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"Hey wake up!"

Jak opened his eyes to see Torn pacing back and forth, looking a bit nervous. Thinking that something was really wrong because a man like Torn would never show as worried as he really was, Jak sat up.

"What?" Jak asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Get up!" Torn hissed. "I've got a mission for you!"

Not wanting to fight a man who was already mad, Jak turned around to Daxter and began to shake him until he woke up. Daxter sat up and stretched his arms upwards while Jak got out of bed and got his shoes on once more.

"What's up with the wake up call?" Daxter asked, looking around.

"Torn's got a mission for us," Jak whispered. "Come on."

They walked over to the table with the maps, and waited for Torn to stop pacing back and forth. Daxter jumped on the table while Jak crossed his arms and waited.

"One of my old Guard comrades was sent to the Pumping Station. There's been no word from her patrol, and after what you guys ran into out there, I'm afraid she may need some help," Torn finally said as Daxter made faces behind him.

Jak grinned. "Did you say 'she'?"

"Don't even think about it!" Torn yelled, looking towards Jak only to see what Daxter was doing. "STOP THAT! THIS IS SERIOUS, YOU MORON!"

Daxter jumped back and did a karate stance, mocking Torn. "WHAA! That's right! Don't mess with the sugar!"

Torn shook his head. "This 'friend' of mine has helped the Underground many times before. Go back to the Pumping Station and take a look around. Render assistance if needed. Now get your squirrelly ass outta here!"

Jak began to turn around when the sound of someone running down the hallway stopped him. He waited for the person to come in case it was an emergency or something else when Krane came through the door, panting.

"Sorry," she managed to say as she placed her hands on her knees to catch her breath. "I overslept."

"I noticed." Torn crossed his arms. "Go with Jak to help my comrade to make up for it, you know how much I hate it when people are late."

"But Torn—"

"Go!" he hissed, turning away from them.

Krane sighed and turned around to walk out of the door. Jak figured that he should follow her, and walked after her. They walked outside and that was when Jak noticed that the clothes Krane had on looked a bit too big for her.

The dark green tank top she was wearing was large, and had to be held back with clips in order to keep it from revealing her chest. The tank top's bottom went passed her waist a bit, and her white pants had been tucked back into her boots, showing how bunched up they were.

"What's up with those clothes?" Daxter asked, noticing as well.

"They're not mine," Krane answered with a long sigh. "They belong to Jinx."

"Jinx?" Jak raised an eyebrow. "Why are you in his clothes?"

"When I cracked my nose yesterday I got my clothes all bloody. I was going to do the laundry last night but I fell asleep," she explained. "Come over tonight and I'll do your clothes too."

"Maybe later," Jak said, looking down towards his dirty clothing. He had been wearing them ever since he had gotten out of jail and hadn't taken them off since. So many things plastered against his clothing, blood, spit, food, and some other things he didn't want to ask about.

"I got an idea of when I can do it." She grinned. "Don't worry, I'll do it tonight when you're sleeping. I'll do Torn's too, I don't know the last time he had his clothes washed."

"Ew!" Daxter shivered. "I don't even wanna think about that!"

Once at the Pumping Station, they killed a few Metal Heads, and climbed up metal objects until they reached a clearing. They looked around but couldn't find a woman, or even a Metal Head.

Daxter jumped off of Jak's shoulder and began scratching himself. "Ehhh, what the heck are we doing risking our lives to rescue some old Krimzon Guard hag anyway?! She's probably got more facial hair than me!"

"Krimzon Guard?" Krane jumped up. "You're looking for someone in the KG?"

"Yeah. Didn't Torn tell you?" Jak turned around to face her when someone from a tree jumped down and wrapped her arm around Jak's neck.

"Who the hell are you two?" she asked, pointing the gun towards Jak's temple.

"Shit." Krane raised her gun and pointed it towards her, but lowered it once she saw that she was the Krimzon Guard they had been looking for.

Daxter thought of something else. "Mmm, I do love a woman in uniform! Wanna bark some orders at me...woof... woof. I'm your soldier on the front lines of looooove! "Waiter, foxhole for two..."

The woman pushed Jak away from her, and pointed her gun towards Daxter. "Keep talking, and I'll raise your voice by a couple of octaves."

"Easy... Torn asked us to help you," Jak said as he backed away from the strange woman.

"I don't need help... but you might. We've got company." She pointed towards a large amount of Metal Heads that were heading towards them.

"Dammit." Jak took out his gun and began firing it towards the Metal Head group.

Jak ran into the group of Metal Heads while the strange woman followed him and began shooting and flipping around. Krane, however, stayed behind and began firing to cover their backs. After the rounds and rounds of Metal Heads fell to the ground, the group came back together, and the woman walked over to the edge of the clearing. A red ship suddenly came out from the bottom of the clearing, and the KG woman walked over to it.

"Watching me take care of those Metal Heads was, ahh... pretty... exciting...wasn't it sugar?" Daxter asked as he walked over to her. She started up her ship, sending him backwards. "Hey, sweet stripes, gimme them digits so I can look you up sometime. We'll party hard, big city style!"

