Okay, to anyone that came here that already read chapter one of Light Amongst Shadows: leave right now. This is chapter one. Keeroshu got me thinking and I have decided that I shall make only one book for The Precursor Legacy. Sorry for wasting your time by you coming here.

As usual, here are the responses to the reviews people so kindly left me, since there might have been a problem with e-mail.

Keeroshu- Thank you for the comment on the finale, although I will probably lose a lot of people who read my story, knocking it down to two :P. I saved the happy ending for Light Amongst Shadows, and trust me, everyone will be happy. Except Gol. And Maia. Cara will be twenty four as you requested and as for the clothes, I was going to give her light blue pants, a green tee shirt and leather straps on the shoulders and below the knees. If that is okay then that will be what you get, but if you desire a more colorful appearance, then don't hesitate to let me know. Here's hoping I pull of the sequel in a semi-decent manner.

Red Mage 04- The next time that you review, remember this. You take valuable time out of your day and life to let me know what you think and provide me with your wisdom. That being said, I am the one thanking you for reviewing, regardless of when you reviewed. I hope that means that you will still be updating regularly on Fridays, since it gives me another reason to look forward to that happy day of the week. Thanks for the compliment on the battle, since I am kind of uneasy as to whether or not I pulled it off correctly. By correctly I mean realistically. I hope sincerely that you received the email, since I sent you that one and another one concerning the Wastelanders and a Precursor device. Hope you enjoy this chapter, even though a lot doesn't really happen. Oh and one question. Is your character indeed named Andrew, or would you like a different name?

Disclaimer- I own nothing of Jak and Daxter, but I am more entitled to this half of the story then they are, since they never did this (glares in Naughty Dog's direction).

Reminiscing

"Jak…" Keira whispered as she looked down at the said elf's prone form. Daxter hovered nearby, not sure whether he should leave and let Keira express herself as she obviously desired or stay here by his friend's side. He continued to pace, not noticing that he was making a small circle as he walked in the same pattern repeatedly.

A low moan emanated from Jak's chest as he tossed and turned on his bed. Daxter ran out of the room to get some more cold water for Keira. As the glass filled up, Daxter wondered how his life had effectively gone right down the toilet. First he and Jak had gone to Misty Island, where he had been mutated into this horrible, useless, pathetic life form. He had then accompanied Jak to the Blue Eco Temple, where he had been no help whatsoever. The Lurker attack on the village, the first battle with Escuro, the ride through Fire Canyon, he had been useless on all of them. He had been of no help in the second Temple, or the battle with Klaww, or on Snowy Mountain Island. He had been worthless in the Spider Caves and on the journey through the Desert Colossus. Then they had gone to Wasteland Metropolis, the Lava Tube, Pampas Islet, and the Gale Canyon, where he had been even more useless than Jak's backpack, since it actually carried things for him. And then at last, at long last, he had managed to help Jak out slightly when he had fought Gol and Maia.

Daxter sighed with the air of one who has had nearly all his will sucked out. Gol and Maia. Although it had only been one month since the showdown with those sick people. Ever since then, they had been pushed back away from Gol's Citadel. At first, they had held their position at The City of The Sky for two weeks, but once the Lurkers had brought the City down to ground level, they had been forced to retreat. From there on, they had been pushed back all the way to Sandover, each time being forced to evacuate quicker than the last time. Daxter knew exactly why they kept losing. While most of the people argued that they lost because all six of the legendary Sages were fighting on Gol's side and leading the Lurkers, he and Keira stated that it was because Jak was unconscious. They had never lost a fight while Jak had been present, but now that he was absent from every fight, he, Keira, and whatever villagers they could rally got their asses handed to them.

Daxter pulled himself back to reality as the cup began to overfill. He shut off the tap and dried his hands before picking the glass up and carrying it back in the room. He nearly fainted when he walked in and saw Keira bending very Jak as though she were about to kiss him. Daxter began to back out of the room, his imagination quickly giving him gruesome images of what Keira would do to him if he interrupted this moment.

