Why not, I've read enough stories and my sister likes it enough she wants me to put it on here for her. I know it's sort of been done to do a fanfiction of self insertion, but it's been bouncing in my head for a while so I may as well put it out there.

song of inspiration for the day (rawrberry-let's kill gravity)

"You know, Brenna." I cast my younger sister a glance, taking my momentary concentration off of my game after giving the start button a quick press. "It would be really cool if you could turn down your Korean dramas. If the volume gets any louder those headphones are going to burst into flames in your ears." Brenna just gave me a very bland look of boredom and disinterest.

She pulled one ear bud out and looked away from her ipod just to speak to me in a moderate tone. "If you don't like it then why don't you put your own music in. I'm surprised you haven't already put them in seeing as they're practically glued to yours all day." I pointed to her, making it a clear point that I don't focus well without music constantly in my head, it's what gives me motivation and makes thinking easier. Other people are the same way.

"Well I just finished three weeks worth of homework in two days. I'd like to finally have some down time to relax after having just got back from work as well." What possibly made me finish three weeks of homework in two days people may wonder. It's because I'm a lazy, procrastinating, piece of shit, that's why. My sister just waved me off, telling me that she had been in the living room first, which was true, and that if I didn't like it I could just take the ps2 downstairs into my own room. originally the play station 2 was in my room but a few days before I challenged her to a Dance Dance revolution battle. We're pretty evenly matched.

"Besides." She said. "You're just playing Jak II. You've beat this game more times than you have beat any other one." That I did. Jak and Daxter was still my favorite game. The Jak and Daxter series were my precious babies. I had them all including the racing spin off, but I absolutely refused to purchase the PSP game "The last frontier" Seeing as the game wasn't made by Naughty dog and it had bad reviews from fellow fans. So I decided to not waste my money on it.

I come from a family where we see it pointless to buy new gaming systems if there is just going to be a new model of it a year later. So for now, all I have is my old ps2 slim and a Wii that my nephew likes to play on. "I still like to play it you little rat, so at least turn it down a little bit. I'm going to watch the cut-scene with Kor." I always make it a point in all the Jak games to leave one profile unfinished that way if I want to I can fight the final boss to my hearts content, I do it quite often, finding it a nice stress release when I'm tired and want to vent but have no good way of venting all my frustration.

I turned the volume to twenty-five, I don't like odd numbers so it oddly has to be on a five or a zero on the last number, and listened as the scene played. "This thing is a precursor?" Jak asked holding the stone out in front of him.

"The last precursor egg." Kor said with anticipation in his voice. "Mar was clever, he hid his tracks well through time, hiding his last egg from me, and building the shield walls and the city to protect it." Even if this guy was a total prick, his voice always intrigued me. Something about voices so frightening excited me. "But today I will finally feed on the last precursor life force!" Yeah, cool voice even if evil beyond reason.

"Not this time!" Jak bit back. Wait a second. I put the controller down and paused the game. I swear the dialogue in this just totally flipped on me. Jak was supposed to say that just before Kor revealed he had younger Jak in his possession. Why is my game acting funny? "Hey, Bren!"

Brenna took her headphones out again at my screaming. "What?!" She snapped back, clearly she did not like it when I called her name so lovingly.

"Did you scratch the disk the last time you played it? It's acting weird and the dialogue is all messed up. Like the words are in the wrong order even, listen."

Brenna grudgingly sat up in the brown leather recliner and listened as I pressed the start button to un-pause it. "You are such a part of this, so much more than you ever thought possible. Others as well." Ok now I know for a damn fact that was never a line.

Brenna got up from her seat and came over to look at the ps2. "The fuck did you do to the game?"

I held my arms up in defense, "I didn't do shit man. I just turned it on and got the game set up. It's been doing this since I loaded up my old profile, number two slot since you have the odd slots. It shouldn't be acting up at all." we'd had the game since we were little girls and we'd made it very clear to take the best care of them. As little kids of course they'd get scratched so we'd got the marks filled in so they would work like new again, but that's beside the point.