The KG woman ignored his comments. "Tell Torn Baron Praxis is planning something big. I think it has to do with that symbol."

She pointed towards a stump with a circular symbol with two eyes and a pair of curves above and below them.

"What is it?" Jak asked over the end of his engine.

"It's the Seal of the House of Mar. The founder of Haven City. We're being sent out on 'suicide missions' to locate artifacts from the time of his rule. If curiosity's worth dying for, you can ask the blind old soothsayer in the bazaar named Onin. She might know something about all this. Here's my bazaar access security pass," she said, tossing Jak a small pass, and allowing him to look at the picture.

"Your name's Ashelin, huh?" Jak yelled.

"We're even now."

Ashelin drove away, back towards the city, leaving the three alone once more. Krane walked over towards the stump Ashelin had pointed to, and gently ran her finger over the symbol there.

Mar…the founder of Haven City. He can't be alive…but… Krane shook her head and looked back towards Jak and Daxter.

"Wow! What a woman! Arrggh!" Daxter growled.

"I gotta get back to the Hip Hog," Krane said, shaking her head. "Now."

"What's wrong?" Jak asked as he walked over to her.

"Nothing." She shook her head. "I just have to get back."

Krane arrived back at the Hip Hog and walked in to see that only Sig was sitting there, at the bar. She walked up to the bar and sat down beside him.

"Hey Krane!" Tess said, causing Krane to look back up to see her behind the bar.

"Hi Tess." Krane looked at her strangely. "What are you doing here? I thought you didn't like this place.

"I don't," she whispered back to her. "But I'm working undercover for Torn to get some of Krew's secrets."

"I thought that was my job." Krane sighed and hung her head.

"What's wrong chili pepper?" Sig asked. He could just tell that something was wrong with her from the low tone in her voice.

She took in a deep breath. "What do you know about Mar?"

"Haven City Mar?" Sig asked, turning to face her.

"Yes." She nodded.

"He built this city and created everything you're walking on. He was a brave warrior and brave fighter. There's a large house dedicated to him but only his bloodline is allowed in. Why are you askin' around?"

"He's my ticket home." Krane looked away from him, embarrassed that she thought he was still alive.

"You know the man's dead right?" Sig said, raising an eyebrow towards her.

She blushed. "Yeah I know."

Jak's connected to Mar somehow, and I'll find out how. She thought, taking a drink from her cup. Even if I have to force it out of him.

"Krane," Krew floated over towards her, "can you drive at all 'ey?"

Krane shook her head. "No, not really."

She was on a mission to get home, no matter what Krew offered to her she wasn't going to let anything get in the way of getting home. She knew if she told him she could drive then she'd end up doing something for him, which meant she would be more attached to this world she didn't want to be in.

"I thought you were going to get Jak and Daxter to do that," Krane said, coming back from her thoughts.

"I am." Krew floated away. "I'd just rather have someone else I can get rid of easily do it hummm."

Krane twitched at that but decided to ignore it. The problem now was that she had no idea that in a few days, those words would come back to haunt her.

"Overture," the Baron spoke gently.

The young man appeared before the Baron who was sitting in his throne in the palace, bowing as usual. After a few moments, he stood back up, and kept his hands to his side as Erol shot his normal glare towards him.

"Yes?" Overture answered to the Baron. "You called me?"

"We've got a lead on where Krane might be," the Baron said, rubbing the metallic part of his face. "Someone has stepped forward after being offered a large reward."

"Thank you." Overture bowed. "When can I see her again?"

The Baron smiled. "You're vision of the future says that I should be getting a hologram of the Metal Head Leader tomorrow correct?"

"Very." Overture stood back up.

"Once that vision comes true, then I will have Krane brought up here." The Baron nodded.

"Alive?"

"Alive."

"Do remember something, Baron, during your meeting there will be someone watching on the roof. Wait until the hologram has left, and then see who is waiting for you on the roof." Overture blinked a bit slowly, as if he were thinking something over.

"A rat in the walls?" The Baron suddenly stood. "I'm going to go and prepare the mech, I expect your vision to come true! And you'd better hope it will."

The Baron left the room, leaving only Erol and Overture to stand there, looking at one another. Overture kept his eyes locked on to Erol's but then a small smile crossed his face, something Erol had never seen him do before.

"Remember," Overture began, "you are to kill Schorn soon. I cannot have him coming in and destroying things."

"You know that Schorn is one of the Baron's best warriors." Erol crossed his arms. "Why do you want him dead?"

"He will get in the way of the Baron's light," Overture said without sympathy. "You do not want that to happen do you?"

"Of course not!" Erol yelled.

"Then rid the world of Schorn." Overture turned his back to the commander.

"I wonder though," Erol smiled, "how it is someone who was found wandering around on the streets half naked could possibly read the future. We'll see when things become important if your visions of the future can save you once more."

Overture turned back around, the smile still on his face. "It will. Trust me on that."

An hour after Jak had taken off to do the racing challenge, he came back to the Hip Hog with a grin plastered across his face. They walked over to the bar to get a moment to sit down when Daxter noticed Tess working behind the bar.

