Yay finally have the motivation to do my first J & D fan fic. One Shot
Disclaimer: I do not own sig or any piece of the Jak and Daxter universe, the story idea is mine though.
Ps. Sig's POV
Alright, we should be seeing the last of that crazy metalpede. I thought as Jak, my newly discovered potential prodigy, and I finally found the exit to that crazy labyrinth.
Jak disturbs my thoughts he's gotten ahead of me and calls, "Lets go we're almost to the elevator!"
"Looks like we finally lost 'em chili peppers, piece of cake huh?" I ask tiredly from all the running and jumping we just completed. "Now you boys are real waste-landers," I exclaim with pride, "I say it's time to take this fight to the metal head leader himself. What a trophy he'll make," I say thinking of that grotesque head mounted on the wall at the Hip-hog, "we find a way to fire up Mar's old gun then BOOM baby we storm the nest guns blazin', hell we'll take 'em all on together, you and me, side by side, nothin' 'll stop us 'cause we're-"
A rumble from the ceiling stops me mid-sentence. The ceiling gives as the metalpede's giant mug comes bursting through it and comes crashing down on me and the bridge my feet were just under. I can hear a muffled cry as I fall into the abyss below the bridges and platforms. I can feel the monsters hot breath and saliva against me as I've lodged myself in its mouth hoping it's not strong enough to crush me. I fumble for the peacemaker in an attempt to shoot through the roof of its mouth. Hoping it's less protected than the outside of the skull.
I finally grab the handle and pull the trigger while forcing the charging weapon into the roof of its mouth. It reaches full capacity. As I release the trigger the creature is barely able to let out painful shriek before its brain stops releasing messages. I let out a brief sigh of relief before. THUD. The metalpede's limp body impacts the floor.
It feels like I was just smashed into tiny bits then put back together by a team of yakkows that used nothing but saliva to keep me together. It's at this point I realize that I'm still in the beast's mouth and need to get out. Hoping rigor mortis hasn't set in I begin to push against the monster's mouth. Luckily enough it opens and I'm able to push myself out without major lacerations. After a full body check, every thing seeming to be in the right place, I examine the walls through my right eye, it is installed with special night vision.
I am surprised to find out that the entire wall is covered in ancient carvings that might be usable as footholds and handholds. I test this cautiously. After a few tugs they appeared to hold. So I started to climb…
Hope you liked it please R&R
