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"Jaaaak. Oh Jaaaaaak. JAK! Wake your sorry butt up!" I buried my face further into my pillow and groaned annoyed at the loud voice now starting to grain my already irritated nerves. I heard my friend, Daxter, tap his foot impatiently, before he huffed impatiently, and decided to take it upon himself to scamper up onto my back so he could jump up and down on it. I reached back to swat him off of me but he dodged my attempts, took handfuls off my hair and started to tug hard on it repeatedly.
"Get up! Ya' lazy no good Wastelander!" He yelled punctuating each word with a tug of my hair. I groaned even louder and lifted my head up to growl back at my tiny annoying ottsel friend.
"Can't a man get some damn sleep..." I growled out at him. He moved away from my hair to prop himself up onto my shoulder and glare at me with angry blue eyes..
"Sure you can but it's almost noon, ya' lazy bum! And you said we would leave this morning to head off to Haven." He protested crossing his arms. I looked at my orange, three foot tall, goggle wearing, furry little friend, surprised.
"It's almost noon?" I looked out the only window in our small room and saw that the sun was almost almost way up in the sky indicating it would sure enough be high noon soon. "Well damn...I must've been more tired than I thought..." I sat up in my bed, to stretch out my stiff muscles, hearing some of my bones pop in the process. Yawning I got up, rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes, I went too my night stand too grab my goggles.
"Man buddy what's with you lately? You've been sleeping an awful lot these past couple of days." Dax questioned watching me curiously as I pulled my goggles onto my head, pushing back some the annoying strands of bleached blonde green hair out of my face. I shrugged.
"Just tired I guess. Maybe all these crazy missions are starting to catch up with me." I grabbed my Eco Ring and strapped it on over my blue sleeveless tunic before I pulled my blue gloves on.
"Well you're starting too now cut into me and my Tessy-poos time" He scolded me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my single shoulder armor pad and strapped it on. I sat on the bed next to Dax too pull on my boots, strapping them on under my loose tan pants that went down to my knees.
"Yeah, well, I'm ready now so quit your complaining and nagging." I smirked at him. He crossed his arms and scowled at me. I chuckled and ruffled his ears above his goggles and held my arm out for him to climb up and take his place on my shoulder. I grabbed my jet board and slung it onto my back before grabbing my morph gun and exiting our room.
Damas's POV:
I stared out at the city before me...My city...Our city...Though this city was small it was strong and I was damn proud of it and all the citizens that lied within her. Each and everyone of them proved that they were worthy to be a citizen of Spargus. It wasn't the prettiest looking city, what with the weathered and beaten stone buildings, from the many sandstorms that had torn through it. Most of it was protected thanks to the mountain she was conveniently built next to and the security wall she had surrounding her on all other sides, besides by the sea that is. Any ignorant person would think the sea was a paradise compared to the rest of the unforgiving desert, thinking that it is what makes this place an ideal living place. But they would be very wrong for the sea was as deadly as the rest of the desert, what with the giant tentacle sea monster living in it and all, just waiting for some naive poor bastard too go deep enough for it too pull them under.
The corners of my mouth twitched forming an almost feral grin. Surrounded on all sides by unthinkable danger and still we prevail and thrive, just too damn stubborn to surrender and die. Some people may think our way of life as primitive, brutal, and unforgiving but that's what it takes to survive out here. In the desert everything is either useful or deadweight such was the law of Spargus. Every warrior trained into true Wastelanders capable of surviving the harsh reality of a desert filled with Marauders, Metalheads and other unimaginable dangers. Yes...I was...proud of this city, made only by me and the people outcasted with me and any other outcasts tossed out afterwards that proved themselves worthy enough to live within her walls.
I turned away from the window that I was looking down on the city from and turned back towards the small oasis known as my throne room. Pools of water were scattered everywhere throughout the room as plants and decorative handmade jars were lined along the edge of the circular dome. I walked toward my stone thrown looking out all the windows circulating around it before I step onto the the stone pathway leading from the throne to the lift in the center. I was walking up the stone steps leading to my throne, staring up at the water wheel behind it that made the water flow into the pools, when all of a sudden I heard my comm go off. I pulled it out of my satchel and watched it float up in the air, coming to life. A quiet, raspy, calm voice came out of it.
"This is Seem. Greetings King Damas." The calm voice, Seem, had said."Greetings Seem. What can I do for you?" I asked.
"I need you too come to the temple your highness. I have something important to show and share with you." Seem responded still as calm and monotoned. I raised an eyebrow now very curious.
"This must be something very important if you want me to travel all the way up there myself." I inquired.
"Yes your highness. This is something you must see and hear yourself." Seem said confidently. I nodded and grabbed the comm from mid-air.
"Very well. I and another one of my men will accompany me there right away. I will be there soon." I told her.