I shrugged and just put my music in, it was good "Follow me down" by Zedd came on, I needed some good music to get me going. "It's nothing big, just some lines in the wrong place. I'll be fine. go back to watching your K drama now." Because honestly a few misplaced lines in a game should not bother me one little bit, but i'm OCD so to memorize the lines then to play them one day to hear them out of order with new context it's a little peeving. It didn't matter. I turned the game off and decided I would go to bed for the day. I had an anatomy class the next day for one of my prerequisites and I needed my sleep. Games could always wait.

The following morning was boring. My friend and I went to her early class and I waited outside of the classroom like I always had. Kor's stupid new lines kept bothering me and I know I shouldn't have been dwelling on stupid crap like that, but when thinking back on it, it just irks me to no end. Johanna had asked me what kept annoying me since she noticed I was picking at my lip. Which I answered, "My games are annoying me at home. Something is wrong with Jak II and it's bugging the crap out of me"

She shrugged. Johanna wasn't much of a gaming person as I was. I mean she had a good bout of systems like I did, maybe even a few more, but she was an x-box child so her and I weren't even on the same level, add in the fact she doesn't hardly play games either. The ps2 was more or less an alien thing to her."Maybe it's time to throw the game out then. Get a new one, you know." I gasped and looked at her shocked.

"Woman I can't just throw those games away!" I had my arms flailing in the air dramatically, effectively gaining me some unwanted attention from those around us that were all in the hawk central area. we're sort of a small campus, but we're just a community college so it was alright, everyone knew everyone. "Jojo I've had these games since I was eight, that's eleven years! I can't just give them up like that. It's just the words from the characters that are messed up is all."

"Well that could mean something is wrong and it's time to get either the game fixed or look into the system itself." Hearing that I wanted to bash my head into a wall. I hadn't even thought about checking my actual console itself. I'd always just assumed it was the games since when they skipped or froze it was because of scratches. For all I knew it could have been the ps2's laser piece that reads the disc itself that was all wonky.

I groaned and leaned against her shoulder as we walked. "Johanna, for somebody who isn't a big gaming girl, you say some pretty smart crap sometimes that I don't even realize." Johanna liked the compliment and responded that she already knew it. She nudged me off her shoulder and like that we continued our day as we did normally. That's how everything was. Living day to day just in routine, it was kind of boring but at least I was safe. I often wonder what life would be like if I was born in another family, what they'd be like what I could do. Like I could be in karate or something such as that.

At nineteen years old, though it didn't matter. What mattered now was going to school to get my masters degree earned for Pediatrics. That was my main goal in life and it's all I was focused on. I didn't have much of a social life so video games sort of filled that empty part of my time, but don't for a minute think that I don't have any friends. There are plenty, so I'm not to lonely.

When our classes were over Johanna and I drove back to our homes, said our goodbyes and went about our separate schedules. As usual I found my little sister on the couch with her iPod in hand and earbuds in watching her Korean dramas. Honestly what was the appeal of those shows? All K-pop fans frighten me, the fact Brenna was trying to covert me to be a fan was scary too.

Deciding that it would be an opportune time to take advantage of the TV I turned the ps2 on and got the cords all changed out with the Wii's cords. Brenna often liked to use Netflix to watch her shows so the Wii and ps2 cords would be all tangled after so many exchanges. A brief puzzle solved, some angry expletives and minutes later the cords were all situated and my beautiful old slim came to life. "My baby." I cooed and let my hand graze over the top of it. I checked it shortly for any internal problems, the laser, which was fine, the actual reader and the part that makes it spin, and all seemed in order. It was going to be an interesting day I could feel it

I pressed the start button and watched the light go from sleeping red, to vibrant life green.

I muted the opening title screen and got the game loaded. Loading slot two, I sat my butt down and got ready for some serious game play. The game did the very same thing it did the night before. The lines were still different but they were still the same as they were last night. Out of order, new lines, and now even with new movements from the characters such as Kor actually stroking young Jak's hair. "My game is being weird again." I mumbled and set the controller down.

