Once again thanks for all the reviews. I didn't think I'd get so many responses to my first fanfic. Here I was worried that there wasn't enough Jak luvahs like me in the world! Props again goes out to Jaksgirl.not, failedmarshmallow, samppa, Shizuka Onna no Hito, DFCC and jaklover123. Sorry the suspense was killing everyone! On with the story!

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Chapter 6

As darkness surrounded him, he felt his body begin to feel light. The burning in his stomach and throat slowly transformed into a cool, tingling sensation. His lungs were relaxed and his breathing steadied. The air around him felt cool and he felt as if his body was floating. He felt like he was sleeping. The pain in his sore muscles faded away as he thought himself, So this must be what death feels like.

He heard his name in a distance unknown to him. It sounded like a whisper but it was familiar. It was a voice he hadn't heard in a year.

Jak thought into the darkness, What? What is it? Whose calling me?

You said you needed a word of advice. A warrior always stays strong and never gives up, and that doesn't mean his physical strength. Why do you seem to be giving in?

Damas? I mean…father?

Wake up Jak. Life still awaits you. We shall meet again someday my young warrior.

Jak reached up his arm as if trying to grab something, No, don't go yet. I still have so much to say to you.

Wake up Jak. Wake up.

The whisper began to echo and slowly fade away further and further than what his ears could hear. Slowly the darkness began to lighten and his arms shielded his eyes. The light was so bright, it made his head hurt. He felt his face damp and cool. He still had the cool, tingling sensation in his body but the pain in his arm slowly returned. He heard another voice calling out to him, it was just as familiar except this time it wasn't a whisper.

"Jak! Wake up! Please wake up! Jak!" Daxter's orange, damp paws held Jak's face as he shook it with all his might. He screamed as loud as he could to get through to his friend who seemed to have already left this world. He was relieved when he saw Jak's eyes slowly open and groan from the light burning his eyes. His arms shielded his eyes and he let out a whisper "Daxter?"

"Jak! Thank God! I thought you were a goner."

Jak's head slowly rose from the muddy floor as he turned to his side, rubbing his throbbing eyes. "Wha-what happened?" and just as quickly as he asked that question, as if he shot up from coma instantly he asked "Oh my God what time is it!"

Daxter's ears dropped as his head hung, knowing Jak wouldn't like his answer, "It's 1:10 Jak"

Jak's body shot up from the ground and he looked around in a panic as if he just lost his head. Daxter climbed up his back and held onto his shoulder as he watched his friend lost in his confused, panicked state.

"No no it can't be. We gotta go Daxter."

"But Jak, it's already past one", Daxter painfully reminded as Jak ran as fast he could toward the exit. His feet fumbled slightly as he ran because he was still slightly dizzy and weak. The red glowing exit sign seemed so far like his body was running in slow motion. It was like living in a nightmare. He slammed open the door into the velvet night that was still damp with mist.

Boomer, where's my friggin car! His frantic movement stopped abruptly when his sight set upon a figure leaning upon his car next to another vehicle. No way, it can't be! He walked up towards the familiar figure dressed in his red and blue trench coat, gray smoke clouds blown from his mouth, a cigarette burning in his hand. He looked so relaxed as a sly grin spread across his face at the sight of Jak's unstable state. Jak's walking increased as he sped up to him and grabbed him at his collar; he tried to put the most threatening look he could during his weak state. Razor smiled and calmly threw his cigarette to the floor.

"What did you do to her Razor!"

Razor put his hands up as if to show he came in peace, "Relax, the girl is fine. Now put your filthy hands away before I change my mind. Hmm hmm, hmm hmm", he let out his usual cocky laugh as Jak lowered his hands from him to his sides, waiting for an explanation.

"Did you kill him?" he brought his hand to his pocket to take out another cigarette and light it. He offered one to Jak and he nodded. Razor put his lighter away.

"Yeah he's dead"

"Good good. That's all I wanted to know," and he slowly opened his car door and slid into his classy red car.

"I don't understand"

Razor started his engine before he turned to look back at him, "Well let's just say Mizo wasn't paying or treating his 'team' very nicely. So we have a new boss now. We just needed to get rid of Mizo and you just made the job easier by doing it for us. Hope to see you on the tracks again" he yelled out as he drove off.

Jak watched Razor drive off, relieved and simply amazed at his luck. He felt Daxter's paw patting him on the head.

"So you wanna hear how you came back to life? It's quite a good story actually, starring yours truly", Daxter winked at Jak as he smiled and nodded.

He took his time stepping into his Boomer. There was no rush needed anymore and he was exhausted. He was in the mood to just listen, and yes, that even meant listening to Daxter go on and on about his story which usually annoyed him. Right now he was grateful for Daxter's tall tales. He needed a good laugh.

Flashback

Surprisingly Mizo just laughed, instead of being intimidated that Jak was getting ready to attack, he laughed as if nothing was going to happen to him. This confused Jak, and worried him. Why the hell was he laughing? What else did he have up his sleeve?

Aww this doesn't look good, not good at all. I need to get that antidote in case things gets ugly. Daxter slowly slipped down Jak's back unnoticed and quickly scurried towards Mizo's car. They were both lost in the heated conversation to realize the furry Ottsel thinking ahead.

"I knew you'd say something like that Jak. That's why I made sure I had a little back up plan in case you did refuse the deal and the antidote. You see, I did a little background check on you Jak. I know who your friends are, I know where you all come from. I already gave Razor the word, if you try anything and I don't leave this stadium and call him by one in the morning, he will be in the Inn in Kras City and kill your girl. By coincidence, his room is on the same floor as her. I'll make sure you never leave the stadium in time to stop him."

