Ok yeah... FLUFF. A LOT OF FLUFF in this chapter. lol

I found myself near a dark alley. I quickly stopped, hearing something coming from down the alley. The sound was a large door sliding open, and something walking out. It sounded like a giant KG bot, but I couldn't tell. Slowly, I took out my Reflex Blaster Gun, and held it out, ready to attack anything in there.

"Who's there?" I stated with no fear in my voice. The only thing I heard was the sounds of the thing moving back there. It was something robotic, I can tell you that much. Slowly, I walked into the alley, and once I saw a part of metal, I pulled the trigger but missed by an inch, which startled whatever it was.

"HEY." He barked.

I stopped, stunned that it was a person. He looked at me, about as stunned as I was, even though I couldn't see him. "Laona?" He said quietly. I blinked, "How do you know my name?" I put my weapon down.

That voice sounds familiar... Could it be? No. Can't be.

The man didn't take his eyes off me one second. After a few moments, he sighed and looked down, "Don't be oh so suprized at what you're about to see."

The man walked into the moonlight. It was Erol. His whole entire body was robotic, except for his left hand and mostly half of his face and hair. I stared at him in dis-belief. I took one step closer keeping my eyes on him. Then another step. Once I got close enough to him, I placed my hand on his existing cheek. My eyes watered up.

"Erol. What happened? How'd you..." I whispered, and couldn't say no more.

He frowned, and with his natural hand, he gently pulled me closer and squatted a foot or so. "Dark eco has many alterations. Each exposure varies from person to person." He said quietly. "I missed you." I admitted, hugging his cold robotic torso. I didn't care that he was made out of mostly precursor technology. It was the man trapped in that strange new body I was hugging.

A tear drove down my face as I looked at him again at a close range. His biological hand on my cheek made my head close to his. "Don't cry. I live. That's all what matters." He said lowly, causing his techno voice even more robotic sounding. At one point or another, I couldn't recadnize his voice. I sighed, and put my hand on his robotic side of his face.

It was cool, smooth, and a little flexible due to the fact they were playing as artificial muscles. I closed my eyes. "Why'd you do have to have that harsh accident." I whispered. He knew what I was talking about. It was when he was racing against Jak on the final championship race, when the precursor stone was in jeopardy. "I was foolish. That's why. When I'm just furious, I don't think clearly."

That's obvious.

He said quietly, almost a faint whisper. I sighed, and put my forehead on his, biological flesh. He squatted a few inches lower to where we were about level. Erol closed his eyes, and gave me a light kiss. I pulled him closer, just a little. I kissed him, stringing my fingers through his hair.

"...Commander, your flight is ready." Someone said from behind us. He broke the kiss as he looked up, glaring at whoever was there. It was a Krimson Guard. I turned away, facing Erol again. He closed his eyes, and turned his head down, facing the wall.

"I have to go." He said, standing up tall to his 7 foot stand. I looked up to him, with an innocent pleading expression. He looked down at me, and frowned. The Krimson Guard started walking off. He squatted down again, so we could be level. He whispered close to me, "Laona. Don't ever bring up ever that we've met. Tell no one." Those words were shattering. A tear escaped from my eyes and I gave him a long deep kiss. He drew away quickly.

"I'm off to new ideas, big ones."

"Like what?" I asked quietly.

He frowned, and looked blankly at the wall beside him. "If I told you, you wouldn't approve of it. If I know you as much as I do, believe me. You don't want to know." He grumbled. I raised my eyebrow, crossing my arms looking into his eyes as he opened them up again. Erol sighed, and slouched down again, whispering in my ear, "Lets just say, the world is coming to an end." I blinked, and bobbed my head down.

I woke up with a small sweat, sitting myself up staring blankly into darkness. What I had drempt was something that had actually happened, a little before the war broke out on the second attack of the Metal Heads. Early morning light was seeping from my window blinds, and onto the floor creating rectangular and square patterns.

The room was silent, other then the hum of machines working around my apartment. With a big sigh, I stood myself up with my eyes still closed with my dark brown hair in my face. I was in black silky polyester night clothes that Erol once gave me when he was still the KG Commander. Yawning, I wondered about that dream. I guessed the reason why I had that dream was because of what happened at the war factory. Suddenly, I heard a voice yelping on my communicator on my uniform sitting on the table next to my bed.

"Laona, come in! Laona, come in! Do you read me?" Torn demanded.

I sighed, and reached for it from my pocket.

"What." I barked with low patience with high irratability.

"Emergency meeting on the south side of the city. Get here ASAP."

"Yes, Torn." I murmured, putting my communicator back into my pocket. I changed into my uniform, and got out as soon as I could.
During the meeting, Jak and Daxter had to take care of an assault. I stayed back, and helped with stabilizing the system. Torn fiddled with the buttons, trying to see if he could get a view of the city. Ashlin was running around the place, switching things on and off,
moving things around. I worked with the supply of gun amo, making sure he got what he needed. Keira really did nothing but talk to his father, Samos. She was just worried. Straight out worried. I rolled my eyes, noticing her concern.

