[Co-Author: Butterfly123199]
Context: Back to work with the rest of the gang, The Shadow (it turns out) already has a job prepped up for them. Early in the morning, Elise and Trin have their own private conversations after a strange dream experience...
There was a strange feeling, something tugs within someone, beckoning them. A thick heavy fog rolls across the dark landscape before them, the world of a vast void was too wide for them to comprehend. Yet there is a deep heavy feeling of claustrophobia around them.
This form of theirs, they look down to themselves and find nothing, but they know they exist. They are here.
As they wander mindlessly though this strange land of an abyss, they notice a peculiar blinking into the distance of this colorless fog. Standing before them into what seems to be a horizon between the fog and sky of black, was a single speck of sparkling light.
It was a pale purple, they were unsure what it was, but it seemed to be calling to them. A voiceless cry reaches into their subconscious, a single dot of a beacon...reaches out to them.
They tried to look at their hands, only to see a vague shape fanning away the mysterious misty veil.
'Elise... Elise, that's me, yes. But where am I?' Something seemed off though, looking back and forth between the blinking beacon and to their hands, the formless shape of their existence suddenly gave birth.
Their weight had changed, they felt gravity pulling them down.
Should they focus deeper into the palms of their hands?
'Yes...' They watched, the fog whispers, then the darkness seemed to creep up into their body, giving them a shadow, an outline of themselves.
It washed away like water.
Elise focused harder, but she realized she wasn't controlling this body.
'Not again...'
It was Trinity's.
Elise could hear the echoing voice of Trinity's, it sounded distorted and underwater. Oddly seemed as if he had two voices...
She tried to call out in his mind, but there was only silence and no acknowledgement. Yet she could see what Trinity sees and hear what he says.
All of the sudden the weight pulling her down became greater... The feeling of panic mirrored Trinity's as he quickly tried to pry himself free, waving frantically in the still air around them. 'No, no, I don't want to...' Elise could hear him break.
The burning question of morbid curiosity overcame her as she simply watched. Trinity's legs seemed to be drenched in the dark, murky waters of this unknown place. He was sinking, running through it, burning his lungs. Elise could feel the exact same things.
'Stop...'
'I don't know what to do, I don't-' She yet again tried to call, but it was as if she had no voice. Everything she was feeling, wasn't her own at all. 'Please, Trinny, please...'
He tried to reach out into the flickering light. The radiance being as brilliant as the Day Star, Elise thought, but she knew she had recognized it through his thoughts.
Trinity's other foot was completely stuck and caught in the water like a thick bog. He fell and braced for himself, Elise internally waiting for the horrors to come as she had unintentionally fed off of Trin's essence of fear.
'Stop!-'
They both fell into the water, Elise waiting for the splash. 'Nononononono NO-' Elise felt her as if her entire being was engulfed in water. If her body was her own, she'd be screaming and thrashing.
But nothing came.
It made all the fear in her horribly worse.
The mist clouded her vision, and she found herself looking at a puddle sitting upon a cold hard ground. 'I'm scared... I want to...'
She heard a new voice, what she saw within the reflection of the puddle was nothing she had expected. It wasn't a red mask, it wasn't her face...it was a complete shadow. But her- their hands, it was different.
They were that of a child. 'That voice, was that his? And the hands? Who are they?'
She felt herself slipping away, something sharp began to invade in her mind's walls. Something wrong, something maddening, something hurtful-
Made her hearing static, muffled, so when their head shot up to see another dark figure sharing the same place they were in this darkness, Elise couldn't tell the words whispering to them. But she could see the faint glistening bloody lip moving ever so slightly.
"I want to go home..." She felt their own lips say, the new voice Elise heard before was the very same.
Then, she felt her own essence be pulled away as everything around her faded away into black. Elise woke up, her eyes jolting wide open to dart over to Trin. Her one hand was over her own mouth, her face drenched in sweat from that touch of insanity she felt.
But Trinity was still and silent, still sleeping as usual, unlike the other time way back. The poor girl was practically shaking, her eyes darting all around to silently reassure her she was finally awake. She kept her hand over her mouth in risk of making any sound.
'What the hell was that?!'
She rested her head back against the wall, heavy breaths leaving her. Her body still ached from everything, and the immense shaking wasn't helping alleviate it at all.
'Wake him...' She shook her head at her own thought.
Trinity has asked Elise to meet up with him outside of the UG, he had waited for her to finish doing her usual morning routine. As Elise stepped out of the Underground HQ, she found the masked man sitting near the wall, staring off into the distance as the morning mist and steam from the pipe works crawled out from the ditches around the Slums.
