2 hours earlier

"Oh, lucky me!"

Keira shouted as she throws down another set of Ace's onto the table. Call the luck of the irish, some say the gift of green eco, but what ever it was, it was getting Keira stacks of cash and jewels. Once she had entered the Bloody Hook, she and Daxter were taken to the back where poker game was happening. Keira, acting high and mighty, showed off her supply of drugs and was accepted into the game. How, after an hour of playing, she had just doubled her revenue.

"Oh! This is nice!" Daxter shouted as he picks up a golden-shiny watch as Keira pulls and pushes all the money, jewel and drugs into a large suitcase. Complementary of the Bloody Hook employees. The two thugs Keira had been playing with were just glaring at the female, annoyed by her winnings and not by her cocky attitude.

Ah! A vianto! This will do awesome on my ride!" Keira shouted before placing the device inyto the suitecase. She then zips it shut, waving by to the males before leaving the back room. The smell of smoke and whiskey had engulfed her clothes and Daxter fur, but the two seemed happy with their winning.

"Im hungry, what about you?" Daxter asked.

"I can go for a bit, maybe a steak." Keira replied before going to the counter to order food. Placing the suitcase by her foot before ordering some food. The bartender glares at her, all she did was smiling.

"2 Bloody steak please, medium rare! With two coke and rums!" Keira ordered. The bartender nods his head before walking into the back kitchen, once gone, Daxter looks over to Keira with a smile on his face.

"I don't know about you, but I am having the best time of my life! I can't tell if its because of the drugs or being with you, but what ever the reason, I am so happy!"

"Oh! Lets go to the beach after this!" Keira shouted as she claps her hands together.

"Really? But its dark." Daxter asked.

"Yea, so? We won't have time to do it tomorrow. Plus, Jak and the others will be busy and or tired!" Keira growled as the bartender gave her a drink. "And knowing Jak, he'll probably want to spend more time with Ryan."

"Why do I get this feeling that your jealous of Ryan?" Daxter asked.

"Yep, I am jealous of the woman with a personality that is similar to a peanut." Keira chuckled. "Besides, I can have any dude I want. So there is no point in chasing after Jak."

"Positive attitude." Daxter tells her before rising his glass. She rises hers and nods her head before taking a sip. Two thugs sit by them, but Daxter and Keira ignored their presence. "Besides, once this whole poison thing blows over, I bet you will be famous!"

"Famous?" Keira chuckled.

"Yea, once we win the tournament, blitz will have to give you an interview." Daxter chuckled. "And maybe he will lay off my ass."

"Lay off?" She asked.

"Blitz keeps asking Jak and I about Cutters death in the back stage arena, its been super annoying." Daxter spoke, making the two thugs look over at them. "We weren't even near his breakroom when he got killed, but oh no, Blitz wont leave us alone! Especially me since he was attacked by an animal! The guys face looked like chopped lasigna, think I could do that?"

"You were near Cutter when he got killed?" The Thug next to Keira asked. Immediately, Daxter's eyes widen at the sound of his voice.

"Uh…we were in the same building." He spoke as he looks to the side. "But that's it, nothing more!"

"And you didn't hear anything? Not a scream or see someone come through the area?" The thug asked, making Daxter scratch the back of his head.

"Nothing comes to mind. Jak and I already told the police what happened." Daxter tells. "Wild Animal."

"I think your lying." The thug growled.

"What makes you think I am lying?" Daxter chuckled.

"Because no one has identify the body just yet."


(Keira's POV)

"Cutter's face was torn to shreds, no one could identify him." The thug says as he rose from his seat.

Have you ever been on something, be it drunk or probably high, and your on this wave length of fun for a while before reality hits and suddenly you realize where you are and what your doing? That was me right now, I had just realized that Daxter might have murdered someone and was stupid enough to admit to the guys friends! The realization of this had me gagging my drink as my braincells begin to fight off the toxins inside me and place the barriers in my head back up.

"I just realized! We need to go." I told the two as I stood up. The bartender came in with my steak, it smelled really good to. When the plate clanked, one of the thugs grabbed me by the elbow and sat me down real hard! I could feel my skin twisting by this mans grip.

