DR: Woo-hoo! Chapter ten! I was going to write another story to go along with this one, but it involved me bringing Jessi into the game as well, and I didn't want to be accused of stealing JaksGirlKenya's story idea. So I'm not going to write it unless I get permission from one of my fav writers of Jak related stories. And to answer a few questions:

I'm not going to make anything happen between Jak and Raye because Jak hasn't met back up with Keira yet. I will, however, inform you that there will be a small (how to put this?) argument, I guess, between the two girls. And I have it all planned out when the Raye/Torn thing will happen, but it isn't for a bit, so bear with me here.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Naughty Dog, Jak 2, etc. But I will, as soon as my army of gerbil commandos is prepared for attack. But that may take a while, so I will just have to be satisfied with this story for the time being.

Chap. 10

After the Sewer Mission

I was silent as Jak and I rode the elevator out of the sewer. I had trouble with this mission in the game, but in real life, it just sucked. One of us, i.e. Jak, had to distract the turrets while the other, i.e. me, shot the gun down. That plan failed numerous times, though, because half the time the gun targeted me instead of Jak. And I had the wound to prove it. My shoulder had been shredded from the bullets. Jak on the other hand, had numerous small cuts but nothing serious. So he was perfectly fine while my shoulder was throbbing and sore as hell.

"Raye? Are you alright?" Jak put his hand on my good shoulder. I jerked my shoulder away at his touch, like he had burned me. He got a slightly hurt look before putting his hand back at his side. I was a little pissed off at the moment, from the bullet wound.

I bit my lip, "Sorry. I just..." I trailed off, trying to decide what to say.

"Hey, didn't the floating lard tub say something about weapon upgrades?" Daxter asked, changing the subject right on time.

"Yes, I believe he did. I say we go get our new 'toys'." Jak grinned at me. I nodded and started towards the saloon.

"Race ya'!" I yelled, taking off at top speed. Jak let out a cry of protest that I was cheating before I heard his footsteps coming up behind me. In a few seconds he was in front of me and I was looking at his back. I growled at him and sped up, overtaking him inch by inch.

"That... was not... fair. I... am injured." I panted while Jak gloated his victory. He had beaten me to the Hip Hog Saloon by almost a minute.

"That was for beating me in the gun course." He laughed, walking inside. I glared at him and followed him inside, hitting him as Krew sniffed the air.

"What is that horrible smell!" Krew asked to nobody in-particular. I doubt he even knew we were there until Daxter opened his loud mouth once again. Where was the ductape when it was needed most?

"Oohh, great, we do YOUR dirty work in the Sewers and come back smelling worse than a wet hip hog in a warm barn!" Dax leaned closer to Jak's ear, "This could have a serious impact on the lady factor!" He whispered into Jak's ear, which earned him an eye roll from both of us and a light whap from me.

"No, uh, I think it was my lunch, actually." Jak and I moved away from Krew a little bit. "I guess your looking for those weapon upgrades, mmm?"

"Yes, actually, we were." I said cooly.

"Hmph. Well, there's a couple blaster mods stashed in some crates in the Port. Find them, and they're yours..." Krew laughed, floating back up to the ceiling. I glared at him and walked out the door.

"Well, he was a lot of help. Those mods could be anywhere in the Port!" Daxter yelled.

I smirked. "I think I know where they are." I said, starting towards the Gun Course. Jak gave me an odd look. 'Crap.' I thought, 'I can't make Jak more suspicious about me. He's already curious enough about the things the Oracle said, I can't increase it.'

"How do you know for sure where the mods are?"

I shrugged, "Well, I mean, the most obvious place for someone like Krew to stash a couple gun mods would be the Gun Course, right?" I stammered nervously. Jak looked at me strangely again and shrugged.

"That seems reasonable." He said, walking to the gun course. I let out a sigh of relief and followed him quickly, thankful that he didn't question me further.

At the course, I busted open one of the KG crates and pulled out a Blaster mod.. I stuck it onto my morph gun and it immediately reconfigured to the sleeker Blaster mode. This was my weapon of choice, after the Peacemaker. Jak had done his little show-offy gun flip thing and was grinning at Daxter evilly. "This is gonna be useful."

I nodded and shoved the gun so it wasn't pointing at me as the talkbox flew up and Sig's voice came over it. After he gave us "Blaster 101", we walked outside.

I put the gun up before any guards saw it. "Alright, we've got the new guns, all we need is a mission to try them o-" I cut off because the talkbox Torn had given us flew out of Jak's pocket. Torn had really weird timing. I wondered if he planned when to call and give us a mission, or he just picked annoying times at random.

"Jak, you and Raye need to get back to the hideout. I've got a mission for you." Torn barked before the machine shut off.

"What are we! His slaves that are supposed to come at his every beck and call!" Daxter asked after the talk box flew back into Jak's pouch.

"Oh, come on, Dax. He's not all that bad." I scolded over my shoulder, walking towards a parked zoomer. Jak and Daxter gave each other a confused look before grinning at each other evilly.

"Hey Dax, did Raye just say that Torn wasn't 'all that bad' ?" Jak asked.

"Why, yes, Jak I think she did."

"And wasn't she complaining earlier about what a jerk he was?"

"Correct again. She did say that he was a jerk who made you two run around doing his dirty work. I wonder what made her change her mind?" Daxter asked with fake curiosity.

I could feel the blood rush to my face, which I guessed was the color of a strawberry. "Shut up, both of you." I muttered, starting the zoomer, "If all you're going to do is tease me, then I'm leaving without you." I said, taking off for the hideout. Jak and Daxter stood there, shocked. I smirked at the looks on their faces before zooming towards the hideout.

I still had the same smirk on my face as I walked through the hideout door. I did eventually stop to let the boys catch up, but they were mad as heck when they did, and they weren't talking to me. That didn't phase me much, though. Actually, not having Daxter talk to me made me extremely content with my decision to ditch them, but it kinda hurt that Jak was ignoring me too. Torn barely glanced up as we walked into the hideout.

He motioned us over. "One of the Baron's mining operations is under attack by Metal Heads."

"That's not OUR problem." Jak told him.

"Yeah, since when does the Underground care if something of the Baron's is going wrong?" I asked.

Torn replied to my question by glaring at me, but he answered Jak, "It IS our problem when the foreman's one of the Underground's best informants! His name is Vin and he's just valuable enough to save. Find the Warp Gate at the Power Station and use it to travel to the Strip Mine so you two can save Vin's pathetic hide."

At this point Daxter jumped on the table, "Hey, Tattooed Wonder, how come we get all the crappy missions!" He yelled.

"Because I... DON'T... LIKE... YOU!" Torn told him, shoving him off the table.

Dax gave him the okay sign, "Fair enough." He jumped back onto Jak's shoulder.

"I'd have to agree with him there." I muttered. Did Torn just smirk after I said that?

"Whatever deal the Baron made with the Metal Heads, the city's eco is almost gone, and his time is running out. If we don't get the kid back on the throne soon, there may not be a city left to defend. Now get moving!" Torn growled.

I sighed and walked out with Jak, "He's in a wonderful mood today."

"Tch. Yeah, right." Jak rolled his eyes.

I sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time that day, "Alright, let's go save Vin. I need to blow up some Metal Heads anyways."

DR: Finally! I got Chapter 10 done! It's over four pages long, go me! Okay, I know I took forever and I'm sorry. I'm not gonna be able to update for another week though because I'm going to Florida for spring break and will be busy doing other things like swimming and getting sand out of my hair after I go to the beach. So I won't be able to update for a week, but I will miss my computer and PS2 dearly. Bye for a week everyone.