Disclaimer: I do not own Jak or anything from the Jak and Daxter Series, except for some of the new characters that have yet to come.

Chibi Jak: Yeah, I know it may sound like Final Fantasy, but this monster is made of sin. Not called sin. Anyway, there will be a lot of dimension traveling and such, but if it sounds too much like Final Fantasy, just warn me. Thanks for the concern.

ShalBrenfan: Actually, what is really sad is that I wasn't joking about that. But I'm new so please don't curse me, I also got the tip from GoodMorningBeautiful2005 on how to do it. But no, I wasn't joking.

The Ninja Who Wanted To Be A Samurai: Don't worry, there will be future Jak x Keira. I don't like Jak x Ashlein also. Doesn't do well with me.

GoodMorningBeautiful2005: Thanks for the tip, I soooo needed it.

Chapter 3: It Begins

Why me, thought Jak. Why me? Why does it ALL have to happen to me! Jak was walking in Haven forest thinking.

First Gol and Maia, then the dark eco sessions with the Baron, destined to fight Kor or die, having to save the world from the Daystar, and now this.

Life sucked. It was plain to see that Jak was not destined for peace, for calm and quiet, no. Jak was destined for a life of hardship. One with no end to the suffering and fighting.

How in the world will I defeat something like this? thought Jak. Something MADE out of sin, out of evil! Surely there'll be no way! How will I defeat this thing.

With me.

Jak spun around gun at the ready, looking for the speaker. That voice, so alien and yet so familiar. Where did it come from. Jak crouched and stealthily surveyed the area he was in. Trees, rocks, water, but no person.

Me too.

Jak tensed even more. That voice also seemed familiar, but it was different from the first. The first voice was raspy, ethereal, and sounded much like Gol's. But the second voice was calm, peaceful, warm, and hit the ears like sunshine.

Dude, said the first voice, are you like freaking gay. 'Hit's the ears like sunshine?"

You shut up, the second voice replied, just because I'm much more pleasant to hear doesn't mean you have to go and make a retort like that.

Look, the first voice continued, if I was talking to you, I would address you. But I'm not, so shut the hell up.

"Wh-who are you guys and what do you want?" said Jak, he was really confused and still looking around for the bodies of the voices.

Sorry to disappoint you, but we don't have bodies. Well, not until you call upon us that is. And please, think your responses, someone might go and think your insane or something.

This reply made Jak even more confused. Was he really insane? Did all the pressure suddenly make him snap? Then, he started to think, could it be? Could his other forms somehow have gain a mind of their own.

Bingo, we have a winner. Took you long enough, Picasso.

Actually, Picasso was an artist, I believe you are meaning to say 'Einstein' who was an extremely smart-

Look, I don't really give a shit so stop talking to me.

S-so you guys ar-are my other forms, Jak silenty questioned. He put his gun away and sat down onto his favorite spot of the forest overlooking the rest of it.

Yes, though it may be hard to believe, we are.

But, but how, stated Jak getting used to this form of talking.

We've been evolving since you first acquired us. Now we are different. We are our own selves, so to speak.

This, this is amazing.

Yeah, don't get to excited, we still have to train you.

What… train… train me for what?

You know, replied his demonic other, I don't think I've noticed it before… but you are really stupid. We have to train you for the coming battle, durrr, you freaking dumbass.

How are you guys so smart, questioned Jak who was really irritated at being called names by his other self. Keyword other.

I may be other but that doesn't mean I can't kick your ass.

We have the same body, so you can't, thought Jak.

Will you two stop arguing. Dark One, let us explain to Jak how and why we came to be.

Okay, the Dark one grumbled. And before you ask, call me the Dark One, as much as I'd like to be called 'Destroyer of life and bringer of death,' I'm pretty sure you won't call me that.

And call me the Light One, thought Jak's light counterpart.

Okay, thought Jak. Now explain.

Well, you see, when we were first created, we were only resident in a corner of your mind.

Yes, but when we evolved, we were able to, how you say, glide through different dimensions.

Yes, exactly how the Dark One said, we glided through different dimensions and have learned much. We know of this monster the old wise one talked about.

Jak didn't quite understand who the old wise one was, then he realized it must be Onin.

No shit, Sherlock.