"What do you know about Cutters death." The thug asked before grabbing Daxter by the neck. The man was twisting my arm so much that I could barely thing. My other hand was banging the table as if I was calling mercy, but the large male didn't hear me. He did however stopped when my hand grabbed the steak knife and sliced at his elbow. Prompting him to let me go! In a quick flash, I grabbed a chunk of his hair and held that knife to his neck. His partner and the bartender gasped at my actions.

"Let him go earless." I growled. The male lets Daxter go. The small male jumps off from the counter as I dropped the knife. Grabbing the handle of my suitecase, I proceeded to leave the bar. Once out and in my car, I glared at the animal.

"I know what your thinking, and no, I didn't kill him." Daxter tells me.

"Who did it?" I growled as I start up the car. My brain was working overtime now because I could barely think! I had to have that joint! I such an idiot!

"No one, he just fell into the metal head pit!" Daxter explained to me. It took me a good minute to realize that I was driving when a car honked at me. Causing me to hit the break. It was then I realized that I couldn't drive because I had too much in my system! If you don't believe me:

"What street is this again?" I asked while choking up a smile. I then shake my head violently before taking a deep breath. A second later I broke out into laughter. I don't know why, but the thought of Daxter killing a man was hilarious to me!

*Knock*

Snapping out of my laughing fit, I looked at my window to see the driver that honked at me stare at me with worried eyes. I was still in the middle of the road! I can't be on the streets!

"Sorry!" I shouted before backing up and then driving down another lane. Once again on the road, my mind was focusing on the lines on the ground that my body started to feel week. Taking a deep breath, I stopped the car and leaned back a bit.

"My head's in the clouds, I am not sure I can drive." I told the orange fur ball.

"Wanna smoke some more then crash a party?" Daxter asked me while pointing to a large TV that was showing the events happening at the ball. I saw GT and Pecker talking interviewing some people, while familiar faces chatting behind them.

Now…actually, I have no words to explain why I did this. I listened to Daxter and drove to where the ball was. I then proceeded to smoke more of the mystic flower till I felt light weighted again! Why did this, I can't tell you! But, I don't fully regret my choice either!

"Invite?" The guard at the door asked me. I digged into my imaginary pocket, which was nothing, and pulled out air.

"Guess I left it inside?" I said. Daxter, who was on my arm, snorted at my comment. The men in front of the door clearly could see I was under the influence.

"Go home and get some sleep, kid." The man told me before gently pushing me away from the entrance. Nodding my head, I do as told and walk away from the entrance of the large building.

"What a bunch of jerks! Don't they know who I am?" Daxter asked in anger.

"Jak's side kick." I responded.

"Well, at least I am not Jak's side chick." Daxter growled, good thing I was high or else that would have hit a nerve.

"Well, Ryan and Jak can like a happy life together. They seem to have good chemistry." I growled, making Daxter fall off my houlder and burst into laughter. It took him a full three minutes before he came around.

"What were talking about?" Daxter asked.

"Jak and Ryan fucking." I told him, causing him to laugh again.

"Those two!?" He shouted. "Are you kidding me!? She scares him!"

"Yea right." I muttered.

"She does! She acts-Daxter?" A voice spoke, causing the both of us to look and see Pecker! Oh yea, I completely forgot about this talking bird. Who else did I know that was weird?

"Pecker…" Daxter growled.

"What are you two doing here?" Pecker asked us.

"We came outside for air, but they didn't let us back inside because we left our invites inside." I lied. I proud of myself that I was able to lie while being so high that I completely forgot that my heels could be legal weapons. Only the women reading this will understand that joke.

"Oh, well, follow me then. I, pecker, will escort you two in through the back!" Pecker told us before flying towards the back. Following him, he takes us to a busy kitchen where multiple cookers were preparing meals of various plates. The smell was amazing, almost made me forget the steak I had left behind at the Bloody hook.

"I can't take you to the ballroom. I have to go to dressing for hair and makeup." Pecker told us.

