Update numbah two... with more action and crud! And...a semi-happy ending. Ending to the story? Nah, not in this chapter! xP Not as much cliffhangers this time around, bleh. Gawd, I love trying to shove in cliffhangers! xD
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The treatment he had received had only lasted for two days, but already Seit had responded well to it; his body had chosen to accept the treatment and keep him alive, and he had began to figure out how to control the powers it gave him so he could turn them on and off at will. From what he heard, he had positively responded to it much faster than those who had previously received the same treatment.
He personally blamed this on his past exposure to the Eco, even if it was only for a short period of time. He figured that the past exposure to it allowed his body to become used to being around it, and therefore not react as it normally would on an ordinary person.
As for the fate of his Metal Head friends, he never heard word of what had actually happened to them. He hoped they were still alive, but was beginning to fear the worst. He hoped the powers that were possessed by the dark creature the Eco was slowly beginning to turn him into would help him keep them alive, but he had not been given the chance to figure out where they were and whether or not they were still alive. The Dark Makers had never discussed such things in front of him, which made him feel helpless to a point and begin to question the true reason why he was chosen to go through these experiments.
Seit flew around the cargo room of the Dark Makers' ship, the black, leathery wings of his Dark-Eco-self spread out as wide as they would possibly go. At the moment, it was his job to inspect the large, five-story-tall, spider-like creatures the Dark Makers called terra-formers to see if they were ready to invade the planet below him; his brother observed his every move from the safety of a platform in the middle of the room. He had no exactly idea what these creatures were supposed to do, but he knew that it could not be good. So far, his inspection had gone on uneventfully. The giant creatures were completely still and silent, and, from what he could tell, had no obvious physical flaws.
While he was busy studying the physical appearance of one creature's legs, he suddenly got a strange sense that something bad was about to happen. Seconds later, there was a loud explosion as a beam of Eco tore through the room. His brother took control of one of the creatures and used it to escape the weakening ship towards the planet thousands of miles below, and Seit followed it as fast as his wings would allow.
When he finally caught up to the falling creature, he grabbed the nearest possible thing on it and hung on tight. It fell for what seemed like an eternity before it crash-landed somewhere in the wide, open desert of the Wasteland.
"Of all the places for this thing to land, it somehow had to be here, didn't it?" he asked himself as he flew alongside the head of the giant creature.
"Seit, I can't risk having you here. I can't bear the thought of you at least getting hurt in case something decides to attack," Erol said from a loudspeaker on the creature's head. "I'd rather risk my life much more than risk yours, so go find some place to hide and don't argue with me why I'm making you do this. I'll come back for you once everything's settled; I can't guarantee it, but I'll try like hell."
"Sound like Mom, why don't you?" Seit joked. "Just try not to get yourself killed again, alright? I've already lost you once, and it was crappy enough to witness it then have to live through it that time."
"I promise I'll try. In case I do, I want you to remember that I really have looked out for you for as long as I possibly could. I know you hardly saw it half the time, and I'm sorry for that," Erol said.
"Thanks a bunch for it, bro; I really mean it. Take care of yourself, alright?" Seit asked as he gently whacked the top of the creatures head a few times and flew off.
As he flew above the desert towards where he vaguely remembered Spargus' gate to be, he stared down into the sands below. He noticed a car tumbling through the dunes towards the terra-former. Getting a bad feeling about it, he flew down to get a closer look at it. He stared into the driver's seat and immediately recognized Jak's bright yellow-green hair and Daxter's orange and yellow fur.
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Seit asked himself as he flew over the car and closer to Spargus.
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Seit watched from the palm trees near the Spargus gate and watched in worry as Jak fought Erol and the terra-former, glancing at the quick flashes of color that streaked between the terra-former's head and back. He felt the strong urge to fly in and go after Jak for trying to kill his brother again, but remembered his brother's words and stayed put. The Eco inside him began to tingle, and he tried as hard as he could to keep it from coming out at full blast. He was beginning to feel more and more anger towards Jak for doing this as he watched the battle raged on, first cutting off the creature's legs and causing it to land right in front of Spargus' gate, then driving in and starting this fight.
The next thing he knew, there was a small explosion coming from the back of the terra-former's head and Dark Eco in gas form began to pour out. The creature's head began spinning around wildly, and he could see a white glow shine from its back.
The glow suddenly shot towards the back of the creature's head, and then there was a loud explosion as the creature blew to smithereens. It would be a miracle if either Jak or his brother managed to come out of it all alive. Seit's heart seemed to skip a beat every few seconds as he waited for the dust to settle so he could look for casualties.
Once the strong, sand-filled gusts wind from the explosion had died down to a more normal level and he got the sand out of his eyes, Seit brought out his wings and glided towards what little remained of the terra-former. As he did, he saw Jak and Daxter walking towards their friends who had come out to make sure the two supposed heroes were alright. He knew this could not be good for him, but continued on towards the rubble anyway.
The explosion site was, for the most part, a large, mostly black crater with pieces of terra-former sticking out in various places. He slowly walked towards where he thought the creature's head had once hovered, occasionally nudging pieces with his foot as he did. His hopes of his brother being alive to any extent began to dwindle as he started finding shards of glass sticking up out of the sand. Amongst the glass, he started to find more and more pieces of wire and blue or silver metal mixed with the broken remains of the creature's head.
He then saw a large lump of red, silver, and blue metal somewhat buried near the edge of the crater. From what he could see, it had both arms and most of an upper body. He ran towards it as fast as his legs would take him and quickly begn digging through the sand surrounding it, hoping for the best.
Suddenly, one of the arms began to twitch, whirring and buzzing as it struggled to move. It was the arm that had his brother's only surviving hand from the first accident; he immediately grabbed it and felt his hopes rise higher than the surrounding mountains. Erol's head slowly emerged from where it had been buried, struggling to move just as much as his arm and trying to get a glance at who had grabbed his hand.
"It's just me, dude. You kept your promise and at least tried to stay alive, and that's good enough for me. I'll love you as a brother for the rest of time. I promise I'll see you on the other side if you really have to go now," Seit said, tightening his grip on Erol's hand.
For one last time, Erol smiled at him and closed his eyes, and Seit knew at that point that he was gone. He felt tears begin to build up in his eyes and brushed some away with the sleeve of his shirt. This time, he felt a bit grateful that he could say goodbye one last time to his brother. He thanked whatever forces that were in control for giving him this chance the second time around.