Jak had heard the door knocking. Not seeing any thing outside the window and no threat present he opened the door. There was a man, a few inches taller but nearly the same build was staring back at him. Jak could tell his biceps were bigger by his jacket but Jak knew that if this man was a threat he could, and would, break him like a twig.
Rail was confused to say the least. He knew the man staring back at him. Jak was here, Jak was in Keria's apartment. Jak was Keria's.... Oh God!
Flashback:
Rail sat by Keria's bed for hours on end. He had looked through the small bag she had and found a picture of her being flanked by two boys. One was tall with blonde hair and the other was shorter with red hair. On the back it was written:
To: Keria From: Jak and Daxter
Happy Birthday!
Rail folded up the picture and tucked it into his jacket, he did the same with that small wooden necklace. He pulled it out and looked on the back. A small "J" was craved in the back. He put it back in his jacket and turned back to her.
Present:
"Can I help you?" said Jak again. This time annoyance was present in his voice.
"I need to talk to you." said Rail. "Privately."
"Okay," said Jak pulling on a jacket of his own. "Keria I'll be right back!" he shouted into the room.
"I'll be waiting." she said with a suggestive tone. Rail shuddered hearing her voice again.
Jak and Rail walked down the hall a little before Rail turned to face him. "I want to talk to Keria."
"Why?" asked Jak.
"We're old friends." he said.
"Funny, she never mentions you. Why?" said Jak.
"I know," answered Rail. "But I really need to see her."
"You still haven't answered my question." said Jak. "Why hasn't she ever mentioned you?"
"She thinks I'm dead."
"Why?"
"You killed me Jak," said Rail with a slight grin. "You killed me and every last one of my men at The Water Slums."
Flashback:
An alarm was buzzing in Rail's barracks and nearly 200 men were suiting up for battle. It took them a few minutes to put on their clumsy armor. Rail never bothered with that crap. He slipped on his jacket and loaded his gun. He was a high enough officer and good enough shot he never had to change into real KG armor. Two hundred of his men and two hundred of Erols were under his command. The Renegade, as Jak was called, was sighted at the Water Slums and thy could corner him. Motion sensing drones had been deployed there so Jak would have to shoot his way out; and there was no chance in hell that that was happening.
"Alright," he said to the men over his comm unit. "Set you guns on the highest setting and shoot to kill." Rail was in the lead crusier and staring ahead he could see a small blue speck next to a smaller gold speck. "He's got a seal piece!" yelled Rail. "Kill that son of a bitch!" His crusier set down and the hatch opened and the guns started firing.
Present:
Rail was staring at Jak as he processed the information. Jak thought back to that day, as hard as it was.
"You were him, weren't you?" asked Jak. Rail knew what he meant. Rail was the one that always got away. Whenever Rail could've killed Jak, whenever he could've killed Jak and had Keria to himself he ran. "You were him all the other times also. At the Dig, at the Stadium and the Water Slums. The KG that always got away."
"Yeah," said Rail. "That was me all right."
Jak's expression didn't change as he nodded his head and turned his back. "Come in."
Rail followed Jak inside to the apartment. A strange aroma filled his nostrils as he walked into the rather plain apartment.
"Sorry about the mess." said Jak as he tried, vainly, to hide his and Keria's underware.
"It's understandable." said Rail. "Assuming what you two did."
Jak didn't answer as he knocked on the door of her room.
"You there?" he asked.
"Yes," came her sweet voice. "I'm waiting for you."
Rail had to stop from laughing. "Just shut up." he said to him. "Are you decent?"
"Not with you waiting outside I'm not." she said, a suggestive tone in her voice.
"Keria, get dressed, someone's here to see you."
"Fine," sighed Keria. In a few moments later she came out in a tight fitting light blue top and short white boxers (most likely belonging to Jak) and spent about three seconds staring into Rail's eyes.
"Hi, Keria." he said.