Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Jak & Daxter characters, although I do own Keith and Jade.... use 'em if u want.
A/N: Hope u all liked the 1st chap... (plz review on both chaps... it boosts my ego :D). Thanx for those who reviewed cough one cough.
Beff: I'll try and write more soon! I won't be able to write much, though, cuz I have finals... X( I agree with u though.... Torn rox!!!
Now, onto the story!!!!
Chapter Two
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five years later.............
It was true; the boy had lived. Now he was five years old and healthier than ever. He could run and talk perfectly. This boy was named Torn.
"Daddy!" the five-year-old raced to his father. His father was in the Krimson Guard, but Torn would barely remember that. His name was Keith. Two days after New Years Day and many resolutions, Torn's father was going to be sent on his last mission to the pumping station before he would become a commander. This would be in a mere few days.
Torn's mother was very loving and young. Her name was Jade. Before she was married, she was trying to find Precurser orbs in Haven City's Dead Town. With little luck, she abandoned her interest and while exiting the safe zone she was assaulted by Metal heads.
Luckily, Keith was there on a mission to fight off such metal heads and was able to save her. The two of them later fell in love. They had a child, Torn, and lived their lives happily.
Although it was hard for Jade to have her husband constantly leaving on missions, Jade respected her husband's job. Even more so with this new promotion he would soon receive.
"Hey, kid! Have you been good while I was gone?" Keith asked while kneeling down to Torn's eye level and ruffling his red-brown hair he inherited from his dad.
"Yeah! Mom 'n me esplored the city on the cooser," said little Torn. He couldn't pronounce things very well yet, but he was extremely mature. He hadn't started to talk until he was almost three, and even then he was very laconic.
"I don't think we'll be able to do much of that later. The clouds are coming and they're bringin' lots of rain." The two walked inside to find Jade reading about Precurser artifacts unfound. "I'm home, Jade!" He said.
Jade nearly jumped. She shut her book and embraced him. He had just gotten back from his longest mission yet. "It's good to see you still alive! You had me worried after being away for that long!"
"I always have you worried," he joked. Torn stood obediently in the doorway with his hands behind his back. Since his father was in the KG, he was taught many formalities and basic manners.
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Finally, it was time for Torn's father to leave again. When he returned he would be a leading commander in the Krimson Guard. However after a week and no sign of him, Jade and Torn began to worry again. Yet his missions were getting longer.
After two weeks there was a knock on their door. Torn ran to it and calmed himself before he flung the door open. Torn was estactic to see a Krimson Guard in commander uniform standing in his doorway. He was back! The commander removed his helmet. It was! No... wait... it wasn't.
" 'Morning. I'm sorry, but I have bad news. Keith... he never returned from his mission," said the commander solemnly. "I'm sorry. We couldn't find his body. We assume he was ambushed by metal heads." He turned around and left, looking very pained as well.
Torn's perfect life—his blissful, perfect life—came crashing down. His legs became weak
(he wouldn't live)
and his mind just couldn't cope with the news. His eyes swelled with tears as
(he couldn't cry if he wanted to)
he fell to his knees and sobbed without sound. His tears fell to the ground with nothing in their way. The door was still open and he could see the clouds finally let out their troubles as well.
Torn raised his head and saw the rain falling to the cement outside, mimicking his tears. He ran outside into the rain and stared at the clouds, feeling more alone with every drop of rain that fell upon him. He had to run from it.
He ran through the bustling citizens who too were trying to find shelter. Suddenly, he ran into a very callous man. The man pushed the boy aside. Torn lost his balance and fell right into the bay. He couldn't swim very well yet, and no one even noticed he fell.
(This child was going to die)
His beautiful brown-red hair was now soaked in his own tears and water as he slowly fell lower into the water. His head was barely above water and his white tunic floated aimlessly in the surrounding water. His blue eyes matched the water below and he slowly sank.
(... Its flame did not cease. It flew off into the sky above them to find another day...)
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A/N: Still good? I hope! I loved this chap, but it was very sad... happy thoughts later! I dunno about you, but I always picture the second-half of the fic with the song "It Takes My Pain Away" or the last two minutes song, "Night Drive", both by Jimmy Eat World... just an idea...ANYWAY........ hope you like it!!! Please review!
