I don't own Jak and Daxter or any of it's characters, I only own Krane, Schorn and that damn failure of a band they have.

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Krane opened her eyes to see the bunk bed above her once more. She felt a bit better after getting a good rest but still had a hard time adjusting to where she was. As she got out of bed, she spotted Torn standing near his maps just as he had been the night before. Krane threw her legs over the side of her bed, stood, and stepped over to Torn with her arms crossed.

"Torn?" she asked.

"What?" he answered, his mind somewhere else.

"I was wondering…could you tell me what's going on around here?"

"A war," he answered with a sigh. "The Baron's ruling this place and making us fight Metal Heads. We gotta find some way to bring him down before things get any worse."

"The Baron," Krane whispered.

Marco's complaining began to fill her ears while a flashback came before her eyes. She had heard Marco complaining about not being able to 'beat the Baron' and how the game was impossible to beat. This Baron had to be the 'boss' of this game, and Krane figured that in order to get home, she had to destroy this Baron.

"Do you know where he is?" she asked in an innocent tone.

"Why?" Torn looked back up at her with his eyebrows raised.

"Maybe he knows where my friend is," she confessed. "Can I see him?"

Torn shook his head. "If you wanna die go right up there. I say you ask the Shadow."

"Shadow?" she repeated. "Where is he?"

A sarcastic laugh escaped Torn. "You can't see him."

"Why!?" she hissed as she threw a glare towards the red head.

Torn stood straight up and cupped his chin with his right hand. "Then again, perhaps the Shadow would want to meet someone who looks as strange as you do."

"Strange?" Krane interrupted.

Without giving an answer back, Torn reached down to the table behind him and picked up a ragged piece of glass. Krane reached forward, took the glass from Torn's hands, and looked at herself in the mirror.

She was still normal for her world but not this. Her ears, compared to Torn's, were short and stubby while her face remained short and a bit chubby when put beside Torn's.

"I'll tell you what," Torn cut in, "if you can manage to turn the power back on in the Slums I'll let you see him."

"Really?" she looked up from the mirror. "Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?"

"Nice?" He laughed sarcastically once more. "If you think me giving you that mission was nice, I can't wait to see you when you're done with this mission. I'm only doing this because the Shadow might want to see you. I've never see anyone like you before."

Krane's eyes returned to the mirror. "I see what you mean. Do you have any idea where I have to go to get this done?"

"Go to the Power Station, there should be a guy there named Vin who can help you out on that part." Torn went back to look at his maps. "Now get out of here! I need the electricity back on!"

"Alright!" Krane moved both of her hands up in defense. "I'm going!"

I wish he could have told me where the power station is. Krane thought as she looked around the new, large city. So this is Haven City. But could I really be in the game Marco was playing? She shook her head. No. That's impossible, maybe I'm in some kind of time warp or something.

As she walked along the streets, asking people where the Power Station was, she finally reached the downtown part of Haven City. After asking a few more people who gave her odd looks, Krane made it to the ramp that was supposed to lead to the Power Station. But the closer and closer she got to the Power Station, the darker the sky became.

Rain? She asked herself.

She looked up towards the sky and saw a small hole appear near the covered sun. The world shook for a moment, just like it had when she was sitting in the recording studio but it wasn't great enough to force her to the ground. Then, from the hole in the sky, two objects fell down and hit the ramp a few feet in front of her.

"What the hell?" she whispered.

A young boy and a small orange rat hit the floor, landing on their backsides. The young man with blond hair and green highlights looked around as his small rat friend stood up and threw an orange pipe he had been holding.

"Okay, I swear that's the last time I ever, EVER, touch any stupid Precursor crap!" the orange rat growled.

Krane watched the young boy look around while his smaller friend did so as well. But as the other people of Haven City went back with their own lives, a group of three armed men walked over to the boy and that rat. The man in the front of the three men had less armor on then the others and bright orange hair.

"There he is. Move in," one Soldier said to the others.

"Step away from the animal!" another one instructed as they stood in front of the boy.

The small rat took off between the young man's legs. "YYAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

"Forget the rat. The Baron wants him! We've been waiting for you!" the orange haired man said, pointing towards the blond.

One of the soldiers brought his gun back, and slammed the butt of his gun into the young man's forehead, knocking him out. Krane watched in wonder. What kind of place was Haven City? She had seen people get arrested before, but never like this!

"Don't worry! I'll save you before you know it!" the rat said as he ran away.

