Jak sighed, poking a toad with a stick as he sat by the river in Haven Forest. Daxter looked up at his friend, concerned.

"Eh, Jak? You okay?" Daxter asked, a little nervous. Jak let out another big sigh.

"Oh, well I don't know, Dax. I'm nineteen and all of our adventures are over," He sighed again, it seemed to heave out of his chest. "Fighting bad guys and freaks and racing are like my only good talents."

Suddenly a blue light came down upon them. Over the blue light was a hovering spaceship type thing. Jak smiled and let the light consume him. They both lifted off of the ground.

"Eh, Jak! What's going on!" Daxter yelled. Before they knew it they were inside of the spaceship, a little yellow big headed man was beside them.