed them.

Another reason to love the little guy, he wasn't completely freaked out about my little power. Neither was Jak. They both kinda' gave me the whole, 'welcome to the Freakshow Club, we have t-shirts and cookies'. The first time I told Jak was the first time he admitted to me that he was the monster everyone was talking about.

I told him that I didn't care. He smiled at me that day. It wasn't his little 'let's go kill something' smirk he usually directed toward me, it was the shadow of the smile that came from Sandover. I wish I could have seen it when it was real.

But what was real, what was fake? I felt fake. I felt like a lie that wasn't necessary. My ending was approaching and all I had to do was wait for a few more days. Things were going to start happening. I knew this and I wish I could tell Jak. I wish Krow was here, I could talk to him. He knew I wasn't from this world. He knew I didn't belong here and he believed me. He even asked questions about my world. I was so happy to tell him. I was so sad when I couldn't tell him the truth. I wish I could tell him that I knew everything that was going to happen. I was scared now.

My swirling thoughts were very abruptly interrupted by the sound of someone coming up the ladder on the side of the building. I looked over my shoulder in time to see Jak and Daxter's head pop up over the edge of the roof. Daxter grinned when he saw me and hopped up the rest of the way, not waiting for his larger partner.

"Hey babe, what's crackin'"

I smiled. "Nothing much."

Jak climbed the rest of the way onto the roof and came to sit down next to me. There was silence, if you consider silence being two twisted elves and a ranting rodent silence. I shook my head; that was such a cruel description of them. Jak wasn't twisted, Daxter wasn't a rodent. Jak was a prince and Daxter was a god. I however was far outranked.

Jak noticed me shake my head. He grunted, his way of asking what I was thinking about.

"I don't know, Jak." I said quietly. "Something's coming."

"Like what?" Daxter had climbed onto my outstretched leg and was playing with a design in the fabric.

"The end."

"End?" Jak was looking at me now, scowling.

I shrugged but nodded. "Yeah, the end."

"What kind of end?" Daxter asked hesitantly.

"A peaceful one."

"With girls?"

"You'll have Tess, Daxter. All the way till then end, you'll have Tess."

Daxter liked that answer and smiled.

Jak was smarter than that, however and heard my hidden message. "What about you?"

"Don't worry about me." I smiled at him, he only glared. "I have a plan, I'm going to go home soon."

"And where is home?" Daxter asked.

"Far away." I stood up to leave. "Anyway, good luck, Jak, on your race tomorrow." He nodded to me and I finished as I walked away. "I'm sure that Errol doesn't even stand a chance. You'll win for sure."

//-/-//

A few days past and the streets filled with the cries of the people and the growls of the metal heads.

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A/N: One more chapter after this. Almost done. I hope you are all enjoying. Leave me a note.

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