I do not own the Jak and Daxter series. Jak and Daxter belongs to Sony and is not my property.
I only own 1 OC in this fanfic, that being Wynn D.
It will be in her POV throughout the entirety of the fanfic. With all this out of the way, let's begin.


When I woke up the next morning, I didn't expect to be woken up by my communicator, but that's what woke me up! "H-Hello?" I asked as I stretched a bit. "DW! This is Errol. Praxis demands that he sees us immediately about urgent matters. I need you to come to the Palace door by 9 sharp. I know you don't have a pass to get in there, so I've arranged an escort," Errol said to me with a troubling voice. It sounded like he was very stressed out, but by what I had no clue.

I immediately put on my KG armor and helmet and went out the door of the saloon to go to the palace, waiting there for Errol until it hit 9 o clock, which was 15 minutes later. Errol appeared at the front door and it opened up for him. "Come on in," Errol said as I walked in with him and he led me to the elevator to the throne room. We went up it and we lined up in front of Baron Praxis, him looking at us with a frown. "Roll call. Commander Errol?" Praxis asked. "Here and present, your excellency," Errol said with a salute. "DW?" Praxis asked. "Present," I said with a fake accent. Didn't want him to recognize my voice.

"Okay, you two are going to work the morning shift on trying to find our escapee prisoner and his rabid orange rat. They tried to break into my palace last night, so I have everyone on high alert," Praxis said, his words making me very worried. Jak was a Dark Warrior project, so it'd be only natural that he had been in jail for that purpose. But why, I had no idea. "Um... I have a quick question," I said in my fake accent to Baron Praxis. "What is your question, DW?" Praxis asked. "Yes, um... what was this prisoner originally arrested for? And what does he look like?" I asked.

Praxis looked troubled by my first question, almost as if he were trying to come up with a logical reason for arresting him in the first place, as was Errol. "He was... uh... he was arrested for... uh..." Praxis gulped. "So... you don't have a reason?" I asked. "You are in no position to ask me such stupid questions, DW!" Praxis immediately growled at me, Errol looking at me with worry on his face rather than anger. "Anyways, he looks like a 6 foot tall man with yellow-green hair, wearing a blue tunic, and he is able to turn himself into a dangerous creature when he gets angry or upset," Errol said afterwards.

"Okay... so where are we supposed to look for him and his rabid orange rat?" I asked aloud. "You are to look in the port area for them until 12 at noon. Then I will have someone else take your shift," Praxis frowned. "Anything else to note?" Errol asked. "Keep your eyes open for any child wearing a strange amulet on them. If you find a kid like that, arrest them on sight," Praxis growled. I knew exactly who he was talking about and didn't like it. The heir to the city.

Errol and I then left the palace and he sighed at me as we walked through the streets to the port area. "You've seen him before, haven't you?" Errol asked me. "What makes you think that?" I asked him back. "It seemed almost like you were trying to defend him in there," Errol frowned. "Well, I just wanted a reason as for why he'd be arrested. Tell me, was there a reason?" I asked him. "I... uh... n-no, there wasn't..." Errol admitted. "And why is he able to transform into a dangerous creature?" I asked. "We put him up for the Dark Warrior program... it ended up backfiring in the end, because he escaped and declared war on Praxis and myself" Errol sighed. "Can you blame him? From what I heard, that program is literal hell to go through," I sighed.

"Either way, we can't deny an order from Baron Praxis. If we do, he'll put both of us in the Dark Warrior program," Errol frowned as we set up our perimeter in the port. "He can threaten me all he wants, but he sure as hell can't catch me," I smiled back. "Heh, we'll see how long that lasts," Errol smiled back at me. It wasn't a malicious one. It was one of kindness. But it was then that Errol got a message on his communicator. "Commander Errol! Suspect fleeing towards the slums! We need backup!" a guard said into it. "Got it! Let's get going, Wynn," Errol said as we got into a hellcat cruiser and zoomed our way towards the slums, the whole ride being fast, despite the hellcat being large and bulky.

We ended up driving to the slums long enough to see that the guards were scrambling to find Jak, him already eluding their pursuit. "Blast it! He got away again before we could get him," Errol growled. "I wonder what he was doing..." I thought aloud. "No idea, but we need to go back to the port," Errol frowned. We ended up driving the whole way back to the port and by that point, it was lunchtime. "Oi... I guess we'll have to continue this tomorrow," Errol frowned. "I'll go and get lunch on my own today, okay?" I smiled at him. "Okay. Good luck," Errol said to me. "Same to you," I smiled back at him as I headed for Krew's place.