Rally The Guard.

This is a real wild card story for me it's an idea I've had festering in my head for a while now and I just wanted to see what reception it will get, I loved Jak 2 and Jak 3, sadly I never played the original Jak game and as far as I'm aware the Jak's following Jak 3 were god awful although I did own Jak X which was just Mario cart gone mental, but I still loved the core few characters but I didn't know how my idea would work so here's some facts from the get go, this is a few years prior to Jak 2 so Jak and Daxter are not there yet and the Underground have been pushed back into the slums that is all I'm revealing for now I hope you enjoy it, please review and ask any questions you have either by PM or review ( god this is a long intro) but anyway I don't own the Jak Universe but I do own my characters.

"The hail of gunfire that echoed with yet another purge of the slums, every day for the last three weeks you have tried to flush out the remnants of a broken resistance movement, daily they come through dislodge the insurgents with limited success almost like they are fighting an invisible enemy.

"A young soldier took up over watch on his Hellcat scanning all the roof tops trying to identify the targets but the problem with the slums is everyone looks the same the Underground truly is one of the most faceless enemies around and with every civilian the Krimson Guard kill just turn the whole area more hostile, it's becoming more of a tinder box than a district but still the Baron continuously orders the Guard to search every home and every person for Underground members but they dissolve into the population too easily.

"The Guardsmen are growing weary Sire and I fear they may even try to revolt," Erol told the Baron.

"They will never defy my orders or their families will pay for it," the Baron replied mercilessly, "tomorrow when your team enters the slums they are to shoot suspected Underground locations on sight no need to identify. Civilians need to be sent a message that it's more profitable to befriend me than to join those god forsaken Underground scum!"

"As you request Sire," Erol said as he cautiously backed away from the Baron, he walked through the Palace that the Baron had decided to make his residence in. Erol was always the Barons go to Guard he was loyal, tenacious and would carry out the Baron's will with ruthless efficiency, but with the repeated demoralisation in the slums the loyal disciple was becoming conflicted. As he made his way to his guard's staging area he noticed that they all seemed a bit low through what they were being told were their failings in the slums. No one spoke as they maintained their Hellcat Cruisers which were probably the safest method of transport around the slums as it was dangerous for lone patrols on foot as a result of the heightened tension in the area.

Erol coughed to get his men's attention, when everyone had stopped moving and was listening he began his speech, "The Honourable Baron Praxis has ordered that our unit be given the task of entering the slums for a final time," Erol paused for a moment as one of the Guards raised his hand, "Yes Private," Erol didn't know all his men by name he only knew or even associated with the officers not even the NCO's were given an audience with him.

"Excuse me if I'm wrong Sir but wasn't today meant to be the final entry into the slums?" The private spoke loudly and clearly, echoing the thoughts of every soldier around Erol.

"What is your name Private?"

"Private Ortz, B-Platoon, C-Company, Sir."

"Well Private, I suggest you keep your mouth shut and do as your ordered there are no rewards for insubordination in the Krimson Guard only punishment for such behaviour," Erol told him mercilessly, "Now where was I? Ah yes, We are going into the slums at noon tomorrow with the intention of dealing massive infrastructural damage to the Underground by destroying their known command centres, this will require us to venture deep into their territory but I am certain that we will accomplish the mission and drive the Underground out of this city for good. So rest up and prepare yourselves for a fight." Erol concluded his statement and retreated off to the Officers mess of the staging area, leaving his men to their own devices.

Private Ortz went back to fixing his Hellcat they took a lone sniper round during the mornings operation and were setting about fixing up the vehicle ready for the next morning's work, he had become an expert in dealing with the Hellcat, he knew every panel of it of by heart every bolt, every finely crafted piece of metal but his best known item on the vehicle was its dual cannons which if needed could bring a horrendous amount of fire down on the enemy, he had only used them once and it was his position in the Hellcat but he still knew everything about them including how to dismount them for cleaning, no one knew their Hellcat like Ortz.

"Hey Ortz, can you fit this gun sight on Hellcat 2543? I need it for this operation tomorrow, you know I can't shoot for shit," Lance Corpral Dugan asked Ortz from across the repair bay.

"Yeah give me one sec, I just need to fit this panel and then I'll be right over," he replied, "although a new sight won't stop you shooting like a blind man with Parkinson's," Ortz said jokingly. He quickly bolted the panel onto the Hellcat it fit like a glove, he then made his way over to Hellcat 2543 which looked like it was in pristine condition, Ortz took the sight off of Dugan and began to mount it onto the Hellcat's gun, the sight was holographic with a 3.4 times zoom for easier target identification.

"Wow that's a nifty little device Ortz who's is it?" Asked Sergeant Tork, Ortz' Hellcat commander.

"Dugan's, apparently he thinks a sight will make him more accurate," Ortz replied with a chuckle in his voice.

"Yeah like fuck it will," Tork said with a joke, he looked at Dugan who looked like he'd had enough joking for a day, "Look Dugan, I'll tell you what if we make it back tomorrow I will personally tell you that sight was a good idea, will that make you happy?" Tork told Dugan while offering him a cigarette.

"Yeah it will, does it come with a coupon for one free use of your mother? Cos' god she's smoking," Dugan replied almost bursting with laughter.

Tork sniggered while he lit both their cigarettes, while Ortz jumped down off the top of the Hellcat and moved back over to his Hellcat.

"So how's she doing now?" Asked Corporal Hutch, Ortz' driver.

"She's good now I've got her all fixed up," He answered while leaning up against it.

"Good, let's hope we don't take another sniper round tomorrow, you want something to eat?"

"Yeah I do, I haven't eaten since we got back I'm starving."

"Okay then you can cook!" Tork shouted at him, "Actually that makes it sound like you have a choice make it an order, then cook!"

I hope you enjoyed the chapter I don't quite know how far I'm going to go with it but I'll just roll with it for the mean time so please feel free to review and ask questions I hope you enjoyed, until next time.