A/N: So what just DID happen to this girl and why the hell is she here? Someone hit their head and forgot what their purpose was. Perhaps Jak can 'enLIGHTen' her? Maybe... and is Torn getting a little attached? And what of Jak's problems with Ashelin? Is she really feeling left out? The girls have picked up on Jak's secret visitor! Will Tess turn evil and fix everything for Jak? But what of Torn's feelings? Why is Torn sneaking around KEIRA? Oh, maybe he has a plan! But will Ashelin like this? And what of Faux? Ohhh boy! The boys are out drinking again, will a slip of the tongue end friendship or open the eyes of some? And what is that Tess can do? It's AMAZING!

Now, back to the story...

Title: Eco Rumble

Rating: M+

Chapter four: Memory Blocks

Jak hadn't returned the day Faux woke up, but Torn studied the young woman, letting her rest frequently and even talking to her when she was awake. She was damaged, so young, tortured in mind and body. Why would anyone want to harm this young woman? She didn't even look like she could strike a spider. Then again, looks were deceiving, even in her frail state.

Slowly, by the second day she was awake he started to help her even more, at first physically, then more so mentally. She was so silent, so quiet... so tortured to say the least. It didn't seem like her scars and bruises bothered her as much, but it was her mind troubling her. She had said she had forgotten everything, but what was Torn to believe? Why did he care for her so much? He gritted his teeth at this, seeing as he rarely cared about no one but... himself. Maybe that was his problem, being so alone in the world. Maybe that is why Ashelin left him for Jak, but then again, Ashelin didn't care much about anyone but her as well... and now, Jak was leaving Ashelin, even if she didn't know it.

Playground school bell rings again

Rain clouds come to play again

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to

Hello...

He started with the basics, although she still struggled to talk with a half crushed throat, she could still express with her smile and bright eyes. Oh how they became brighter each day! It gave Torn a sense of appreciation seeing how she was slowly coming back from the dead as a breathing twig to something he could see flourish under his care.

"Come on... step one foot down..." He whispered to her, supporting the cracked ribs beneath his hands and taking her hand in his gingerly. Faux cringed, squeezing her eyes as she held her breath, trying to step from his bed with one foot, bandaged and all.

If I smile and don't believe

Soon I know I'll wake from this dream

Don't try to fix me I'm not broken

Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide

Don't cry...

It was slow and each day she could walk more, yet sometimes out of sheer exhaustion she would collapse and Torn would end up carrying her back to the imprinted bed she lay on. By day three, Jak came.

It was dark, the stars out again, now brighter than ever from the storm dissipating. "Hey." It was his only word. Where the hell had he been? Yet, Torn opened his door again. The Ottsel was not with his companion.

"Hey." Torn's voice was it's usual self, only a little lighter this time. "Where have you been?"

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping

Hello I'm still here

All that's left of yesterday...

"The wastelands, Marauders have been attacking the temple. Seem wanted us to help defend the artifacts and we recovered most, but some were damaged." He spoke softly. Torn nodded back. Jak rarely came by his own apartment, but he knew why he was there.

"She's in the Rec Room." Torn thumbed to a room down the hall that had a soft glow that illuminated to the wall. Jak nodded at Torn and started to walk towards it, but turned back. "Hey." He called somewhat stern, but its only intention was for Torn to turn to him. "Thanks." It was his only word again and he smirked a bit at the older elf. Torn smirked back in reply and walked off to his own room to be alone.

Jak had walked to the room still in his usual armor and boots, along with his goggles which he pulled a bit from his eyes so not to look as intimidating. Inside Faux was resting quietly in a recliner chair peacefully. Jak swallowed into his throat. She was alive, but she was still so frail looking, and sad. She looked so entirely saddened and abused. Closing his eyes, he shook the thoughts from his head and walked around her. She was awake and he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Faux?" He whispered. She lifted her bright, yet still dulled eyes to meet his. The stare she gave him send shivers down his spine. It was something he knew before, something of a broken spirit he once knew.

"Jak?" She answered back, and he was surprised by her voice. It wasn't as raspy as before and actually, Torn had done a damn good job healing the small bones around her throat, including the lacerations.

Jak smiled at her and knealed down. "I guess you're still confused about yourself, right?" Faux nodded. "I found you in the west end of the city, any idea why you're in Haven?" He asked seriously.

Faux shook her head. "I don't remember anything." She replied softly.

Jak was taken aback. "Do you have family?" He asked her still, and noticed how Faux's eyes grew sad.

"They're all dead." She replied even softer. Jak nodded sadly.

