A/N: Kewliosisness! More reviews! A lot (4 me!)! Thank you, everyone! Before the story (now) I am gonna try to clear up a few questions (if any :P ). Okay:

Always Lost: Thanx! I'll try to write more soon

Star Earo: Me 2! Only, I got tired of waiting, so wrote one instead :D. Thank ya!

Ducky in Spandex: 1) I love ur user name! :D 2) Yeah, I know it's kinda song-fici, but really, there is no song like that (not that I know of least). I'm just using quotes from other chapters to make it a bit more forceful. I got the style from a book, actually :D. 3) k, I understand, but please update whenever you get another Jak shock! Thanx!

And now... on with the chap! A familiar face... oooooh! Enjoy!

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Chapter Three:

Torn awoke into a bright room, nearly everything was white. He rubbed his eyes and tried to sit up, but found no strength. He was exhausted.

"Am I dead?" the boy asked in the pitch of a whisper.

"Dead? Nah, but ya' came pretty close," said a voice that couldn't belong to anyone much older or younger than him. He looked to his right to find a young girl with hair the color of diluted scarlet. "Hi, you must be Toran; Keith's son. Right?"

"No, it's Torn."

"That's a funny name," she giggled.

"Oh yeah? Well, what's your name?" Torn said, getting mad that this strange girl insulted his name, the one thing he's had his whole life.

"Ash," she replied.

"You're named after dust?" Torn said, feeling he now had the upper hand of the argument.

"It's short for Ashlin, airhead," she said, now, too, getting annoyed.

"Oh," Torn barely spoke above a whisper. "How'd you know my dad's name?"

"How?" she laughed, "I hear a lot of things. My dad is the Baron, ya' know..."

Torn suddenly found himself at a loss for words. He had just argued—no, insulted—the Great Baron's daughter. Daughter of the same man who would promote his dad to leading commander—

"You..." he started, putting pieces together. "Your dad... h-he..." Torn paused to realize, "...he... killed my dad... he killed him!" Torn was now sitting up, nearly on the edge of tears. The Baron had sent his father on his last mission. It was his fault!

"Torn, no he didn't! I heard what hap-"

"No! He sent him into a ambussed area! He didn't have any chance..." Torn said, struggling with the word "ambushed". Then there was silence... an awkward silence. Torn was blaming his father's disappearance on the Baron, and at the same time, blaming Ashlin. Ashlin, on the other hand, was trying to tell him that no one knew this would happen... no one.

"Torn..." she knew she wasn't about to convince him. She headed for the door. Before she left she spoke to him, but was too afraid to look at him. "I'm sorry... I really am."

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A/N: Short chap... I kno sniff. Torn's mad... boohoo :'( . I'll try to write longer ones in the future (I hope), but just letting u know, updates will take longer that way. More to come, more characters, stuff like that, blah blah blah. Please review!