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2 Years Later
Klaxon watched the stars in the sky as he sat atop the Palace, smirking at all the pranks he played on the KG throughout the day. He wondered what had happened to Jak after he met him when he was imprisoned for "beautifying" the city's statue of the Baron and couldn't help feeling some guilt. He didn't have any time or even know where Jak was to help him. He then got up and threw a paint bomb into the Throne Room and disappeared in black mist before it went off.
When he reappeared at the Hideout he bumped into Torn who gave him the usual glare.
"Okay, what have I or my friends done to annoy you today?" said Klaxon in a "as if I cared" voice.
"You and your friends are making it hard to help the city when you go around acting loony." growled the Underground Commander.
"I'm a prankster, you can't stop that. Besides, it annoys the Baron to death. Thought you'd like that." said Klaxon disappearing in black mist then reappearing behind Torn and he walked into the Underground base where he saw Combu working on a new explosive device. Funny how the Dragon-human became the Explosive expert for their team in missions, Noir the engineer, Destra was their Infiltrator, Alex was the Heavy Hitter, and Ignitus was a Wild-Card in combat but luckily only to the enemy. Flare was medic for the team, and Comet due to her ability to blend in very well with dark areas was the "Assassin" for the group.
"Okay half-breeds. I've got a mission for you, go to the area near the KG Prison and scope it out. We have a man there so be careful." said Torn and the group left.
Jak's Point of View
"Freedom! Nice to breath some fresh air isn't it?" said Daxter on my shoulder and I roll my eyes at his contuning antics as I walk the streets which are severely uneven. Two years in prison suffering that...torture, it felt great to finally be free but my mind could only think about killing Praxis. I keep walking unaware of eyes watching me as I approach an old man.
"Greeting strangers. My name is Kor, may I help-" begins the old man getting into my path and I grab him by the collar of his robes.
"You look like a reasonably smart man. I want answers! Where the heck am I?!" I said getting in his face then shoving him back.
"Eh, sorry. He's new to the whole conversation thing." I hear Daxter say to the small child with "Kor".
"Well my angry young 'friend', you are a guest of his 'majesty' Baron Praxis who is the ruler of 'glorious' Haven City." said Kor motioning with his staff to the surrounding area.
"I was just a 'guest' in the 'good' Baron's prison!" I snap.
"Inside a cell or inside the city, we are all his prisons inside the walls." he turns around and I sense fear radiate from him, "Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I-I'd move along if I were you." he finishes motioning the child forward as Krimzon Guards come forward with civilians running but a few unlucky enough to get shot.
"By order of his majesty, the grand protector of Haven City, all citizens in this sector are under arrest for suspicion of harboring Underground fugitives. Surrender and DIE!" said the lead KG.
"Uh, excuse me sir? Isn't it 'surrender...OR DIE'!?" yelled Daxter glaring at the KG with his teeth barred.
"Not in this city! Protect us from these guards and I can take you to someone who can help you!" said Kor from behind me and return my attention to the KGs in front of me with a smirk when a blue bolt takes the head off the lead KG. I turn my head to the right to see a figure wearing black-grey armor, and a wierd weapon on his right should, smoking. He's wearing a mask but the mouth area is unarmored and he has a cigar in his mouth. He strikes his thumb like a lighter and lights the cigar but tosses at the KG which explodes in his face.
"Not nice to attack an defenseless old 'man'." said the figure removing his mask to reveal a 12-year-old with a smirk, "NOW, Combu!"
Suddenly explosives take out five of the KG leaving ten.
"Its the lizard freaks! Get them!" yelled one of the KG pointing it at the kid.
"LIZARDS?! We're DRAGONS! Ignitus, teach them respect!" said the figure and when he came into the sunlight, I almost jump at the sight of a blue-green tail, black wings, and the six horns sticking out of the back of his head.
"With pleasure." I hear another voice and turn to see another dragon-humaniod emerge frem the shadows, this one was black scaled with a gold underbelly, purple wings, and a protective frill covering the back of his head and neck, with emerald eyes. He had no shirt but wore green jeans.
'Why isn't he wearing a shirt?' I ask myself but the answer comes when he hunches over and spikes erupt from his back, shoulders, elbows, and knees and he turns into a black buzzsaw with fire and electricity coming off him and he slices through a KG.
Then grenades roll underneath two KG and explode, killing them. A black shadowy claw grabs another and pulls him into the ground. Within seconds the KG are dead...
"Jak, look out!" I hear Daxter yell but too late. I feel a spikes pierce my back but not deeply as electricity courses through me, I scream in pain as things begin to go dark...
Normal Point of View
Klaxon whirls around to see Jak being electrocuted by a KG and when the KG removes the barbs from Jak's back, the green-blonde stumbles forward but doesn't fall to his knees. Jak's skin pales as two black horns sprout from his head and long black claws grow from his fingers. When he turns around to face the guard, the soldier is shaking in fear and when Jak looks up the KG sees lifeless black eyes.
"AAA-" screamed the guard but was cut off as Dark Jak sliced his neck open, causing blood to gush out of the wound.
Suddenly a KG Transport Zoomer came into view and dropped off twenty more KG soldiers who charged Dark Jak. Within seconds the KG were in pieces, literally. Limbs were everywhere as Kor and Daxter hid the child's face who tried to see what was going on.
Klaxon thought his dad was brutal but this...was worse, way worse. No wonder his father always told him to beware of Dark Eco. He then realized maybe he should of helped Jak escape two years ago, he took a step back to calm his nervous but was meet with claws through his stomach which were then wrenched out. Klaxon stumbled back as the wound healed and he stood back up as black smoke began creeping along his body.
"Sorry, Jak. Looks like I have to knock you out of it." said Dark Klaxon as he grew and got into a fighting stance.
END CHAPTER
