!! Hey AJMS, when you updatin' girl? It's been forever! I update faster than you. lol I know you've got a life. I'm just saying :-P

Anyway, this chapter advances on to Jak X.

I walked in this giant dining room, and put my new born child next to me in a portable cradle. All of us were called out to Kras City. Jak, Daxter, me, Torn, Ashlin, and Kiera. "What are we doin' here anyway, Jak?" Daxter whined, standing on the table. I answered, "To meet Krew's daughter, Rheine." Jak looked at me funny.

"Wait. Krew had a daughter?"

I nodded.

Daxter let out a disgusted face. "Krew?! REPRODUCED?! EWWWGH!! Can't you imagine what that tub of butter must look like?!" Just as he said that, she came in. To his surprise, she was not fat, but slender with just a few round curves. "I thank you all for coming out here to Kras City. I am Rheine." She introduced, as everyone came to her attention. We were all given a wine cup. "This special vintage was saved for the very occasion. To remember my father's untimely death." Rheine said slowly as she poured in the wine. We picked it up, as she said, "So here's to old friends." Everybody started drinking.

Jak hesitated for a moment, but then just drank it in one gulp. Suddenly, a life sized hologram of Krew popped up in the middle of the table. "Hello friends, mostly enemies..." He went on, telling everybody that he wanted us to all win for the big championship. I was too busy cradling Marvin, because he was getting a little fussy.

"Sorry to say, but I put poison in that special vintage! Quite unsporting of me really..."

I froze, turning slightly pale. Torn and a few others jumped snapping, "WHAT?!" I gently put Marvin back into his carriage. Ashlin took out her hand gun and went up in Rheine's face. "What the hell did you do to us?" She asked crossly. Innocently Rheine put her hands up.

"I didn't know! I drank it too. Father never really played favorites."

Well your father's crazy!" Torn spat.

I glared at him for a moment, as his eyes met mine and he calmed down a little. With a deep sigh, I wrapped my arms around Jak, hugging him firmly. He did the same, and put his chin on the tip of my head. He grew some after a while.

I sat down at the local bar, staring blankly at the large fish tank in front of me. For some reason I felt like I had been there before. So I decided to explore my mind, and try to find the missing pieces of my memory. Far back from now. Then I had it! 3 years ago I went to that bar out of depression. I met Razer, Errol's older brother there. Heh. The mind works in odd ways. A man sat next to me, and ordered a cocktail. I faintly sighed, and fiddled with a coin on the table. The man glanced over at me, and his eyes lit up, grinning.

"My my! Laona, long time no see!"

It was Razer.

I glanced over, and recognized him and smiled weakly. "I'm surprised you remembered my name." He smirked. "I never forget a name or a face." I shrugged, and looked around the bar. "Come here often?" I asked casually. "Few times a week to watch races that I'm not in." Razer commented. Suddenly, Jak popped up mysteriously out of nowhere behind me. When he tapped my shoulder lightly I nearly jumped and punched him in the face!

"Hey woh, honey!" He exclaimed. I laughed getting up off of my seat, "Sorry! Don't sneak up on me like that! You're very quiet sometimes." He grinned, rolling his eyes. Razer then knew right away that I was taken, so he got up and walked off. "Where's Marvie?" He asked, getting back to subject.

"Oh Marvin? Kiera's babysitting 'em."

"Oh."

He shrugged. Today he was to race for the light eco cup. The first championship race. Jak wanted me to race, but I told him that I was horrible with things with wheels. I prefer hovering, not driving. Torn often confronted me, telling me that our lives depended on these races, and I was not being a good team mate by doing nothing. Anyway, I sat at the bar, and watched the races.

"So... Why aren't you out there with your team again?" Derrick asked, popping up next to me. I glanced over at the boy. "Huh?" I muttered. He looked at me a little more closely, leaning on the bar with his hand. "Why aren't you out there racing with your team? You some sorta out-cast or something?" I turned my head to look at him.

"No."

He cocked his eyebrow.

"Then why not?"

I lost eye contact with a troubled expression on my face.

"If I race, I see myself crash burning into a pile of rubble."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "If you think that way, you will crash and burn into a pile of rubble. Think about winning. Only that. And not let anyone get in your way of winning." I shrugged, and turned back to the TV. "For a teenager you know a lot about racing." Derrick sat down on the bar chair, with his back leaning on the table. "I've been here and there. For a while I was trained by a famous racer."

In interest, I looked back at him. "Which famous racer?" I asked. The boy suddenly realized he was starting to say things he just then regretted saying. "Nobody." He said quickly. I raised an eyebrow, not believing his story. He shuddered, looking away, "N-nobody you would know." Derrick was thinking about Errol. When he was/will be about 6 years old, Errol taught/will teach him about racing, and how to race. I believed his story, this time. A sudden crash came to my ears, from the television. That Blitz guy announced, "Oooh! Another one bytes the dust." The list of racers were shown on the right bar, with each of their heads as icons, with their location varying on who's first. One of the other team's men hit something and tumbled over, falling into the ocean. I took a deep sigh, and put my hand to my face, closing my eyes.

10 minutes later, Derrick went to the real thing, and met up with the team. "Derrick! Clean my engine, boy!" Kliever growled. He glared at the big man, and sighed walking over to clean his vehicle. As he was cleaning Kliever's car, he couldn't help but overhear Jak's conversation with Torn. The boy hoped that the man wouldn't spill the beans then and there.

"Ever since we got poisoned, Laona has been acting a little weird lately."

"You couldn't blame her. We'll literally die if we don't win this championship."

"She's not doing much to help."

"I know."

"What about Marv- I mean Derrick? I hear he can tear up the track in no time." Derrick's heart stopped. Torn nearly said his first name.

"Did.. You just nearly say my son's name?"

"Yeah. Sorry my mind slipped into something else. That happens."

"Maybe your age is catching up with you."

"Shut up." Torn sneered.

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