The forgotten memories of Mar…
An extended one shot of Jak's mother and father before the event of any of the J&D adventures.
This is told in Damas POV and this is him writing in his journal from the time he was first crowned king to up to the time he dies.
A/N: so I'm real sure on the dates considering the time rift and lack of seasons in the game, so I just invented some. oh and it will be in two parts. chapter one being all of part one and chapter two being part two
January 15:
I left my childhood behind on this very day. With the sun high in the sky and the ever vigilant statue of Mar watching over me I swore this very oath: "With the blood line of Mar and the heart of a hero will I always relinquish the dark and fight for the light. I will protect the people, my people, from any evil. I will fight violently for justice, peace, and happiness. I will rein Haven city with a iron yet gentle fist. This I do solemnly swear.
The crowd cheered from down below as Vegar pulled out the silvery crown and placed it on my head. Vegar was my same age and my best friend. He my soon to be advisor if any one bared witness to this day I'm sure he would be most proud. Veger stepped back and blended in with the crowd of the palace's officials. Next I knew dad was standing over me. He smiled happily.
"Damas, you're the most talented boy I know. Not because you are my son, but you excel in politics, combat, even a whiz at handling eco. You will be a better king than I"
Even as I write it down in this journal I still cannot believe my father would say that to me. I knew that I had to try hard. Not only for Haven city, but for father. May the precursors help me.
I stood at the edge of the palace and sucked Haven's beauty. The city was bathed in a golden light from the sun and the marble white building were shinning every so beautifully. The trees were covered in frost, but in the summer fruit was so plentiful it fell into the streets. The people were warm and always cheerful. Usually on a boy's sixteenth birthday they get a zoomer, but on mine I get an entire city. As a gift Veger gave me this journal to write down momentous occasions such as this. Haha. Veger is such a pale boy, always living in my shadow too. Without meaning too, I out shine him at school. I hope him being my advisor will even out the score. After all he is my most loyal friend.
February 28
In the last few weeks I already uncovered the hard work behind being king. They're always papers to sign or laws to look over. From dawn to dusk on my feet, working non stop. But I can hardly complain, I loved Haven. The work made me feel like I was the real winner. Climbing up a tree to save someone's muse, milking Yakcow for a disabled farmer, or even defending a group of smaller children from the left over lurkers from the Old World. Being King I loved.
But I would trade it all to be prince again.
Father passed away recently. Veger tells me he died of natural causes although it's odd since he was only forty. I guess I am sad, but I have to push to the future.
March 13,
I'm starting to grow tired. Veger and I had our first fight ever. He didn't agree on a law I passed and he lost it. I wanted to give extra rations to the slums, after all they needed it most. Veger on the other hand wanted to give the extra food to the military since he wanted to plan on some sort of government stranger. Didn't Veger understand something like that would cause a tyrant to be born? I was all to accustom to peace. Veger stormed out and hasn't returned. I hope we are still friends.
May 1st.
I have a council now. There are six of us including Vegar and I. We sit in a room locked up and plan laws. That's it. I don't go out and mingle with the citizens anymore because Veger and the council advised against it. It seems that everything I want to do is being vetoed. Would father be pleased with this new government? I thought that me making all the rules would upset the balance of Haven, so I let Veger appoint members who best represented the Haven community.
Good idea right?
So why I feel so grave inside?
December 20th of the next year.
I haven't written in a while and the reason for that I'm heavy with stress. Lately it seems like I'm not even a king. So many laws and regulations that my people are growing as wary as I. Veger was high and mighty. It seemed like none of the laws the council made affected him. I wondered if he was planning something big. But then again he was Veger. The very same veger I used to climb trees with. My childhood friend.
December 25th.
Things couldn't get any worst. For the first time in history we had to fire up the city's security. A crazed metal dog like creature entered the city. It was a fierce battle, but I left with only minor bruises and cuts. I showed Veger the yellow shinny skull of the creature. He sighed and told me that he doubts the city has seen the last of these damn things.
These metal heads.
Bring it on. I will kill thousands before I forsake my city.
January 15th.
Seems like my birthday gifts get better and better every year. I was making my rounds trying to guard the city from any sign of metal head invasion when I saw her.