Unfortunately, Daxter could not see where he was going, and as a result, crashed into a bedside table. Keira jumped out of shock and looked around for the source of the disturbance. When she saw the orange rodent she growled and flexed her fingers as though she would love nothing better than to put them around Daxter's throat. As she stood up, she saw that for the first time, Daxter was quivering. The quivering itself was not what drew her attention, it was the fact that he was quivering because of her. Keira felt the anger drain out of her body as Daxter closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, as though he was preparing to have massive amounts of pain inflicted upon him. Keira looked behind Daxter and saw the small table he had bumped into. She cringed inwardly as she realized that he was actually trying to leave so as not to disturb her.

"Hey Dax," she said softly. Daxter opened his eyes and looked at her, surprised to still be alive. She held out her hand and he winced as she picked him up. He relaxed when she placed him on her shoulder and walked into the kitchen of Jak's house to get another glass of water.

"You think he'll be all right Dax?" Keira asked, so softly that Daxter had to strain to hear her over the sound on the running water, even though he was only about a foot away from her mouth.

"Of course. You know Jak: impossible to beat. C'mon, he's pulled himself out of stuff that's way worse than a coma," he said confidently, but his posture said otherwise: as Jak had not broken out of his mysterious sleep in a month, hope was rapidly decreasing that he would ever do so.

Keira gazed into space as she shut the tap off. As Daxter looked at her, concerned, she thought of all the trials Jak had faced. Every time, he had been pushed to his limits, and every time he had risen to the challenge. Daxter was right: Jak had pulled himself out of life threatening situations, but this unnatural sleep had her more concerned for him than ever before. He constantly twitched and groaned in his sleep, as though he were in pain.

Keira walked back into Jak's room and noticed that Jak's covers were mangled, as though he had been flailing about in her absence. This proved to be the case, as the powerful Channeler was groping around with his arm as though looking for something while his legs moved as though he were running. As Keira ran to try to calm him down, Jak's actions grew more and more violent. The instant she touched him, however, he became as calm as a newborn Flut-Flut. All of his muscles relaxed as Keira softly stroked his forehead, wishing she could somehow help him. A burst of anger flared up inside her all of a sudden. Every ounce of it was directed at the twisted Sages Gol and Maia Akaron. Why had they become insane and open the Dark Eco Silos? And why did they have the Sages under their control. As Daxter hadn't been able to describe what had happened very well, being in a terror induced delusion, Keira didn't know the details of what had happened after Jak and Daxter had seen the Silos open, but she knew that the Sages had been put under some kind of mind control.

Jak groaned again and clutched at his heart and stomach as though in pain. Keira could relate: she had been oddly ill ever since the Silos had been opened. Everyone complained of a slight stomachache, but Keira and Daxter had become nauseous on several occasions. The old feeling stirred in her stomach, but Keira forced the queasiness away and pressed a towel soaked in cool water against her friend's forehead. Jak's mouth opened and closed as though he were trying to talk, but Keira was unable to figure out what he was saying by reading his lips.

It was odd, floating around in nothingness. Nothingness was the only way to describe the place he had been placed in, Jak thought, although darkness could definitely be used as an effective substitute. The darkness lifted and Jak looked upon a scene which he had been seeing many times lately.
Jak flew forward to continue the battle but a rumbling stopped him. It was odd how he could feel rumbling when he was in the air, but a tremor seemed to be going through the entire planet. Jak turned around just in time to see the Silos open fully. "No," Jak thought as Gol and Maia let out screams of identical laughter.

"I'm sorry Keira," Jak thought. "I have failed…"

Yes, he had revisited that scene many times lately. Jak struggled to move his body, but some force kept him bound as though ropes had him tied down. Even though he could not see, Jak could still sense the world around him. Usually he was surrounded by two great shining lights: Daxter and Keira. They rarely left his side, and while he was grateful for this, since whenever they left him, Jak was alone in the darkness that surrounded him, he felt guilty on another level. He was constantly in battle with the darkness that surrounded him, and although he grew stronger when his friends were near, he could never defeat it. And he knew that it was this darkness that kept him in this Legateeish limbo, this place where he could help neither himself nor others.

