Akula

It's been a very long time since I've posted a chapter on any of my stories but I have at last finished this one atleast I hope you enjoy it, it took long enough to write. But anyway as always I don't own the Jak and Daxter universe but I do own Ortz. Hope you enjoy it please feel free to review and tell me what you think and how I can improve.

As Ortz became familiar with the surroundings he found himself in, he started to relax as the people whom he found himself in the company of became used to his presence. But they all knew that he was Krimson Guard, when Torn walked through the door and into the room everyone stood up at attention; Ortz looked around at everyone and then stood up as well. As Torn walked across the room he told everyone to go back as they were, and so they all went back to sitting around as they were. Torn made his way over to Ortz, who was still standing awkwardly at the edge of the room. As Torn approached, Ortz could feel his pulse racing as Torn closed in. Torn stopped a few inches away from Ortz, Torn did not look happy, he grabbed Ortz and forced him up against the wall.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Torn said as he held Ortz tightly up against the wall, Ortz stumbled on giving him a response, "Well I'll give you something to do, take your sorry fucking ass with me." Torn ordered to him, as he led him into a back corridor and checked to see if they were followed. A poorly lit metal door, the dim red light above the door looked awfully menacing, Torn opened the door and grabbed Ortz by the scruff of his neck but suddenly a small hand stopped Torn and he released Ortz.

"The façade is up Torn, you can drop it now," A voice said as the room became illuminated by a bright central light, the voice belonged to a small man, who had a log through his green afroed hair, his clothes looked very old fashioned as his red waist coat and green shorts showed off his knobbly knees, as Ortz's gazer got lower he noticed that the man was wearing platformed sandals meaning he was actually shorter than he appeared. When Ortz looked back up he noticed the moustache and goatee, he recognised the man from when he escaped the interrogation room. "I am The Shadow, I hope Torn's act didn't shake you up too much."

"I've had worse, he's just a pussy cat underneath all those tattoos," Ortz replied as he sarcastically smiled at Torn.

"Yeah right," Torn told him as he took out his knife and started to sharpen it.

"You did a good job earlier and Torn tells me you saved a child's life down stairs, good work but we need you to do more for us," The Shadow told Ortz.

"What do I have to do?" Ortz asked the Shadow.

The Shadow chuckled as he looked over to Torn, "If we had more like him and you we would have won this war yesterday," Then he turned back to Ortz, "Now this mission is by no means compulsory but if you succeed it will greatly improve your own standing within the Underground also you will earn our respect."

"I guess I won't find out the objective unless I accept?" Ortz asked as he attempted to look uninterested in the mission.

"We can't have the objective of this mission to get out before it is completed, in case the window closes," Torn told him as he laid his knife on the table, "So you in?"

"Damn right I am," Ortz replied with a massive ear to ear grin.

"Good," The Shadow told him as he laid a big roll of paper on the table, as he slowly unfolded it Ortz could see the photos and a map of heaven city harbour. Once it was fully unfolded the paper had a lot of writing on it along with the schematics of a submarine.

"Operation Akula?" Ortz read off the paper.

"Yes, it's an ancient word it means shark, but that is also the name of the new submarine that the Baron have moved into the harbour a few days ago, we need to know what its purpose is in haven city," The Shadow told him.

"Where did you get this information?" Ortz asked.

"From a source close to the Baron," Torn told Ortz as he made his way over to the table.

"Well that was unexpected," Ortz replied in slight shock.

"Anyway, we need you to help Torn get into the submarine once you're both inside you'll be heading towards the torpedo holding area as we don't know what you'll actually come up against we are giving you some explosives and some large bags so if you find something that the baron doesn't need you can sink the thing and if you find something we could use, medical supplies or more of that antidote, you will take it," The Shadow told Ortz as he made his way over to a large cabinet in the corner of the room. As he pulled it open the metal from within the cupboard gleamed in the light, the shadow pulled out a pistol with a suppressor and a small mod-gun. He put the guns on the table and then turned to Ortz. "Take these and go with Torn he will fill you in on where you will be going," The Shadow told Ortz.

Ortz grabbed the weapons and left the room following Torn closely. Torn suddenly stopped as they neared the room Torn had first dragged Ortz, Torn then reached up to a small hatch on the ceiling of the corridor, as it swung open a metal ladder crashed into the concrete floor. As it rested and the dust settled, Torn climbed the ladder and Ortz followed him just as he reached the top he hauled the ladder and hatch up while Torn pulled the cover off of another hatch. As he turned to look at Torn he was already heading down the hatch into the darkness. Ortz scurried across the roof towards the hatch where Torn was descending down into the depths of the city. The sky over their heads had started to turn dark and the stars lit up the evening sky as Thālith al Naʽāmāt set in the evening sky.

Thālith al Naʽāmāt was a massive star by comparison to the ones that surrounded it, the five planets in its orbit were not anything spectacular in comparison to planets observed near to the other stars within the see able universe. The precursors were said to have arose from the core of the star, within the fires they were said to have controlled the system and the universe.

As Ortz clambered into the depth of the tunnel and shut the hatch above plunging them both into complete darkness, as Ortz stepped off the ladder what seemed to be at least twenty feet below the surface. As he turned to face where he thought Torn was standing a flash of light pierced his vision nearly blinding him. Torns voice echoed out of the darkness, "Take this flashlight you'll need it," He told Ortz as he passed a flashlight, Ortz turned it on and looked around the tunnel that he found himself in.

