Caden had been fighting off Metal Heads. She was far east of the Naughty Ottsel, where more KG Robots were, but a number of Metal Head swarms were as well. She heard things flying overhead and saw Torn, on a feeble ship, being followed by missiles. Caden ran to the edge of the sidewalk before Jak winged overhead. He followed closely, covering Torn from attacks. They flew around the harbor, trying to shake the missiles and enemies. She occasionally would turn her attention back to the fighting and kill a few Metal Heads or a Krimson Death bot and go back to watching Torn and Jak.

As they entered the Metal Head's sector, Caden felt a sudden burning pain on the back of her left shoulder. Falling to one knee, she could hear a KG robot approach. Waiting until it got close enough, Caden then turned and fired at it, destroying it within moments.

Her shoulder burned as she ran back fully into the fight. The young warrior ran around and destroyed plenty before she was dismissed. Nodded her thanks, Caden ran back to the Naughty Ottsel. Dodging fights between the rebels and enemies, KG robots and Metal Heads. She rounded around the bend that jutted out before the club.

Running hard, she turned the two corners and headed down the straightaway. Caden heard some commotion behind her and stopped to see if she could help. Turning, she found herself face to face with a KG robot. The girl had no time to react before it fired square at her.

Caden felt horrible pain in her chest as she was sent flying backwards a few feet. Landing hard, the last thing she could hear was the rebels retaliating on the KG robot.

Caden was surrounded by over comforting darkness and warmth. She floated around, motionless as something carried her. She felt weightless, but also a slight tugging from somewhere. Something pulled at her, taking her away from her safety. Caden was about to pull back when something flickered in front of her. Carefully, she moved her heard around, 'What was that?' she thought, but it happened again.

It was a longer time and she saw Torn. Caden was back in the Naught Ottsel and Torn was standing over her. She could faintly hear him call her name. The darkness and warmth were inviting, but she knew that she couldn't be there, not with a strong pull on her.

Caden carefully and slowly opened her eyes, moaning in protest as the light hurt. She could hear Torn comforting he and urging her to wake up. Caden had to blink a few times before she could get adjusted.

"Caden?" Torn asked, "Caden, answer me."

"I'm here." Caden said, blinking a few more times and turning her head slightly, "I hurt."

"I bet. You took a shot on the shoulder and the chest. You've been out cold for a bit." Torn explained.

"You guys okay? Saw a little…hot shot action." Caden said, breathlessly.

"Relax, Caden. You're not well enough to talk. Yes, we're all fine."

"Feel really weak." Caden told Torn, this meant that he could still lose her.

He had no idea what to do. Torn never had to deal with this. Caden could read him and saw his distress over her. She didn't know how much longer would have been able to last. Her screamed out all the pain, but it felt like two forces were pulling on her.

Torn didn't know what to do so he talked about what had been going on around Haven City. He told her of his mission and how Jak was doing.

"Blowing the nest to hell. That should slow them down." Torn finished and smiled. Despite how much of a badass he liked to be, he was fond of Jak, Caden, and even Daxter, even though the rat could get on his nerves.

Caden lightly laughing brought his attention back, "I bet Daxter…will be gloating…all the way…" She said, talking breathes as she talked, "Dark Markers…attacked Spargus. They won…but Daxter…was going on. Then he fell…and landed face…first into the sand."

Torn chuckled, "I would like to have seen that. Caden relax. You just need to rest so you can heal." He knew that she was just lucky to be alive. She was weakened and her body had taken a hard hit. Torn had contacted Ashelin, who said if she lasted the night, she would have a better chance to live. Jak had some by before going after Errol.

Caden had been slowly fading until early morning. Ashelin said there was only a slight chance at her living, but he wasn't sure. Caden was now looking better, her breathing had evened out and she was wrapped up tight.

"So, where is…Jak now?" Caden asked.

"Going after Errol. He caught a lead somewhere and is heading to the destroyed part of the city, up north." Torn answered, "You feelin' better?"

"A little. Just feel weak." She admitted. Torn nodded and smiled. He then went back to ordering troops around.

Unknown to Torn, Caden had lied. She did feel weak, but she could feel herself fading. Caden was in intense pain and covered her pain up when Torn would look at her.

For a while it was like that, her trying to get through the pain. Then nothing…she felt nothing. It was her time and she died silently. Torn was busy and never noticed until word got to him about Damas' death. He turned to tell Caden that bad news and then saw her form.

"Caden, Damas is…Caden?" Torn rushed to her side, "No…" Torn knew she was long gone. The color was gone from her body; she lips were tinted light purple and blue. She had died long before Damas had.

Torn found a blanket and pulled her over her still form. He then called Ashelin and told her of Caden and Damas' death. She understood and said that she would arrive at the Naughty Ottsel shortly. Torn waited in silence until Ashelin showed up, but before they could move Caden's body, it dissolved into eco and dust.

Torn removed the eco as Ashelin gathered Caden's remains. She told Torn of Jak's victory against Errol. Torn kissed Ashelin relieved that the huge war was over. She returned the kiss before leaving for the Wastelands.

Jak and Daxter celebrated their victory before Ashelin showed up. She congratulated them before telling them the bad news, "Sorry to ruin this good occasion, but she didn't make it…" Ashelin said, handing Jak a box. Jak looked it over and let the contents out, allowing the dust to whirl around in the air.

Unbeknownst to all of them, two pairs of eyes watched them. A pair of blue and a pair of pale blue eyes looked over what was going on.

"You can rest now. Your son will do well." The pale eyes looked over to the other set. Her small formed dwarfed by the owner of the blue eyes.

"I can see that. So, both of us could rest now, Caden."

"Yes, Damas. Mar will be fine…"