K'sani A/N: Yo, thanks to Shady and Eko and all the people who reviewed this story previously. I took it down for editing and now it's back up.

Disclaimer: Sigh. We don't own anything but ourselves. If I owned the Eggo waffles company, I'd order that only chocolate chip waffles be made, but I don't, so I can't. Yeah.

K'sani's POV
November 13, 2004. The very day I had been waiting for. Finally, after waiting for so long, the trilogy was complete. I grin with anticipation and excitement as I lay out the money for the game Jak 3.

My cousin and I had agreed to pay for half of it each so long ago in June of the same year. I had decided earlier that year to stay for a few months with my aunt and my cousins. My cousin put down his half and the clerk unlocks the glass window on the display window of all the games. I wink at him as the clerk sets the game down on the counter.

"A pleasure doing business with you, little miss and mister. Come back any time to shop at Target," says the clerk. I thank him and take the bag from the counter, glowering with excitement.

My aunt pulls up in her van, and I sit down in the second row of seats to the right of my cousin. He is staring at the bag, deep in thought. I know he was wondering what it will be like.

"I can't wait to play as Light Jak!" he exclaims out loud all of a sudden. I nod, but don't reply. I can tell he is trying to get me to open the bag and read the back of the game with him, but I inform him that it could wait until we got home.

Upon arrival to the house, once we are inside, my cousin begins nagging me even more. I smile at his glowing excitement, and I hand the bag to my cousin. He rips it open and reads the back with joy. He flips it over to me, but I don't read it.

"You can play it first since I played Jak II first," I say. He needs no second bidding. My cousin runs into the television room and plops the game into the PlayStation 2.

"Do you want to watch the beginning with me?" he asks.

"Naw, I think I think I'll play later, there's something I need to do," I reply.

"Whatever," he responded, now fully concentrated on the television.

The truth is I want to type up a chapter of a story for FanFiction Dot Net. I am on the third to final page for a chapter of a story and I can't wait to complete another chapter. I sit down and type away, pouring my soul out in a word document.

It is nearly midnight before I finish, spell and grammar check, edit, upload, quick edit, and publish the chapter. I yawn, satisfied. Normally my aunt wouldn't have let me stay up late, but I am nearly the age of deciding when I get to go to bed; though for most people that age was about sixteen, my aunt trusts me enough to make my own decisions a couple years earlier. I know that I had overdone it this time, but I had really wanted to finish that story.

Strangely, I found myself sleepless. The house is incredibly quiet and dark. It must've been about 1:30 AM now. Thank God it was a weekend, otherwise I would've fallen asleep in first period at school. I creep downstairs looking for a midnight snack, and open the refrigerator door. My aunt's pet, Rover, pads over to me so as not missing a chance to get a treat.

"Sheesh, dog, you're good," I mumble sleepily. I drop a carrot on the floor. Rover gobbles it up, wagging his tail.

"Go lie down in your kennel now, Rover," I murmur. While still holding my snack in my hand, I close the fridge door. I follow Rover to his kennel silently and see him in. I pat his head and tell him to get some sleep.

I continue munching through my carrots when I notice a light coming from where the PlayStation ought to be. My darn cousin had forgotten to turn it off. I make my way over to the switch. Then I decide to leave it on and play it for a while.

I follow the ritual of changing to my own memory card and plugging in the controller. I flash on the television and start walking away to go sit on the sofa.

What I see on the screen is very odd. It is all greenish, but with a face sort of in it. I nearly flip as the face eyes me. It is just part of the game, that is all. But is it? I jump as the mouth opens and the thing speaks.

"You and two others are destined to see!" shouts the voice. I hear Rover whimpering, and I try to dash over to comfort him, but I feel myself being tugged somewhere. I scream. Rover barks again, and I grab onto the couch leg.

Rover comes bounding out of his kennel and whimpers once more. I grab the choke on his collar, but my grip falters, and mercilessly I am pull into another universe, the green face laughing the whole time.
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My little cousin rushed downstairs. She swore she had heard something. Rover was barking up a storm, and I was nowhere to be found. She assumed I had simply taken a walk outside, being peculiar as I was. She thought nothing major of it.

After she calmed down Rocky and put him in his kennel, my little cousin noted the PlayStation's light was on. She flicked it off and shut off the television. Silently she made a mental node to remind me to turn it off when I was done. She went back upstairs, suspecting nothing. How wrong she was. How wrong she was.

Shady's POV
Joy! Happiness! Rejoice! Today is the day I, well we, get the game we have been waiting for. Jak3 is supposed to be out today. We finally find out what is going to happen to those guys. The story will end. Not that that is a good thing. Well, it is but. Eh, you know what I mean.

