Chapter 5 is finally here. I'm a bit behind schedule, espicially with the other story I currently am also working on, "Our Love Will Never Be", which i'll be slowing the plot down a bit for. And before you go on to chapter 5 I wanted to express my thanks to: COme as yOu are for the support that has kept my story going strong. Ok, on to chapter 5...

Ashelin, Torn, and Rayn were ready to race. Their hearts beat intensely, knowing what was on the line...their lives. Time seemed to slow as they watched the seconds count down, 3, Rayn's mind raced as she realized the risk she was making, 2, Tron's hands gripped the wheel with anticipation ready to face what what came, 1, Ashelin knew what she had to do and was ready to win at all costs. The banner flashed green, and the racers bolted off the line. The Class 2 Qualifying Race had begun.

Jak had to admit, it was hard to have to walk away from a race. Espicially one this important, but Jak also knew he had a lot to make up to Keira. He had neglected her for a while, it was true. Jak's mind continued to wander, even as they discreetly pulled up to Razor's loft.

"Pretty nifty directions we got from the locals, right Jak?" Daxter turned to Jak. "I said, RIGHT JAK!" Daxter hit Jak on the arm. "Hello? Anybody home?"

"Oh, uh, sorry Dax. I was thinking."

"About Keira?"

"Her and the fact that I expected Razor's house to be a bit more...gaudy."

"Well, maybe he prefers a simpler house."

"Doubtful."

Smokey jumped out the car and ran up the sloping hill to the door on the fairly large house. The roof was brown with white shingles and the main build of the house was a stoney beige material.

"What are we waiting around here for Jak, let's roll!" Jak jumped out of the Javalin X, Daxter hopped on Jak's shoulder. They smoothly walked up to the door casually. Surprisingly, it seemed as is no one was here. But Jak ingnored that factor. Smokey slipped in through the mail slot on the door and opened the door.

"I love this cat." Jak said.

"I could have done that..." Daxter mumbled.

"Don't get too jealous, Dax. Even if that cat is smarter than you." Jak snickered.

"Ha ha, you're hilarious." Daxter hissed.

"Don't take it to heart, you're still my best friend."

"Yeah sure. Oh, c'mon, let's go."

-The first five minutes of the race was heated. Cars collided, bombs and missles crackled in the air. The smell of burning rubber was prevalent in the air. Luvkily, now the racers were more spread out, but the heat was really on now as cars speeded to catch sight of first place.

The green forested area was a blur to Ashelin as she sped along the track. She had a fairly safe lead, but then again nothing in this competition was safe. Ashelin jack-knifed the next corner as she lead a tracking missle into the wall. Another missle was heading up fast and she had no way to stop it as it closed in. Ashelin put the petal to the metal as the drove perfectly stright, then in an instant, jurked heavily to the right, the missle only skimming her vehicle.

She let out a deep breath, "That was close..." Just as she let out her exasperated sigh a volley of missles and bombs came her way. "Shit!" She yelled.

-Jak and Daxter walked cautiously into the house, closing the door quietly. Smokey ran up the stairs strangely and Daxter quietly followed her. Jak explored the downstairs. He peeked in the living room. It was fairly large, but modestly decorated. Jak then moved down the hall and into the kitchen. It was small and plain and kind of empty. It had a table with two chairs. Jak continued to look around.

Daxter followed Smokey into a large bedroom. The bed had white covers and white curtains to match. Smokey was huddled next to a picture of a woman with long, blonde hair and maroon eyes.

Daxter's face contorted as if he had made the biggest mistake of his life. He ran into the other bedrooms. One was decorated in pure pink and another in pure yellow. Daxter eyed some of the pictures on the walls. He bolted downstairs.

He met up with Jak who looked very confused. Daxter stared at Jak. "We were fuckin' lied to!" Jak exclaimed in pure anger.

"Hmm... I thought the towns people sounded weird when we asked them where Razor lived..."

"We got the wrong house!" They yelled in unison.

"Yes, yes you do." A voice came from behind.

Hate to leave you hanging, but you'll have to wait for the next chapter. We're getting closer and closer to the end of the story, but it should span out for a few more chapters. I'm sure you know what is coming up in the next chapter, so stay tuned. And please read and review!