Before I do anything I will see to my reviewer.

YamiTenshi03:Thank you for not throwing things at me. The hero should have died for a good cause but we'll see weather the cause is a good one or not later.

And now on with the show.

Disclaimer:I do not own Jak or any related characters. Only any OCs that I decide to put it here.

Children of War

Chapter 1 – The First Child

"Jak, what do you say to this? When we're older I'm gonna be a mechanic and I wanna own my own race team, so… I was wondering… do you wanna be in it?" Jak nodded enthusiastically and pulled down his goggles so they covered his eyes and leapt onto the old zoomer that had, until recently, been suspended from the ceiling and pretended to be racing. Keira laughed and began to commentate. "And they're coming' round the last corner. Can he make it? Yes! He's done it! Jak has beat Erol in the class 1 racing championship race. It's Jak all the way!" Both children laughed. Jak got off the zoomer as they were called by Keira's father to be escorted to a safe-house, where they would stay for the next few weeks. They ran over but suddenly found themselves in the middle of the streets. Jak pushed Keira into a side alleyway and began to run. He was being chased by a Krimson Guard. There was the sound of a struggle and a single shot rang out followed by the sound of a body hitting the ground.

"NO!" Keira sat up in bed panting and sobbing quietly. Almost every night since it had happened she had had that same nightmare. About ten years ago they had all but stopped but them they had quite suddenly returned with a vengeance and she didn't know why. Taking a few deep breaths to calm herself she got out of bed and walked into the onsweet. (AN: Not sure it I got that word right. It's meant to be a bathroom directly attached to the bedroom) She got undressed and turned on the shower letting the hot water help her relax. It had been fifteen years since he had been killed and she knew that nothing she did could bring him back. But she had sworn to get revenge for having her friend taken from her and that was exactly what she was going to get.

Now reasonably calm she turned off the water to the shower and wrapped her towel around her for warmth before walking back into her room and proceeding to get dressed. She quickly checked herself in the mirror before heading out of her room and into the mess hall.

She was wearing a sleeveless white tank top and long jeans, (AN: Picture her at the end of Jak X for that bit) a pair of light goggles for when she did light welding hung from her neck and she wore a pair of combat boots. A fully equipped morph gun was slung across her back and she had a small concealed gun in one boot and a knife in the other. On her belt were three things. A standard issue communicator for all resistance members and an items bag, for carrying skull gems, weird precursor artefacts and security pass. The last item on her belt was a shiny silver spanner, slightly scratched and dinted from frequent use it was nevertheless in very good condition. Her long hair was brushed and tucked back behind her ears and over her top she wore a black combat jacket which was, at the moment, left the hang open.

In the mess hall Torn and Ashelin were fighting over the next best way to attack the baron. Ashelin had become a full time resistance member after she had found out what happened to Jak and Torn had made sure her talents were put to use (AN: Not those ones you perverts) while doubling his own input as he had felt responsible for what had happened to the kid, especially since he had promised Damas to protect and look after Jak. When Keira entered she got some breakfast and headed straight for her usual table and was met by the resistance's newest double agent, Daxter and his girlfriend Tess.

"Hey Keira." Said Tess as Keira sat down. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit"

"You know" piped up Daxter "You really shouldn't sware Keira. It's really hurtin' your chances of getting a boyfriend."

"So?"

"I've got some new friends in the guard. Maybe you could go out with one of them. There's Kaj, he is completely obsessed with work and he's really smart, seems to think that what the baron says goes. He's like one of those little robots only he's absolutely terrified of the baron. Then there's Ren, he has a lot of brains and is always out to do his jobs as quick as he can. He's strong and he can shoot a Metal-toad from 500ft away. You might like him, oh wait… he's married. There's Sig. He's probably the strangest. He can shoot a Metal-toad from the same distance as Ren and can arm wrestle with the world champions and probably come out the winner but he's just a normal guy. He talks about the races, he drinks, he does everything a normal guy does, but there's just something really weird about him you know? He said he's lookin' for summat. Whatever that means and now that I think about it he's probably a bit too old for you."

"I'm not interested in dating any of your KG friends. There's only one thing I would like to do to any KG and that's shoot them before they can shoot someone I care about."

"Are you still going on about that? It happened when you were six for crying out loud. Your twenty-one now girl. Snap out of it, do something useful for a change."

Keira looked up from her breakfast and glared at Daxter who nearly lost all control of his bladder.

"Don't tell me to snap out of it. And why don't you go do something useful? Shouldn't you be over at the barracks doing drills or something?"

Tess chose this time to clear her throat and turn the topic to a very different subject.

"So Keira do you think Erol will win the races again this year?"

"………" Keira was deep in thought about why the dreams of Jak's death had come back to haunt her and didn't answer Tess's question.

"Ok. Well do you?"

"He'll win, he always wins the basted."

"Well of course he'll win if you keep up that kinda' attitude" stated Daxter matter o' factly. "The resistance team will win for sure this year. Right Tessy-poo?"

Tess giggled. "Right my big, strong, handsome Whisker-puss."

Keira shuddered. She had no idea how they managed to come up with so many different and strange pet names for each other and she had no wish to find out. Excusing herself she put her empty plate on the growing stack and went to practise on the gun corse.

Me: There you go. Hope you liked it. The school holidays are coming to a close and to mourn their passing I have posted this chapter earlier than I was going to. Please tell me what you think in a review. Or else I will use my powers of statistical analysis against you.

Jak: You know their not falling for that. Everyone knows that when you say that you're really just threatening to hit them over the head with a text book.

Me: Quiet you. Or I will make it so that you come back to life completely naked except for a pink tutu that is several sizes too small.

Jak: I would like to be alive again but not that much.

Me: When the hell did I say you were dead?

Jak: In the prologue. Duh!

Me: I never said you were dead, I merely hinted at it. There's a big difference. Anyway, please review or I will be sad. And I'm not dating til I have six of them in total. I know you can do it people.

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