The strangeness of this almost made me want to call up my sweet Nav on Skype. She was as much a fan of this series as me, had she had this same problem with the game? If she had maybe she could help me figure out what was wrong. I decided I would call her later. Right now I was cramping, in pain, upset and wanting nothing more than to vent. Problem was I had no outlet, and murder is not legal in my country, just like in most others. So killing Kor in the game was about as good as I was going to get. "Whatever, let's get this going again." I had paused the game for a minute or two just to debate this all.

I was just in the mood to play something and feel better, I could learn to deal with a few stupid changed lines and actions. seriously, things like this shouldn't be as annoying as they currently are. I hit the start button.

Kor unfroze and continued to talk, I was only half listening because my cat came into the room and put her fuzzy butt in my face so I went to pet her. "There are even worlds you aren't aware of Jak, the precursors are strong, and their power holds the sweetest taste. You will not stop me!" Kor lashed out his tail and holy shit was it cool but really unexpected, enough so I didn't even have time to grab my controller to skip the scene to start battling him.

It hit 'me' square in the chest and it sent Jak flying toward the camera of the game. My TV was epic and only now did I appreciate the high def 47 inch plasma screen. "If this was a 3-D television this would be cooler." I was going to cringe when Jak hit the camera after he came hurtling toward me but it didn't go the way I expected. there was no crack of a body or the sound of armor hitting stone.

There was no groans of pain, at least not right away. There wasn't any time, before I could even blink or breathe I was knocked to the ground, pure dead weight thrown at me so quick I became winded.

Heavy metal clacked against the side of my head and got my head dizzy. Fuck! I swore, if Brenna had thrown anything at me I was never going to buy her another RedBull. I groaned, trying to sit up but there was something on my chest. Grabbing at it all I got was fabric and toned arms. Man, Bren's weights classes were paying off. Though wasn't she behind me when I was playing? "God get the hell off me you chubby cow." I pulled on the Bren's hair, the blonde-WAIT!

I took a look at the hair in my fist. It was greenish blonde, like straight up colored shit. Bren and I had brunette hair with natural red tints during the summer. Who the fuck was on me that had greenish blonde hair?

I dared to look, but I would not believe it. There was absolutely no way this was possible, just no chance whatsoever. I moved my eyes to see a pair of almost sky blue eyes staring back down at me, their hand grabbing at mine as it remained tangled in their hair. Nope, so done with this, absolutely not, dream or something else, anything but real life, I'm not dealing with this right now!

"Get off of me!" I screamed and drove the heels of my feet into their gut, throwing the person, who I was now fairly certain was not my sister as far away from me as I could. I skittered to my feet and grabbed Brenna's arm, pulling her from the couch to stand behind me. She was just quiet, iPod long forgotten now, which is saying something since she's always attached to it. I kept us behind the couch away from the other person, holding her tight and if they were dangerous I'd be the first to get Bren the fuck out of the room.

This was like a fanfiction, swear to god ,because like any other writer I'd thought about doing a self story like this, but not quite this situation. "Who are you?" I asked. Yeah I know, I know, it's obvious who it it, but to give some credit I would rather act stupid and on that rather than act like I know what's going on and possibly get shot. "I asked you who you were." I looked down at the figure who now stood up

"Who cares?" He asked with a grunt. Oh what a pleasant attitude. I glared.

"The girl you practically crushed underneath your body. That's who." I stepped back another step when he took a step forward, making it clear that if he got to close to us we were going to bolt and get the heck out of the room. "Listen, it's pretty clear something really important is going on, so how about you-"

"Jak!" I turned my eyes back to the TV, I forgot I had been playing the game when it decided to throw a character at me. "We aren't through yet." Kor threw his tail through the screen of my Television and anyone else I'm sure would have thought would have broke it, and I sort of hoped it would have. The appendage came through quick and punched a hole in the wall next to me and Bren.

We both screamed in terror and ran in two different directions. She left the room leaving me and Jak there alone. In my opinion that was good, she was out of here and away from all this stupid out-of-this-dimension crap. This wasn't supposed to be real, none of it was. This is the kind of stuff that happens in fanfiction. not fucking real life, so why did it happen.

