W00t Eruka beat JAK X and I watchededededed! WEEE (gigles) (GLARE) (giggle)

the amount of sugar and caffine required to achieve this acomplishment is beyond imagining...every one knows video games get easy when your hyper . jazed up YO!

Razer: GO TEAM! (gives Clue a high five)

Clue: O.o evil...clone...twin...must destroy.

Razer: Go team?

"giggles" lots of little odd Jules quotes in this one hope you enjoy . happy thanks giving day to all you peeps who care about it! Sory for the long update time, wait was it even long O.o "can't remember" erm...well I'm sorry just in case!

"foot ball, like religeon has this odd way of completely baffling me" - my mother watching a super bowl commercial.

Okay dokey read if you want, review if you do. Ignore the evil mimes on the way out.

----Chapter 29----

"ERROL!"

Clue blinked himself back to consciousness to the sound of Jak's enraged voice. An angry conversation whipped into life, Clue continued to blink with out really registering what was going on. Some one had a hold of his head. his vision was finally swimming in to focus

"Who the hell is Errol," Jules asked tying a bandage around Clue's bleeding head.

Jak turned to stare at the little marauder woman crouched on the floor, he opened his mouth to say something but simply growled in frustration. He banged his fist on the table and clenched his jaw.

Torn groaned and crossed his arms.

Jules stood up and joined them at the hallo table, an uncommon look of concern plastered on her face. She didn't seem to notice her patient returning to the land of the waking.

"Okay how is Errol still alive? We ran him over RIGHT! He Blew Up." the Otsel let out an exasperated groan. Jules gave a little sigh and looked over at Jak who was staring intently at his fist still held on the table. the renegade was seething, most of the eyes in the room were locked on him.

The Bar was filled to the brim with injured freedom fighters, some worse than others. They filled up all the booths and were scattered on the floor. The injured soldiers made a shockingly quiet audience.

The marauder gave a quiet polite cough, "Mr. Torn Guy." she said quickly grabbing his attention, "Before we all get carried away with this Errol person or what not...You should know that crazy count Veeger man is planning something, he's got the precursor monks under his finger," she put her hands on her hips and gave Torn a look.

Torn Glared down at the table as Daxter elaborated, "Yeah he sicked this huge, I mean HUGE robot on us! he kept ranting on and on about those catacombs old log head was spewing about!"

Jak finally seemed to get a hold of himself and crossed his arms, nodding his consensus to Dax's story.

"Robots?" Jak looked down at the sound of clue's voice, he had an unlit cigarette already in his mouth and rummaging for a lighter.

"um...yeah..." Jules said hesitantly grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"metal heads, sub rails, explosives...and robots..." He muttered in a disgruntle way, finding his lighter in one of his duster's pockets.

"Hey...I'm sorry you got your ass kicked trying to sweep into the city to save me," she said sincerely in her own chipper and sarcastic way.

The guards broke out snickering.

"Oh burn," Daxter said rather loudly hopping on top of Jak's shoulder plate.

Jules stood there awkwardly, she hadn't meant it that way, not at all. Clue flipped open his zippo and lite the cigarette and stared intently at his bandaged thigh muttering something to himself about 'getting rusty'.

"anyways," Torn said giving his men some hard looks, "like I said this whole thing is a mess,we're completely cut off from the rest of our forces and the metal heads and kg got us pinned down here on two fronts." he shoved his finger at a couple places on the map of the city hovering in front of him over the table.

Daxter's eyes went wide and if the rodent could have paled he would have, Jak nodded. He was ready, things were taking on a semblance of a purpose.

"Commander Torn! Kg blast bots coming in fast from the north! They're heading straight for you!" Torn's comm suddenly exploded with the sounds of gunfire and the soldiers report.

Torn gave Jak the look.

"DON"T EVEN ASK! We are SOOO ahead of you!" Daxter yelled saluting smartly from his perch. Just like that Jak was making for the door and Torn was shouting orders over the comm.

Jules stood a bit bewildered in the following activity, some of the less injured guards followed Jak out the door. Either compelled by duty or the thought that they had a better chance out in the fray than the did siting in a blast bot's intended target.

Jules looked down at Clue who was still sitting slumped against the wall staring at his lap. His long dark bangs hid his eyes and a curl of smoke wafted up from his cigarette.