The soldiers carried the young man away as everyone else went back to what they were doing without question. Once everything settled down and returned to normal, Krane blinked and thought of what the soldier had just said.

"The Baron wants him!"

The Baron. She thought. I wonder where that guy is who was on the cover of the game. I think he's name is Jak…but where is he?

Forgetting everything she had just seen, Krane continued her walk up the ramp until she was standing in front of the door. It opened slowly, and she walked into see an older looking man pounding away at the keyboard in front of him.

"Excuse me?" she asked a bit firmly. "Are you Vin?"

"Who's askin'?" he said, turning around to her.

"I've been sent here by Torn," she said, becoming a bit braver every time she spoke. "He wants me to hook up the electricity to the Slums or rather you if you can do it."

"Sure I can do it!" Vin said with pride. He turned around and began pressing buttons and an image appeared on the screen in a language she couldn't read.

Vin shook his head. "There's something wrong with the cords! I think it might have been cut by something! Y-You'll have to go out there and put a splitter on it, and then connect the wires again!"

"Sure." She blinked, thinking that it was going to be harder. "What could have spilt the cord?"

"A Metal Head!" Vin said as he shivered. "They've been coming up a lot out there!"

"Metal Heads…"

"Those piece of shit Metal Heads got me! SHIT!"

She remembered how the Metal Heads had attacked Marco when he was playing the game. She was going to be there now, but she was missing something that Marco's character had: a gun.

"I'm unarmed," Krane confessed.

"Good luck!" Vin laughed.

She twitched. "Do you have a gun I can borrow?"

"Me, a gun?" he asked, still typing away. "I don't carry one of those things! If you head out, you might be lucky enough to get by without any Metal Heads seeing you."

"Lucky." She laughed and lowered her head. "I've been far from lucky lately."

"Just hold onto me, I won't let you go I promise!"

Schorn. Krane felt a deep sadness sting her. I'll do anything to find you. If I have to do this, then I'll do it as long as I can see you again…because I know you'd do the same for me.

"I'm going," Krane said as she gripped her fingers together to make a fist. "I'll find my way around this."

"Good." Vin pressed a button and a ring appeared with a blue water like substance in it appeared. "Go through there, and you'll be at the Strip Mine."

"Right." She nodded.

Krane walked over to Vin and took the splitter away from him and then walked towards the Warp Gate. She took a deep breath to give her strength and courage and jumped through the Warp Gate.

On the other side of the Warp Gate, Krane found herself standing at the Strip Mine, the same place where she had seen Marco die a few times. She looked around a bit, and found a pile of rocks with a handgun beside it.

A gun. Krane walked over to it and picked it up.

It had been awhile since she had handled a gun, about ten years. Her father had always gone to the range to practice his shooting skills in order to perfect his hunting aim. Krane, wanting to do what her father did as any child did, Krane began to practice with him and began going on hunting trips with him. But it had been ten years since she had gone shooting with her father, and she feared that she had forgotten some of the tricks he had taught her.

At least I have something to protect me. She thought, aiming the gun to see if she remembered how to aim. It's better then nothing.

A deep growl caught her attention. Her instinct to hide came into play as she ducked behind a broken wall. Adrenaline pumped through her body once more, but she tried to keep her cool as if she were hunting with her father again. After the growls disappeared, Krane began walking to look for the electricity box. Another sound came to Krane's ears: the sound of broken wires trying to conduct electricity.

That must be it. Krane followed the broken wall and spotted another wall up head that led up to another level. I think I can climb that.

Her feet hit the ground with care, as her breathing came in quick, shallow in order to keep herself calm. But no matter how careful Krane tried to be, she stepped on a small stick that snapped. She winced from the cracking noise, but kept walking forward.

The cracking of the stick caught the attention of a nearby Metal Head. The monster released a small growl and broke away from the rest of its group to see what had made the noise.

Krane's ears picked up on the sound of the Metal Head's feet hitting the ground and turned around to see the monster running towards her.

"Shit," she hissed.

She ran towards the wall she intended to climb over and jumped on it but when she placed her weight on it, the cement underneath her broke and collapsed within itself. Ignoring the breaking wall underneath her feet, she ran upwards and reached the second level and the wall fell down behind her. The Metal Head fell down with the collapsed wall and fell down into the poisonous water underneath the both of them.

"Goddammit." Krane fell onto her knees in order to catch her breath.

As her breath came back to her, she heard more Metal Head growls and heard a scrapping noise she couldn't identify with anything she knew. She crawled over to the edge of the ledge and saw a group of three Metal Heads down below, waiting for her to come down to them. How would she get down now?