The tunnel was in fact a sewer and Ortz was pretty much on the edge of the water that ran straight through the tunnel, "Oh shit!" Ortz shouted as he realised that he was mere inches from really being in the shit.

"Stop whining, we have to move fast so we can ID this sub, also keep your gun up there's some nasty things down here," Torn replied sternly as he walked carefully down the tunnel. Ortz stated to take tentative steps down the tunnel with the mod-gun raised. The red barrel and receiver showed off that it was in shotgun mode. As the two proceeded through the tunnels the scurrying of creatures could be heard through the tunnels, Ortz and Torn's flashlights kept bouncing around the tunnel looking for incoming creatures. As they walked they could feel the creatures breathing on them but still not knowing where they were. The light bounced around the tunnel and the glint of eyes could be seen through the darkness. Just as Ortz spotted a set of eyes staring directly at him the creature jumped at him, he shouted but as he did Torn threw a Janbiya at the creature. The Janbiya lodged into the creature's skull and Ortz removed it.

"Give that here," Torn ordered as he made his way back to Ortz, Ortz gave him the Janbiya back, "Take this," Torn told him as he removed a sheathed Barong machete from his back and gave it to Ortz, "Now stick close." Torn ordered as he made his way forward again, Ortz stayed three steps behind him.

As they proceeded down the tunnel towards the harbour the creatures backed off their eyes were no longer visible in the light of the flashlights. The echoes of nearby traffic could be heard near to the tunnel. Ortz lowered his flashlight as he heard the sound of the engines propelling the vehicles through the air, "You hear that?" Ortz asked Torn.

"Yeah we're close to the end, let's move," He replied as he broke into a sprint in the direction the noise was coming from, Ortz stayed as close as possible. Not long after they started running they could see a light in the distance, "There's the exit," As they neared the light Torn stuck to one of the walls and Ortz moved to the other. They both edged out into the open air, as Ortz breathed in taking in the fresh air he noticed that the area surrounding the harbour was thick with vehicles the zoomers and flyers. Their engines filled the air with a haze which meant they on the ground were very difficult to see.

As they looked around they couldn't see any sign of Krimson guard activity atleast none more than usual a few Hellcats and a couple of Krimson Zoomers but asides from that it was pretty normal, Torn looked over to Ortz and called him over. Ortz sprinted the short distance to Torn as he opened the bag on his back, he chucked Ortz a large brown cloak to put over his armour and weapons, and Torn did the same with a second one. The two emerged from the tunnel and made their way up onto a street lined with civilians they made their way through the crowds of people, Torn kept making his way towards the edge of the street which was lined with shops and bars. After a few minutes of walking Torn darted into a bar on the edge of the street, Ortz stood and looked at the exterior of the building it had a large hip hog statue above the porch and the sign read the hip hog saloon. As Ortz stood he spotted Torn was standing at the entrance to the bar looking at him. Ortz quickly scurried inside the bar.

As they entered Torn pointed towards a booth at the edge of the room, Ortz moved over to the booth and sat down while Torn walked up to the blonde bar maid. She had platinum blonde hair she obviously looked after herself as she looked like the perfect cover girl bimbo who couldn't tell between a whiskey and bourbon, but she was eye candy. Ortz looked on not knowing what the conversation the two were having was about until she gestured over to him and Torn looked at him with a scowl. The bar maid passed Torn a set of whiskey glasses and they continued to talk.

As soon as a massive man entered the bar however the conversation stopped his frame was massive he stood atleast six feet four inches tall tall compared to Ortz at five nine and Torn at five ten he was an animal. He was draped in metal armour and carried a long pole rifle over his back. He then thundered towards the bar but the blonde filled up the whiskey glasses and Torn went to sit with Ortz.

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself," Ortz told Torn sarcastically.

"Shut up," He replied as he leaned over the table, "She is one of our best informants; she just told me that the locals don't even know the submarine is down there no stories."

"So is under the water?" Ortz asked.

"Yeah pretty much, that may complicate our job a bit," Torn told him, "But Tess' new boss can get us what we need to succeed in this operation."

"You mean explosives?" Ortz asked.

"If you want to call it that," Torn told him. Torn kept his eye on the large framed man as he flirted at the bar with the blonde, he downed his drink and made his way up a set of wooden stairs, the two could hear the man talking to another man nothing could actually be made out over the noise of the bar but they were definitely discussing intently.

After a few minutes the large man came down the stairs Ortz was fixated at swishing his half-drunk whiskey around it's glass, the man came and sat right next to Ortz but Ortz didn't look up. His training in the guard he had resisted intimidation. The large man said nothing but just put a package on the table and snatched Ortz drink from his hands and drank it, slamming the glass back on the table.

"I hadn't finished that," Ortz told him.

"So!" The man shouted back.

"You like living dangerously don't you?" Ortz told him as the large man walked off.

"You've got balls kid," The man said as he walked off back to the bar.

Ortz looked across to Torn who was rummaging in the package, "he's right you do have balls, but we have what we need now. I'll get hold of HQ. You go and take the glasses back to the bar."

Ortz scooped up his glass and Torn's, he walked up to the bar maid and placed both glasses on the bar. The maid smiled at him and said, "Good luck."

Ortz smiled back, "I think we'll need it."

I hope you enjoyed the chapter as always please feel free to review and tell me what you thought, I will try and post more frequently on this and my other stories but until next time….. PEACE!