Authors note: Sorry I haven't updated, had a little break and stuff. Plus nobody is reviewing as much. Remember, no reviews no chappy, other than that, enjoy the new chappy.

Confusions and questions:

Outside of Jak's apartment:

Ashlin sat in her kg hover vehicle as she sipped her cip of coffee

She didn't like kids, not at all, to her they were bratty, whinny and their screams could break the eardrums out of anybody, but she was forced into this whole babysitting thing.

"This is going to be a long day" said Ashlin looking at the door of the building where Jak's apartment was.

She dropped her cup of coffee when Jak came out of the building with the toddler of terror, strapped him on the back seat of the vehicle before slunking into the front seat, his head was covered by a black ski mask, dark glasses over his eyes.

"Jak your not a prisenor, people will think your a theif or something if you wear that" Ashlin said looking at him strangely,

"Not in the mood Ashlin" Jak retorted, not in a good mood,

"Hey come on, you have to show your governess a little respect" said Ashlin,

"Ya right, if you knew" though Jak before saying "what do you want?",

"First remove the disguise" Ashlin ordered.

Rolling his eyes Jak sullenly removed his ski mask and glasses.

Ashlin was grateful she had already dropped the cup. "Holy shite Jak!" she yelled.

Jak looks had changed overnight, his hair was still blond and green but had grown slightly longer, the green in his hair was a dark forest green, the blond was now a more dark shade of gold.

His eyes seemed a darker shade of blue than before while his body and face were "tattooed" with lines and swirls of either blue, green, yellow, red, white and black, the colors of eco.

"I know, I know!" Jak yelled "I look like a rainbow",

Ashlin eye twitched as she simply said "Honestly Jak its a good look for you"

"This is not a time to joke Ashlin" Jak said deadpanned.

"Who's joking?"

Jak sighed irritably before looking out his window as Ashlin drove off. It was going to be a long day.

Freedom fighters HQ:

Jak was even more irritated when people stopped just to stare at him as he walk through the halls of the headquaters,

"DO YOU MIND! DON'T YOU HAVE ANYTHING ELSE BETTER TO DO!" Jak yelled at them, his patience running thin.

He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself before his dark form came out and killed everybody around him.

"You should get used to it Jak...people will stare because of your sudden change" said Ashlin as she pulled Errol who stubornly refused to walk.

"Thanks for the reminder" said Jak sullenly,

"Okay fine...go to Torn, he has some kind of mission for you, he said there is something in the wastelands" said Ashlin,

"Alright, take care of Gear" said Jak as he began to leave,

"Gear?" asked Ashlin,

"Ya...thats what I decided to call him, is there a problem?" said Jak stopping, glaring at Ashlin, as if he was challenging her to say otherwise.

Ashlin was a bit taken back, she said "No...its just unusual",

"Okay"said Jak and left it there as he walked away.

Errol...well Gear began to whine and cry, he scratched and pulled trying to free himself from Ashlin's grip and go after Jak.

"No No...stay still" said Ashlin pulling and picking him up.

Gear's screaming got louder as he kicked and hit Ashlin trying to escape.

It began to be a pain holding the orange hair demon, even worse when Gear got to the point he began to pull Ashlins hair.

"Stop that!"Ashlin yelled, she began to wonder how Jak could stand the little demon and she now understood why Torn wanted nothing to do with taking care of the toddler.

Dragging the screaming toddler Ashlin took him to her office, there she locked the door before setting Gear down.

As soon as he was on the ground Gear ran and began to hit the door with his fist screaming bloody murder.

Ashlin growled...this is why she hated kids.

Looks like she needs back up, taking out her communicator she phoned the one other person that can help her.

An hour later:

Freedom fighters HQ:

Tess and Daxter made their way to Ashlins office, its not easy being only a few inches tall.