He seemed heavily preoccupied, legs criss-crossed, and his gloved finger tapping on the glazing black crystal of Elise's gift.
With a heavy bag of emotions secured to her, she sucked in a deep breath and walked over to her partner. She forced a smile—something she was regretfully good at— and nudged him with her foot ever so slightly.
"Hey, big guy." She said. "You needed me for somethin'?"
He snapped out of his daydream, "O-oh, yeah, just wanted to show you something." Trinity stood up. 'Promise you won't be scared.'
She groaned to herself and wrinkled her nose at the sound of the voice.
'You have my word.'
"Alright." She shook herself back to normal. "My attention is all yours."
"O-oh, I didn't mean to think of that, sorry, I'm not used to it." He looked and studied their surroundings, there was no one around.
He stepped back slightly, removing his leather goggles and ran his fingers through his hair. He could feel the two bits on his head grow and a feverish chill wash over him, but it's not anything he wasn't used to. The feeling of his cape became as light as a feather.
Once again, the color of his skin changed tint. He had his eyes closed and she knew because there were no glowing golden irises peeking out of his mask eyeholes.
"No-"
She widened her eyes, watching as the ex soldier allowed himself to transform. Yet again, his skin was the blueish gray tone, his hair a sickling white and his black claws barring through.
"–problem..." She breathed out.
She felt faint, but didn't dare show fear... it was safe to say, she trusted him. Even when she hardly understood.
"Trinny?"
"Y- yes?" He spoke, having the urge to snarl but shook his head. "Look, I'm just proving to you I'm still here, just...harsher than usual." Then he shrugged, "or impatient as hell." He couldn't help but laugh at that sheepishly, Trinity's tone sounding oddly condescending in a way. Elise knew his messages and meanings weren't meant to be offensive just because of the change in his voice though.
"You called me a fool." Elise blurted out, raising an eyebrow. "Harsher is an understatement."
She was still stuck in place, but she couldn't tell what it was from. She somehow mustered up the courage to start walking towards him, but stopped in front of him. She wasn't too close, but she was still facing him.
She said no words. She held up her hand.
"Sorry, it's just all the things I've built up over the years. People never believed me that I was still, well, me." The collar was acting funny again but Trinity didn't seem to mind as he slowly held up his hand as well. 'I've been called worse anyway.' He chuckled, but it sounded almost bitter. The black cape, now tattered-looking, was quivering.
Her tiny hand hardly was able to grasp his. She felt small tingles from the small bits of Dark Eco, but nothing really drastic at the moment. She brushed her fingers over his palm and up to his fingertips, gazing at the long claws.
"I know it's you.."
She turned her hand so it would press against his, as if she were measuring her tiny hand in his.
"Only you can be wise, even during this." She joked, a small smirk on her pale lips. "Why show me again..?" She asked softly, a few strands of her hair falling into her face. "Why are you trusting me so much?"
"Don't know honestly." He looked to the side, "I guess I hated hiding myself away for so long."
His orange-yellow eyes shined like melted gold, they were looking at the wall where the UG symbol was spray painted. It was a little new to Elise, seeing his eyes so clearly through the dark eyes of the metallic, scarred mask.
"Glad to know there isn't more meaning behind it." She joked, though there was a bit of disappointment behind the chuckle she forced.
She was going to ask another question, but was quick to stay shut. As surprising and even a little frightening as his eyes were—she admired them. The vibrant color was definitely alluring, and what was more surprising was the fact she could see them so clearly.
...
"Your eyes are beautiful.."
Trinity could feel his mask heat up. His ears and spectral-like wings twitched, he couldn't help but cough and chuckle in a small surprise. 'So are yours.'
He closed his eyes again, feeling his cape gaining weight, horns receding, and the nails shortening. He finally put this leather goggles back on, carefully placing it near his tiny horns, hidden by his hair.
"Psh..." Elise had recoiled her hand as he transformed back, her face rightfully blossoming into a red shade.
"The Shadow has an assignment for all three, uh, I mean four - counting Daxter. He has a job for the four of us." He snickered a tiny bit but informed her nonetheless. Then he sighed, "This side of mine... This is something even the Oracle cannot teach. It's something you, yourself needs to learn by the way."
"Where's the mission going to be at, Big guy?" She couldn't help but still feel her hand tingle. She couldn't decipher if it was from the Eco or the fluster running through her. Either way, it was there. "And... I'm trying to learn..." she frowned. "I'll learn someday, huh?"
