An hour and 35 minutes

Opening my eyes, I saw the stars in the night sky rushing downwards fast to the point they looked like white lines. For a few seconds, I was in a trance for a bit before realizing that I was in a car. Sitting up, I rubbed the side of my head a bit before my nose suddenly sting. It was then I remember what had happened and began to panic!

"DAXTER!?" I shouted in shock. Scaring the person driving me to halt the car in place and look back at me. Oh, I was with Jak! Why am I with Jak?

"SHUT UP!" He screamed back at me before starting the car up again. I get this feeling he was pissed.

"Oh god, my nose hurts…" I moaned as I pulled down the over header to use the mirror. To my shock, there was a red line around the upper corner of my nose and dried up blood around my mouth and chin area.

"My face…" I moaned. "Oh god, my face is ruined."

"That's the least of your worries, trust me!" Jak growled to me in annoyance. Which to be fair, he wasn't wrong! Reaching under the glove compartment, I pulled out a tube of green eco. A little emergency medicine in case anyone got hurt, its in everyone's cars. Leaning back, I pour the eco onto my face. Seconds later, the pain ends and my nose cracks itself back into place. I have to admit, the green eco in this time like is way more powerful than the one from my home.

"So much better." I muttered. "Where are we going?"

"I'm looking for Razor's hideout." Jak responded before taking a sharp left turn.

"He's not at the Bloody Hook?" I asked.

"No, Torn already checked there." He tells me. "I've been searching for hours, I can't find any of Mizo's crew and I have no idea where Daxter or your car is?"

"My car?" I asked before it dawned on me. "They took my firefly!?"

"Yes." He responded before stopping the car near an alley way. Setting it in park, he looks over to me. "Did they take you anywhere while you were…I don't know…partying?"

"We only went to the bloody hook!" I shouted before pressing the car manual screen.

"Keira you need to know something! Daxter could be getting torture or worse, end up dead!" He shouted at me before a map pulls up to reveal a red down on a location not to far from where we were.

"What's this?" He asked.

"My car, I have a tracking device." I explained. "Its in a warehouse south of here."

"Why do you have a tracking device in car?" He asked me.

"We're currently in a death game with criminals who lie, cheat and steal! Plus I spent a shit ton of money fixing these cars, god forbid you or one of the cars got taken and we couldn't find you…hey, like right now!" I chuckled, much to Jak's annoyance.

"Are you still high?" He asked.

"No, I think napping took it out of my system." I explained, I did feel a bit tingly though. I then clap my hands and point at the map. "Lets go!"

"Get out."

"WHAT!?" I shouted.

"Get out, you'd be no help and I don't need to worry about you." Jak tells me. In anger, I reached over and turned off the locator. Jak, without any brains, pressed a random button that mad the map close. Then open again to have everything on the map disappear.

"Keira…" He growled.

"I would like to come and help." I told him with a smirk. Yes, I know, I am not hero material! But I felt bad that Daxter was kidnapped! I didn't want to ignore him and leave the rescuing to Jak.

"Keira, this isn't a game! I need to go rescue my friend before he's skinned alive!" Jak shouted at me, all I did was cross my arms and leaned back. Jak had little patience's, so all I had to do is wait.

"FUCK! FINE!" He shouted at me. Only took three seconds! Turning on the map, I showed him where Daxter probably was. Again, it was my car tracker, so Daxter wouldn't be in the location. But, what else could we do at this point, so following the lead to the location? We found ourselves on the outskirts of town in the desert area that connected Kras City to the barren wasteland. There, three large warehouse buildings that was lit up and filled with criminals and obvious criminal activity.

Before getting here, I was able to contact Torn and give him a copy of the location of my car. The older male did tell us to wait for backup, but Jak didn't listen! So, now were hiding behind a boulder, examining a way to get inside. So far, no entrance that wouldn't cause problems.

"Ever broke into a highly secured area before?" I asked as I looked at the building through my goggles. You may not know this, but my goggles had a special zooming feature that I created as a kid. I did the same for Daxter's and Jak's goggles as well.

"Through a vent, maybe a tunnel underground, or just gun blazing." Jak tells me. "But that's not an option here."

"We can drive the car inside while shooting a bunch of thugs?" I asked.

"Too risky, we might hit Dax if were not careful." He explained to me. Huh, he does think before he does something stupid…but then why does he do a lot of stupid things?

"Maybe we can drop in from the roof?" I asked.

"How?" He responded.

"Can't you…fly?" I asked, did we all forget that he can summon wings at will?

"I…" He started. "Can't fly at the moment."