"Thank you your highness. Drive safe and may the precursors watch over you." The comm went silent and I sighed. This call was troubling me deeply...Seem only asked me to come up too the temple if she believed it to be of the utmost importance. This didn't sit well with me at all. I stood debating who I would bring with me...Sig was in Haven with a very important mission I entrusted only to him. Even though Haven was in shambles and was nothing more than a battlefield I still had hope...I had hope he would find...him. Hope was all I had at this point...I shook my head focusing and calling the only other person, on my comm, in Spargus I would trust myself with.
Jak's POV:
Dax and I stood before the outer gates that would lead out into the desert waiting for them too open. I wasn't going to bother taking one of the many desert vehicles since the transport too Haven was only just outside the city walls. I was drowning Dax out as he continued to ramble on and on about Tess and how certain parts of her giggled when she did certain things. Stuff I really didn't need to know about truthfully. I was instead distracted with well...myself actually. Even though I had just woken up and clearly had plenty of sleep I was still tired and in a way felt drained and weak. Even the heat of the desert was starting to get too me. I generally found the heat of the desert comforting but today it just left me unusually overheated and irritated. It's like no matter what I did I just couldn't cool down.
The gates to the desert opened and I let out a sigh of relief. Hopefully the cool air of Haven would cool me down. I generally found Haven cold and suffocating but right now I would take anything over this unbearable heat. I stepped out of the gates as they closed behind me and threw my jet board too the ground as it expanded and floated a few inches over the sand. I jumped on and waited for Daxter too jump down from my shoulder, taking his usual spot on the front of the board. We then sped off towards the transport, the wind whipping against us drying off the sweat of my brow, the slight breeze refreshed me, if not slightly.
It didn't take us long to get to the transport. I jumped off my jet board when we reached it as Dax scurried back up too my shoulder. "Oh my sweet Tess soon I'll be back in your arms buried deep into your chest." Dax said swooning dramatically like a love sick bird, making me once again roll my eyes. I traveled over to the driver of the transport telling him to take us to Haven's Port and went to the back of it as the back hatch opened giving us entry into it. I was only a foot in when I heard the comm in my pocket come to life and drift out of it too float in front of me.
"Jak, this is Damas. I need you too meet me at the gates entrance and help me travel up too the monks temple. Seem called me saying he had news that requires my presence. I would generally have Sig come with me but he is currently off on a mission." The gruff voice of Damas said through the comm.
"Oh no! Come on! What about my Tessy time?!" Dax whined and complained and practically threw a fit from my shoulder. He looked sorely disappointed. I covered the mic on the comm and looked too my furry friend.
"It's okay Dax. Go. Head too Haven. I'll head up too the Temple with Damas. You go to Tess." I said too him. He looked down at me with eyebrows raised.
"You sure buddy?" He said surprised.
"Yeah I'm sure. You've been talking non stop about Tess for a week. Besides I'm pretty sure she's been working on a new gun upgrade which I'm sure she'll be more than happy to share with you." I said watching his eyes light up and a broad smile plant itself onto his face. I uncovered the mic and responded saying: "Alright. I'm already at the entrance I'll wait for you there."
"Good." The comm went silent after that and I stashed it back into my pocket. Dax jumped off my shoulder and into the transport taking a seat on one of the benches. He looked up at me.
"You're sure you're fine with this?" Dax said raising a suspicious eyebrow.
"Yeah. Look if Damas is asking me too come up with up to the temple with him, than it has too be something important. He generally never leaves Spargus for fear of something happening while he's away. Once I'm done I'll head off too Haven and meet up with you and Tess." I explained. Dax smiled and gave me a thumbs up. Making me chuckle at his antics.
"Sounds like a plan big guy. Hey Driver! Get moving my ottsel butt is starting too cook back here!" I moved back as the hatch of the Transport closed and rose up into the sky heading back towards Haven. I sighed. 'So much for cooling off at Haven's Port...'
Damas's POV:
When I arrived at the gate's entrance I found Jak there waiting for me just as he said. He was leaning up against, the vehicle called the Hopper which would help us reach the monks temple. He turned and looked at me as I approached. His blue eyes locking with mine reminding me so much of hers...It's disturbing how much the young man reminds me of my late wife. His blonde hair with green roots was just like hers, his ability to constantly find trouble, (for some reason that woman always had a knack for trouble and was great at finding it) sometimes even the way he moved reminded me of her. But it was his eyes that were most like hers. Bright aqua blue eyes that displayed every emotion and feeling behind them. But now was not the time to think of such things or bring back painful memories that are sure to haunt my dreams.
Jak pushed off of the Hopper and looked at me curiously. "So...any idea what Seem wants that is so important to drag us all the way out too her temple?"
