I don't own Jak and Daxter or any of its characters. I only own Avelli, Axel, Louin, and the ever growing La'Cour family tree. Sleepingelf owns Cat/Neko.

I am so sorry I haven't been able to update this story in so long! My computer died with the other chapters of this story on it, and it took me forever to get the chapters back. I had to redo this chapter, but I like the way it's turned out. Anyways…..

Thanks for reviewing everyone! This story is almost done! Just hang in there!

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"What the hell happened?"

Axel ran over to where Louin stood with Avelli in his arms but stopped as his eyes fell on Avelli and the blood pooling underneath Louin. Wicken and Cricket came along but stopped when they saw what Axel was looking at.

"What happened?" Sig asked as he came over.

"She's gone," Wicken answered as he walked over to Louin.

"No she's not!" Louin yelled, holding Avelli closer to him. "She's not dead! You have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Let me see her." Wicken placed his hand on Louin's shoulder only to have Louin pull away from him.

"NO! She's FINE," Louin screamed.

Jak walked over to the group with his arms daggling down by his side. His feet shifted around in the sand, and every muscle inside of him ached from all of the Eco he had pumped into them in such a hurry. When he arrived in front of Louin, the orange haired man looked up at Jak.

That look. Jak hadn't seen anyone look like Louin did at the current moment but as he looked, Jak wondered if that was how he looked while his father died. That single thought sent chills through Jak that he had felt with his father, but this time…something was different. After Avelli's death, Jak wouldn't have any parents. Jak was truly, now an orphan.

"How could you?" he asked.

"What?" Jak asked.

"I asked you to watch her!" Louin gently placed Avelli down on the floor and stood up. "How could you let this happen to my Mother!"

"Your Mother?" Jak asked, gripping his fists.

"I was more of a son to her then you were!" Louin glared towards Jak.

"Then maybe you should have been watching her." Jak glared back towards him, gripping his fists together as well.

Louin jumped on Jak, knocking him back down to the ground. He grabbed the blond's collar and raised his right fist to him when Revolver pulled Louin off, and threw him away from Jak.

"If ya'll wanna fight like dogs, I won't hesitate to put you down like one." Revolver took out a small handgun and pulled the hammer back to prove his point. "Now I know the both of you are upset but this ain't no Mar dammed pissin' contest! Both of you get up and start actin' like the men Avelli raised you to be!"

Louin stood and that was when Jak saw all the blood that had stained Louin's clothing. Perhaps it was because his clothing was black that caused it to contrast so brightly and catch his eye but it was the amount of blood that covered Louin that caused a chill to go up his spine.

"Most of a Marauders are gone now but more might come." Revolver placed his gun back onto his hip. "Let's move in and regroup tonight once the moon is high enough."

Jak moved towards Avelli in order to pick her body up when Sig stepped in front of him and bent down.

"I'll get her Cherry," he said gently. "Don't worry about anythin'."

Jak nodded and stood back while Sig picked up his mother's body. He felt Daxter jump back on his shoulder in silence, and then a paw tug on his ear, telling him that he was there.

Time Transfer in…

"I don't want to do this anymore," Jak mumbled to himself.

Three…

Two…

One

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When the white light dissipated, Jak, Daxter, and Axel found themselves standing on top of the Racing Stadium. They fell to their knees and dig their heels into the rough rooftop to prevent from sliding down to the ground. Once they were laying down on their stomachs in a position where they wouldn't fall, they looked down into the Racing Stadium where a race was being held.

"Here?" Jak asked.

"What's it look like?" Axel asked. "Does this look familiar to you at all?"

"Fool!" the Baron roared from the track. "Don't you get it? It's over, Jak! All the heroes died long ago! Only survival remains...by whatever means! This city is mine! These lives are mine! This war is mine! And in war...PEOPLE DIE! Kill him!"

"This is…the final race," Daxter said as he took looked down towards the Stadium. "Ol' red head is about to get it in a few minutes."

"Look out!" a KG yelled.