"What do you mean you can't fly? I have seen you fly before! Just turn light and fly into the sky or something!?" I argued, he then proceeded to roll his eyes at me before shooting me a glare.

"If there was light Eco around, I can turn! But there is none, so I can't!" Jak growled.

"Wait, you need Eco in order to turn?"

"Yes, Keira. How did you think my abilities work?" He asked.

"I thought you just generated Eco, I didn't think you needed it in order to use your powers!" I shouted in anger. Yes people, I didn't know how his powers worked! I assumed it was just like my father and the sage's back at home. But everyone kept calling him special so I just assumed he produced it! I didn't know he needed it in order to use it, that's everyone! Well, in our home, people here don't respond well to Eco. I assume its because of the environment away from Eco that they act funny towards it.

"It sort of saddens me that you don't know much about me." He tells me.

"If you think hard about it, we haven't had a full sit-down conversation in about 3-4 years," I said, harsh truth. If you count the two years of being lost, the year I found him, and the year in the dessert, we haven't talked in a long time.

"No…we haven't." He muttered. A few seconds of silence later, both Jak and I jumped when his communicator started to beeping. Digging into his pocket, he pulls it out and see's Ryan's name on the screen. The amount of rage I am having right now is nothing compared to the amount of stupidity that is Jak and having that communicator at full volume!

"Shit!" He growled before turning it on to see Ryan on the screen.

"Jak!? Where are you!? We have interviews to do! The sponsors are waiting for you!" Ryan shouted while Jak was fetding to turn down the volume of the machine.

"We're busy!" I told her before pressing the off button. For some unknown reasons it wasn't working!

"Busy doing what? Keira, you have ruined an elegant dinner that I have planned-SHUT UP!" I screamed at the screen before grabbing it and proceed to bang it against the side of the boulder. Three smashes later, the device was in pieces falling apart in my hand. Leaning back on the boulder, I let out a low sigh of anger as I begin to relax to come up with a plan to save Daxter. Only for the back of my head to feel something cold press against it.

Turning around, I saw a pistol pointing at my face. Surprisingly I had no words to describe this moment, so lets skip ahead a bit. The thugs took us to where Daxter is. A large room with five animal cells for large animals. Which, in it of itself was scary! What type of animal fits into a 20 meter cell!?

Throwing Jak in one, I was thrown into another that was right next to him. Closing our cells, I noticed Daxter not to far sitting in a cage on a metal table. Once my cage was locked up, I looked over to the thug in black and ask:

"You going to kill us?" I asked.

"Him, maybe." The thug spoke as he points to Jak. "I might have an idea or two for you."

"Great…" I muttered as I watched the male leave the room. Closing the door behind them, I looked over to Daxter.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yea, they threw me in a cage and just brought me here. Nothing to bad, I was already looking for an escape route before you guys came in!" Daxter explains.

"Did you find one." Jak asked while examining the room, seeing if there was a window to be found, but nothing!

"Found an airduct, but it obviously, I can't reach it." Daxter explained as he points to the aur duct in the left hand corner. I could help but face palm myself at the sheer problem we were in. "But never fear! When the going get's tough! Jak will get us out of it!"

"Disturbingly, you just described my last remaining braincell, and I am very offended by that." I muttered.

"I'm surprised you still have any braincells with the drugs you've been doing this evening." Jak growled back at me. "Is there anything else I need to know before the night ends? Did you attend an orgy or maybe blew a guy behind a dumpster?"

"Oh, I am so sorry! Would you prefer Ryan to be here? With her big fake tits and horrible accent." I growled back at him. "She has good cock sucking lips! I mean you should know, right? Your always next to her!"

"Keira, maybe now isn't the time to vent your feelings?" Daxter muttered, but his voice was so low I didn't hear a word he said.

"What in the fuck are you talking about!?" Jak yelled at me as he walked to the edge of his cage to get closer to mine. We weren't that apart, in fact we were in arms reach.

"You know dam well what I am talking about!" I shouted back.

"Keira, I have no FUCKING clue on what your blabbering on about! In fact, I don't even know what's gotten into!? You've never act liked this before?" He shouted. "Going out, partying with criminals! Doing drugs! Racing! Breaking into parties! And best part, listening to Daxter!"

"Never acted l…like what? Like you?" I asked. "Going on an adventure, enjoying the life while pissing off people and fucking every living thing I see. Ops, scratch the last part, I don't fuck everything I see!"

"Again, what are you going on about!"

"You and Ryan!" I shouted. "I can look pass the kiss you shared with Ashelin but fucking Ryan!? Are you serious?! She poisoned us, and your first reaction is to put your dick in it!? I hope you see Krew's face when you have sex!"

