Miss.Ecofreak: (is reading first norwegian Shonen Jump)

Zakura: er... Eco?

Miss.Ecofreak: what? Oh! Updating! (throws Shonen Jump into Jak's hands)

Jak: (sits down and reads Shonen Jump)

Miss.Ecofreak: welcome back to my story, I've decided to wait for the review-answering till after the story so that I won't spoil more than necassary. Read and enjoy.

Zakura: who cares about enjoy? Read and REVIEW!

Miss.Ecofreak: er... if nobody enjoys the chapter I'll only get flames. Read, enjoy AND review;)

CHAPTER 7

THE DREAM

Jak's dream

I was back at the stadium; I had just destroyed some listening devices for Krew down at the port and was of to see the woman who gave me the jetboard needed for the mission.

"We destroyed Krew's cargo" I said.

"Great! I'll send you a medal" the woman behind the curtain snapped, "Now if you will excuse me I'm on a deadline so scram!"

"Are you always this difficult?" I asked, this woman was really getting on my nerves.

"Let me handle this Jak" Daxter said, stepping forward, "Listen lady! We beat your stupid course, and we can outrace anybody in this city! And there are just two things you need to know: 1. we don't want to join your stinking race team! And 2. You just lost a date with orange lightning, let's go Jak"

But as we were about to leave, the curtain was pulled away.

"Daxter! It is you!" the woman behind it said.

"Keira?" Daxter said in surprise.

"I never thought I would be so glad to see your furry mug" Keira said, bending down to Daxter to shake his cheeks, then she turned to me, "And Jak, you look… different"

"It's been a tough ride" I said, turning away.

She's worried about you, for a good reason a silent voice said, it didn't resemble the one I had been hearing since my escape from the prison, but still it sounded familiar.

"The baron pumped our boy here full of dark eco, and it did something to him" Daxter said, "Now he's got super-moves or something, and a few anger issues as well"
"I've been looking for you guys forever, and planning a way for us to get back home" Keira said, and started talking about what she had been doing for the last two years including calculating the time-displacement and blah blah blah.

"We found your father" I said, interrupting her, "Well, sort of."

Keira just looked at me with a confused look but Daxter continued.

"Working with the underground fighting the baron" he said, "But he's…eh"

"What?" Keira asked.

"You need to go see him" I said, "And I need to get to the baron"
Wow aren't you a romantic one the silent voice said, she's worried about you! And all you talk about is the baron!

Who the hell was talking? I couldn't remember hearing this voice at the stadium where we met Keira again.

Before I figured out where the voice came from the dream changed.

I was still in the stadium, but a couple of weeks later.

I saw Keira and her father, Samos, standing in the door.

"Wow, Erol's the best racer I've ever seen" Keira said.

"He's not what you think" I said.

"So you're a good judge of character? Look at you!" Keira said, "People say you get angry and… change. Besides, the Jak I knew wouldn't be working for a guy like Krew"

She's right; he wouldn't, said the silent voice.

"I need Krew's information to get back on the baron" I said in defense, "Without his… you know what? Do it your way and I'll do it mine, just don't come crawling to me when the walls fall down"

I was sick of the conversation so I walked out; ignoring Daxter's attempts of making me come back.

She didn't get it; nobody understood the way I felt.

Because you never told her, said the voice.

I turned around to see the one talking, but there was nobody there, only an empty corridor.

"Who are you?" I asked.

Don't you recognize my voice? It said, I wouldn't be surprised if it was Daxter I was talking to but you should be able to hear it.

I turned around again, but it sounded like the voice came from my own head.

"Where are you? Why don't you show yourself?" I asked.

Because he is you said another voice, darker this time.

The stadium dissolved, suddenly I was… nowhere, there was nothing but white light around me, and there, in front of me stood a glowing elf.

"You're a precursor" I said in surprise.

"Well, yeah. I've noticed that" said the precursor, "We've met before in the metal head nest. But the darkness inside you is still present"

"I'm feeling fine" I said stubborn.

