Title: Unforgivable

Author: Quick-demon

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in the 'fic but I do own the idea. Oh and I don't own any GC's music. I'm just a fan.

Rating: PG-13. Im sticking to the old rating system but you'll find the new rating system with the fic. Perhaps I should put it up a little more...Surprisingly there is only one or two swear words in the first chapter. Second is a little more angry.Its rated more for its dark emotional content.

Genre: General, angst, dark, tradgedy

Game: Jak 3. After the game. Focusing on Jak and Ashelin kissing at the end.

WARNINGS: Semi-Major Character death. More than one death but not destressing though, but characters do die... dark emotions and dark tendencies! Brave this 'fic if you dare or heed my warnings. Just don't complain if you didn't recognise the warnings.
KEIRA BASHING, JAK BASHING and Ashelin and Jak fluff! And Keira and Jak relationship. Um insanity is ensured and its emotianlly strained.

Please, please, please read the warnings andbe aware ofthem before you read!

Summery: Keira takes a dark path. Jak finds out what Keira's done and confronts her.

Author's notes: This is a dark 'fic. I dunno why I keep writing about Keira and her feelings... maybe I too feel betrayed that Naughty Dog didn't put Keira in very much. But this isn't about me, its about challenging! Challenge of your perception of Keira. Jak has an excuse to go dark... why not Keira? Well she doesn't have an excuse... What if Keira couldn't accept that Jak kissed Ashelin and like her better?

I haven't been in this fandom in ages and I'm glad I'm posting here again! YAY!

Thanks to Sepherasaiyan for beta-ring this fic.

This 'fic was inspired from the bandGood Charolette, their songMy Bloody Valentine. Its from their previous album The Young and The Hopeless.

Enjoy!


Keira sobbed alone in her dark and cold room. Kiera has never been the same since it happened. She laid on her side, in a foetal position, she mourned the heart ache and loss. She had spent may nights like this, not knowing what to do but to cry for her loss. She lost the person she loved the most, and that was Jak.

On that day in the desert, he broke her hopeful heart and sealed it with a kiss. She felt in some way used, she would have done anything for him. She just loved him too much. Then she had to go and steal him away with her charms, with her sex appeal and likeness. Jak fell for her and threw Keira away, as if she was a scabby piece of Yakow meat. Keira was sick and tired of being the third person in things.

Anger burned within her on this particular night of self pity. Angry thoughts clouded her mind, He cheated on you. He deserves the pain he gave you. She took him away from you... Her sorrowful tears turned bitter with hate and gritted her teeth against the dark emotions that swelled from within her. Jak would regret that he ever kissed Ashelin.

That lonely night in solitude with her own thoughts an idea formed in her mind. It was born out of anger, resentment, revenge and spite. It was dark, sinister... no I can't! Yes you can, Another voice formed in her mind. You can, he deserves it, she deserves it. They both deserve it. He used you. She took him away from you. They are both guilty! She slowly nodded wiping her tears away as the idea became more and more believable. They deserve it...

It was a stormy night when she put her plan into action. The Naughty Ottsel was warm from the cold rain and had the familiar smell of Ottsel and alcohol. Keira sat in the booth next to the door, her back away from it. She wore dark clothes that suited to her plans for later on. Her scotch lay full on the table as she awaited her target.

Tess was polishing glasses but kept glancing to the isolated figure in the corner. She never seen Keira like this before. Keira was the happy and chirpy girl that had enthusiasm and love for life. Now she isolated herself and put up some kind of barrier to stop what ever could hurt her again. Everyone knows what happened and Tess tried to comfort Keira but she wouldn't have it. She had grown hard with deep hurt in her emerald eyes, which seemed impossible for her. Her pristine cheeks were pale and ghostly... all life was sucked out and replaced with something... else.

On time Keira's foxy target strolled through the door. Her red locks bounced as her butt swished in time with her leggy stride. She wore her original KG uniform... if you call what she wears uniform. Keira watched with a hard stare as the soldier sat down at the counter and ordered a drink.