Jak, Daxter, and Axel watched as Erol sped towards Jak and the Baron. Erol aimed the front of his zoomer towards Jak's back as Jak turned around to see what the fuss was. Erol pushed on the gas and pulled down his racing mask.

"I win, Jak!" Erol muttered.

Jak jumped out of the way of Erol's speeding zoomer but instead of hitting the Dark Eco like Erol had done before; Erol hit the brakes and stopped inches away from the barrels. Erol stood, and took out handgun.

"This is it Jak!" Erol laughed. "Say goodbye!"

"Wait…" Jak blinked as he looked towards Axel. "This…isn't right. Erol died in that crash."

"Only to come back later as a cybo freak!" Daxter added.

"Dammit!" Axel slammed his fists down onto the Stadium's roof. "The timeline is fucked! Something's wrong!"

Jak twitched. "Avelli," he whispered.

"What?" Daxter and Axel asked as one.

"She can't—"

Before Jak could finish, Erol fired his gun towards the Jak of the past. A scream filled the Stadium as the bullet left Erol's gun, and ripped through Jak's right shoulder. Daxter ran over to his best friend and shook him as blood poured out through his wound.

"Arrest him!" the Baron ordered.

Up on the roof, Jak's right arm disappeared and was replaced by a mechanical one instead. Axel and Daxter watched in awe as Jak's arm changed, but that wasn't the only thing that changed on Jak. Krimzon tattoos began to appear on Jak's face, and a dark skin blotch appeared underneath his left eye.

"What the hell?" Jak asked as he looked at himself.

"Time's screwed," Axel answered. "We've got to get back NOW."

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With the help of Jak's new mechanical arm, the three dropped down safety from the Stadium roof, and hid behind an abandoned building. Axel sat on a small box in a large empty living room while Jak studied his arm.

"Where could time have gone wrong?" Axel asked while he rubbed his chin.

"Wow…this thing has a sniper rifle built into it," Jak said in awe.

"Don't get too attached!" Axel warned. "That thing is bad news and until it's gone from your arm, we're not safe."

"It sure is cool though," Daxter said as he too studied the arm.

"When we get back to our timeline don't say anything to any one. They don't know what's going on." Axel nodded as he spoke. "They won't know that anything's changed you got that?"

Jak nodded. "How can we find out where we messed up?"

Axel sighed. "I don't know kid…I really don't know."

Jak looked around the room to see if he could find a mirror. He spotted broken pieces of glass sitting in a corner of the room. Without saying anything, Jak walked over to the broken glass and picked up a single piece. He looked at himself in the mirror.

The KG tattoos covering his face made the color of Jak's eyes stand out more then usual and the black mark underneath his left eye didn't help. To be honest Jak looked…dirty. He looked dirty, mangled, and uneasy. A part of Jak liked the look, but the other part of him thought it made him look too uneasy.

Time Transfer in…

Axel stood. "About time," he hissed.

Three…

Jak sighed and stood as well. "Here goes nothing," he whispered to Daxter.

Two…

"Right behind ya buddy!" Daxter said with a grin.

One

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Instead of being brought back to their normal timeline, the trio found themselves on the sandy beach of Sandover once more. The sunlight dripped down on them, and warmed them as a soft breeze cascaded over their senses.

"Back here again?" Axel asked.

"What—"

Once again Axel dragged Jak and Daxter behind the large rock. Jak remembered why this time, and looked out towards the beach. There, the small girl Cat appeared once more. In her hands was the device that had floated away the last time they had witnessed her. That was when it hit Jak.

"The device," he whispered.

"What about it?" Daxter asked.

"We can't let it float away! After it did we saw those strange white lines in the time steam," Jak explained as he kept his eyes on Cat.

The young woman's face changed to look of frustration as she fiddled with the device in her hands.

"Ah!" She threw the device down onto the sand. "This thing is worthless!"

"Wait for it," Axel whispered. "You go Jak."

Jak twitched but decided that it would be best for him to go. After all, he was the one who wanted to save the device in the first place.