"Dammit," she hissed.

Krane tore her vision away from the Metal Heads beneath her and began looking around the area she was now in. There, near the far edge of the level sat the broken electric box she had been looking for. She laughed, and walked over to the box as she took the splitter out of her pocket.

This better work. She thought.

There were five cords of different colors looking back at Krane: purple, red, blue, green, and the final and broken one, orange. Taking the orange one in her hand and hoping not to get electrocuted, she grabbed the protective covering and fitted the end of the splitter on it. With her job halfway done, Krane grabbed the other end, and connected that end to the splitter and completed the connection.

There! She moved away from the cords with a smile. Hopefully now I'll be able to see the Shadow.

The growl of a Metal Head came next, but instead of being in the distance, it seemed to be right behind her. She began to turn around but she could already see a single Metal Head from the corner of her eyes. As she continued to turn around, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The Metal Head raised its sharp claw up to her and with a swift motion, brought it down. The claw cut down across her face, right over her right eye and across her nose as she pulled away from the Metal Head.

The Metal Head growled in victory and was followed by the bang of a gun. The bullet from the gun tore through the Metal Head's head, killing it instantly. Krane hit the floor as blood spilled down her face and stained the floor underneath her. Krane sat there with her face bleeding, and a smoking gun in her hands. She felt numb and somewhat dead inside from all the adrenaline pumping through her body.

Every limb attached to Krane's body became numb. Her body began to go through shock from her blood loss and from the serve damage to her face. The Metal Head had cut through her nose and she found that she had to breathe from her mouth in order not to pull blood into her lungs. The eyelids covering her right eye had been cut in half, and her right cheek was barely holding itself together. But that was nothing compared to the fear running through her. The fear from losing her eyesight in her right eye; she couldn't see anything from the right side of her face.

None of this would have happened if Schorn had been with her. He would have been able to fight; he would have protected her like he had when they had been kidnapped. He…would have been able to make her feel as if she could do anything.

Schorn. She thought as her left pupil dilated.

"SCHORN!!" she screamed up towards the sky as blood soon covered the blue sky.

Krane's eyes fluttered open. Right away Krane could tell that she couldn't open her right eye nor see out of it. She sat up and looked to her right where Torn usually stood, and saw Torn talking to a short, green man who was walking on stumps as if they were platform shoes.

"Ah she's awake!" the short, green man said as he walked over to her.

The memory of what she had been through came back to her as her vision in her left eye cleared. Her right hand left her bedside and carefully touched the right side of her face only to feel bandages covered the entire right side of her face.

"Did I get the electricity back on?" she asked, feeling a bit dizzy.

"Yeah," Torn said.

"Good." Krane relaxed a bit. "So can I see the Shadow?"

The man on the stumps laughed. "You're looking at him young lady!"

"Oh." She blinked her left eye. "I'm sorry. Thank you for seeing me so early. I have…something to ask you."

"What?" The Shadow blinked.

"I'm looking for my friend, Schorn. He's the same type of person I am, with my kind of ears and looks. He came with me but I've lost him, I have no idea where he is!" She looked away as she began to cry out of her left eye. "Please help me find him!"

For some reason, tears fell from her left eye. Mentioning anything about Schorn made tears fall from her eyes without even thinking about it or warning her.

"Calm down," the Shadow said gently as he walked over to her and patted her back. "I'm sure we'll find this person you're looking for but I think you've got your own set of problems."

That sentence sent fear running through her again. "W-What?" she asked. Her voice trembled as she spoke.

"I've applied some Green Eco to your face but I'm afraid you're going to have problems seeing out of your right eye, as well as being able to cry out of it. Your nose has healed but the thing I'm interested in is your ears."

She thought it was the least of her problems. "Why?"

"Well do you see how your ears are now?" The green man pushed back her hair, and gently touched the tops of her ears. "They're round, not pointed like mine but they're starting to…evolve into ours."

Krane moved her hands up and began to touch her own ears and felt that they had changed shape. The bulk of her ear was thinning out towards the top, making a small tip.

No she couldn't change! She had to go home, she could go back home looking like one of these people! If she began to change then that meant she could be staying here instead of going back home.

"I want to go home," she cried, grabbing her ears. "I want to be back in the recording room! I want to be with Schorn, I want to be with my band!"

Her body folded over as she grabbed her ear, wanting to rip it off to prevent from changing. The right side of her head was throbbing now that she was bending over, but she ignored the pain and just allowed herself to cry, knowing that only her left eye would cry now.