What a baby.

I went to the communicator base where Torn was at, seeing he was struggling. He's doing it all wrong! Torn cursed under his breath quietly. With a big sigh, I took over and pressed the green button right infront of him. A hologram of Jak including his location in the city suddenly popped up in the middle. He stared at it, dumbfounded with his mouth open.

"You make it harder than it is, Torn." I said, walking past him slowly waiting for him to say something. He watched me quietly walking over to the other side, and use the touchable computer screen casually.

"Laona." He said quietly with sorrowful eyes. I hesitated, but I looked up at him, into his eyes with my head still bobbed down.

"I'm-"

"It's ok."

I already knew what he was saying. "I forgive you for hitting me." I said quietly. He looked down, "Both times." Torn said lowly. I smiled weakly, as Jak and Daxter came back. A little ruffled up with a few scratches, but perfectly fine. He healed himself with light eco as he walked up.

"We kicked them in the nuts! And bolts.." Daxter acknowledged proudly. Jak smirked, shaking his head as his companion leaped off his shoulder and onto mine.

"What's up, Brady?" He said, with his arm supported on my head. I raised my eyebrow, looking up at him. "Excuse me?"

"Brady! Your hair is in a tight braid down to the middle of your back!"

"I know that." I said to him as if he was dumb. Jak budded in, "It's just a nick name because of your hair." I smirked, and whispered into Daxters ear, "Don't victimize me calling me Brady. If you wanna victimize someone, just stay with 'Tattooed Wonder' on Torn, ok? It's not a suggestion though."

Torn rolled his eyes, hearing what I said because he was RIGHT behind us. Both me and Daxter looked at him. I grinned, scratching my head. Daxters ears fell down to the back of his head as he laughed slowly. Torn walked away slowly, and continued with his work.

"Hey, Laona can I talk to you for a second?" Jak asked quietly. I nodded, and Daxter grinned. He sighed, looking serious at Daxter.

"Alone."

Daxter frowned, getting the picture. He leaped off my shoulder, and scrambled over to Onin and Pecker, that were looking at the big computer screen. Jak set me aside, away from everybody. He reached out into his pocket getting something, and held it in his hand, hiding what it was. I guessed it was small, because he could hold it in one hand. Gently, he grabbed my hand, and put what he had in his, onto my palm, and cupped my fingers so I could hold it. He took my other hand and cupped it on the one holding whatever it was he gave me.

He cupped his hands over mine, looking into my eyes. "What is it?" I said softly. He grinned weakly. "It's something I want you to have for as long as you live." He let go of my hands, and let me see what it was. It was a crystal, on a leather string. A necklace. The crystal was no more bigger than my thumb. It was a unique stone that put me in awe. The color actually shifted around from white and deep purple, and both colided and swirved around inside.

"It's a stone Samos gave me. The colors moving in there, are actually both small amounts of light and dark eco. I already have one, so I want to give it to you." He said softly. I looked up at him, smiling gently.

"Thanks."

"Samos tells me that when you're in trouble, the eco turns the crystal blood red. If you get in trouble, don't worry. I'll be there, because mine will turn red. It's sort of also a mood necklace." He said, taking the necklace from my palm, holding the tips of the leather string, offering to put it on for me.

Like a mood ring.

I understood what he was saying, and I turned my back from him. He wrapped his arms above my shoulders, with the necklace, letting it land on the middle of my chest. He moved it foreward as he tied the string together. My heart fluttered, and the necklace turned purple when I didn't notice it. I turned back to face him. He looked down at the crystal, seeing how it looked and noticed it was purple. He grinned, knowing what purple represented.

The color purple represents love. But I didn't know that, because nobody ever told me what certain colors ment. "What?" I asked, seeing that he was beginning to blush. "Nothing." He lied. "It just really suits you, that's all." Torn noticed how close we were to eachother, and he simply sighed, looking back down at his work. Ashlin walked up to Torn, cat walk style, and leaned on the communicating center.

"They look so cute together." She said softly, looking at us. "Yeah?" He sighed roughly, typing codes on the computer. "I'm glad you broke up with her. You two weren't right for eachother." She commented, looking at him. "True." He shrugged. Keira watched us, looking practicly furious. Gealous was written all over her face, with her arms crossed tightly.

Jak started to draw me closer, and just about he was going to kiss me, we were interrupted with the sound of Daxter and Pecker fighting at eachother again. He frowned, and closed his eyes, standing up glaring at the two in the distance. I cleared my throat, and walked away slowly.

Lol I don't know why I like fluff. In the real world, around people including friends and family... I'm mainly A-Sexual. I don't feel comfortable talking about boys. Sure, I have had silent crushes when nobody really knows it. LMAO I think I've got some dudes crushing on ME. I have a "crush-dar (radar, crush-dar lol)" sence in a way, and it's been going off like crazy.

This dude that absolutely "hates" me acts differently when he's around me. Another dude flirts w/ me... Another one I rarely see but has flirted w/ me in the past often talks to me out of the blue. lmao

ANYWAY. R&R plz thanx I love you all LMAO xD