Jules heaved a sigh, and grabbed her hammer that was leaning up against the wall next to him. despite their close proximity neither one said anything to the other. She grabbed it and left, with the thoughts that anything was better than just standing there regretting the words that had spilled out of her mouth. She knew how he was, she didn't mind him being protective, what she said had been true. One fact remained the same though, there was nothing worse than a man with a bruised ego.

A brunette guard seated against the opposite wall watched her go, "That little red head of yours is a catch," he said directing the comment at Clue who was also watching her go out the door, "Quite the warrior princess," he added. "Hope her and dark boy know what the hell their doing."

Clue looked up slowly and gave him an icy stare, blowing smoke out his nose.

"alright I was just saying..." the brunette said defensively nursing his bandaged arm. There was an awkward silence at that moment. By some coincidence even torn was quiet for the briefest time. The guard some how felt impelled to fill the void in the uncooperative conversation, perhaps in an atempt to ignore the threat that was approaching them, "How you holding up anyway, with that eco burn?" he asked flexing his own hand and wincing.

Clue looked down at his lap again, still brooding over the truth of Jules's statement. He looked back up at the guard and said blatantly, "My crotch is numb."

the guard next to the brunette gave a soft whistle, he looked older than the other one and bore a scar across his cheek, "Doncha hate that?" he said sympathetically with a look that spook of past experience.

Clue glared at his bandaged eco burn again, "Yes, yes I do." he said flatly.

----leniluvspagebreakslikefatkidlovescakes----

Jules held her hammer like a disgruntle golfer. With a wide arcing back swing she sent the bomb sailing towards an equally explosive bot. She grinned as she watched the machine be engulfed momentarily by the explosion.

Jak stopped pumping blaster shots into the hunk of metal long enough to run forward and punt one of the thing's own bombs back at it.

"Ooh touch down...FOUR POINTS!" Jules yelled as another explosion met the red kg creation.

Jak turned and gave her a funny look. Though he was nearly used to the her crazy commentary he still didn't understand most of the things that came out of her mouth.

"THOSE BOMBS ARN'T BEEPING FOR THE HELL OF IT YOU KNOW!" Daxter screamed as the bombs did indeed begin to beep faster. Jules scampered away back towards the retreated guards, Jak not two steps behind her.

Jak turned as soon as the explosion behind him had ended, he began pumping more shots into the thing before its laser pointed cannon even came on line again.

Jules tried to stay out of the way as she watched the small group of guards and Jak do a dangerous dance with the the bot's laser sight. She watched as not for the first time, Jak let the deadly red dot center in on his chest, just to jump or roll away at the right moment as the high powered cannon blasted a red eco burst in his general direction.

Suddenly the demolition machine started to march forward on its robotic spider like legs. The group continued its blasting and the bot continued to attempt to sniper them off. Jules swore inwardly again at her lack of a distanced weapon. Jak and her had already helped take down two bots, and she hadn't really felt that helpful yet.

It was during this brief inflection that she realized the laser sight had zeroed in on her and was casting a rosy red glare into her eyes.

She blinked and threw her self to the right, the sound of the machines cannon ringing in her ears. She scrambled to her feet and stared at the machine as it continued to advance on her, she had thrown her self perilously close to its clicking insectoid legs. Despite the barrage of shots plowing in to it the thing showed no signs of stopping. For a inappropriately timed moment she admired the technology

Jules pushed the thought away and braced her hammer in both hands. with a mighty swing she brought it down on one of its legs. Her hands vibrated painfully on contract, the whole blast bot vibrated loudly as well. She stumbled back and nearly fell as the machine stepped neatly over her.

She distantly heard some one call her name but ignored it. She struck at the body of the bot over her head. A resounding electric crackle etched the air.

"JULES!"

"Get out of there!"

The legs began to give way under its own weight while she was still beneath it, once again she threw her self to the right and hoped for the best. Only the loud increasing volume of the beeping behind her urged her to her feet again as she scrambled away from the doomed soon to explode robot.

The bot then blew its self to bits, detonating its cargo prematurely as the surrounding guard began to whoop and cheer.

One such soldier grabbed Jules by the arm as she stumbled by. The red head was panting and cursing in an unknown language. The soldier's visor flipped up and the femal leutenant gave her a disbelieving grin, "Guess you hit something vital."

Jules looked up at the tall blond and nodded, "I guess the hell so!"