Ashelin had a hard day. There was so much to do to rebuild this city. The war almost destroy everything, economy, jobs, businesses, homes and much more. She could only do so much. This would defiantly be the death of her. She took a sip of the bitter brew and let the alcohol wash away her worries and fears. Let her weary body rest.

The familiar swish of the bar door sounded. She didn't turn around but she could identify who was approaching. The footsteps, the breathing, the smell of man and sweat were familiar to her senses. She could feel his strong warm presence as he sat down next to her. She closed her eyes to let his presence envelope her. She felt his strong but gentle arm around her as she leaned against his strong masculine body. She breathed in his smells and let her bones rest in his arms.

"I missed you" his quiet rustic voice washed over her like a gentle spray from the ocean. It made her feel giddy but she kept it under wraps.
"You're not the only one" she replied in an equally quiet tone

Keira watched them in a jealous silence. Jak held Ashelin in his arms so tenderly. Tears sparked in Keira's green eyes again. They were ones of loss. Jak had once did that to her. She once bathed in his strong presence and rested in his arms. She longed to be there again, just for him to hold her so tenderly, to feel him and telling her he loved her. Don't think about it... Then those tears turned angry. He's using the same technique on Ashelin. That gesture is mine and not that stupid red haired bitch's!

She gritted her teeth and screwed up her eyes as a single tear slid down her pale cheek.

Her moment of sadness gone she opened her emerald eyes. They were dark, full of jealousy and hatred as she saw the two part then drove together into a passionate kiss. Keira looked away in disgust. Now it was time to make her move. She got up and approached the counter. She slid in the seat beside Ashelin and reached out to her glass. She dropped a white tablet, which fizzled and dissolved in the dark gold beer. A triumphant smile played on her lips, unfamiliar with her pristine features.

"Keira!" Jak's voice yelped

Keira turned to look at Jak. He tore away from Ashelin and stared at Keira, looking like his hand was caught in the cookie jar. Keira secretly indulged in his embarrassment and awkwardness as Ashelin looked at Keira as if she was an annoying fly. Jak's blue eyes looked around wildly and he stuttered, expecting the aqua haired girl to explode.

But she didn't.

"I should go," Ashelin got up but was stopped by a hand
"No don't leave on my account. I'm finished here anyway," Keira stood up, keeping her gaze upon Jak
"Keira..." Jak felt he should say something
A clever smile appeared on her pale lips, "You have your prize Jak, but you don't know what you got until it's gone"

With that she left the bar.

The clock struck midnight when Jak came out of the bar with Ashelin heavy in his arms. Rain poured down on the them soaking everything to their core. Ashelin was oblivious, stumbling around and giggling from her intoxication. From what? The logical assumption would be alcohol...

Jak seated her in the passenger side of the blue cruiser. He jumped into the driver's side and powered up the vehicle. He didn't drink that much so he was alright to drive home... at least more sober than Ashelin was.

The vehicle hovered into the air and sped off into metropolis, unaware that someone was following him.

Jak couldn't stop thinking about Keira earlier that night. She was so different. She wore dark clothes, her smile was somewhat clever and her eyes had a glint of... something. Quite frankly it scared him. How did Keira end up like that? Is this my fault?

Jak admitted he was immature with his feelings. He shouldn't have just dropped Keira like that, but the heart wants what the heart wants and it wanted Ashelin. He and Ashelin had much more in common and he could fall in love with her everyday. Being imprisoned for 2 years just left his relationship with Keira high and dry. It wasn't much of a relationship anyway. It was more of a crush on her side.

When Jak had kissed Ashelin on that victorious day he actually tried to avoid Keira. Only because he was scared of her reaction to him. He knew of her feelings and he knew his actions. Jak the big hero! He could face the Dark Makers but he couldn't even face Keira! Keira didn't talk to him from then on... only tonight she spoke to him and they were words of spite.

He shivered and it wasn't from the rain.

Jak had to do something to salvage this situation. He couldn't let this continue. He had to stop running and face Keira. There was too much hurt then but now it seems not so raw... maybe they could talk things through. He hopped it wasn't too late. Keira looked in worse shape then he ever seen her. She looked more... he hated to say it, dark.

