A/N - WOOOOOOOOOOW, would you just look at that lot of reviews (points at them, astonished)?!!! Never did I imagine that I would get so many reviews on a single chapter!! o.O But now I have, and I want to thank all of you for giving them (huggles every reviewer hard), it means awfully much to me!!

KrimzonGuard Bites BaronP - Well, you'll have to continue reading, I'm not going to you!! ;)

dfs - Okay, when you say yaoi, how much do you mean? Is it the actually thing about two males together or what?

DarkMistress950 - Well, I did my best and I'm really happy you like the result. Now, Torn is of course going to be mean throughout the fic, that's his personality, but I hope you don't mind if I make him care a little bit, now do you? Thought out - well, yeah, mostly, but there's some things that just pops up as I write.

JakMaster - Thank you very much for the tip, but I'm so sorry, I wasn't able to follow it, as I had already written the next part when you wrote the review. Sorry. I can do another fic, if you like, with Jak/Torn, where I use your tip. How's that??

Star Earo - Well, I did say at the beginning of chapter one that it's going to be JakxTorn, so all slash-less it won't be. But I won't push it too far either, so don't worry!! Please say if it gets to slashy for you!

Hellmouth2 - Wow, you really think so?? Thankies so much!! Now, I hope you won't think less of the next part, or the ones coming after that. Please?

Blaze0017 - Yeah, I know about the grammar things. I just don't bother, usually, with checking my spelling three times, and I don't have any betas, so that's why there's the minor things. But I need to tell you all that English isn't my first language, in fact I've only had it in school since 5th Grade. But thanks for the optimism - hope you'll continue to like it.

Once more, THANK YOU for the wonderful reviews. They made me nervous, though, as to what you were/are going to think of the next bit. I've actually been afraid to post it, and I still am afraid to write the next part, because I do sort of twist Torn a tiny bit. NOT MUCH, don't worry, but just slightly. Oh, please just read it and tell me what you think, okay??

Disclaimer - No, still don't own, and no money is being made. If it comes to that, I spend money on the electricity needed for having this computer running so I can write and post this stuff. So there!!

Warnings - Yeah, it is a JakxTorn pairing, like I've said before, and that means m/m. If you don't like, I suggest you only read the first couple of chapters. :D

Chapter 2 - Searching

"Hmm, bets on that he's somewhere quiet," Daxter answered conversationally. "With lots of trees – he fancies trees a lot, Jak does, never understood why. Off we go, Sleeping Beauty. Better hurry up those feet of yours if you wanna get back before the prince get there." The sidekick grinned and the second-in-command snorted, not sure whether to be slightly amused – just the tiniest bit – or be extremely annoyed. But he started walking anyway, his head bent low as to avoid being recognized by any passers-by.

"You've got ten seconds now to find out exactly where he is or the creatures out here are going to feast on talking rat."

Normally the ottsel would just have answered the threat with one of his insults, but the fact that a gun on Blaster Mode was pointed straight at his chest did put a damper on his thirst for sly comments. He had seen what those babies could do to a full grown elf at close range; he'd even fired a good deal of shots himself with such a gun, while Jak was driving. Not a pretty sight, and that had been an elf. He didn't want to think of what it could do to one his size at a couple of inches from its target.

"I'll find him faster than you can say 'Metal Head on a vegan diet'." With that Daxter was off, his tiny little legs sprinting across the sloppy ground of Dead Town, easily hopping over where it got too muddy.

Torn sank back against a crumbling wall, sighing deeply. They had been looking for hours now, checking the entire forest in the mountains, the glade with the yakows in the city, the racing stadium – Daxter got the notion that since Keira spent a lot of time there it would make very much sense that Jak should be there as well – and now they were in Dead Town, having looked practically everywhere.

It took more than ten seconds, even ten minutes before Daxter returned, though Torn didn't exactly mind that much. When the sidekick finally did return the second-in-command almost couldn't recognize him. The ears were hanging low as was the tail and his whole appearance seemed somewhat despairing. He looked nothing like the cheery fellow that could charm everybody and insult them at the same time.

"What happened to you? Did you find that run-away?" Torn asked as he tried to keep his voice inquiring but not very interested and succeeded.

"Yeah, I found him alright," the ottsel replied. "But it seems like old Jak is having a bit of a hard time. He won't talk to me at all, just keeps staring at something I can't see." Daxter paused, scratching his head as he thought something over. Then his little face brightened suddenly and a sly look appeared on his face. "I know what would help – you could go talk to him."

"Me? You want me to go talk to him?" The ex-KG looked like Daxter had just said he was to take on Kor and the Baron at the same time with a blindfold on. "What is the use that I go talking to him? If he won't talk to you, then he definitely won't talk to me. And I have no desire to play the role of confident for him!!" He crossed his arm over his chest as if to say 'Like no way in hell am I going to do that!'.

The sidekick merely smiled wickedly. "Yes, Tattooed Wonder, I want you to go talk to him. Maybe your gruff attitude will make him talk. Just do it, okay? I don't know about you, but I want to see the Baron thrown out for the Metal Heads to feed on, and our blond friend over there seems to be the only one in this stinking city to have a chance to do so."

When Torn still didn't move Daxter rolled his eyes. "What do I have to do to make you go? Don't tell me that the great second-in-command of the Underground is afraid to go talk with one elf?"

The bait had the desired effect on Torn. With unnecessary force he lifted himself from the ground and started walking. Then he stopped and turned to face the ottsel. "Where is he?"

Daxter couldn't help his snicker. "At Big Green's old hut – isn't it the Sacred Site you call it?"

Torn didn't bother answering him; he just turned and started walking. So the kid had gone to the Sacred Site, had he? The ex-KG frowned as he shot a Metal Head who was alone. Apparently Jak still felt some kind of connection to that place, which really wasn't that much of a surprise, as it was one of the few places that reminded him of his past before the imprisonment. Torn knew this because he had by accident overheard some of the duo's conversations.

But those conversations were how far Torn's knowledge, except from his imprisonment and torturing, about the boy's past. Up to now he hadn't given much thought to the subject. After all Jak was merely another soldier in the group of people Torn regularly sent on missions. True, he was the best of the lot, without a doubt, but still, he was just another one in the crowd. Though his men normally didn't disappear in the middle of the night like this. But then again, they had not been tortured and injected with dark eco for two years, now had they?

Torn halted his steps suddenly. While he had been absorbed in thoughts his feet had carried him to the Sacred Site, and he could see Jak sitting on top of what was left of the hut's roof. He narrowed his eyes as the sun slowly began to rise. "HEY! Jak! Come down from there now! I've got a new mission for you and I want it done as soon as possible."

Now, Torn knew it wasn't the smartest thing to say at the moment, but he didn't really know how else to go about it. He wasn't one to go chatting with people when they were feeling down. In fact, he tried to be as little emotionally attached to anyone as possible. You learned that when you were in the Guard; nobody cared about you and would only hurt you if showed even the tiniest amount of feelings.

When no answer came Torn sighed and slung his gun over his head, so it rested against his back. He then proceeded to climbing the ruins of the hut slowly, careful not to go too fast and cause anything to break off and make him fall.

TBC...

A/N - Hmmm, a bit of a cliffhanger, wasn't it (oh, god, I sound british)?? I seriously do hope that you won't kill me for this bit. Well, in any case, whatever you think of it please let me know through a review, okay? It will be much appreciated and will help me get my ass up and get on with the story.