Jak struggled to break through the shell of shadows that surrounded his very mind and felt his strength weaken as the two beings of light that were usually so close to him fade away. In his panic, Jak began to flail his body around wildly, as though by losing control he could somehow snap out of the trance he had been placed in. All of a sudden the larger light came back and touched him, and with that simple gesture, Jak felt all of his fear leave him and he relaxed. No longer did the darkness around him threaten to swallow him up: it had become calmer and more sedated with the presence of this luminous being.

As Keira let go of him, Jak once again immediately went into battle with his invisible foe that seemed to attack him from all sides. As he was held down and immobilized once again, another image from his mind rose up, this one just as familiar as the last one…

"RUN JAK!" Daxter screamed as the Dark Eco inside the Silo swirled and bubbled furiously as the last of the metal containing it was removed. A massive tremor seemed to shake the very foundations of Weyard before the clouds that had been churning and causing thunder and lightning to rain down upon the planet parted. Jak and Daxter looked around: this was too eerie. The Silos open and all of a sudden the weather clears up?

The Dark Eco suddenly gushed out of the Silo and shot straight up into the deceptively clear sky. I continued to rise all the way into outer space. Jak waited for something to happen, but it seemed that all Gol had done was remove the majority of Dark Eco from the planet. All of a sudden the sun began to shine. That in itself was not an unusual occurrence, as it was the sun. A small black dot appeared on the surface and began to spread. In a matter of seconds the entire sun was black with a blood red perimeter. As Jak wondered what the implications of this could possibly involve, a sudden wave of nausea swept over him and his body began to fall to the ground, despite his power of Blue Eco. Jak knew that he would have to retreat: to try to defeat Gol now would be suicide. As he flew back to the Citadel, Jak found it was getting harder and harder to keep his body afloat. He looked down at his Blue Eco Box readout and saw with a jolt that he was at one hundred percent capacity. The Dark Eco was overpowering his powers, and his ability to wield Eco was being blocked somehow.

As Jak landed on the Citadel and took the elevator on the top down, his knees shook uncontrollably and he collapsed. He began to Channel Green Eco into his legs in an attempt to give them strength. It worked, but slowly. As Jak got into the chamber that had drained everyone of their Eco and transferred it to the Precursor Robot, Jak saw all six Sages now fully conscious. All of them looked like Jak: sweaty and pale.

"Jak…" Samos rasped as he leaned on his staff for support, "you must get out of here." Jak hung his head in shame as Samos raised his eyes to look upon the ashamed Channeler. How could Jak ever look at Samos again? The man had been like a father to him these past years, and now he had failed the Sage in the biggest way possible.

As though he could read Jak's thoughts, Samos spoke once again. "All is not lost Jak. Though the Silos might be open, there is a way to restore balance. If you can open the Silos again, the Eco will return, but for now, leave this place." Jak nodded and walked over to Samos. With some difficulty he lifted the elderly Sage up and the two of them began to hobble towards the exit. As they reached the doors, an invisible force jerked Samos out of his hands and caused the Sage to go back into Gol's Citadel. Jak spun around and saw Gol himself hovering in midair, holding half a dozen odd devices and grinning triumphantly.

"You will not have the Sages you fool! Samos and the others are now under my control!" the demented Sage proclaimed as he threw five of the devices in his hands at Zeorro, Santar, Alecis, Potentia and Tarea. As each device hit home, the respective Sage's eyes turned a dull purple and they all bowed before Gol. Jak stared in horror as all of the Eco Sages pledged their allegiance to this monster that had twisted everything that Jak held dear. Samos extended his hands and Jak felt as though his entire body was being forced through a very tight rubber tube as he was teleported away. The last image he could recall was Samos having a device attached to his back and bowing to Gol like the others…

Jak struggled harder against his foe, desperate to get away from these terrible visions that plagued him constantly. He could sense Keira drawing nearer to him again and he tried to speak to her, hoping that somehow he could let her know how sorry he was for failing her.
"Keira, I think we should let the doctor see Jak. You might be Samos' daughter, but he would probably know a lot more about this than you." Keira sighed and nodded her head; as much as she hated to admit it, the doctor in Sandover was rather skilled, even if he wasn't a Sage. Margaret had been begging Keira to do the same thing, saying that if Keira let the doctor see Jak, then maybe he would be able to help. Thinking of the Amplifier caused Keira to notice her absence.

