Hi! I just wanna say I'm sorry I havn't been writing for weeks. I had a few problems. You know, the works : parents, school, relationships, that sorta stuff. I missed doing this though! I will try to make this one longer. When I checked my mail and I saw no reviews, I was ad. I felt really bad too. But I'm back and waitin for the new Jak game to come out. I hope you're as excited as me. I'm gonna find out when it comes out so I can get one before anyone else. Wal-mart! Save me save me! Heh heh, anyway I did look at the past reviews and hope you guys aren't mad……. I took your constructive criticism and I will use it well! I'm happy to be back, glad I got the internet working and let the story begin……now!

Being back at the Naughty Ottsel was a relief. I thought I might die. Jak and I went to the metalhead front and took down the, whatever that stuff was called. And just as I thought he destroyed the big one up front Jak had gained another dark power. It was rather scary. At the moment I had realized something. When I played the game and unlocked the commentary secret I went to this scene and remembered when the animator said he accidently forgot to put Daxter in for a second. When I looked for him, I saw him hiding behind a rather large root. I guess things in this dimension were designed more superior. Soon after a few more missions we found Tess. We got along really well. In fact, she gave me an upgrade to my gun. Originally it was based as a machine gun. The upgrade she gave me provided better size in ammo and gave more power. I also got it for free, when Jak had to go through the gun course. She had led me up to a window to watch him. It was rather funny. Because each time Jak stood on a narrow metal opening, a target would come up from beneath him and cause him to stumble. In fact, Tess had made him start over because she said he wasn't aware enough to protect 'her little baby'. The look on Jak's face was priceless. He had cocked an eyebrow and his mouth came open. He looked like he was on dope. I had laughed so hard, he dragged me in with him. I had to admit he was a little better than me, even though he trained me. 'I learn from the best' I had teased. But that was when the embarrassing subject came up. I had walked out the training metal doors and Tess congratulated us. She looked at the both of us and had asked Jak about my age. My face became red. But his was more of a magenta face mask. This issue hadn't come up between us, yet. I really didn't think it as anybody's business, but I couldn't get mad at her. I needed all the friends I could get here. If something bad were to happen, I would plenty of people by my side. Ashelin was who I was mainly worried about. Jak had stumbled across the words but he had came up with, "It's not against the law, and she needed my help anyway.". I felt relieved but very embarrassed.

We walked to the bar and sat down. Torn was about to say something when the communicator began to speak. It was Sig. He obviously wanted to know if Jak would come over to the Wasteland to find the eco crystal in the old Taverns. I fiddled with the cotton lining on my vest and said to Jak,

"Let's go".

He looked at me rather strangly for some reason and nodded. Daxter jumped up and punched to air,

"Ya! We'll get that eco crystal even if….Jak's life depends on it!", he exclaimed. I laughed, as Jak cocked his eyebrow and bared a few teeth at the side of his mouth. His eyes had a 'ha-ha very funny' look in them. I grabbed my gun off the bar and put it in my lap. It was black and had a few red trimmings on in.

"Well I guess we'd better go" Jak looked at Torn," You think you'll be ok without us for awhile?"

"I guess I could get a few soldiers to do the jobs", he said and smiled,"Good luck you two"

Daxter yelled," Hey, hey, hey!".

"And furball", he had a smug look on his face.

Daxter sighed and climbed on Jak's shoulder.

We walked out of the club and breathed in the salty air. The sky glowed of pink, orange, and blue. My favorite time of the day. I looked up at Jak,

"When's winter?"

"Winter?", he repeated. I smiled and shook my head,

"Oh nothing". There must've been no seasons here. The air was so perfect and warm. The sight of soldiers walking back and forth gave anyone bad thoughts though. But the thing that broke my heart was when people laid eyes on Jak, they would swiftly walk passed him. Although, I think Jak had an arrogant sense of leadership that also sorta pushed them away. Another funny thing was, everytime I walked by a Freedom League soldier they would stare and finally nod to me. They probably wondered about my age. So I crossed my arms with a feeling of pride. I knew there would probably be a few men that would find this strange and a bit raging. But they would have to face Torn if that was the case. I was a soldier and there was nothing they could do about it. We reached the blue ship that brought us to the wasteland and the city. Right when we came close to it, the door lowered to let us in. I slowly stepped on and took a seat as the vehicle lifted off.

We made it in the sandy, deserty area. Sand flowed around me as I shielded my eyes against the sun. The jets calmed down as we made our way away from it. We walked into the car yard and looked around. Jak suggested we use the Tough Puppy since we weren't going to fight in anything except Sig's vehicle. Jak started the engine as I sat on the edge, holding onto the over-bar. He revved the motor and rolled to the gate. The doors slowly cracked and made their way away from each other. Jak drummed his fingers on the steering-wheel. He looked rather angry. It actually kinda scared me a bit the way his eyes always had that blazing look with just a little bit of dissapointment. Before I could ask him what was wrong he had already pounded his foot on the gas. I lowered my goggles and attempted to stay in the car. I looked back at him and yelled as loud as I could before the Marauders made it to us

"What's wrong!" He didn't answer. I put on a hurt look as he lowered his own goggles and put his scarf around his face. I looked ahead of us, with sadness creeping through me.

Well it might've been a bit dramatic, but oh well. And I' sorry, it's probably not big enough either……nah, I don't care…