Note: Miracle Mar has given me a very enthusiastic and wonderful review, and I would like to thank her, Death is Painless, and PrecursorQueen for reviewing this story repeatedly and forcing -cough- I mean, coaxing my skinny ass out of bed and onto the computer. Thanks a lot, you guys! I promise it only gets better from here! By the way, I just realized I made a BIG boo-boo in the last chapter, time wise. If this fic takes place JUST after Jak II, Jak shouldn't have his Light Jak powers yet, but I accidentally put them in anyway. Oops! Well, um...hmm. This is fanfiction! That means I AM GOD. Jak magically (and fanfictionally) has his Light powers now. Yeah, that was a cop out...Oh well. Deal with it.

I don't own Jak and Daxter. I'm just using them for fun. Put the knives down, please.

On with the show!

Chapter 15 (-sighs- And I'm still not done.)

"What, what is it!" Torn demanded harshly. "I don't know. It's like he's got three different heartbeats going through one body. His systems are so messed up I'm surprised he's still alive." Ashlien said. Torn made a sound that was somewhere between a cough, a choke, and a sob. Jak screamed in pain on the bed as his hands thrashed up to grab at his skull as if it were going to implode. "JAK!" Sig tightened his grip to restrain Torn. Torn finally slipped out and ran to Jak's side. "Ashlien, what do we do?!" He asked snappishly. "I-I don't know! I'm not a doctor or anything!"

"-Torn-" the quick rasp came from the bed. "Jak! Jak! I'm here!"

"-Hurts-"

"I know. I know. We're trying to figure out what's wrong."

"-Make it stop-"

"We can't yet. But we will, I swear." Jak cried out in pain. A tear dripped down Torn's chin and plopped on Jak's shirt, near his throat. "We should call Onin, Her powers might help us to figure out what's wrong with Jak." Tess said.

"Good idea. I'll call her." Sig replied, pulling out a cell phone. He called Pecker's number (and where Pecker would keep a cell phone is beyond me, but he has one).

"Hello?" Pecker answered irritably. "Pecker, you and Onin are needed desperately at the Hide--"

"We know. Onin's powers let us know. She says Jak's powers are out of control, his Dark side is fighting for control, and Jak is slowly giving in. You have to pump him full of Light Eco or he'll die." Pecker promptly hung up.

"Pecker says we have to pump him up with Light Eco." Sig says, a little put off by Pecker's rudeness. "Where the hell are we gonna get that much Light Eco?" Torn asked, his voice cracking. "There's a well of the stuff out in the Wasteland. I could go get it. It would take a few days, but I think, with enough trips, I could get enough barrels of it to save Jak's life, and maybe even mess up his Dark side in the process." Sig said. "Well, what are you waiting for?!" Torn said, waving his arms wildly. "Alright, alright!" Sig exclaimed. He walked out to his Zoomer.

"Jak...can you hear me?" Torn asked softly. He got a whimper of pain in return. "Jak, we're going to help you. We need you to hold on for a few days, ok? Please. Try to hold on and we promise you'll be alright." A tear slipped down Jak's face, landing on top of the darkened spot where Torn's tear had previously fallen.

END OF CHAPTER 15

Read and review, you know I love your opinions!