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Shadows-of-flame: Torn hit his head? (blink blink) When? I remember Jak fell off the roof, but not Torn hitting his head. Probably too much thinking going on in my brain, lol. And there will be some 'molesting' as you call it, in the next 2 chapters so keep your pants on!

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When Torn finally came to, he felt something heavy on his chest. When he sat up, his eyesight was still blurred. Whatever was heavy fell off him and he stood shakily, holding on to the cave wall for support. He stumbled backwards a few feet, and then he rubbed his eyes and his temples to clear his head.

As soon as he could see clearly, he looked down and gasped. The first thing he saw was blood; lots and lots of blood. He slowly followed it's trail with his eyes, then covered his mouth with a shaking hand. Jak's body lay lifeless and pale in the middle of a growing pool of blood.

"J-Jak?" Torn called, walking back over to Jak's body. "Jak." He moaned sadly, collapsing to his knees next to Jak. "Jak… please, wake up." Torn said, nudging Jak's shoulder with his fingertips. Jak's body moved slightly, but there were no other results.

Torn leaned over and flipped Jak's body so he was laying on his back. Torn's eyes widened; there were two bullets in Jak's perfect body; one in his shoulder near his heart and one in his stomach.

Torn sat back and covered his mouth with both hands. He closed his eyes and looked away from the pale body of his lover, then almost immediately, he returned his gaze to Jak's pale face.

"That wasn't supposed to happen Jak; you were supposed to be safe." Torn said angrily, gathering Jak's body in his arms. Jak's still bleeding wounds stained Torn's chest, but he no longer cared. He felt the walls he had built around his heart slowly crumble.

Torn brushed the hair off Jak's face and bit his lip to keep from completely breaking down. He just stared into Jak's face, a look of sorrow crossing his face. "This shouldn't have happened; it's why I pushed you away to save you from getting hurt. It was never supposed to be like this. You were suppose to stay safe in the city. And I should have been the one to die in the desert. You were supposed to be the one that lived."

Torn's voice cracked several times, but he never lost his composure. He wasn't sure what kept his eyes free from tears; the shock of what had happened, he guessed.

He turned his head and looked behind him when he heard a rustling sound. Daxter was roused from his sleep and walking towards Torn. "Jak?" Daxter asked, stopping just short of Torn. He knew Jak was dead, he wasn't as stupid as most people thought he was. Plus, the blood was the dead give away.

"You." Daxter said coldly, pointing a shaky, clawed finger at Torn. "What did you do to him?" Daxter demanded, circling around to see Jak. "Oh my god." Daxter's eyes widened as he saw Jak's body. Daxter climbed up on Torn's lap and examining his best friend.

"You shot him?" Daxter asked, turning his now-cold blue eyes to Torn. "You shot him TWICE?" Daxter fumed. Torn began stuttering. "He- I- Dark Jak attacked me- I had the safety on, but I turned them off in case I had to sc-scare him into turning back into Jak." Torn explained. "That's not good enough!" Daxter cried, slashing Torn across the face with his surprisingly sharp claws.

Blood covered Torn's eyes and the scratches across his cheek stung. He wiped the blood that had surfaced off his face with his hand. "Get away from him!" Daxter ordered, shoving Torn as hard as his little ottsel body would let him. Torn stood up from shock.

Daxter sat on Jak's chest and gazed upon his pale face with sad eyes. "I thought you loved him Torn." Daxter said, turning his eyes back to Torn. "I did love him!" Torn said defiantly.

"If you loved him why did you kill him! If you loved him why is he gone!" Daxter demanded, his blue orbs shining with unshed tears.

"It was an accident- I would never hurt him on purpose!" Torn yelled.

"Never hurt him on purpose! What did you think you were doing to him when you were pushing him away!" Daxter screamed, clinging to Jak still.

"I meant physically." Torn whispered, turning his head away.

"Sometimes emotional scars go deeper then physical ones." Daxter hissed.

Daxter's eyes wondered over to Torn's discarded guns lying in the sand. He jumped off Jak's chest and went to examine them. Torn resumed the position of sitting on his knees while he cradled Jak in his arms.

Daxter studied the guns closely; there were three bullets still in each gun. Daxter weighed them in his hands; they were both lighter then he would have expected a gun to be. He picked one up and held it in both his hands. 'I wonder what it feels like to kill another person.' He thought coldly.

Torn heard the sound of his pistols cocking. He heard the click of the trigger, once, twice, three times. He felt as each bullet entered his back.

Daxter was breathing heavily as he discarded one pistol and reached for the other, firing off the other three shots, hitting Torn's right side whereas the others hit his back. "How does it feel, you bastard!" Daxter yelled. "How does it feel…" He whispered, slumping over and finally giving into his tears.

Torn fell over Jak's body, his stomach laying across Jak's torso. He smiled weakly. "Looks like I get to see you… sooner then I thought." Torn said, grabbing for Jak's hand. "I really do love you, Jak." He whispered, closing his eyes for the last time.

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Em: MUAHAHAHAHA! No, this is NOT the last chapter, THERE WILL BE MORE! I PROMISE! And I'm sorry it's short, next chapter will be up tomorrow and longer, I promise! And wasn't the title plesantly mis-leading? >:3 Until then (evil chuckle) TA DARLINGS! Heeheeheeheehee