Aurora was her name and as beautiful as her name implies.
She has the strangest yellow hair, it was green at the tips. She was tall and had a very sturdy looking body…well her body looked very well in all the right places. I knew from the moment her piercing blue eyes locked with mine I had to have her.
We talked but one time, but it was a conversation of a lifetime. Oh how she could make me smile and the spunk she had. She followed me on my walk around the city all day. Her father was a waste Lander. I had to admit when Veger thought the idea of having people scavenge for artifacts seemed silly, but now I know how much profit it bring to city. I would have to remember to make a law benefiting the Waste Landers. She told me about her father's stories and I told her about my adventures. We talked till the moon was high in the sky and the moon's green rays stretched out in the sky. Even with all the stress I could find happiness with my dearest Aurora.
April 2nd.
I've snuck out nearly every night from the palace to go see Aurora. In the morning I was even more determined to stop my council from beating up my city and by night I was around a fire in the slums laughing with my people. Aurora has four little brothers who looked up to me. Well only three are biological. The last one is just a family friend who has no family of his own. His name is Sig and he is the biggest bad ass I know.
He was a year younger than me, yet he was the one to show me how to properly shoot a gun. As a matter of fact we get into more trouble on a daily basis than that Krew guy gets into food.
I can only hope my son's best friend isn't as wise cracking and reckless as Sig.
But dear heavenly precursor, I was having fun. Holding my lover Aurora in my arms, busting some metal head ass in the desert with Sig and his crew, and untimely gaining my city back from Veger's council, (and I say his because we no longer see eye to eye) I was a happy king.
April 15th.
I am going to marry that girl!
I've been telling Sig this all day, but he doesn't seem to believe me. He always laughs and says. "Yeah, right cherry. You may be king, but you don't have the jewels to purpose."
Ha. Well tonight is the night when I do it. I got the ring and the romantic atmosphere and the city is calm. I will make Aurora my queen. I mean I'm twenty years old and at my prime: of course she will say yes.
I hope.
I wish.
June 11th
I am the king of this city and I can do a lot of things, but making people love me is not one of them. However, by some miracle of Mar Aurora loves me. We are very happily married. I moved her into the palace as soon as possible. Although Veger didn't like it one bit.
A dirt rat into a queen.
That was what he said; when he thought I wasn't listening. Veger had become bitter and hungry for power. I had to beseech the council to remove him from power, but alas I was not victorious. Oh sure. I can fight off metal heads till I'm blue in the face, but the moment I wanted something… well that was a different story.
My government needed some serious work.
One year later: March 23
Today the Precursors were extra kind to me. I have been blessed…no more than that I have graced with a new born baby son. Sig teased me that we didn't waste anytime making our marriage offical since it has been nine months since our wedding when We had our first baby.
He has the strength of a twenty Yakcows, but all the beauty of his mother. I have never been happier than today. I held up my son and smiled. Mar himself couldn't have been a more perfect son.
It was Auroua's idea to name him that.
Mar, My son, The future king, The new Hero the world needs.
I pray he lives a glorious life.
August 1st
Mar is simply incredible. My son is already both walking and talking. He is intelligent, and strong enough to literally push over the couches we have in the palace lobby whenever he pitches a fit. Oh how wonderful I knew he was…and I figured he was already great enough. I was wrong.
I took him with me to go unblock some blue eco vent in the Forrest. I knew there wasn't any metal heads. Veger as slimy as he was did an excellent job enforcing my protection plan. He appointed a man named Errol who helped organize the Krimson Guard. It was my idea to appoint officers, but Veger took it one step further when he also appointed Baron Praxis to council.
But I cared too much about little Mar for me to notice.
Anyways back to my day's events. Sig and I took him with us and when he got to the blocked off vent, Mar he channeled eco.
My son could very well be a Sage. I took to every color vent that was close.
Red.
Green.
Yellow.
Dark eco is much to dangerous so I wouldn't ever expose that to him. Same goes for light eco. Who knows the true power of those crazy monks.
Everything. My son is a genius. I don't think a father could love a son more than I did.
June 17th.