"Where is Margaret anyway?" Keira asked. Daxter stared at the female elf in utter disbelief.

"She left about seven hours ago Keira, where have you been?" Keira was taken aback; had she really been watching Jak for seven hours without rest? She looked outside and received another shock: the moon was shining. Keira closed her eyes and looked away from the moon. Before the Silos had been opened, the silver moon had been a source of beauty and mystery for her. Intelligent though she was, whenever Keira looked at the moon, she just flat out refused to believe that it was nothing more than a giant rock rotating around Weyard. Now it was just another reminder of how she had failed to protect the planet. As the moon traveled through the air, its blood red color shone down, giving everything an evil looking appearance.

"We'll call the doctor in the morning Dax," Keira said as she stared out over the horizon. Daxter nodded his head and left her alone to mull over whatever thoughts she was thinking. As he settled into the small bed Hatu had made him, Daxter closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Sleep, however, did not seem to want to find Daxter, and the small rodent spent the night tossing and turning, the queasiness and aching he was feeling preventing him from sleeping. When he walked back in Jak's room, he saw something that he had never expected. Keira was lying next to Jak in his bed. She had curled her arms around him and for the first time in a month, Daxter thought that his friend finally looked content. There was a knock on the door and Daxter closed Jak's bedroom to answer it.

"Hello, is Jak in?" a voice asked.

"Yea but you can't, Lauren?" Daxter asked, surprised to see the female elf back so soon. True, they had been in Sandover for two days, but Daxter hadn't thought that anyone knew short of the group and the doctor.

"I saw some girl named Margaret yesterday and she said she was traveling with a couple of guys and a rat." Daxter glowered at her for this slight jibe, but otherwise ignored the crack at his form.

"Well, you can come in, but Keira's kinda with Jak and…" Daxter trailed off. Lauren turned a deep red as she realized what Daxter was trying to say and began to back out of the door. "No, not like that. She's sleeping with, er. Just come on in and see them, its okay." Lauren raised her eyebrow at this but shrugged it off as Daxter being himself.

As the two of them walked down to Jak's bedroom Lauren looked down at the rodent walking next to her. "So, what's with the weird sun?"

Daxter hiccupped and glared at Lauren. "What makes you think I had anything to do with it?" A triumphant look plastered itself onto her face.

"You just told me, dolt." Daxter snorted at her and silently chided himself for letting her know that they were directly connected to what could only be described as the Apocalypse.

"Keira, wake up!" Daxter shouted as they entered Jak's bedroom. Keira's eyes immediately snapped open and she fell of the bed in shock at seeing one of her best friends standing right in front of her.

"Lauren, hi!" Keira said as she got up. Lauren rolled her eyes at Keira before laughing and the two of them embraced. Daxter let out a whistle, earning himself a couple of death glares. He simply ignored the fact that he was facing death and began commenting on how he would love to see the two girls together.

"So, Keira," Lauren commented lightly as Daxter mumbled something about pretty birds and stars over in the corner, "what's with sleeping beauty over here?"

"We don't know. Ever since the whole Silo thing, he's been unconscious."

"'Silo thing'?"

Keira sighed and began to tell Lauren everything: Fire Canyon, Rock Village, the dirigible, Mountain Pass, Volcanic Village, Snowy Mountain Island, Desert Colossus, Lava Tube, Wasteland Metropolis, Oceanus, Pampas Islet, and The City of The Sky. As she continued to tell the story, Lauren's eyes became wider and wider.

"So that explains the weird sun and moon we've had lately." Keira nodded sadly. "Is… is there any way to reverse it?"