"Sure." I snapped and ran around Kor's lashing tail, doing my very best not to become impaled. "Some people get glitching game systems, they freeze, you get cool glitches, they can still play the game without the disc being inside it. Did I get a system like that?" I grabbed my pocket knife from my backpack and brought it down on Kor's tail as hard as I could, wrenching it hard to the side to leave a nasty gash. Just so you all know, this is just plain out of fear, all this cool crap that may sound cool, it's not as graceful as you think.

"Some people get systems that sometimes defy the laws of physics, what do I get stuck with, a system that decides to defy the laws of all reality!" on pure adrenaline, and shoving Jak out of the way I waited until Kor pulled his tail back, taking my lovely first pocket knife with it, toward his body to ready it for another strike, then I pulled on the power cord of my ps2 and ripped it clean out of the outlet socket. The screen went dark and Kor disappeared from my screen.

For a good few minutes nothing was said at all. I stood in my living room, my once clean shirt now covered in purple black fluids, Kor's blood I think, a few scratches on me and my brown hair everywhere. I didn't even look over at the other person in the room, maybe if I pretended he wasn't there it would all just go away, like a bad nightmare you get from playing too many games until four in the morning. "Nope, I'm done." I dropped the play station cord and walked briskly out of my living room and down the hall to the stairs where I could find Bren most likely hiding in den of my room.

I was vaguely aware of the footsteps that ran after me, and the voice of someone demanding to know what the hell just happened and who I was but I ignored it all. I refused to be drawn into this fanfiction-esque type of deal. Sure, I dreamed of this thing happening, it's a cool concept and everything, but at nineteen years old I think i'm a little to old to be thinking of silly things like that. "Look." I turned on my heel to stand face to face with Jak but instead all I got was a fuzzy orange and yellow animal muzzle in my own.

"No, you look here sweetie." Daxter stood on his haunches. "After what just happened, and you getting us stuck here, we want some answers."

Excuse me?! They wanted answers? I wanted some god damn answers. And to demand these all from a pmsing young women who just lost her favorite, and only knife, you're in for a rude punch to the face. "Listen here fuzz mug, and listen well." I crossed my arms under my chest. "I don't know what the fuck just happened,alright? I was only playing my favorite video game series and suddenly reality decided to throw you two at me through some type of rip or something to that effect. I can't help you much at all if anything to start with."

I turned back around, once again hearing heavy metal boots clack against the tile floors of my downstairs rooms. I lived in a big house, since i'm in college and have a job I still live at home with my parents, but I get the entire downstairs to myself. So a den, bedroom with a fireplace, a bathroom, guest room and small kitchen to myself. "Look you two, i'm more or less running on pure adrenaline right now, and dopamine too. In a few minutes it's going to wear off and i'm going to end up having an panic attack over what just happened."

And I would alright, probably crash hard too.

"I should never have been able to gather the strength to do any of that back there, but the mind's will to survive is amazing like that isn't it." In a situation of fight or flight I was lucky my brain picked fight instead of flight, because i'm such a baby I run from a spider. "So please give me some space until I approach you two on my own. Just sit somewhere else but where I am. Nobody is here and won't be for a few days. So just, go somewhere else in the house and wait for me to find you."

Because I swear if I didn't go find my sister and scream in my pillow for a good solid few minutes I was going to take the leap of faith from the steep hill road I live on with a skateboard under my feet. When I walked away and didn't hear them behind me I brought my hands down my face, nearly crying. To much stress to deal with in such a short time span. None of this should have been real, this is all supposed to be in dreams and stories online.

I hoped to god that my sister wasn't having a hard time coping with this. As I thought she was downstairs though she was sitting in one of our large lawn chars, the ones with the cushion and they're like a half ball you can sit in, it was one of those. She had her knees to her chest and her chin on her knees.

"What is reality now?" She asked looking at me with blank wide eyes.

Yup. She's alright.

Alright everyone that does it for the first chapter, I don't know if it was any good, it's been a fucking long ass time since I wrote anything, I will be putting a warning on here for language and some possibly mild sexual themes, but nothing involving the characters, at most it's just going to be jokes, but i'll see how I feel about it.

Please read and review, give me feedback, what do you guys think hopefully some advice of how to get better at writing since i'm terrible right now. Hope you enjoy, hope you all have good nights. Now where did I put my ipod, i can't sleep without it T^T