Jak jogged up beside the two. Daxter jumped onto the wastelander's shoulder, "Geees, sweet checks, never knew you had it in you."

"Don't call me sweet cheeks..." she growled trying to shrug the otsel off her. Jak shook his head. despite her craziness and obsession with explosives he didn't mind her hanging around. It wasn't like she couldn't take care of her self. if anything the renegade found her slightly amusing.

"You and explosives don't mix well do they?" the blond guard who turned out to be Aiden said with a chuckle.

"No, no she doesn't." Jak said thinking back to the eco mine.

"Hey look at that," Daxter had said pointing out the large cart full of explosives.

Jak finished strapping on the pair of precursor shin guards he found in an alcove. He stood up and watched Jules skipped ahead of him with her hammer thrown over her shoulder. She stopped suddenly in front of the cart, staring up at it with awe. Jak strode up beside her and looked it up with her.

"...Its beautiful!" She said suddenly grabbing his arm impulsively with a squel.

"Alright woman you've lost it!" Daxter yelled at her.

"Oh look!" she said impishly realizing his shoulder and rushing towards a control panel to begin pressing all the buttons.

"Jules? I wouldn't-" Jak said running up behind her.

Lights suddenly flashed on and the panel started blinking urgently at them the words, "tracks obstructed" as the cart loaded with explosives behind them began to lurch down the tracks.

Jak glared at her and raced after the cart, "Jules your a crazy person!" Daxter screamed over his shoulder.

"SORRY!" she yelled as she ran after them and the cart.

Jules giggled and gave Jak an impish grin. He just shook his head. Aiden gave both of them a confused look.

"You don't wanna know..." Dax told her.

Aiden took his furry little word for it and gave Jak a calculating look. She had served back during the baron's reign, the blue Kg designs tattooed across her face were proof, and she found it a little disconcerting to be so close to Jak. The idea of holding a conversation with him was an alien idea, and the longer she stood there in his presence the more she thought about his more dangerous dark eco induced form. So not wanting to know was right up on her list.

She was brought out of thought and relieved when her comm went off informing her another blast bot had been taken down. That made five in all she thought absently.

"INCOMMING!" some one yelled as the mechanical sound of another blast bot approached.

Aiden assembled her troops and Jules watched as they started there deadly dance with the laser sight all over again.

Jak rolled to the side as the sight targeted him and powered up the cannon. The eco shot hit bare concrete where he had been a moment before. He continued to shoot at it adding his own yellow blast to the colored shots raging at it. An idea struck the renegade as he watched the mechanical invention plod unabated down the street. He grabbed his morph gun and quickly contorted it to the vulcan furry.

"Hang on Dax!"he yelled running up behind the robot and dodging between its legs. Dax had a death grip on his shoulder as Jak aimed up at the vulnerable inner workings of the blast bot and peppered it with vulcan furry shots.

Jak took the sound of the legs collapsing underneath it as a sign to get the hell out form under it.

Aiden grinned as he shot towards her from under the soon to be piece of scrap metal. She had to give the guy props where props were due. She watched as the blast bot took a couple more labored steps forward, electrical crackles running up and down its key parts. The cannon spun wildly once and fired before the whole machine erupted into a fiery explosion.

Jules blinked owlishly as the smoke cleared. two younger soldiers to her left gave each other high fives.

"lieutenant! Lietenant Aiden!" Jules snapped her head and saw the flurry of guards flocking to one of two prone figures on the pavement.

"JAK! JAK!" Daxters small but shrill voice pierced the air even over the din of the guards and Aiden's frantic screams.

Jules did her best to push her verticaly challenged self through the small crowd of armored guards. The guards shoved past her already bearing their injured comrade back towards the HQ.

Something in her stomach began to chase its own tail. Daxter's keening voice was still reaching her ear, but it wasn't till after a large guard shouldered her that she caught sight of him.

Jak lay face first on the ground, a bright pool of cherry colored blood seeping out from under him. Jules bit her lip as she trotted over, she could plainly see were the bot had shot a fist sized hole in his back.

Daxter was trying his best to turn Jak over, but so far wasn't having much luck. He was just too small. Jules nearly knocked him over as she grabbed the downed renegade by the shoulder plate and wrenched him onto his back.

Jules covered her mouth and leaned back on her heels. A matching seeping red hole the size of her fist also graced the front of the hero's chest.

"JAK!" Daxter yelled again, "Don't do this to me, buddy!"