"Keira, for the love of god, stop!" Daxter shouted before covering his ears.

"Keira I'm a virgin." Jak chuckled at me before his face turned serious. "I DIDN'T PUT MY DICK IN ANYTHING!"

"Lair!" I shouted back. "I saw you headfirst between her legs earlier today on the road! Ashelin was with me!"

"I wasn't doing anything sexual!" Jak shouted. "Daxter was in car! Tell her!"

"He really couldn't, in order to perform oral to a female in a car, They would have had to be in the back seat with her legs spread apart. The position he was in, no pleasure towards the female at all." Daxt…what?

"How do you know all that?" I ask.

"Uh, I have a partner. She's very adventures." Daxter chuckled. I found myself gaging at the thought of him and Tess doing…that!

"I feel like vomiting, do you feel like vomiting?" Jak whispered.

"Yep." I muttered before letting out a burb.

"Besides, I was in the car when it happened. Ryan dropped her earring and Jak went to go get it. His goggles got stuck around the steering wheel. There wasn't anything sexual." Daxter explained.

"So they didn't fuck?" I asked.

"NO!" Both Jak and Daxter shouted at me.

"Did you really go on this entire stupid run because of what you saw?" Jak asked me…oh my god. I might have let a small misunderstand just cost me my entire life.

"I think I did." I muttered.

"You're an idiot." He tells me.

"Well Excuse me, but I have been pretty stressed since we got here! And I am not talking about Kras City!" I yelled. "Every fucking day, I am either fixing a car, fixing a machine, cooking, cleaning, making guns and/or fighting for my life. Either from metal heads, thugs, criminals, Ashelin on her period, you in the middle of the night when you go Dark mode, or Daxter when he has a nightmare!"

"That's was once!" Daxter shouted.

"So yes, I am so sorry! That I decided to let loose and have some fucking fun in this cursive world! I might have let something gotten out of hand, but everything was all in good fun!" I explained, but now that I thing about it, I haven't really done that much! "Also, were in this situation because Daxter witness Cutters death! And he won't tell anyone who did it."

"I didn't witness any death, I just saw the body!" He shouted at me, now I am starting to feel frustrated!

"Why didn't you say that at the bar!?"

"Slipped my mind…" Daxter muttered.

"Daxter, if I had a shoe, I would throw it at you." I growled at the furball.

"If I was out this cage, I'd spank you both." Jak tells us.

"Ugh, you sound like my father!"

"Well maybe he might have been right. Maybe a woman's place is in the garage fixing cars!"

I can't believe he said that to me. I cannot believe he said those stupid words to me! Knowing my feelings about it!

"I'm alone, Jak." I started in a low and calm voice, but not low enough that he couldn't hear me. "I'm in a world where I don't understand anything, people are weird and mean, and what's worse is that the only other two people I can talk to are constantly gone! Did you ever think of Daxter or I when you went out on adventure after adventure!? Did you ever think to ask how we are doing!?"

Silence.

"Of course not, you're the hero! Everyone looks up to you and expects great things. Meanwhile I'm stuck in a box suffocating because no one ever listens to me, everyone just orders me around and I am sick of it…"

"Keira…"

"You keep talking about your time in prison, and I know it was hard. But how do you think I survive when I came to heaven city? I had to do things I wasn't proud of. I kept looking and looking, and I was all alone. And when you guys find me…you don't even ask how I was…you just wanted to use me to get to the Baron. And then when you came back during the war, you didn't waste no time trying to fix the problem, not once seeing if I was okay. But I get it, I am not important."

"That's not true!" He shouted back at me.

"It is true, and you know what!? I think it was the kick I need to say these next words! When all of this is over, I want nothing to do with you."

"What are you saying?" He asked me.

"Before you came to my garage, I was professional! Building vehicles and machinery that was help up on pedestals! Now that your back in my life, I feel that everyone is putting me in the back corner, and I don't like it. I stuck around because we were friends and I lo…cared for you deeply. But, I am done! You've moved on and I need to get back to my life."

"I have never moved on…" He muttered.

"Your lying." I responded. He extend his hand to my face and cups in his hand. His hand was warm, and it smelled like daises.

"When I was in that cell, my mind would wander back home a lot. I would replay memories of us racing, playing and dancing together. Every injection session, I would play those memories over and over again…till one day I forgot your face. I forgot everyone's faces and features…I forgot what our home looked like. I forgot the colors that I saw everyday growing up. One day, it was all gone, I couldn't remember home nor the people that lived in it. All I could think about was you and Samos and Daxter till you were just faceless figures in a dark room. Then one day, I forgot your name. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to die because I couldn't remember who you were, and I think a part of me did die."