I'm sullen to say I haven't seen Aurora or Mar in the better part of a month. I've been too busy engrossed into work. My city was been rampaged by these damned things. I didn't know how they keep getting in! Thank God for both Errol and Praxis. If Veger was my right hand then Praxis was my left. It seemed like I was booted out of politics altogether and I was forced to warded off the metal heads. I didn't mind much. I much rather go trigger happy with Sig and save lives than sit and enforce laws that made my people suffer. The entire Haven seemed to fall in that week. The slums, which were no more than apartments were reduced to a pitiful excused for a neighborhood. The buildings lost there luster and the people grew greedy and crime was like rabies.
I couldn't believe I lost the battle.
But I would not loose the war.
October 1st.
It's been five months and still I haven't been home. I've been with the Waste Landers in the desert trying to make head and tails of this invasion thing. I miss home. And things are rough out here.
Darling, My wife and Child: if you read this know I love both of you.
My only saving grace. The reason I'm still alive. Is the picture I received from you Aurora. The one where you in that big comfy velvet chair, Mar's favorite chair, and you are wearing that blue dress. Your yellow hair is braided to the side and your eyes are closed. Mar is asleep in your arms. His little face snuggled in your bosom and smiling peacefully. He is holding on to his story book, but it looks like it will dropped any minute now.
I almost cried. Almost. Even in war I can't see Sig see my soft side.
And that's what's going on. War. Son when you are older I pray to inherit this book, for I know that the world doesn't live in peace long. There will come a time where you need to protect your loved ones, and battle your enemy. I tell you this. Battle for the light, but use the dark power within.
February 2nd
Son, Mar…Everyone of Haven City. And mostly to you my beloved Wife.
I cannot express the shame and hurt I feel for becoming a failure.
When I returned my city had completely crumpled! The KG is running muck! They very people I signed in to help my city are shooting innocence! The level of tainted evil here is so high I can smell it. And what's worst my friend…my own council has betrayed me. Baron has overthrown me in my absence. As I risking life and limb to keep metal heads away, but I see now that you Veger was the evil one all along. I figured it! You were the one dealing with those damned creatures, but I digress. You told my people I ran away from war and now I am dethroned. My son… my four year old son and I were kicked out and sent into the slums.
But I guess non of pain of my manhood being ripped away from me is nothing compared to not being there for my family!
Oh My wife. My beautiful precious Aurora. Thos mongrels took you away from me!
Grief cannot express my level of sorrow!
And to add insult to injury. Mar refuses to talk. He refused to say anything, but a pitiful grunt or to cry. Sig says he was traumatized. Maybe Aurora told him to be quiet as the metal heads invaded and when…. When she didn't make it….he didn't have it in him to speek again.
Oh heavenly precursors I pray he talks one day!
I cannot fall any lower.
May 20th
I stand trail for trison.
But I do not sturrgle while in write in this jail cell.
I cannot and will not allow this dark warrior program to continue. So as long as my name is Damas I shall not let such abomination continue. If I die trying, then I entrust my son to carry out this one simple duty.
DESTROY THE DAMN BARON
May 25th
I am broken.
My son was been kidnapped.
I had left him in the care of someone I trust dearly. I even had that someone give him a crocodog for the birthday I missed. I wanted Mar to grow up in a safe place and now it's all over. Veger. Without Mar… What does this world stand?
I wanted to commit suicide, but son, by chance you are reading this: I don't want you to think your old man is a coward! I am a warrior and a king. And my God. Death will not be so sweet until Baron and Veger suffer from a thousand shots from Sig's peacemaker!
May 26th.
I am officially banished to the wastelands.
Veger figured the sand would kill me. What he didn't count on was that I have friends in high places. Sig.
Mar, listen to your father. If you ever in need in need a sidekick look this guy up. He took me to a safe place and I was suddenly surrounded by the people would were also outsiders. My people. I wasn't ready to die not yet. I looked at the rotting buildings and thought of how beautiful Haven was. I was suddenly excited. I knew that maybe we could restart, then one day the world will change.
I will wait for you son.
I began construct on Spargus today. Mar, you should see this place. The kingdom that will be rough around the edges, but still a home. Like Haven was indented to be.
Hey, hey! so ends Part one! Part two up soon. and by part two i mean when i wake up after a much deserved nap. lol
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