"I… I just don't know. Maybe, but Dad's the only one that would know."

"So, how do we go around rescuing him?"

"'We?'"

"Yup, we. I'm gonna come with you guys this time, and nothing you can say will make me stay here." Keira opened her mouth to argue but closed it as another knock on the door sounded.

"Come in," she shouted. An elf walked in and set a bag down on the floor.

"So, vere ist ze patient?" he asked with a powerful accent.

"He's, uh, right here," Keira said as she pointed to the prone elf. The doctor immediately rushed over and began inspecting Jak. Keira paced back and forth as the doctor gave Jak a look over. Eventually the doctor stopped his examination and looked at Keira.

"Zis ist bad. Very very bad."

"What is it?" Keira asked, fear clutching at her heart.

"Zeese odd phenomenon ist affecting his body and he ist in a coma. I cannot say ven he vill break out of it, but," the doctor paused.

"But what?" Keira asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

"He vill die if he does not come out of zis coma in three veeks." Keira gulped as she looked at Jak.

"How could he die when he looks so peaceful?" she wondered. "Is there anything we can do to help bring him out of it?" she asked desperately.

"Maybe. It ist said zat people are in comas can hear ozers talk to zem. It ist only a suggeschion zat you should try to talk to him. It might snap im out ov it."

"Okay. Thank you ," Keira mumbled as she led the doctor out of the house.

"So, do you think we should talk to him?" Lauren asked as Keira came back. Keira didn't respond at first, being too busy staring at the object of her infatuation.

"Hey, Keira. Are we gonna talk to Jak?" Daxter shouted, which finally seemed to get through to her.

"Yea, later, yea," she said softly. Lauren and Daxter looked at her oddly but otherwise ignored the way her eyes flashed in pain as she looked at Jak.

"Okay, I'm gonna go find Margaret and er, the other guy and figure out a way out of this mess." Keira glared at Daxter for mentioning Hatu and Lauren immediately turned to her as the small animal left.

"What other guy? You're not seeing anyone are you?"

"Of course not. You know I would never give up on Jak."

"Ooooooooooh, speaking of which, how are the two of you?"

"Horrible. We've been together alone more times than I care to count, and every fricking time, we get interrupted. I mean, can't me and Jak have five minutes alone together without some kind of Legateeish catastrophe occurring?" Keira began before exploding completely.

"Relax Keir, sheesh. You're the last one I would have thought would blown a gasket." Keira shot her friend a look before taking a deep breath and sitting down.

"Your right. I guess one day I'll kiss Jak."

"Sure you will. The time will come when it does. Now, who's this other guys," Lauren asked, noticing how her friend's posture immediately went from being exhausted to fully alert and nervous.

"He's, er. Well, uh. Now, don't jump to conclusions and let me tell you everything before you say anything okay?" Lauren nodded, but she didn't see the reason for Keira telling her not to talk: she trusted her friend's judgment. "His name is Hatu." Lauren nodded, silently instructing Keira to go on. "He's… a Lurker." Keira mumbled the last part, but to no avail: Lauren heard.

"HE'S A WHAT?" she shrieked, no doubt rousing some small animals that had been hoping to sleep in that day.

"Let me finish telli-" Keira tried to say but was cut off.

"Why are you traveling with a Lurker?" Lauren shouted again.

"It's a long story. It begins with another named Wartstal. Jak got captured by Lurkers on Snowy Mountain Island, and he was taken to their fortress. A Lurker saved him and began traveling with us. Hatu was his half brother; half Lurker, half elfin. During our assault on Gol's Citadel, Wartstal did some weird technique where he fused his and Hatu's bodies together. Hatu has never betrayed us once and I don't think he will do so now. He saved my life last week and nearly got himself killed in the process." Keira finished defiantly.

Lauren was more that a mite stunned at this rather unexpected outburst. "So, you… trust him?" Keira looked at Lauren, her eyes burning with a mixture of passion and anger.