You didn't seem fine earlier today, said the silent voice.

"There is still hope" the precursor said, "The light within you is weak but you can make it stronger"

"Forget it, it's to late for that" I said turning away.

"So I'm dead am I?" asked the first voice, but this time I didn't hear it in my head.

I turned around and stood face to face with my younger self, he looked just like I looked the day I went through the rift.

"You can't go on like this!" He said in a voice which had rarely been heard in real life, "You can't let Dark Jak control you!"

"I don't" I said.

"You may not believe it but it's true" said the precursor, "And this boy knows it more than anyone, he is the light within, it appears in front of you like you used to be two years ago"

"Do I need to hear this?" I asked, this was insane; I was talking to myself as a kid! A person who in real-life didn't even talk!

"You don't have to hear it" said the precursor, "I can show you what I mean"

The scene changed.

I was tied to a table, even though I knew I was dreaming, I could almost feel the pain from my last eco-treatment.

Something jumped up on my stomach.

"Hey buddy, seen any heroes around? Wow! What did they do to you?" the small thing asked, "Jak! It's me! Daxter!"
I opened my eyes but saw nothing but a shadowy image of something yellow and orange.

"Well that's some hello! I've been crawling around this place, risking my tail! Literally, to save you! I've been looking for you for two years! Say something Jak! Just this once!" he yelled.

"I'm gonna kill Praxis!" I yelled before Daxter slapped his hand before my mouth.

"Shh! Right now we have to get you out of here" Daxter whispered.

Oh great, now Daxter, the loudest ottsel/elf who's ever lived asked me to quite down. (Miss.Ecofreak: one of the most ironic things in Jak2)

"Just let me figure out how to open the security-locks to your chair so…"
He didn't get farther, the locks flew of in a rush and I… I transformed for the first time.

"Or… you can do it" Daxter said.

I/Dark Jak wasn't listening, the monster stood up and walked towards the little ottsel.
"Jak? Easy now, easy old fellow" Daxter stuttered, "It's your old pal Daxter, remember?"

"Daxter?"

I regained control over my body, but I still felt very dizzy.

"What the hell was that?" Daxter yelled, "Geez, remind me not to piss you of. Come on tall dark and gruesome, let's get back"

Now do you understand? Asked the precursor.

"I…I don't know" I said, "I'm so confused, like I want to believe but… a part of me says it's all made-up"

The cell dissolved and the precursor stood before me once more.

My younger self was gone, no wait, not gone, he had become me.

It felt like something heavy had been removed from my shoulders, the part of me who had been insisting that this was all a joke disappeared, my dark side was gone.

"How about now?" asked the precursor.

I didn't answer; I just stared at my hands in disbelief.

It was like I had traveled back in time and at the same time become younger.

The memories of the two years in prison were still present but I still felt like it had never happened.

"I have sealed away your dark side from this dream" the precursor explained, "It will return when you wake up, but this makes my job a lot easier. Now that you know the truth you probably see what I have been talking about all this time?"
I nodded, since my time in prison I had this strange voice in my head telling me to do stupid things.

This voice was now gone, but I knew it would be back as soon as I woke up and I couldn't stop it.

"What am I going to do?" I asked.

"You must listen to the light" said the precursor, "And if that doesn't work, go to your friends"

"Daxter" I whispered.

Miss.Ecofreak: and stop

Answer to JaksgirlKenya: correct! If the light within had disappeared this story's title wouldn't make sense at all.

Answer to Malik Ming: yes to what? I had two alternatives in the question and both can't be true. Thanks for liking my story anyway:)

Zakura: (is too busy reading Shonen Jump over Jak's shoulder)

Miss.Ecofreak: This last chapter was one of the few (two I think) which was written in norwegian. In fact, this, and the next chapter (which shows Daxter's reaction to all this) was written in August, before my first day at school.

So... I hope you liked this as much as I did. I think it was the first time I wrote something this emotional (Growing Up doesn't count since it was written after this chapter). Tell me what you think:)