I'm not really too worried. We live in a small area and no one knows anything. Which means that there will be plenty Jak 3's by the time we get to the only shop that sells PS2 games. Besides, I have such a craving for a McDonald's large chocolate sundae.

That morning I got up at 6am, as usual, to watch Rage. Rage rocks, especially the top 50, except I hate it when all the songs are bad, in my view. But then I just watch Saturday Disney.

I would have stayed home, but I was running dangerously low on books. I need to re-supply my stash.

My brother and I went into K-Mart. He goes straight to the games section. I follow slowly, glimpsing to see if there were any good titles.

"There it is. Excalibur." My brother gets down on one knee, puts his arm up and bows his head. It is just like Wayne's World. I laugh.

He grabs it and says, "Ok, let's go home."

He does this all the time. Whenever we get a new game or movie he wants to go home straight away.

After we got the game, Mum had done her shopping, and I had gotten my 'essential' equipment, we went home. My brother goes straight to his room to play the game.

I go to my own room. I want to finish the painting I had started a while ago and I need to practice my guitar.

My brother and parents leave later on for a check up for my brother, so I am left alone.

I paint as much as is humanly possible and practice my scales. I then remember the box of M&Ms that was in my drawer since last year. I place them into a bag along with a few of my cherry Chupa Chups. I want to go for a walk, to get inspiration for my next painting.

As I am walking out of my room I see a strange green light coming from my brother's room.

"What the hell!" I have a strange habit of talking to myself.

I decided to ignore it and get some more food from the fridge. I'm not going to be long, but I did eat a lot. It was inspiring, food was.

An eerie noise draws me back to my brother's room.

"The little bugger must have left the Playstation on," I say aloud, and walk into his room.

I make my way slowly to the PS2, as if I were scared, which I was. The TV is all green and smoky. A face is on it staring out at me, its eyes piercing me.

"At last, the second has shown herself!" the face says.

I was a bit slow at that moment of my life, which was probably the worst time for it. It takes me awhile to process what is happening and what is most likely going to happen. But by then it was too late.

Eko's POV
In my opinion, it was the fastest I had ever ridden my bike the entire week. The wind was blowing my curly brown hair backward as I peddled faster and faster out of town. The peddles on my bike gave way several times. God, I had to get a new bike. The chain was nearly rusted away on mine, plus I'd had it for at least four years.

My destination was the local K-Mart shortly outside of my town. Normally I just rode around there for exercise during my time home alone, but this time I had a purpose for riding so fast. Today was the day that the trilogy-ender Jak 3 was released into stores. Though it was exciting to play the end to a perfect story, I still felt some regret at there being only three games.

The large, overly colorful "K-Mart" sign suddenly flashed in front of my eyes. I had been so lost in thought that I hadn't even noticed that I'd gotten here. I walked my bike over to the bike rack and locked it. I then made my way through the tidal wave of people that were always there on Sunday and entered the store.

The K-Mart wasn't exactly what I would call a "large" store. It wasn't much bigger than a normal Sentry or Pick 'N Save. Already knowing my path I walked over to the games section. I walked past the two aisles littered with cell phone parts and CDs. Finally I came to the games section. The thin glass doors wobbled slightly as I pressed my hand up against it. There it was, just out of reach. Jak 3. What I'd been waiting for that entire year.

I opened the doors and took a copy of the game, then walked over to the sales counter. An old woman with WAY too much lipstick was managing the counter when I got there. Without looking up she took the game, scanned it, and gave me my price. $49.99, good God.

I ran out of the store, hopped on my bike and zoomed off back home, not even paying attention to the cars I cut in front of. As soon as I made it to my house I ran upstairs after filling my dog Sally's bowl with Kibbles.

I opened the door to the, ahem, game room which I had taken to affectionately calling "The Den." I turned on my PS2 and put in the new game. After an endless wave of menu screens the game finally started...

(Five hours later)

Now, normally I never played games for that amount of time, but there's a first time for everything, right?

I left the Den and walked into my room across the hall and fell face-forward into bed. Already it was 12:00 AM. Just as I began to feel sleep take me there was a slight rumble that shook the wall of the Den. I got up and walked across the hall and into the Den, carefully scanning the area for anything out of place. I then suddenly noticed the hum of my PS2. I could've sworn that I had turned it off...

Drowsily I walked over to the small humming machine and was just about to turn it off when a voice broke the silence. I was wide-awake now and scanned the area wildly.

"Up here," it said. I looked up horrified at the TV screen to see a floating, green-glowing face looking back at me. "The third has arrived," it sneered. The face disappeared and was replaced with a pure glowing screen. I felt a slight tug at my arms, but the tug became a pull, and soon I was airborne, flying toward the screen. With one final scream I plunged face first into the screen. Then all was silent.