"Jak, I…"

"I'm sorry you felt alone. Your right, I should have helped, I should have stayed more and talked to you, but instead I did other things to ignore the pain." He continues, I felt bad yelling at him.

"Jak…"

"Sometimes I have thoughts of ending myself…and I am not proud of it." He muttered. "But then I think, how would you and Daxter survive? How would the world survive without me."

"I don't think I could, to be honest." I said as I held his hand. I felt a sudden warm in my stomach, a tingly sensation when I was always around him, with his arm wrapped around my waist, I miss those days.

"HEY! LOVE BIRDS!" A thug shouted at us, I have completely forgotten that we were in a criminal warehouse. Separating from Jak, I cross my arms and begin to glare at the thug that was approaching my cell. He was tall and muscle and to be fair, he was scary! But, he smelled like armpit and smoking, so I had this feel that he was physically weak.

"Your coming with me." He joked as he grabbed my elbow and began to drag me out the cell. Daxter had his cage lift and taken out the room. If your wonder where Jak is, he is currently screaming his head off, trying to get out of the cage as other Thugs told him all the horrible things they were going to do to me. Didn't help that there was an actual toilet and shower in the corner of the room!

Personally, I always found it weird to raping someone's wife or daughter was so painful to the man? I mean, I am the one that got hurt, but your ego is more important than the safety of my body? Please! Oh, wait a minute…

"Keira! Whatever happens! Remember who you are!" Daxter shouted as he was placed on to a table. The two of us were taking into a small room with blood stains on the wall and…ceiling? Wait, what exactly got blood up there?

"I'm not going to ask you again…" The thug started as he glared at Daxter. Two men in black sat me down on at a table across from Daxter. Both of their hands holding me down to keep me from moving. "Who killed Cutter?"

"I don't know! Truth to god, I don't know! It was a monster with horns and purple-grey skin!" Daxter shouted, as he did, I began to remove my gloves.

"So you saying a random animal just got in and killed one of our friends and was able to sneak out without being seen?" The thug asked, which in turn was a good question.

"Why not? Weren't the camera's out that day?" Daxter asked, trying to back up his point.

"And how did you know that?" The thug asked yet again.

"Because my team mates are cops working on the case! They told me everything!" Daxter explained, my god if he had said this earlier!

The room became silent for a few minutes. The thugs in the room kept eyeing each other, sending silent messages to one another. I didn't like it one bit, in fact I was getting red alarms go off in the back of my head.

"You know what, I believe you." The thug spoke, he then turns and looks at me. "You think he's telling the truth."

"Pretty sure." I said in a calm voice. The large male stood up tall and looked over to his pals. In a split second I found my face being rammed into the metal table while the edge of my dress was being tugged at.

(Narrative POV)

"WAIT A MINUTE! I TOLD YOU THE TRUTH! LET HER GO!" Daxter shouted from the cage, moving it back and forth, trying to escape through the metal bars as the males begin to undo tha back of her dress.

"Well, I thought about it…" The large male started. "But, I think the boys had a rough night and think we should take out on someone. And since your too small, she's be perfect."

"YOU MONSTER! YOU DIRTY-GOOD FOR NOTHING MONSTER!" Daxter screamed on the top of his lung. His anger was pointed to the man laughing at him, that he didn't even nothing Keira's body beginning to tremble violently.

"YOUR MOTHER SHOULD HAVE ABORTED YOU! THEN MAYBE WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO SEE YOUR UGLY FACE!" He screamed, and with that last shout of words, a bright pink light shined in the room. Blinding the thugs and pushing Daxter cage to the ground. Seconds later, the small male begins to hears screams of horror as the smell of blood begins to fill the room. Once the noise had stopped, his cage was lifted from the ground by a three claw-fingers. Being set onto the table, the unknown hand opens the door. Allowing Daxter to see his rescuer.

"Oh my god! Jak I thought we were-KEIRA!?"

He shouted as his eyes locked with the pitch black orbs with bright yellow iris staring back at him. Hair semi-curly blue hair was now pitch white and her skin was darkish-grey. She appeared taller and her body mass was a bit bigger, especially her curves, but she didn't seem as violent as Jak would be. She was staring at Daxter very calmly before leaning down and smiling at him. Her smile was the worst part, large razor-sharp teeth that extended to her the points of her ears. Blood was seeping past the black lines of her bottom teeth, along with pieces of skin sticking out…