Jules recovered from her initial shock and more by instinct than reason pushed both hands down on the blood bubbling wound. She grimaced to herself and pressed harder, 'this is pointless,' she thought to herself morbidly, as his hot blood bubbled up through her fingers, 'no one can survive a through and through like this.'

Jules half heard a few lingering guards shuffling behind them, their curios whispers somehow still audible over daxter.

Daxter stood with one foot on each shoulder, and had Jak by the ears and was yelling at him as though his frantic commands themselves could keep the blond in the world of the living. Then to Daxter's complete surprise Jak's ice blue eyes blinked at him.

"JAK, LISTEN TO ME, JAK!" Dax yelled surprised beyond belief that his boyhood friend was even still alive, "DON"T STEP INOT THE LIGHT!"

Jules threw her self back as a bright light suddenly seemed to explode out of the wound and slip through her fingers along with the blood. It was as if it had happened on Daxter queue.

"what the hell..." She stared at Jak. The remaining gourds behind took a few steps back.

With a sound like a breaking wine glass Jak lit up like a Christmas tree. The light that had seemed to shine out of the wound had spread to encompass him, it was like looking through a curtain of translucent light. Jules slowly started to scoot away.

Every muscle in Jak's body tensed at once as the light seemed to glow brighter. When the light hit an impossible intensity Jak began to squirm, as if the light was trying to escape him all at once. Jules watched transfixed as he arched his back and neck in a silent scream. As soon as his mouth opened the light shinned out as if eager to escape the confines of his body.

Jak was grabbing at his chest wildly were the wound had been. His eyes flew open and it was like some one had reached into his skull and screwed in a pair of light bulbs. And then just like that, With another noise that sounded like a shattering glass, the light was gone..

"Holly shit," a guard mumbled cautiously walking up to the gasping warrior on the pavement.

"Weird shit bro," the guards counter part said walking past Jules.

"See that? Hes not even bleeding anymore!"

"HEY!" Dax yelled from her shoulder. Jules blinked she wasn't sure how or when the otsel manged to get there. "Give. The. Guy. Some. ROOM!" Daxter actually manged to say this forcefully. He jumped off the marauder woman's shoulder and marched off towards Jak.

Jules scrambled up to her feet "Thats far enough private McMuffin..." she said giving one of the guards a shove before his boot could collide with the otsel.

"Come on man, lets leave the freaks to their show," the one that hadn't been shoved said to other putting a restraining hand on his shoulder. The two guards wandered away, still conversing with each eachother, twhile leading the small crowd of more timid guards away.

Jak had managed to pull himself up into a seated position and sat like a confused child in a large puddle of blood.

"heya big guy, you gonna make it?" Daxter asked smoothly hopping onto his lap.

Jak just blinked and fingered the large scorched hole in his tunic. His fingers fell only on a new and bloody scar, "I dunno," he said softly. He reached a hand up awkwardly behind his back in order to reach the first scars identical twin. He dropped his hand though when Daxter got all up in his face.

"And what the hell was with the light show! Pretty spiffy and all but... howaboutneverdoingthatagian! " Daxter yelled very quickly all in one breath working himself up into an orange spaz attack. Jak covered his ears as the otsel yelled and made a face indicative of a migraine.

"Okay Mr. Lightbrite, you think you can stand?" Jules asked reaching don a blood soaked hand to him. He looked up and nodded. With her help he managed to gain his feet on the blood slicked pavement.

"This all mine?" Jak said, looking down at the blood dripping down his sides and the puddle on the ground.

"Yep," Jules said mater of factly looking down as well, "Freaky huh?"

Jak nodded and massaged his temple with two bloody fingers.

"You sure your gonna make it? You more than kinda just got shot to death?" Daxter said from his usual perch, sounding unusually concerned.

"dizzy," was all he had to say for himself as Jules began to shoo him out of the puddle of blood and in the general direction of the Naughty Otsel.

Jules hadn't noticed it at first but small splotches of color danced about in vision if she moved her eyes too fast. "Okay zippy, next time you get your freak on like that again, don't do it in my face..." she said trying to blink away said splotches.

"remind me not to step into the light again then," he said darkly, his wits seeming to be returning to him.

Jules shrugged, and watched him half stager down the street, "cheer up sunshine, weirder shit has happened! Trust me."

Jak just grimaced and continued to rub his temples.