"You don't have hair." Daxter pointed out.

"Whatever! Just go through those doors, and make a left, then your out into the ball room." Pecker explained to us before flying away into another room. During as told, we walking into the room where they kept all their liquor.

"I need this." I spoke as I reached over and grabbed an opened bottle of dark liquids. I also grabbed a couple of shot glasses, never dfrink alone my father tells me! I then head to the ballroom. Handing the bottle to Daxter, my eyes begin to scan the large area. Everyone was dressed up looking happy and…it annoyed me a bit. The area smelled of blood, sweat and tears with a hint of money. This room was full of criminals, and I didn't like it. But, it wasn't full of criminals I knew so we were in the clear, for now.

"Found them." Daxter tells me as he points to the table where our friends were. They looked bored out of their minds! Walking over, Sig was the first one to notice me.

"Keira?" He asked.

"HI!" I spoke as I take a seat next to him and Torn. Everyone at the table seemed happy…expect for Ryan. She looked surprised to see me!

"How did you get in?" Ryan asked.

"Also, they let you bring in a bottle?" Ashelin asked.

"Nope, I snuck in. Found the bottle in the back!" I told them as set the I plate down with shot glasses. Honestly, this event seemed boring, even the music was dull! Pouring the whiskey into the glasses, Ashelin is the first to grab a shot. Jak being the second but his hand was stopped by Ryan.

"Hold on, we need to sober." Ryan protest as she waves her hands at us to place the tiny cups down. "We have to get sponsorships to get to pay for our equipment!"

"Naw! If we don't anyone that's fine. I'll continue to for everything." I chuckled before realizing how horrible that sentence sounded. How high was am I?

"But I want to remove that burden off you." Ryan explain, which I didn't understand because when your working to save your own life, its not a burden, its literally saving my life. Its funny, even on drugs I can see the bullshit a mile away.

"Less talking, more drinking!" Daxter growled before reached past my shoulder to grab himself a glass. Cheering, he and I drank the liquids down with ease. Much to Sigs surprise, pretty sure I never drank in front of him.

"Cheers!" Torn chuckled before siping his drink down. It then dawned on me why I was here. See, I said earlier I didn't remember how Daxter convince me to come here, now I remembered how.

"So, I am high." I started, causing everyone to look at me with a worried face. Like a big red flag just slapping me across the face. But I didn't stop my words. "I have been smoking…Daxter, what have we been smoking?"

"Mystic flower." Daxter responded as he pours himself another shot.

"Right! So anyway, we've been smoking a lot. We also did some gambling and now in our possession, have a shit tone of money, weed, guns and possible other drunks in the trunk of my car. I am not 100% sure what else was in that suitcase." I chuckled. "But I am pretty sure that 90% of what's in my trunk is not legal. Also I hit like three mail boxes on the way here and a stop sign."

"I think it was a crossing sign." Daxter replied.

"No, that was you." I told him as I pointed out to him. "Anyway, I don't remember how to get home. Can one of us drive me to the beach?"

Have you ever did something so stupid that everyone looks at you with widen eyes and chaws agape. That was this moment! Everyone at the table was staring at me with disbelief and I didn't care. The only thing that was going through my mind was food and sleep, mostly food.

"You know…" Torn started. "This explains why you're missing a shoe."

"Oh my god!" I shouted before looking at my feet to see one of my shoes were indeed missing. I couldn't help but to break down into laughter at the realization of it all. "I thought the world was tilting! I must have left it at the bloody hook when I was running away."

"Why were you running?"

"Because Daxter witness the thug-racer who got killed a few days ago. Then I had to hold a guy at knife point and run and it was all a mess." You know, explaining this sounds even more funny now then when I do later.

"Who died?" Ashelin asked the orange furr ball.

"Scatter or chatter…what was his name again?" Daxter asked me.

"Cutter." Jak responded. "And I think its time to put you two to bed."

The blonde male rises from his seat and grabs the orange furr ball before taking my hand. Gently helping me to my feet, he escorts us to the parking lot where I parked my car. Surprising Ashelin and Torn followed us, and once we got near my car, Ashelin gasp.