"Tessy pooo...why do we have to help babysit?" whined Daxter,

"Come on, baby Errol is not that bad" said Tess as she and Daxter waited in the elevator,

"He is just as bothersome as his adult self, who I might remind you tried to turn me into roadkill" said Daxter as the elevator stopped and opened the door to let a person in.

"Hey dax" he greeted.

Daxter took a good long look at him before his eyes went as wide as saucer plates,

"Jak buddy! is that you!" he well...shrieked,

"No its santa claus, who else!" said Jak irritated,

"Man, he is a ball of anger today" though Daxter then Tess was going to say something before,

"If your going to say that I look different, I know! okay!" Jak snapped at her,

"Sorry"said Tess backing away, deciding not to press on that matter.

"Where are you heading?" asked Daxter to change the subject,

"To do a little investigation on the wastelands, the wastelanders have spotted a huge number of metalhead gathering there, don't know why" said Jak,

"Can I come?" asked Daxter,

"You? want to come with me? in a possibly dangerous mission? no complaints?" asked Jak surprised,

"Ya"said Daxter.

In truth, he wanted to avoid the orange hair menace at any cost, going to the wastelands is a walk in the park compared to handeling the toddler of terror.

"Alright" said Jak letting Daxter tag along.

Tess got off of the elevator, Jak and Daxter made their way down.

As he waited his mind drifted off elsewhere, why were the Mar trials starting now? why Gear/Errol had to be his trusty companion if Jak could choose anybody? why did the precursors decided to pick him over the thousands of people Jak could take with him?

Torn would have been a good choice, he is the commander of the freedom luege, but then again maybe the hot head ex kg commander was not a good choice, maybe Daxter he was his most trusted friend, but then again he never gave good advice, maybe Samos...no he was too old.

Okay..its obvious Sig couldn't go with him...he was his dads companion.

Jak looked down as he remembered and sighted.

Things were just getting more confusing and he was getting frustrated, why can't he seem to trust his friends and now he is forced to trust and rely the one person he hated most in the world?

Wastelands:

"Its about time chilippeper" greeted Sig as he waited in his own personal vehicle,

"Hey Sig" said Jak, glad that somebody hasn't mentioned about his changed looks as he going to the driver seat,

"Not this time Chilippeper, I am driving" said Sig stopping him,

"Sheesh do I drive that bad" joked Jak,

"No, not really, a little insane yes"said Sig as they got on the vehicle and left the gates of Spargus and into the wastelands,

"I found the perfect spot to keep an eye on those pesky metalheads" said Sig as he drove on,

"Really?" asked Daxter, happy they won't have to go head on like the last few times.

Jak said nothing, as they drove on he began to feel tired,

"Hey Jak...also I do hope that your last will and testament has been properly prepared because if you fail this, your dead" said Sig mysteriously,

"what?" asked Jak wondering if he heard right.

One look into Sig's face told Jak everything...Sig knew about the trials and this whole mission was just another trial.

"Of course he has to know about the trials, he was Damas companion" though Jak before saying "Have I failed anything recently?",

"Not yet Jak, but there is a first time for everything...and your trials have only begun" Sig said quietly making sure Daxter didn't hear them.

There was a pause before

"I prepared a very special examination for you Jak before we get to the "perfect spot to watch the metalheads", and I do hope you pass the examination" Sig said before adding "You are the best warrior I ever met, the one that your father is proudest of and I will pray for you're success"

Jak couldn't think of anything to say as Sig turned his sight to the desert before him and began to drive faster.

He turned his eyes to the his side to watch the desert, but the cactus, cliffs and sandunes he expected to see were blurry and he was unable to look away as the desert scenery began to swirl and his mind was sucked in while his body remained inert.

Sig watched as Jak began his fourth Trial and sent out a word of luck to the young warrior, before driving faster, making sure to keep Daxter from noticing what is truly going on.

"Here we go again" Jak thought as his mind was surrounded by whiteness then added "Gotta give them credit for making it interesting though",

"I knew you'd say that Jak" said a voice.

To be continued...

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