Sucked Into Haven

(Disclaimer-I don't own any Jak and Daxter characters, locations, and any other stuff from Naughty Dog)

It was Halloween, and I was at my friend Sam's Halloween party. The other people there were Sam (duh!), Danielle, Chris (my name is Chris too, but that's why this story is in first person), Riley, Sebastian, and Rachel. Sam, Danielle and I are not the most popular kids at our school. The others, well, they pretty much are. Anyway, I was getting pretty bored of the party air, so Sam and I went down to the basement to play PS2.

"I'm going to get something to drink, want some?" said Sam. I nodded. I was pretty short, with brown hair and blue eyes. Sam was about 6 feet tall, with brown eyes and longer, messier hair of the same color. Sam went off to get some soda. I put in Jak 2, one of my favorite games. I sat there watching the intro, as I heard somebody come in the door.

"That was fast," I said.

"What?" said a voice.

"Wait a minute, you're not Sam!" I replied, laughing. It was Rachel. She had ear length dirty blonde hair, and was a bit taller than me.

"That's right! How could you tell?" she said sarcastically. I laughed again, then turned to the TV screen. Jak was scrunched up against the screen. Erol and his guards were surrounding him.

"Help! Please!" he said. I paused. He wasn't supposed to say that. Suddenly, there was a huge flash of blue light, and I blacked out.

"Chris? Chris!" I woke up with a shout. Rachel was standing over me. She was wearing rags. I looked down, and so was I. They looked to be prison garments. Then I realized where we were. Yep. We were in the most terrifying place imaginable. We were in Baron Praxis's torture chamber.

The room had a sort of a green tint, and it smelled very bad. Jak was strapped up to the Dark Eco injection table.

"Rachel, we've got to help him," I said, getting up.

"Not before you tell me what's going on," she said.

"Okay. Fine. We're inside the video game that I was playing back at Sam's party, Jak 2. We are being held as prisoners by the evil king guy, Baron Praxis. He's experimenting on us, with a substance called Dark Eco. That's what happened when we first got here, remember? They put us on that table and injected that stuff into us. That guy right there is Jak. He can help us, if we can find a way to help him," I explained. Rachel still looked confused.

"You're crazy. You are absolutely insane," she said. I grabbed her arm as she tried to turn away.

"Trust me on this one! And besides, if everything plays out like it does in the game, in two years, Daxter will come and break us out of—

"TWO YEARS!"

"Yeah. Two years. I'm sorry Rachel," I said. She slumped down to the ground, her head in her hands.

"Listen, I know you didn't like me back at home, but this place, Haven City, it's dangerous, okay? We're going to have to work together, as friends, if we want to survive. Sound good to you?" I held out my hand. Rachel looked up, and shook it. We both smiled at each other. Jak was suddenly tossed into our cell by two Krimzon Guards.

"What's up, Jak?" I said. He grinned.

"Oh, just finished my daily dose of medication," he said with a chuckle. Rachel turned to me.

"Hey,"

"Yeah?"

"Do you suppose that since we got sucked in here, that the rest of the people at the party got sucked in here too?" Rachel said curiously. I thought for a moment.

"I never even thought about that. I would guess that they did. We should probably look for them when we get out of here," I said. Jak snorted.

"If we ever get out of here."

And so began our two years of torture.