Daxter had already crawled into Mizo's car through the back. He carefully wrapped his body around the top of the driver's seat since Mizo wasn't sitting on it and hid in the back of it.

"You fu--in bastard!", he pulled up his gun and aimed at Mizo's head. Mizo quickly dropped into his driver's seat and started the engine.

This is my chance! Daxter quickly stuck his paw into Mizo's shirt pocket unnoticed and snatched the precious vial. He then scurried even faster through the back of Mizo's car and ran for cover. He knew things were gonna get heated and he didn't want to be in the middle of it, not with the antidote in his hand. He needed to keep it safe. Sorry I can't be on your shoulder this time Jak.

"I thought you said you'd fight like a man!"

"Ahh I told you to fight like a man, I never said I would. So now that makes you an idiot instead of the man" and he continued to laugh, that disgusting evil laughter that echoed around him with the roars of his engine. "So do you still refuse Mr. Hero? Now someone else is at stake because of your stupidity."

"I still refuse, and as for Razor, I'll make sure he gets it too"

Daxter watched as Mizo's car headed straight for Jak and winced in pain when he landed on his side right on his bad arm. Oww that must've hurt. He clenched the vial into his fur as he watched the battle, hoping for the best. His eyes followed Jak, watching him dodge Mizo's submachine gun and shelter himself in a nearby tunnel. He waited a short while as nothing happened. All he heard was Mizo's laughter and then his eyes widened when he saw the tunnel emit a bright white light. No you dope, don't use that!

He nodded in disapproval as he saw his angelic friend emerge from the tunnel and attack Mizo. He watched as the car swerved and was about to crash into the stadium wall. Jump Jak! He silently cheered him on as he saw Jak's body leap from the car in time to avoid the crash. Daxter shielded his eyes once the car crashed and the fiery flames and burning metal flew everywhere. When he opened his eyes again he saw Jak yelling something at Mizo as he shook him by his collar, his eyes flickering black with anger. Oh man this isn't good. I better get over there. Daxter slowly emerged from his hiding place, being careful not to get to close to the burning vehicle until he was needed and it was safe.

He watched as he saw the blood spattering from Jak's mouth onto Mizo's face and his green-blond hair began to transform into white. Claws grew out of his fingertips and the horns grew from the top of his head. His skin grew white and his eyes turned into dark pools of ink. Oh man Jak, you're really gonna thank me for this later.

He squinted his eyes shut as he heard the snapping of Mizo's neck. That was something he didn't want to watch. Daxter turned his attention back to that area once he heard a loud, hard thud hit the floor. He then saw Jak's body crawling on the floor, dragging his weight away as the car finally exploded. A couple of feet away, he watched as his friend's head dropped into the mud and fear over took his body.

"Jak!" he yelled out as he ran to him at full speed. Jak's body didn't stir. He wasn't moving! Daxter used all his weight and all his strength to turn Jak's heavy body over, He silently cursed himself for being a precursor. Finally after all that struggle he climbed onto his chest and spread his mouth open with his paws. He popped open the vial and quickly but cautiously poured the liquid into Jak's mouth. Oh please let this work. Don't let it be too late.

For ten minutes, Jak's body did not move an inch. At first Daxter curled up his body on his chest, trying to be patient. Maybe it takes time to work. Yeah, I shouldn't panic yet. By 1:05 Daxter didn't see the color return to Jak's face. He couldn't feel his chest moving up and down from breathing and his body still felt cold. He felt the terror eating at his heart, he couldn't lose his best friend. His eyes burned but he quickly used his paws to wipe his furry damp face before going to grab Jak's face. He didn't know what to do anymore. He let his body control his actions while his mind was at a panic. He was yelling and shaking Jak's head ferociously with all the strength from his small body. Finally after what seemed to take forever, five minutes later, Daxter's body began to move up and down on Jak's chest. It was barely noticeable but he was breathing. Daxter stopped for a second to put his ear to Jak's chest to check for a heartbeat. It was beating, slowly and weakly but he was alive. Now he just needed to wake up. He got up again and continued to shake him until he finally saw Jak's eyelids slowly lift up. A feeling a relief spread through him and indescribable joy.

End of flashback

"So you see, if it wasn't for me and my wonderful precursor intelligence, well let's just say it wouldn't have been a happy ending" Daxter grinned at his story telling skills and stood up proudly on Jak's shoulder. They were at a red light. Jak turned his face to give his friend a look he'd never given him before. Daxter's grin became solemn, "What?"

"I just wanna say," he sighed and smiled, "Thanks Dax. I couldn't have had a better friend than you"

Daxter's lip curled in disgust "Yuck Jak. That's so not you. No more mushy stuff okay"

Jak nodded as he laughed and continued to drive into the night. He headed to a payphone in the dark abandoned streets of Kras City and stopped the car.

"Why we stopping here for?"

Jak grabbed onto the payphone as he looked back at his confused friend sitting on top of the driver's seat, "I still got some things to do"

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Hope you guys liked this chapter. The hero lives::claps her hands hooray: I know you guys hate when I leave you hanging but I need to leave you guys something to look forward to. Well I already have the next chapter done but I like to read it over and make corrections or changes. So I plan on having the chapter after that be the last. Enjoy.

Moment of my Day: I teach poetry to JHS students in an after school program and one of them looked through my notebook and said "You're a writing machine!" and I said "Thank you I know" and it pays off doesn't it? YAY!