Hello have you missed me? No? okay.. Im sorry this is late but it's the longest chapter yet so yay! another mission chapter then we get to meet Keira and I have some great stuff planned for that chapter lol. anyways as usual I beg you for reviews. It really makes my day to see them and encourages me to keep writing! anyways enjoy!
"Jak do you know you're bleeding?" asked Ashelin incredulously. Jak looked down with mild surprise at the shallow slashes on his chest. Through the shock of seeing Samos's old hut Jak had forgotten about the wounds he received from the metalhead. "Shit" he said turning around to go wrap his wounds.
As soon as he left the room Ashelin looked at Torn and said "He thinks he's bulletproof doesn't he?" Torn looked back and replied "He practically is". Ashelin shook her head dismissively and was about to speak again when Jak walked back in the room, now fully dressed, with his morph gun in hand and a predatory smile on his face. "Im going to Krew's" he said and promptly ran up the stairs two at a time and left the hideout.
Jak took the bike zoomer that was conveniently parked in the alleyway where the Underground HQ was hidden. Daxter once again slid into Jak's shirt, much to his annoyance. They sped through first the slums, then the industrial sector then the port until they reached their destination. Daxter hopped off Jak's shoulder and they casually walked into the Hip Hog. Immediately Krew loomed behind them and spoke with rancid breath. "You boys are turning out to be quite useful aye? I have another task for you" Daxter visibly cringed at the smell thanks to his ottsel-enhanced senses. Krew looked up with a greedy glaze over his eyes. "The sewers used to be a fabulous smuggling route for me before the Baron installed security devices" He said angrily balling up his hands into fat little fists. "And before those midnight snack runs kept you from fittin' out the front door" Daxter continued humorously. Jak was beginning to loose his patience with the two of them, he looked at Krew and crossed his arms. "I bet you've hatched another brilliant plan in that hungry little brain of yours. So who or what do we have to shake down, knock out, or blow up?" Jak stated with anticipation. Krew hungrily licked each of his grease coated fingers and said almost guiltily "Well... I need someone to go down and shoot every sentry gun in the sewers and I'll throw in a sweet weapon upgrade if you're successful" He added temptingly. Daxter interjected obnoxiously "Let me guess. Dank murky water? Reeks worse than ya breath at an oyster fest? Fuller of metalheads than your plate a one pass buffet?" Daxter's pitch rose with every word. "And of course weapons more lethal than your ever so tighty whities on a hot summer day!" Daxter actually reached out and grabbed a chunk of Krew's fleshy stomach while he ranted. Daxter suddenly gained an attitude and said while crossing his furry little arms and said "Look donut hole, why don't we float around here lookin' hot and heavy and you go rotor root the pipes!" Daxter was about to speak again when Jak lost his patience once more "Look Krew we're not doing anything until you tell us why metalheads are trading with the Baron's forces!" Krew responded angrily "I Should've had you both kneecapped aye? All I know is that a Baron cut a desperate deal with the metal head leader. Metalheads need eco so the Baron supplies them with regular shipments of it and in return the metalheads agree to attack the city just enough to satisfy the Baron's continued rule." "Yeah well how long can that deal last?" Jak asked thoughtfully. "Well, the Baron is running short on eco aye, and the metalheads are short on patience. Baron Praxis needs this war to stay in power, otherwise the city would put the true ruler on the throne... wherever that little brat is."
Jak finally decided that he had learned enough from Krew he said determinedly "Daxter and I will clear your sewers and we haven't forgotten about that weapons upgrade you promised us". Krew looked at Jak and Daxter and rasped "Bloodsuckers" under his breath. Jak walked out of the bar deep in thought. If Praxis was so determined to destroy the metalheads then why was he supplying them the means to winning the war? Yes, Praxis was power obsessed but he also wanted to end the war? So what was he waiting for? There was too many unanswered questions and it was quite distracting so Jak decided to push them from his mind until he completed his mission.
Jak drove into the industrial sector and dropped, straight from his stolen zoomer, down fifteen feet into the entranceway of the Haven City sewers. Jak landed nimbly on the balls of his feet, catlike. He flashed his security pass and the doors unlocked allowing him passage. Jak watched as the heavy gears and locks slowly unwound themselves into an open door. As they walked into the door they were greeted by a horrible stench, and a few sewer creatures. Jak launched himself bodily onto one of the creatures and snapped its neck. He kicked the remaining two in the head. Daxter noticed his fighting style was so similar to the way he used to fight lurkers. Jak got up dusted himself off and smirked. There wasn't a scratch on him. They turned the corner of the dimly lit sewers and Jak was immediately pounded in the ribs by twin blasts of red eco energy.
