Paradise Eco

welcome to my next book called Don't You Fake It, this book comes right after Weight Of The World and contuines 2 months after it.

Summary: The Kras City Republic has taken the word 'controlled' a little too far, and the group is right in the middle of the whole mess. When Kras declares war on much more powerful emenies they seem to come crashing down, and fast. How far will Chancellor Ives go for power, and who will he kill for it? And in the end who will fall far enough that they won't be able to come back, no matter how much they want to?

Don't You Fake It

Chapter I: Eyes On Fire

Spargus has grown since the Dark Marker's came back, it expanded outwards towards the Marauders and made stronger walls to keep them out. Inside a school was made, and better protection system was also built along with more cars (including the the remaking of the Sand Shark). When the Hellcat does land in the Wasteland, it lands inside the city instead of outside the walls where many can be killed. Jak crossed his arms over his chest and sighed, if his father were here would he be proud? Jak wasn't the king but Sig was, he rather have Sig be the king then himself. He rubbed his temples as the morning breeze came in, his eyes stayed on the ground as he heard the wagon coming in. Inside was Erol, on trial today for what he did to everyone in this world.

"Jak are you okay?' Jak turned and looked at Keira, she stepped up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "You look tired, have you slept at all?"

"No." Jak mubbled. "I can't stop thinking about him and how he effected us."

"It's okay," Keira said leaning her head on his shoulder. "He'll get what's coming to him. I don't think anyone who has half a brain would let him out." Jak took Keira's hand and grinned.

"Thanks."

Within the Frozen Ice Temple, the trees were drapped with small ice crystals and broken hopes. Near the frozen lake, small childern played around it as elders told stories to young ones that were willing to listen. Inside, Daara sat inside one of the stone rooms watching them. Her heart went out to the small childern, playing so wildly near the lake not even caring what could happen to them. They had no clue what was going to unwind in Spargus within hours.

"Knock, knock... anybody home?"

"Come in," Daara said closing a book. "I was waiting for you."

"I know," The person said sitting on her bed. "How are you feeling considering your current state?" Daara touched her cheek.

"I don't know..."

"Are you going to the trial?" Daara sighed at his question.

"I don't want to see Seth, so no. I'm staying here, come and tell me what happens okay?" He kissed the top of her head and smiled.

"You'll find out even before I know," He brushed her hair aside. "Considering what lives in the basement."

"It's not alive."

"Sure it's not."

"Eat your oatmeal Herr," Keira said as Eli stumbled in. He wore a pair of black shorts and a white open dress shirt, he wore fingerless gloves and a pair of sandals. His brown hair was wet from the shower and was starting to show more green, and the random blue hair that he got from his mother. He sat and put his head on the table, Herr laughed and shoved a spoonful of oatmeal in his mouth.

"Morn' Elijaha!"

"Morning Herr," Eli glanced up at his mother. "Can I please die?" Keira smiled and rubbed his head.

"Nah, I like you too much." She passed him a bowl of oatmeal. "Eat, then you can go..." She trailed off when Jak walked in, he was rubbing his head like he was in pain. "Jak are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jak said sitting down beside Herr, he rubbed his head and stared down. Everything was quiet as everyone glanced to each other, Jak was about to say something when there was a soft knock at the door. Eli got up and ran down the stairs to get it, he opened the door and was attacked by a fuzzy orange thing. He rolled his eyes and started up the stairs, more fuzzy orange things ran past him.

"Wow Jak what are you feeding this kid?" Daxter said jumping on the table. "Or did you finally mould the twins together?"

"Dax..." Jak said smirking, the orange osslet jumped on the table and walked past Herr.

"KITTY!" Herr cried trying to grab Daxter's tail.

"Dad," Eli said as two osslets sat on his shoulder. "I'm going outside."

"'kay."

"Will you three get off my head!" Eli shouted at the two on his shoulder, the darker one was nammed Obby. Daxter's first son, he wore the same kind of pants as his father and was wild like his father, craving for adverture! The other was named Ryren a lighter shade of orange, he wore a jacket and goggles instead of pants.

"Nah," Obby laughed. "We messed ya bro, how's things on this side?"

"You haven't heard?"

"Well duh," Obby said knocking on Eli's head. "When you go to Clover Island, you don't really hear anything about the outside world."

"Oh," Eli grumbled. "Just stuff."

"I heard you have a new girlfriend." Ryren smirked. "Is she hot?"

"WHAT!?"Obby screamed. "A girlfriend, Seth said you were gay!"