"What the fuck!?" Ashelin shouted as she points to the now large suitcase in my trunk that was squishing my fun box! She had pushed some items and money aside to reveal something very shocking to us.

"Huh, wasn't that thing smaller a chapter ago?" Daxter asked.

"I thought so too!" I responded as we watched Ashelin open the suitcase to reveal…wow! Again, one of those sobering up moments when I saw what was in my trunk. Apparently that suitcase had more than just…well, harmless objects. It had actual bombs in it! Oh my god, if someone shot at me I would be dead by now!

"You brought L4 to a fucking party, are you stupid!?" Ashelin shouted before closing my trunk.

"I didn't even know it was in there! All I remember is money and jewelry! I didn't see the bombs at the bottom!" I shouted at the suitcase.

"This is enough to blow up a skyscraper and you didn't notice?" Torn asked.

"No! Honest!" I shouted.

"Why would I put all of our lives in danger like that!?" I said as I walked over to my car. "I mean, who the hell brings bombs to a gambling match!?"

"An illegal gambling in a hidden room with a bunch of criminals?" Jak responded as he crosses his arms.

"Fair point." I said. "Look, we take the L4, and dumb it someplace."

"Like what, a toilet?" Torn asked, which to my surprise wasn't a bad response.

"Why not?" I asked. "It's a dust particle Dark Eco bomb, unless you add fire to it, its completely useless."

"She has a point." Jak agreed with me.

"But what about Razor's crew?" Daxter asked.

"Fuck em!" I growled before hearing a loud clicking sound. Turning around, I saw the red jacket-wearing man pointing a black metal pistol at me. The four of us, and Daxter on Jak's shoulder, raise our hands above around heads. Two men with guns behind him walked forward towards my trunk and began to collect everything in my car that was there's. They even started to pack my mystic flower!

"You know, when I heard from my men that the little storyteller had just stolen 2.8 million dollars from us, I almost laughed. Till I found my Lurker leather suitcases missing." Razor growled.

"Lurker leather? Isnt that considered cannibalism in today's world?" Daxter asked.

"Criminal," I whispered, causing us both to chuckle, much to Razor's annoyance, as well as our friends.

"You think that's funny?" He asked.

"Not as funny as the ass-whopping I will give you one of these days." I chuckled, causing him to narrow his eyes sight solely on me.

"What did you say?" He asked me as he begins to walk towards me. His gun pointing at my head, I could feel the cold pressing against my nogging.

"I am going to beat your ass." I growled back at him, honestly, I could take him in a fight he didn't have much muscles. But to him, my words were just small threats.

"My darling, if you weren't so timid and small I would actually see you as a threat. But the truth of the matter is that your are a walking piece of meat. A discarded carcass of a flesh bag whose sole purpose is to please others. Stay in you lain, you will find it much conformable than others." He described me before lowering his gun head and pointing it at Daxter.

"You, come!" He ordered.

"What do you want him for!? I won all the money!?" I shouted.

"Yes, but he knows about Cutter's death. So move aside." He orders me as he tries to push me away from Daxter, but I refuse to budge. Staying between Daxter and I, the male just lets out a low chuckle before the butt of his gun whipped upwards and pushed my nose up, tearing the skin and causing a large leak of blood to roll off my chin. Staining my white dress as I fall to the ground. The pain could not be easily described, but if I would put it into words...Imagine you have a hangnail that's deep and when you pull on it, you can actually feel the inner parts of your skin pull apart for this one piece of skin to come out. Now imagine that, but 10 times the pain and a bunch of blood on the ground.

After that, everything went black. I did hear Daxter screaming though, but that's all before lights out. Luckily, my brain was on high alert when I got knocked out, so I didn't rest for long.


Kikkie: So far, the most fun I had writing a story in a long time, Talk about that 2AM inspiration!

Anyway, thank you all for reading. I know its not MLB or anime-related but sometimes we got to stop and do stuff we love and I do like the Jak series. Even though my first full story isn't about the main man himself, I do still love him.