"Krane," the Shadow placed his hand on her shoulder, "will you be willing to do anything to get home?"

"Anything," she whimpered through crying. "I'll do anything to get back."

"If you help us with our cause," the green man began, "then I will do anything in my power to get you home. I see many strange things, and I'm sure there's something I can do to bring you back to your home."

"I'll do it," she said with determination. "I'll dedicate myself to helping your cause and getting home no matter what."

"And I will do anything to help you," the Shadow said gently.

"Thank you." Krane looked at the Shadow and smiled.

Two months later, and Krane was now doing undercover work the Shadow asked her to do. Now she was coming back from doing a mission, which involved her getting information from another Underground member and then transferring it to Torn. She asked not to be in the Underground as a member, but rather as just an informant.

She requested not to be an Underground member for she could not meet the physical needs with her eye, and thin body that lacked muscle mass. She had no fighting skills to speak of in case something happened to her, only shooting skills based on short range. But she didn't join the Underground just because of her lack of physical skills; she didn't want to become attached to anything in this world.

Her face had now fully healed but her wounds left a large scar crossing her face at an odd angle. The sight in the right eye was much different, in fact she could see a bit more then she thought she would be able to thanks to the Shadow and his Green Eco. Her right eye could pick up on differences in light but because of her injury, her depth perception had been affected. She had to relearn how to shoot using her left side now, but with Torn's help it was going well.

Now, however, Krane was walking down a street in downtown Haven City with a slight hop to increase her speed. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that a KG warrior had begun to follow her. Hoping that it was all just a coincidence, she turned a sharp corner, down to the Port and walked down towards the Hip Hog Heaven saloon. Seeing that he was no longer behind her, she ducked behind a protruding wall.

Come on, come on. She thought. If you're going to come, then come.

She could hear the KG's footsteps coming up from the walkway and the sound of his footsteps caused her heart to pound away in her chest. Rain began to fall down from the sky in a small drizzle but picked up.

The image of the KG walking passed where she was coming triggered another adrenaline rush to go through her. She turned the corner had forced the gun she had found at the Strip Mine in his face.

"Why are you following me?" she said in a demanding tone.

The more and more she looked at the man the more and more familiar he looked. Her gun began to lower as she remembered the eyes underneath the tattoos covering his face.

"Schorn," she whispered, her eye growing in size.

He moved his gun up to her shoulder and pushed her back with his barrel. Her gun fell from her hands, as she backed up, laughing a bit.

"Schorn," she laughed, "it's me, Krane! Come on, what are you doing?"

"How the hell do you know my name?" Schorn asked, pushing the barrel of his gun deeper into her shoulder. "I'm after you because you're under arrest. You have a warrant out so get down on the floor!"

"Wait, wait!" Krane stepped backwards, away from the barrel of the gun. "I've been looking for you Schorn! Come on, let's head back to the Underground!"

"So you are working for the Underground!" he yelled. He moved his mouth towards a microphone on his shoulder. "I'm going to need back up by the triple H saloon over!"

"Roger," another male voice said.

"You're arresting me!?" Krane's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Schorn it's me! Come on let's go home! I know I look a little different but it's me! Don't you remember our band? Our dream!?"

"Get down before I fire!" he ordered, pulling the hammer back on his gun.

"Schorn!!" Krane yelled. "Listen to me!"

"Last time!! Get down!"

"Schorn!!"

Schorn didn't repeat himself this time. He pulled the trigger on his gun and the bullet left his barrel, aiming towards Krane. The bullet ripped through her shoulder, and exited, hitting one of the walls outside of the saloon. Her body fell to the floor as her blood pooled underneath her.

What had Schorn done? Why wasn't he calling her Krane? What the hell was going on?

"Shots fired!" another KG yelled. "Get down to the port!!"

Darkness clouded Krane's vision and blurred it to the point where she couldn't recognize anything anymore. The dark sky above her swirled around the bright star in the middle of the sky that was now covered in thin dark cloud. She blinked, and then closed her eyes, not opening them again.

"Hey! Hey are you alright?" a male voice said.

Krane tried to open her eyes but she discovered that she was too exhausted to do so. She felt soft sheets underneath her, much better then the ones back in the Underground. The wound in her shoulder began to sting.

"Come on and wake up already!" the male voice said in an irritated tone.

The voice had a bit of an accent that sounded, to her, like a voice she used to hear back home in gangster movies.

Am…I home? She asked herself.

R&R please!