"With my life," she stated simply. This seemed to be good enough for Lauren, who settled back down before jumping up and running out of the house, telling Keira she would be back in a few minutes with Kristen. Keira sighed, not looking forward at all at the prospect of having to re-explain everything again.

When the two girls came back in, Keira offered a weak smile at them. Kristen and Lauren returned the gesture as they sat down.

"So, I guess you wanna know where I've been for the past five months huh?" Keira said as she wearily smiled once again.

"Nope," Kristen said with a grin, "Lauren filled me in. I still find it hard to believe that there's a decent Lurker out there."

"I know how you feel. That's what I thought at first, but he's grown on me."

"So… how's Mike and Bryan?" Keira asked, eager to be filled in on the local gossip and to get the topic off of her for a while.

"Well, me and Bryan are talking about moving in together, since we both have jobs and I need to move out of my house soon," Lauren said as she picked at her fingernails.

"Me and Mike are thinking about that too. Why doesn't Jak move in with you: his uncle is never here?" Kristen commented.

"I asked Dad, but he said 'under no circumstances will that boy come live here and have unlimited time with my daughter!' The next day he had to call Jak over to repair the roof," Keira said with a giggle. Jak suddenly moaned and began to move around sporadically. Keira rushed over to him and cradled his face in her lap and Jak immediately calmed down. Keira sighed as she looked down at the powerful Channeler and then looked over at her friends, who were giggling again.

"What?" Keira asked in an almost defensive tone. Her two friends smirked at each other deviously.

"Well, I think we just discovered the cure for Jak." Lauren said.

"What is it?" Keira asked frantically, praying that her friends weren't pulling her leg.

"You," the two of them said simultaneously.

"What?" Keira asked, puzzled.

"You saw the way he calmed down as you touched him," Lauren stated.

"Maybe of you give him a good kiss he'll wake up," Kristen said slyly, causing Keira's face to do a sudden impersonation of a tomato.

"That's ridiculous," Keira said as she concentrated on getting her face back to its normal cream color rather than the deep shade of crimson that it was at the moment.

"Well it's obvious isn't it? We just have to battle our way back up to the Citadel," Margaret said, as if doing so would be just as easy as going to the market and picking up half a gallon of milk.

"Oh yea that sounds real easy. There's just the minor matter of battling the Lurker Army, Six Sages, and freeing eleven areas from Gol's grip!" Daxter screamed, becoming nearly hysterical.

"Daxter's right Margaret," Hatu stated.

"For once," Margaret muttered.

"Yeah so, HEY!" Daxter shouted as Hatu and Margaret laughed. He sat down and muttered a few threats that he claimed would show the two of them who was the boss.

"Seriously, this is going to be difficult, doubly so with Benedict still being on Gol's side."

"Your right," Margaret said, her eyes becoming depressed as she remembered the last time she had seen her brother. He seemed less human than ever, with a Precursor artifact sealing up the hole she had punched in his chest. Now he could become invisible with the artifact's aid, making him more powerful and deadlier than ever before.

"What's that?" Keira asked as screaming and yelling drew closer to the hut.

"Dunno," Lauren said as she went outside to take a look. Keira and Kristen shared a puzzled look for a second before Lauren came rushing back in, her hair disheveled.

"Lurkers!" she gasped.

"What?" Keira and Kristen asked at the same time.

"Lurkers have been spotted near the Fire Canyon," Lauren exclaimed.

"Let's go," Kristen said as she and Lauren rushed to get some equipment to use against the Lurkers.

"I'll be there in a second," Keira called after them. As her two friends left, Keira turned around and looked imploringly at Jak.

"Come back soon Jak," she whispered, hoping he could somehow hear her. "We need you…"

So, that's what happened. Or at least, what I think would happen if the Dark Eco Silos were ever opened. Please review, and for those who don't I am sorry that I have wasted your time. One request. If you do send a review, please tell me if I should stop right here and avoid embarrassing myself further by destroying any semblance of whatever plot I might have managed to create last time. And I apologize for the stupid, sappy, pathetic excuse I give for romance.
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