"How am I gonna get…," she sniffled, "home now? If I can't get through, then I can't open the warp gate."

The device the kitten had thrown down to the ground was now floating away in the large ocean, away from her. The ocean waves pulled it farther and farther out, and after a few moments, Cat looked up to see the damage she had done.

"Oh no!" she screamed.

Just as before Cat ran towards the device but stopped when the water came up to her small feet. Jak remembered the fear Cat had of water, and slowly moved out from behind the rock. Cat, however, fell to her knees and began crying loudly in frustration until she heard Jak hit the water.

Jak grabbed the device and walked towards Cat, using the sun's rays to hide his face from her in a shadow. She opened her mouth to say something to Jak as he handed her the device but nothing was coming from her mouth but the moment her eyes saw the device, her frown flipped upside down.

"Kittens don't like water do they?" Jak asked.

"N-No! I'm a water-phobic!" Cat claimed.

"Good thing I was here then," Jak said. He moved his left hand, his normal hand, over to Cat's head and petted her.

"Can I ask?" Cat asked while a blush came over her face. "Who are you?"

He thought for a moment and came up with an answer. "Mar," he said. "Just call me Mar."

"Mar-sama," Cat said as she began to drool.

Jak handed the small cat her device back, and took a few steps back into the water with a smile on his face. These words were coming to him so easily and he didn't know why. He knew exactly what to say to the girl, almost like he had said these words once before.

"Before I go," Jak began, "I have a favor to ask you."

"Anything!" Cat shook her head in excitement.

"Be nice to the Ottsel."

Cat blinked. "You mean Daxter?"

"Yeah." Jak nodded and began to walk away. "See you in four years Neko!"

She gasped. "You know my real name!"

"Sorry I have to go!" Jak waved one hand in the air, and disappeared from her vision when in fact he hid behind the rock with Axel and Daxter.

Axel smiled. "Way to go kid!"

"So that's way Cat was nice to me after that!" Daxter said with a snap of his fingers. "It was because of…you…us!"

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"She's really gone," Samos announced.

Sig, Kleiver, and the La'Cour family had called Samos to come to the Wasteland to have him check over Avelli and were now standing in Revolver's living room. Torn and Ashelin decided to come as well, leaving the city in the hands of Jinx and his men. Samos had spent an hour with Avelli's body in an attempt to bring her back to life but nothing worked.

"This is all Jak's fault," Louin hissed as he gripped his bloody trench coat. "I will never forgive that bastard."

"Don't go blamin' him!" Sig barked. "Death ain't no one's fault so take it easy kid!"

"We're not going to get into a fight," Ashelin said. "We've got to hold together, Jak isn't going to be happy when he gets back and I doubt fighting is going to help any."

"Then what are we supposed to do?" Wicken asked.

Revolver stepped forward. "Let's plan on what to do 'bout the Marauders!"

"Is that all you can think about!" Louin yelled as he stood. "A damn war that we weren't even a part of?"

"Calm down!" Torn ordered. "If you're going to blow up, do it outside! We've got to plan what to do about the Marauders before they come back to try and take Jak's throne."

Without question, Louin walked out of the house and into the front yard. Cricket walked out with him. Revolver turned back to the group with a heavy sigh as he drew his pistol from his holster.

"They're comin' tonight by land and sea," Revolver said. "Kleiver, you think you can manage the Gun Turret for us?"

"I gotta do what I gotta do!" Kleiver grinned. "As long as Jak ain't around I'll man the Gun Turret! Gotta beat his score anyways!"

"Good," Torn said with a nod. "We'll set up posts all around the city and wait for nightfall. When the Marauders get into town they'll have no where to go!"

"Things are going to end tonight!" Revolver clicked the hammer back on his gun. "The way it should have ended when Damas was around!"

A loud banging noise caught the group's attention. Torn turned back to the room where Avelli's body had been laid to rest and ran inside. He stopped in his tracks as he arrived in the doorway; Avelli was standing up, rubbing her head.

"What in Mar's name happened?" she asked.

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