Hey you go suck a -

ANYwaaaaay, the Light One purposefully interrupted. The monster is scary, very.

Yeah, it makes Kor look like a little b---

Well you get the point, the Light One once again interrupted. You may have noticed, but we have been getting very powerful. So powerful in fact, that we both have created our own dimension. One in which we must train you in.

Wait, thought Jak. If your that powerful, can't you just, well zap the monster or something and kill him?

Our powers do not go into physical reality. The dimension we have made is a sort of void of nothingness. Like a closet in a very big house. You see, that is why we could only learn in the dimension we have traveled.

Yeah, it was like looking through a one-sided mirror. We could see what happened but not interfere.

Yes, that also brings up another subject, we, well we seemed to have stumbled upon an opening into the past and we think you should see something.

What, thought Jak, what do I need to see.

Hold on.

Jak was not prepared for the sudden tug he felt. It was like he was being vacuumed into a black hole.

Suddenly Jak fell to the ground and looked around.

He was in the throne room of the palace and it seemed to be raining outside. Hard.

Wher-

Shhh, said the Light One. Watch.

To say Jak was surprised was an understatement. Next to him was his light form. In person. And next to his light form was his dark form. Jak was very intrigued by their appearance. He had never really seen what he looked like, he only had descriptions.

Now his other selves were standing before him. How?

Then Jak understood, they were in the void as his light on had told him. So this is what it feels like to not be in physical reality. Not bad.

Jak turned as the doors to the throne room opened and in came and old, grizzled lady escorted by two Krimzon Guards.

The old lady seemed to be dressed in a raggedy halter top with torn jeans that bagged over her scrawny legs. Her hair was pure white and she had the darkest eyes one could ever see. They were like pools of black.

"My lady," said the Guard on the left. "She is here."

"Leave," said a female voice and Jak startled as he turned to see a pretty young woman standing next to the wall sized windows.

Jak thought something was familiar about her. Something about her green hair and soft features that made Jak feel safe and comforted. Who was she?

She's your mom, you dumbass, said Dark One.

Jak jumped. His mom? This is her? How, isn't she dead?

The Krimzon Guards turned and left, leaving Jak's mom and this old lady.

Jak's mom briskly walked to the old lady and knelt down. Which was quite a task, seeing how she was pregnant.

Pregnant?

Just watch, Jak, all will be explained.

"Please, I have reason to believe you made a prophecy about my child. Please tell me what it is."

The old lady spoke with a distant voice. "I will tell you it but once, you must know the prophecy."

The old lady then seemed to have a spasm attack and collapsed on the ground. Jak's mom was surprised then tried to lift the old lady up.

The old lady turned over with her eyes completely clouded and spoke in a distant and near voice. One that was nowhere, and everywhere at the same time. It followed the beat that Pecker said Onin's version of the prophecy.

"The one born to a queen in the midst of war

Will become a warrior of time

He will fight battles in the past, present, and future

With voices guiding him like chimes,

To suffer much pain

He will battle for earth and all it's creatures,

An evil long ignored

Yet within he will battle another battle

One in which no one mourns

The Demon and Angel, fight for control

Yet as they combine, a new being will rise

An Angelic Demon, a Demonic Angel

Once fully combined, the elf in which they reside

Will transform with powers beyond imagination,

An Angelic Demon, a Demonic Angel

An angel of death, a demon of life

Only then, with these combined powers

Will he stand a chance

Yet should he fail,

Not only will he die but also the world of life

In this world and others"

The old lady stopped, got up and spoke to Jak's mom. "Pray for your child, he has a lot to carry on his shoulders when he is grows."

With that the old lady left the throne room and Jak's mom burst into tears. She rubbed her belly and spoke in sobs.

"You… you shouldn't…have to do this… why you? Why you?"

Jak suddenly felt the vacuum-like suction and fell onto the ground of the Haven City Forest.

"What, why are we back, my mom needs me," yelled Jak.

Calm down, that was the past.

The past? questioned Jak returning to this form of communication.

Yeah, man, I'm sorry to say this, but if you fail, not only will this world be screwed, but so will all the other dimensions. This monster is just making a pit stop here.

With that, Jak fell to his knees.

Why me? Jak thought. Why me?

Once again I need any ideas you guys have. Any tips and that such stuff.