"You believe what Seth tells you?" Eli groaned.

"How's Daara?" Ryren asked looking down, Eli smirked and crossed his arms.

"Daara's fine... but I haven't heard from her for the last couple of months."

"Sooo," Obby said leaning on Eli's shoulder. "Tell me about the girl. Is she a blonde? Oh, is she a firey red head? With a sexy osslet friend?"

"I'm not telling you anything."

:Elijah, I need your help. Hurry.:

"Oh who was- whoa slow down!" Obby shouted as his brother jumped off Eli's shoulder, Eli ran down the streets. The city was alive again, people lined the streets as important people came through. He ran and pushed his way through the people, earning a F off and a shove back. He got out of the crowd, he stopped when he saw the Butterfly. He touched the seat and ran back into the city, he climb a couple of stairs and looked around.

"Damn it, where is she."

"Who are we looking for?" Obby shouted over the cheering.

"Get her!" Someone shouted, Eli looked down at the massive group chasing after a girl. Eli jumped over the railing and ran after the group, he slid into an alley way and waited as the pack ran past. Eli reached out and grabbed the girl, he pulled her into his embrace of his chest. He covered her mouth as the group ran past; she struggled in his hold kicking and screaming.

"Calm down," Eli whispered. "Grante calm down." He put one arm around her waist to keep her close, Obby jumped from Eli's shoulder and went in front of the girl. Obby's eyes went wide and he pointed at her.

"IT'S EROL'S DAUGHTER!" Grante smashed her foot into his body, which sent him flying over the buildings.

"Obby..." Erol said as he felt wetness on his hand, running down Grante's cheeks were tears. Eli pulled her form closer, she wore a black shirt and striped stockings. Eli could feel the built in corset she was wearing through her top, he felt buttons on her shirt along with ruffles. She had also cut her hair into layers, Grante soon went limp in his hold. She leaned back on him, Eli removed his hand and smiled. "How are you?"

"Am I an awful person?" Grante whispered, Eli held her closer around the shoulders.

"Not you, just who made you."

"Kahen, are you ready yet?" Jahen said knocking on her door, he buttoned up his black dress shirt as he listened for an sign that Kahen was still in her room. She came to the door wearing a black mini skirt and a red and black striped top, she smiled and fluffed her brown hair. She wore her own tie and his black cobat boots, Jahen rolled his eyes.

"How do I look?"

"Like a whore?" Kahen punched his arm.

"Haha." Kahen growled. "I have a feeling... something big is going down today." Kahen said walking out of her room attaching her guns to her belt, Jahen followed and sighed. Only Kahen would bring guns to the trail, and if she was told to lose them. She'll fight them off until she was blue in the face and bleeding to death, he played with his one gun. They must have some sort a connection, because what could explain why he was carrying a knife in his boot?

Grante clenched her hands as she stared into the arena, old KGs wore their old uniforms and freely showed off their battle scars. Grante sat down beside Eli as new FL, EG, and KG Grauds, each had a pistol in his hands and wandered freely about. Grante rubbed her shoulders and tried to focus up ahead, there was a large platform and two tables. One was very large and the other was a small single person table, no one was willing to protect Erol. Who would be considering his track record?

"I hope he gets what he deserves." A pair of old KGs said sitting down, Grante glanced to them. All over their faces were old KG tattoos from the olden days.

"How long have we waited to see him fall to his knees? I wish I could punish him myself!" The other shouted. "I know many who want their fill."

"Do you remember Montley? A hot little thing, too bad she fell for Erol."

"Isn't she going to be appaering?"

"Supposely."

ALL RISE...

A computerized voice said, huge comm. units floated around the arena. The Precusors walked out, first the Leader came out followed closely by the Surfer and the Dumby. Daxter came out on Jak's shoulder, behind him was Samos, Seem and Onin -along with Precker.

"All sit," The Precusor Leader said as everyone sat, he looked down at the file infront of him and glanced to the group around him. "Bring in Erol Kanna." A flood of boos came from everywhere, Eli wrapped one arm around Grante's shoulder as Erol walked out. He didn't look around, why look around when there's not a friendly face in site? Erol sat at the table and didn't look up as Samos started talking.

"It would take too long to list all your crimes, but the biggest one would have to be trying to destory the world." Samos sighed. "How do you plead?"

"Gulity." Erol muttered, the Precusor Leader sighed.

"If so, I sentence you to-"

"Wait!" Someone shouted from the stands, everyone turned towards the person as that person stood. "I have something to say."

TBC...