Each kind of eco weapon had a different use. Yellow eco weapons burn the victim, blue eco delivers an electric shock, dark eco causes mass destruction, and red eco gives bone crushing blows. Jak felt at least three of his ribs break and wheezed from the pain. He backed away from the sentry gun behind a wall to safety clutching his ribs and tried to regain his breath. "Jak talk to me buddy are you okay?" came Daxter's shrill-with-panic voice. "Yeah-fine... not gonna make that mistake again." he responded with a strangled voice. Jak listened carefully, after every shot there was about a three second pause when the turret had to reload its weapon, he could use this to his advantage. Finally regaining his courage Jak waited for the shots and rolled out onto the platform where the turret was situated. He felt shots ruffle the air above him as he leapt up and rolled again each time getting closer to his target. When he was close enough he quickly jumped up and shot the turret with his own scattergun, wrecking it.
With his newly broken ribs and dark eco roiling in his body Jak felt pretty crappy. He hopped from drain to drain while trying to stay out of the rancid water. He came to a ledge that could just barely fit him and Daxter. He edged along it carefully until a metalhead came at him from the darkness and almost burst through the thin chain link fence that separated them. Jak's heart was pounding from the sneak attack but quickly regained his wits and shor the creature down with Daxter screaming all the while. Jaks hand came up and lightly smacked Daxter on the back of the head "Shut up or you'll attract more!" Jak hissed quietly. Once Daxter calmed down enough for them to continue Jak crouched and leapt a good ten feet in the air and caught onto a ledge. It took little effort to hoist himself over. He walked down the eerily silent halls of the sewers and came to a raised platform that looked decrepit. Jak looked at Daxter as they both shrugged. He took one experimental step on the platform and the earth crumbled beneath them.
If they weren't in danger at the moment their faces would have been quite comical. Both sets of eyes opened wide with panic and Daxter's frenzied screaming they plummeted almost twenty feet into the darkness below. Jak landed painfully on his back and Daxter followed a second later landing on Jaks chest and bouncing off. Jak had the wind forcibly pushed out of his lungs when they fell and Daxter's landing made his ribs throb painfully. Jak pulled himself and Daxter from the floor and noticed a few KG crates on the floor next to them. Jak walked over and kicked them all open at once with a spin kick. The boxes revealed small blobs of dark eco which rushed into Jak's abdomen like he was some kind of living magnet. "Augh" Jak get out a muffled cry as the eco surged into him paining yet empowering as it boiled just below his skin. "ughhhh" He moaned, this was definitely not his day. They trudged forward and Jak almost gasped with fear. Through the inky darkness he could see glinting yellow skull gems. A lot of them.
"Well I guess it's time to test out this new 'control'" Said Jak wearily. He then let the dark eco come alive. It sparked around him and alerted the metalheads of their presence. Jak grinned savagely and began the battle. There was no fight really, the metalheads went down easily, Jak was just too fast. A few lucky metalheads got a swipe in here and there but nothing fatal. Soon the battle was over and Jak had depleted the eco in his body to a normal, or normal for him, level. Feeling better despite the ache in his ribs Jak continued onward. "Looks like you had Darkie under control back there" Chirped Daxter with approval. Jak just let the corner of his mouth curl upward slightly. They approached another automatic sentry gun, but this time Jak was prepared, he skillfully dodged every bullet directed his way and wasted the tank with a single scattergun shot. Jak blew the barrel of his gun and grinned. Daxter rolled his eyes, sometimes Jak could be so cocky.
After a few more incidents with metalheads the two neared the last sentry gun. It looked simple enough, one long platform with the gun placed at the end. Jak charged forward onto te platform. He felt a rush of adrenaline through his system when he stepped onto thin air. Before they had time to comprehend what was happening Jak and Daxter plunged into icy, yet thankfully clean, water below. Jak was first to surface. He came up sputtering and spitting out water. A few seconds later Daxter came up too "Jaak" he whined "Why did you do that? Since when have you been so clumsy?" Jak looked up and saw what he had missed before. It wasn't just one platform it was three, each with a four foot gap between them. Then Jak turned his head to the left and noticed a floating water mine not a foot away from his face. A Jolt went through him when he realized how close they had been to electrocution and possibly death. He grabbed a very whiny Daxter around his middle and began to climb up the support pole of the platform. The climb was made more difficult due to the fact that he was shaking from the cold and slippery from the water. He grit his teeth and pulled himself up over the ledge of the platform while being mindful of the still shooting sentry gun. He agilely bounded from platform to platform until he was close enough to take out the turret. After one satisfying kick to the right place, the turret exploded. Mission accomplished.