"I'm afraid not. She gave no indication of what it was that she wanted me too see. It must be something important if she is dragging me out of Spargus too come see it." Jak only nodded and started to climb into the driver seat of the hopper. I raised an eyebrow at him. "And what do you think you're doing?" I said a smirk starting to tug at my lips. He looked down at me halfway into the vehicle.
"Uhhh driving?" He replied.
"I don't think so. I'm driving." I pointed him to move to the passenger seat. He flung his hands up in surrender.
"Whatever you say your highness." He said with a little too much sarcasm as he moved over to the passenger side of the vehicle while I climbed into the driver's seat.
"Now watch closely, maybe you'll learn a thing or two." I said with an all knowing smirk. Jak rolled his eyes at me, right then the the gates to the desert opened and I floored it taking him off guard and he braced himself as he fell back against his seat.
Jak's POV:
As much as I hate to admit it the king was a damn good driver. He sped through the desert knowing it like the back of his hand and when we came across a hoard of marauders the poor bastards didn't stand a chance and were blown to bits with the hoppers bombs with deadly accuracy. He jumped island to island, leading to the monks temple, without skipping a beat getting to the temple easily. He came to a speedy sudden stop before the temples entrance and shot me a cocky shit eatin grin. I held my hands up in surrender once more. "Alright. I'll say it. That was some bad ass driving." I chuckled. Damas's grin only grew wider before I added in. "For an old man that is." His grin instantly vanished and I ducked out of the hopper before I suffered the wrath of his almighty king. He grabbed his staff and jumped out of the hopper, following behind me too the temple. Seem was standing at the entrance waiting for us. She made a few signs of greeting before bowing too Damas showing the utmost respect for the man.
"Greetings King Damas. I am happy to see that you have arrived safely and unharmed." Seem said in her usually calm demeanor. Damas bowed his head slightly too her returning her greeting.
"Thank you Seem. Now what is it that you want to show me?" He asked getting straight to the point. Seem nodded and directed Damas to follow her into the Temple.
"I wish to speak to you...In private on the matter." She said darting her eyes towards me halting any attempt I had at following them. Damas only nodded to her and turned to me.
"Jak, stay with the vehicle. Guard it with your life. I will be back shortly." He commanded me. I nodded, not exactly fond of the idea but when the king gave an order you followed it. I saw the corner of Damas's mouth twitch slightly. "Think you can do that or does this old man need to hold your hand?" I scowled and glared at him as he chuckled, heading off with Seem as she ignored our antics. I watched them walk into the temple and sighed. 'Great...more time in this dumbass heat...' I slumped against a wheel of the hopper and wiped some sweat from the brow of my forehead. Hopefully Damas really didn't take too long I didn't know how much of more of this I could take...
Damas's POV:
Seem led me down through the temple, taking many spiraling passageways and long corridors. I would have been lost in minutes if it wasn't for Seem. She knew this place like I knew my city. We finally came to a darkly lit room, the only illumination came from the few torches that hung on the walls. Seem grabbed the nearest torch to her and came up on a stone wall at the far end of the room. The torch now burned away the shadows covering the wall revealing a giant picture carved into it. A giant star was carved in the middle surrounded back what look like some kind of monsters. They looked like some of the Precursor statues I had seen but they were...deformed and darker looking. The Dark Makers...This picture was depicting something about the Dark Markers...but what? I looked too Seem and she nodded acknowledging that she knew what I was thinking. "What does this mean Seem?" Seem turned towards the carving staring up at the star in the center of it.
"This picture is depicting a prophecy Lord Damas...it is telling us our future...The dreaded day that I have been warning about has been growing brighter with each passing day. That star is no star...It is a Dark Makers ship. They are coming...and you know what that means." Seem explained. I looked at the carved Star not believing what I was hearing...my father had told stories of the Dark Markers and how they were once Precursors who were consumed by the darkness, how they would go planet to planet destroying them and draining them of all their eco and other resources and how they would someday target our planet. I knew that someday they would come but I was hoping I would not live the day too see it...I looked too Seem.
"What do we do?" I asked her fear apparent in my voice. Seem turned once more to the carving and looked too something I didn't notice before. It looked like...some kind of Precursor weapon...a gun of some sort pointing straight at the Day Star.
"This is the Inter-Planet Defense System that the precursors themselves built. He knew the Dark Makers would one day come to our planet they built us a way of stopping them. It is located deep within the catacombs of our planet." Seem explained. I looked too the carved gun like it was a beacon of hope just out of reach.
"But no one knows where the catacombs are. Mar hid it years ago when he built Haven. My ancestors have been searching for the catacombs for years." I told her with dread. She shook her head.
"My monks and I have been studying carvings such as this and we have been hunting down the catacombs for such an occasion would arrive." I looked at her astonished not knowing what this woman had been up too all this time.
