A/N:
HELLO MY ADORING READERS!
As promised, I have begun part two of MTLH! I am beyond excited to get into this part, as the plans I made for it have existed for years! Once again, I appreciate all your reviews and sticking with my version of Jak and Daxter's adventures. It means the world to me that you all enjoy it so much.
From the bottom of my heart, Thank you all.
And so, without further ado...
Me, The Legendary Hero...Part Two.
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Darla.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T TAKE HIM!" I screamed at the man, Maichael and Torn gripping my arms on either side of me, holding me back as I lunged forward, "YOU CAN'T TAKE HIM!" Heat spread throughout my body and I could feel my eyes glaze over red. I watched helplessly as the most important person in my world struggled against two guards while they slapped electric handcuffs onto his wrists.
"You can't do this!" Daxter shouted, stomping his feet on the ground, "He saved this whole fucking city! Who do you think you are?!"
"I run the Grand Council. So...I can. I will. And I have," The bastard faced me, hands clasped behind his back. His face was flat but I could see a smile playing across his thin lips. He was enjoying this. "He is a monster."
"I am a monster!" I shouted, my voice cracking. I tore my right arm out of Maichael's grasp and shot out my claws.
Veger took a step back but made no move to run, "You're no threat to Haven City," He shook his head, "You have the control Baron Praxis hoped his other...experiments would gain over time. Of course they never did..." He chuckled to himself, "They either died...or they're Jak."
I growled and leapt for him again, but Torn's hold on me was stronger than I'd expected and I dropped to my knees. Veger rolled his dark eyes and snapped his fingers at his guards, "Take him."
"NO!" I roared in an unearthly voice, turning into my demon side, my monster, Dark eco bolts shooting out from my body in every direction. Veger jumped back, making a disgusted sound. Maichael and Torn rushed at me, grabbing my arms despite being shocked repeatedly by my bolts.
Veger brushed off his blue trench coat and composed himself, then indicated to his guards to continue dragging my Jak towards the Hellcat cruiser. "If I were you, and if you all know what's good for you...which you don't," he spat, "I would find a way to control your warriors." My demon receded and I was on my knees again, feeling defeated.
Veger looked down at me as if I were vermin. "One of them broke countless laws and endangered lives, and therefore needs to be punished. You should try and make sure the second one doesn't fuck up as well." He turned away from us, then headed over to the Hellcat. Daxter went sprinting at the guards, yelling at the top of his lungs, then clung to Jak's leg as he was pulled into the vehicle. Ashelin was standing in the way of it, clearly protesting Count Veger's decision, but I couldn't tell what she was saying...my ears were ringing so loudly, I felt as though my head would explode.
Ashelin stepped into the huge cruiser with Veger, still arguing as the door shut behind them. The Hellcat rose into the air and flew away, taking my heart and soul with it.
"Darla..." I heard Keira whisper from behind me.
Torn and Maichael still had a hold on me and I was annoyed, "Get off me." I hissed.
Their hands immediately retracted and they backed away. Keira said my name again and I got to my feet and faced my friends.
"What happens next?" Torn asked me, his tone cautious and soft. "What comes after this, D?"
I shook my head incredulously, "Are you kidding me? Does it look like I have life itself playing out in front of me, Torn?!" I stomped past him furiously and headed over to a rusty abandoned zoomer, "I don't know what happens after this! I haven't seen anything after this!" I stopped and spun around, "I haven't had any major visions since the war, and visions of the future have been so vague that I couldn't even tell you what happens next. And even as far back as the first visions I'd ever had...this was the farthest they had taken me!" My eyes welled up and I turned back around, hurrying towards the zoomer.
"Wait!" Keira shouted, "We need to come up with a plan! We have to-"
"There's nothing right now. I'm going home." I swung my leg over the zoomer and kicked it on, feeling the water flow out from my eyes. I switched hover zones and took off towards my apartment.
As the wind dried the salty tears on my cheeks, I searched for my inner demon for answers. She was dead silent and there was no feeling, no familiar ping in the back of my mind indicating any vision of some sort. It was as normal as someone should feel, but the most abnormal feeling to me.
Right now, I was on my own.
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Jak.
I searched for any sign of life in Darla's wide blue eyes. They were staring off into the distance, as they always did when she was having visions. But, she'd been...gone a while now. We had sat her down onto her office chair immediately after she said a vision was coming, and she hadn't moved since.
"Should I...try and snap her out of it?" I asked Maichael, who was pacing the perimeter of the room.
"No! No," He said, coming up to me, "I don't think we should. I've never tried it and I feel like..." He bit his lip and leaned over my shoulder to look at her, "I feel like if she doesn't, you know...ride the vision out, it will fuck her up somehow." He sighed in frustration, "I sound stupid, maybe we should just try and-"
"No, I think you're right," I said, "We don't want to do anything that could hurt her."
Maichael nodded and resumed his pacing, "I just don't know how much more of this I can-"
"NO!" Darla shouted, startling us both. We jumped and she arched her back, her eyes shutting tight. She gripped her head by the sides and shook, and I knelt down to her and grabbed her wrists.
"Darla! It's okay!" I shouted, tightening my hold on her wrists as she thrashed around, "It's just a vision! Come back to us!"
She stopped shaking then and slowly opened her eyes to look down at me. The whites of her eyes were unfathomably bloodshot and her lips were cracked and slightly parted. She looked exhausted.
"Jak." She said quietly, "Just another vision..."
"Yes, I know," I smiled at her reassuringly, even though I was terrified of what she had seen. I placed her hands on her lap, "Are you alright? Do you want to talk about it with us?"
She glanced up at Maichael, then looked down at her thumbs, "Nah. It's the same one I keep having. It's just been more frequent, that's all. I'm fine."
Obviously I didn't believe a word of that, but of course I wouldn't press any further. "Okay." I brushed one of her blonde waves behind her ear, "Why don't you take today off?"
She began to argue but Maichael stepped in to help me, "D, you haven't been yourself since the war three weeks ago. You keep having this fucked up vision of yours and you've been extra tired and worn down. Torn will understand!"
Darla had a look of guilt on her face and it confused me for a moment. But, then she smiled tiredly and nodded, "You're right, thanks boys." She slowly got to her feet and I grabbed her hand.
"I will take over for you," Maichael said, patting her shoulder, "I will call if there's an emergency."
She thanked him and I guided her out of her office into the hallway. She was dragging her feet, moving so sluggishly that I thought maybe I should carry her. As I turned to ask her if she wanted that, we rounded a corner and bumped right into an extremely tall figure. He was wearing a long blue coat and had badges from many achievements he clearly was proud of. He was balding and middle-aged, and glared down at us with dark-pit eyes.
I blinked in surprise, "Sorry, excuse us." I said politely as I guided Darla around the man.
"Yes, excuse you," He muttered rudely, making a face at me as he continued down the hallway.
I laughed humorlessly, "Jackass." I turned to Darla and she had a pained look on her face as she watched the tall man turn the corner. "Don't worry about that prick, baby. He was being an asshole." Her look disconcerted me, especially with her bloodshot eyes standing out so much.
"Yeah," She said, her voice hoarse. She turned, still holding my hand, and continued walking down the hall with me without another word.
She's fine, I thought to myself, There's plenty of work to be done tomorrow. The war is over. She's fine. We're fine.
I wasn't too sure of myself. But I had to hope that everything would be okay.
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A/N:
That's all you get for now! I didn't want to jump into the story without a little bit of introduction. Hope you're all ready!
Read, review, and brace yourselves.
~RyJones