Rain poured from the heavens, when Jak finally reached Ashelin's home in the Water Slums. Well what use to be of the Water Slums. Ashelin preferred to live near her work, which was the Defender's HQ. Ashelin was asleep. She looked so peaceful and gentle when she slept. Jak brushed a red wet lock out of the way and kissed her gently on the forehead.

He bent over and picked the sleeping woman up. She felt limp in her arms. He opened the door and ascended the flight of stairs. He deposited her on her bed and tucked her in tenderly. He showed affection again by a kiss on the cheek before backing away from the door.

"G'night" he whispered, "I'll be back"

He looked upon her limp form longer before he turned to leave. He quietly slipped down the stairs and locked the front door behind him. He slid into the cruiser and headed for the Defenders HQ to return the cruiser.

He would be only gone for five minutes.

A dark figure appeared at the front door. Cloaked in darkness, it picked the lock and entered. Keira knew Jak would be back soon since he and Ashelin were together now. She shoved the thought away as she quietly ascended up the stairs and entered the bedroom.

Thunder rumbled in warning but the soldier was out cold, not from alcohol but from a different drug. No Krimzon Guard would let someone into their home like this...

The figure approached the bed. Something silver passed across the moonlight and slipped into the mechanic's hands. Emerald eyes looked upon the woman with contempt as the blade was raised.

No I can't do this... Her strength faltered and the blade was lowered. Do it! He deserves it! She deserves it! They both do! If you can't have him then no one can!

Keira closed her eyes, raw emotions of betrayal, love, lust, revenge, spite, lies, hate, pain, jealously and despair reappeared in her moment of remorse. Urging her to complete what she had set out to do and don't back down. Her eyes closed, her face strained with emotions, a single tear trickled down her cheek as she re-gripped the blade and raised it up again.

If you can't have him then no one can...

"No one can..." she whispered before she set it in stone

The knife came down to its target. It slid into the victim's flesh and stood stiffly within her grasp. Blood oozed out of the wound. It poured out, leering at her, telling her of her unforgivable sin. Her eyes were full of shock as tears came freely.

She had done it.

Just as quickly it had started it was over. Blood dripped to the white carpet. She was reminded of the evidence of what happened here. Jak would be returning soon to find her here, she had to leave. She backed away from the deathly scene before rushing down the stairs and ran out the door. Rain commenced to soak her as she sped down the path away from the murder. Then she fell to the ground as her knees went weak and she laid there. Her tears danced with the drops of rain, dropping freely she sobbed uncontrollably.

Through her blurry vision of moisture she saw blood on her hands, she didn't know how they got there but she had to get rid of it. They were evidence of her sin. Bright red, filthy and horrible blood ran through her fingers. It wasn't her blood she had spilt. It was done out of her own emotional jealousy.

Blood had diluted with the rain but she needed more water to get rid of all of it. She felt dirty and sick. She staggered to her feet and kept on running until she reached a fountain. She collasped over it and dunked her hands into the cold water. She rubbed and rubbed her hands and just like that her hands were clean but not purified.

They were stained.

Stained with her filth. Stained with her guilt. Stained with her jealousy.

Stained with death.

Water turned a light pink colour. The foreign blood still tried to condemn her of her actions. Glaring and leering at her and yelling at anyone who saw it, that this was her doing.

Revenge wasn't so sweet.

She broke down and cried again at the edge of the fountain. Through her guilt and remorse she felt it was worth it. Jak would know what it feels like to loose someone he held so dear. She was determined for him to pay, for every ounce in her recognises that this was justice. Justice for her emotional hurt and pain. He did this to you... he made you like this, the dark voice came back. She just sobbed.

Deep down she would always love him, despite all these feeling she had. She felt she had a right to him. She was the first one to lay eyes on him. No one else could have him.

"No one else..."


The End (NOT! please continue to the aftermath of Keira's doings. Please remain seated at all times and keep your hands inside the vehicle)

I know, its dark and its a scary side of Keira but I'm here to challenge. The mind is a strange thing, even the best neurologist and phycologists don't fully understand all aspects of it. Anyway Keira isn't just another pretty face.

So if you like it or hate it don't hesitate to give me a review!