"So you know where it is then?" I asked with hope in my eyes.
"We have a hunch and a source who also has been studying the precursors. I will be sending out a group of my finest monks too see if it is true. And if it is, you will be the first to know King Damas." She said bowing her head in respect too me once more. I exhaled and ran my fingers over the shaven top of my head and down through the white braided hair below it. This did not sit well with me at all. It was just one blow after another. First being casted out of my city, Haven, then the death of my wife and then the taking of...of...him...and now this?! It was all becoming too much. I gripped my staff hard and took a deep breath composing myself. No this would not be the end and even if it was, me and my people will go down fighting like true warriors. We would not cower and hide, we would fight and not give up hope. I looked too Seem.
"Report to me as soon as you can when your team of monks leave and return I want a full update on everything. If you need I will have some of my men accompany you." Seem nodded at my directions and walked past me too lead me out of the temple...
Jak's POV:
I dove my head into the waterfall letting the cool liquid run over me. I had climbed up onto the rocks overhanging and running across the waterfall, being very careful to avoid falling off into the abyss below. The heat was unbearable, I just couldn't cool down, it was like the heat was burning me from the inside out. It was starting to worry me that something might actually be wrong with me. I pulled out of the waterfall and climbed down the rocks to rest against them. The waterfall had felt good, but the trip up there seemed to have unusually tired me. I layed my head back and looked up at the burning sun in the sky, shielding my eyes from its blinding rays. It was mocking me I knew it. It saw what it was doing too me and it was laughing at me. I pulled myself up from the rocks too go and sit by the hopper, resting against one of the wheels as it shaded me from the cruel sun. I rested my arms on top of my raised knees and rested my head on my clasped hands. I felt my ears twitch irritably as my body ached and throbbed. It was like I ran across the desert then slept for three days. I was so stiff and sore and this constant pulsating heat was driving me insane. I just wanted to find the nearest body of water and dive into it.
I knew Damas wasn't gone for very long since the sun was still high in the sky but it felt like hours. I just wanted him to hurry up so I could get out of this damned desert and too Haven. I stared at the entrance of the temple wondering how much longer his kinglyness was going to take. And as if on cue I spotted Seem followed by Damas emerge from the temple. She turned too Damas and started to exchange some words with him, I was too far away too hear. I stood up but suddenly started to feel the world spin around me. I gripped onto the hopper and braced myself against it as I tred to get my bearings while my vision faltered and the world continued to spin. I shook my head trying to get rid of the dizziness and after a few minutes it started to fade and my vision steadied. I straightened myself, still gripping onto the hopper, and looked over to Seem and Damas hoping they hadn't noticed my momentary dizzy spell and to my luck they hadn't. They were still chatting until they bowed to each other before Damas turned and started to head towards me. I pushed back any weakness from showing and hardened myself as he approached.
"So...how did it go?" I asked very nonchalantly.
"Fine." He responded coldly. I raised an eyebrow at him wondering what had happened in there that had brought about this sudden shift in his mood. I looked back at Seem and she was merely watching us, her deemener too calm and unreadable. Damas in the meantime jumped into the passenger side of the Hopper. "You can drive this time, Jak." He said not even looking at me, seemingly lost in his own world. I paused for a moment; I thought that Damas was going to be the one driving back to Spargus, in the state I was in I didn't think driving was the best of ideas right now. But I couldn't let Damas know that...
"Sure. Alright..." I pulled myself up into the driverside of the hopper, not without some difficulty I might add but played it off, while Damas was stuck in his own thoughts. I took a deep breath and started the hooper up hearing the engine roar to life. I looked over to Damas one last time, seeing he was still lost in himself, and took off.
Jak's POV:
Luckily jumping island to island back to main land went without a hitch but on our way back to Spargus things got...complicated. We had just passed the old ruins when we were ambushed by a group of marauders, undoubtedly there too get the jump on Damas. It wasn't often the king would leave his city and the marauders would take every chance they could get. They came from all sides, trying to box us in. I hit the gas hard and rammed into the nearest marauder, its steel red frame with spikes protruding on all sides, buckled and was crushed from the force of the crash. I pushed the vehicle out of the way and escaped from the blockade, with a smirk I punched the gas hard and sped off from the group and off towards Spargus. But that was when my world started to spin again, I swore inwardly and tried to shake it away. I instinctively slowed down our vehicle not wanting to crash into anything. I heard Damas yell at me, "What are you doing Jak?!" But I couldn't help it the world kept spinning and swaying, making the hopper jerk back and forth. I could hear the marauders drawing closer, the roar of their engines growing louder. They shot at us, most missed but some hit their mark, making the car jolt. I heard Damas yelled at me again. But it was too late his voice was far away and my world started to darken, I felt my head sag and Damas reach for the wheel and I knew no more...