Word Prompt: Sorrow

Rated: K+

Characters: Jak and Keira

"It's like I don't even know you anymore!" Keira burst out, throwing her hands up in the air for emphasis. "Like you're gone, dead." He said nothing even as her voice softened. "I miss you Jak. More than anything." Her green eyes were begging, pleading him to talk to her.

"You're right," he replied. The hope that had filled her only moments before were crushed as he continued. "The Jak you knew is dead." His voice held no emotion, a trick he had picked up quickly in prison. Show no pain.

"No." She shook her head stubbornly. "I won't believe that."

Jak just shrugged, turning away from her. "Believe what you want." Because I stopped believing in a lot of things after prison.

"Do you even hear yourself Jak?" she asked angrily. "You've given up!"

His back was still turned to her as he replied. "What's your point?" Although she couldn't see it, his blue eyes were rapidly darkening.

"My point is, you're still who you were in Sandover! You're not what everything thinks you are, a-" her voice cut off. They both knew the ending to her unfinished sentence.

Monster.

He whipped his head around, eyes glaring. "Not a what Keira? Say it."

She crossed her arms, but the action was to cover up fear, not aggravation. "It's not true."

"Say it!" he snarled. She stepped back quickly, watching in terror and disbelief as his eyes went from onyx to cerulean, again and again.

Don't change, don't change, don't hurt her.

With another snarl he pulled away from her, grabbing onto the side of the ramshackle building as the world began to spin. His breath came out in gasps and bursts of pain began at each temple.

Don't change, don't change.

"Jak? Are you-"

"Stay back!" he barked, gripping the side of the structure tighter. "Please just- Just go Keira!"

"Jak, I-"

"No! Just go!" Precursors, the pain was unbearable now, he could feel the eco pouring through his veins, brushing against his nerve endings. The aftermath was as though someone was burning him alive.

Times ten.

"Please!" he said through gritted teeth. "Go!"

She listened.

He watched her retreating back as she ran. The last thing to disappear around the corner was her long, blue green hair.

She couldn't be with him anymore, it just wasn't safe.

And for the first time since escaping prison, Jak felt sorrow.

Poor Jak... Must I make him suffer? Why yes, yes I must. XD

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~LeiaOrganicSolo