Hello again fellow readers, I had this in my head for a while, so I finally got down to writing it.

Keira! YAY!

Enjoy! I don't own Jak & Daxter etc.

I Made You, Just the way you are.

We are stuck here in this wretched time, in this stupid dump of a city, and I'm the one to blame. It's my fault. Why? I made you, exactly how you are. You may not think about it, but if you really go back, I'm the one to blame.

Jak, do you remember the times back in Sandover, when we could sit endlessly at the beach, have fun in the village, or getting daddy to get you two? Those times seem so far away. I miss those days, where everything was simple, everything was beautiful.

I feel so helpless... so lost. I long for those better days, but they are gone chasing them are as pointless as chasing the wind. Just like you sometimes. Why? Because I did it. I'm the reason behind all this, If it wasn't for my stupid mouth and "I'm the best mechanic" attitude in interrupting daddy about getting over the fire canyon, then we'd probably still be in Sandover, not knowing this horrid place, this dark, cold unforgiving city. We would still be happy and be living peaceful lives, together.

You shouldn't have taken your revenge on Erol or Praxis, You should have taken it out on me instead. They are not the ones that should have died, I should of. I should be the target of your hatred, rage, despair and torture. Why because I made you that way.

Who got us here to this time, me. They did not make you, I did. I cry myself at night, because of my mistakes. The closer we got to that citadel, the closer we got to your doom. The closer we got to this putrid place.

The closer we were from reaching our goal, the further it was.

Jak, I feel so lost. Since we came here, I was alone and lonely, everyone and everything sees so... Alien, from another world. When you and Daxter came back telling me that this stupid wreck of a City was Sandover, I nearly fainted, amost died there on the floor. I could not be live that my... Our paradise became... this! Why? Because I made it.

Because of the zoomers I had back in daddy's hut, the technology was used to make this city. All those drawings and inventions I left behind, built this place. I'm the reason for it all. Sometimes it makes me curse the day I was born. And because of that, The rift rider got us here, and you were taken, gone for two years. It was all my fault, all of it.

It's my fault you were tortured by the baron, It's my fault that we are stuck here, It's my fault that we cannot go back. It's my fault that those happy days are over.

Now everything is different, even you have changed. Why? Because I made you. I made you who you are. The reason why you are so cold and broken was because of me...

I can never really forgive myself for this.

I never think I can.

The reason why you were put through battles and war, and losing the only family you have was because of me. I made this future. I made how everything is today!

The reason why you grieve, the reason why you talk, you kill, you destroy, is because a young woman with aqua hair dropped into your life. I just 'had' to be the damsel in distress. I am the reason why.

I'm the reason for your anger problems, the transformation into that beast. I'm the reason why you kill mercilessly with those claws, those horns, and those eyes. I'm the reason why countless pepole cry at their family's loss.

I'm the one who caused it, I'm the only one to blame. Not the KG, Praxis, Erol, Veger, it's me. I made you into that monster, the terror of Haven. The dread of mothers, the death of brothers.

It was my choice for us to get in that damned rider, and from that second, I sealed your fate, shutting the light away from you, forever.

But after all I've done for you, after getting you this far through everything we had faced, you throw it in my face. You had a fun time with Ashelin, didn't you? Had the best time of your life, didn't you? Daxter did not care to interrupt after all the times we had a close moment. But why?

Now I feel so... Helpless... confused... unused... Because all my life had lost its meaning. My whole life was centred at you, you were everything, the reason why I worked with tools, the reason I helped with the gadgets. The only reason that had survived Haven was because each day, I hoped that you would come and save me from this place, from the misery.

Yet you smash all that hard work in my face. You can have her, fine! Enjoy her and her bust, but I truly don't care! I wish that only that you could wake up and see the light, the true light. Only wish that you could see me, not just a single glance bt attention, your full, undivided attention.

Yet you can't. It was not to be, I can see that clearly now. The choice was far out of my hands by now. Why?

Because I made you.

Exactly who you are.

Exactly who we are.

Exactly where we are.

Because I made you.