"Hey sugarplum. You new here? Well, whatcha got that's, uh, hot and... Wait, I've seen you before. You're with the Underground."

Tess covered his mouth with her finger. "Shhh! I'm Tess. Torn sent me to spy on Krew. Play along, and maybe I'll be able to get a few hands on a few of his secrets."

Daxter, not looking at her face but rather her cleavage finally looked up at her. "Oooooh... I love 'undercover' work, baby! But ah, two can work better than one. Let me help you out."

"Hee hee hee..." Tess giggled as Daxter jumped behind the bar.

"Wow! There sure are a lot of bottles back here," he said as he began to drink from everything and anything he could find. "Whew! Ooh that's, ooh that, that goes down aah... Ooh boy, gee ya spose that's real gold floatin' in here? How 'bout this purple stuff? Glug, glug, glug... WHEW!"

Meanwhile Krew floated towards Jak. "Jak! I need you and the talking rat to go around and make a few collections for me."

Daxter suddenly popped back up, looking drunk. "Hey there, five chins... how's crimes?"

"What's his problem, 'ey?" Krew asked, looking towards a giggling Jak.

"Nothin'... I'm just fine... mind your own business...," Daxter responded before falling back onto the bar. "I sometimes feel so very..." He began to sing.

Krew ignored the rat and went back to Jak. "Listen, I have six 'clients' around town who are about to make money drops for me. I need you to collect each moneybag as fast as you can and 'take care' of any guards who get curious, mmmmn. Get to a moneybag too late and some townie might pick it up."

Daxter popped up once more. "...DRRYY!...You know what's da trouble with you Krew? You got no vision... This place could be a real swingin' joint... Hop Heg Hiven with more dancin', more mac'n, more WOMEN!..."

"Just collect all fourteen moneybags before they disappear and bring them back here," Krew finished while Daxter tired to kiss Jak. "If you lose even one bag, then don't come back, 'ey!"

Jak turned to Krane who had been rather quiet the whole time. "Watch Dax for me will you?"

"Yeah." She moved her hand, dismissing him.

Jak then got up and walked out of the bar, leaving them alone. With a large sigh Sig looked over to Krew who was floating around, trying to get some sleep.

"Where are you getting all of this money from?" Sig asked, causing Krew to turn around and face him.

"I did some community service that's all." Krew laughed and floated away.

"That can't be good," Sig whispered, turning back towards his drink.

"Never is." Krane laughed sarcastically.

"What's the matter?" Tess asked as she placed her elbows on the bar and moved in towards Krane.

"Yeah! Just tell us sista!" Daxter said, still a bit wobbly from all of the alcoholic he had gulped down.

She moved her hand on the left side of her face and leaned against it. "Nothing. Give me a Mai-Tai will you, Tess?"

"Mai-Tai?" Tess blinked. "I don't know how to make that, sorry."

That's right. Krane thought, forcing her fingers inwards. That's my favorite drink back home. I could really go for one right now.

"Just," Krane sighed, "give me the drink with the most alcohol in it, I gotta get rid of this feeling."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Sig asked, looking towards her with an eyebrow raised.

"I ain't going anywhere."

Suddenly Jinx walked into the bar with a cigar and a smile across his face. He walked over towards Krane, and wrapped his arms around her stomach while his left arm crossed her chest playfully.

"So when are you gonna show me that tattoo?" Jinx asked while a smile cross Krane's face.

"Later," she answered once more.

"How much later?" Jinx gripped her a bit tighter.

"Later."

"Oh!" Daxter moved out in front of the two. "What do you two have going on?"

"Nothing." Krane giggled.

"Ya comin' home tonight?" Jinx asked, moving his mouth towards Krane's ear.

"No." She gently pushed him away, making him sit down in the barstool next to her. "I'm doing laundry over at UHQ."

"Can you do my stuff?" Tess moved back into Krane's face and whispered. "I've got a bag of stuff over there dying to be washed."

"Sure." Krane smiled.

Sig turned away from her and took another long drink from his glass. He just couldn't understand how someone's mood could change so much. One moment Krane was upset and wasn't telling anyone anything and the moment Jinx showed up everything was sunshine and flowers. He just didn't understand.

"UHQ?" Daxter sat down on the bar. "Where's that?"

"The Underground," Tess whispered as she began to scratch the small rat behind his ear.

As they finished talking, Jak walked back into the bar and sat down in the only seat left, between Krane and Sig.

"Mmmm, quite the money collectors, 'ey? Here's a Gun Upgrade. Now get out! I need my beauty nap," Krew said as he floated over to the large group of people.

"Trust me brother. There aren't enough hours in the day," Daxter said, causing the group to laugh.

"Come on." Krane stood up. "Let's go to the gun range."

"Yeah." Daxter winked and jumped back up on Jak's shoulder. "The gun range all night long."

Jinx, Jak, Krane, and Daxter left Hip Hog Heaven, trying not to give away that Jinx and Krane worked for the Underground. As they walked among the citizens of Haven City, they failed to notice the KG coming towards the Hip Hog Heaven, and that both groups walked right by one another.

R&R please!