"I see..." They were his only words again. Faux could see he was still confused about her and she decided to speak up.

"I am part of the elite mercenaries..." She started. Jak quickly snapped his head up and locked eyes with hers. "I was raised and trained on their standards to protect the clans of the world as a part of thousands of mercenaries. When I was sixteen I was sent through re-op training. I scored highest out of most that took the test and I was sent on to the higher training. For a while a group of shippers watched us. They were to pick out the best and send them to the middle of the ocean... although, I am not sure why, well, more less I cannot remember." She said sadly. "We helped battle the Metal Heads and KG bots in the beginning, but most of us were locked away... I can't remember if it was from the war or... something else." Her eyes rose to Jak's once again. "All I know was, I am supposed to find you. You are Mar, son of Damas?" She asked, hoping she had reached the correct Jak.

Jak nodded. "I am." He replied. "But why are you to find me?" He asked, yet Faux looked away tearfully.

"I can't remember..." She whispered. "I can't remember anything..."

-

A few hours had passed and Jak had left Torn's apartment. Torn hadn't com out of his room to talk after he had seen Faux, which was completely odd of him, yet Jak couldn't wait around and figured he would catch up with him later.

He approached the Naughty Ottsel again and opened the door noticing everyone was there... even Keira. Ashelin was the first to greet him.

"Jak! We didn't know where you were... I was about to come look for you..." She purred into his neck. Frustrated with the events that went on, he gently pushed her back. Keira and Tess both stopped drinking and even Jinx and Sig noticed how the two were reacting to each other.

"Uh oh..." Sig murmured teasingly. "Someone isn't getting enough ass..." He cringed towards Jak's way as the green-blonde sat in a lone booth by himself, ordering a hard drink from his orange Ottsel friend.

Ashelin could not believe how Jak was acting and curled her lip, sitting in a chair near Jinx. Jinx puffed on a cigar and shook his head. "Sorry babe..." He sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

Daxter was busy with Tess as usual and Keira smiled at what thrilled Daxter. "DO IT AGAIN TESS! PLEAAASE?" He pleaded with his hands. Tess giggled and rolled her eyes.

Concentrating in her Ottsel form, she suddenly poofed up to her normal form. "TA DA!" She giggled, then poofed back into an Ottsel.

"... WOW." It was Dax's response, even though Tess had found out a month ago she could transform between normal forms and being an Ottsel, it still tingled Daxter's tail. Jak still sat in his corner, listening to the fuss and commotion that came across the room. Ashelin had rolled her eyes, seeing the trick a million times before, yet still everyone fussed over Tess and becoming an Ottsel.

"I can't remember..." The words played in Jak's head over again. WHY did she need him? WHY did she come looking for him? WHERE was she from? It all didn't fit... oh how he wished he could move Faux. Was he being selfish? Or did Torn really enjoy taking care of her. Jak didn't notice Ashelin slip out of the Naughty Ottsel, but rather everyone's commotion turned to Seem and Sig.

Jak smiled weakly at the two, a half hearted smile. Who knew Sig and Seem could get so close? He finally laid his head on the booth table and stared at the wall. Jinx looked over at the younger elf, and shook his head. He knew something was troubling him, but it was best left alone. When the time came, Jak would speak up.

Jinx sat back and puffed his cigar, looking to his left where Ashelin was, he noticed she was gone. Yeah, the kid was definitely not getting any off of her lately.

-

It was an hour after she left he Naughty Ottsel and Ashelin snuck through the streets on her Zoomer, hovering softly near Torn's apartment. Torn wasn't around lately and Jak was sneaking off. She suddenly thought of Jak meeting Torn, but shook the thought off. "Never..." She whispered, then snuck to a nearby window and peered inside. Her eyes widened as she nearly choked on what she saw. The ex-KG was with another girl. Although not the strongest, yet healing from her quiet apparent wounds he helped her balance through the living room Ashelin was peeking through. Confused and baffled, she thought of Jak. What WAS going on? Feeling she had seen enough, she lowered her Zoomer and headed back to her quarters. Something was up, and she didn't like being kept in the dark. Did the others know? Was Jak cheating on her? Who was this girl?

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A/N: So, the chapter basically cleared a lot up. Jak got to talk to Faux finally and Torn is feeling a bit depressed. Oh yes, I also made Ashelin ubber jealous and pissed off. Jinx is so funny, he just laughs at everything and plays it cool. I intergraded Sig and Seem in here, you guys will see a lot more of them later on (aww). Like the little trick Tess 'learned'? It's going to come in handy in the future.