"I'm sure you will, you're doing better than I did anyhow." He strolled next to the door and leaned on the concrete wall. "I have a sneaking feeling you'll like this mission, Samos will say it himself when those two idiots finally wake up." Trin snickered, there was a slight mischievous undertone in it, but it was barely there.
Elise had a lightbulb go off while Trin was leaning there, humming along and staring into the skies. "Have you ever done any pranks before?" She asked out of the blue.
He narrowed his eyes despite Elise not being able to see them normally. "Yes...why?" Trin said carefully, as if he was playing cautious for some reason. Or perhaps it was genuine curiosity that plagued him, whatever the case, the uncertainty of his question peaked El's interest.
Elise felt a smug grin slowly pull at her lips, "What kind?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Someone as workheavy as you? I would've never expected."
"Ah well, it was because of Moria, she kept tempting me to do some pranks. So I got this bucket of scorpistoats, red eco flares, and... Uh-" He stopped mid sentence, "Uhm yeah, my pranks are little much- " He crossed his arms, one hand under the chin as he recollected.
Elise blinked, slightly terrified of his humor. "Okay.. so how about.. we don't do what Moria taunted you to do," She turned to walk backwards. "And we have a little fun, huh? The boys owe me a little payback..." her smug grin returned. Ohh Trinity knew what this meant, he had only seen it once before. "How about ya help me teach em a lesson?"
He couldn't help but ask, "Could I at least plant a Metalhead skull in as a wakeup call?" Trin laughed.
"Oh, Please do." Elise laughed, nothing but smugness(And a bit of excitement) written all across her face.
"Oh, don't ask who those buckets of scorpistoats were for." He quipped, smirking with evilness.
"I'm intrigued." She raised an eyebrow at her partner. She could almost feel his sinister smirk under his mask. "Who?"
"Torn."
He literally wheezed-
She was quick to bust into a fit of laughter, stopping in place so she wouldn't fall over. "T- Ahahahaha! Torn?!" She choked out in between her laughing fit.
"Ol' Samos was NOT pleased!" He slapped his hand on his mask, while the other was on his knee as if he was losing it. After a few bouts of wheezing laughter, Trinity finally manages to utter out before turning into a bag of laughs again. "Samos had to heal his little prick marks, oh man-"
At that point, Elise's face was such a harsh red from laughing so hard. "T-The reaction he must've had!" She coughed out, wiping her eyes.
As the others finally gathered for the briefing with The Shadow as a first time for some...
"What happened to you two boys?" Samos stroked his facial hair in curiosity.
"Nothing."
Jak and Daxter were drenched in water from head to toe, even leaving a tiny bit of a puddle from where they stood. Jak had an unamused expression mirroring Torn's, while Dax was shivering; eyes completely wide.
"I- I HATE. M- METALHEADS." Daxter uttered out in horror.
Trinity was leaning on the wall, his mask covering his evil, playful smile. Elise on the other hand, had trouble keeping her poker face façade up-
Elise couldn't help but crack a small smile, doing her best to hold back from snickering or laughing; making Torn furrow his eyebrows.
Torn was quick to look towards Trinity and squint. He mouthed out 'Seriously?' With an annoyed expression. Even though Trinity was definitely older, he had the mindset of a 6 year old sometimes.
"You two don't want to get cleaned up?" He was taking some pity on the four-
Scratch that.
The two teens and the two toddlers.
"Eh." He merely shrugged.
The Shadow cleared his throat to grab their attention again, "Ah, well then... Right now I need you all to go to Haven Forest and root out a few metalheads. That forest is my source of power, but I can't protect it much longer. Chase down and destroy all the metal head scouts you find there. Good luck!"
The orange ottsel pulled his ears down to the sides of his head, "More, metalheads- "
Samos stood on a chair to inspect the maps and papers, "I shall be busy moving forward in our plans. Well then? Go on."
Trinity walked out, the others soon following behind. As per usual they took out a zoomer Tess had possibly "borrowed" for the trip. Jak had his arms crossed and wringed his long golden hair out, Daxter was shaking it off vigorously like a puppy.
"No worries, I bet you'll be liking this, trust me. In fact where's the mechanic, she should be callin' in- "
As soon as he finished his word, the device of his zipped right out of his pocket, its scratched glass lens looking around. Daxter almost fell off of Trin's shoulderguard because he tried to lean in to grab something.
Mechanic (Communicator): ["The Underground said you needed some help. You won't be able to catch those metal heads in the forest on foot, so I left my JET-Board at the airlock near the city exit. Since you're helping the Underground, I'll even let you keep it!"]
Jak's ears perked up at that as his little funny pout turned upside down, into a excited smirk. Daxter jumped to Jak's armor, "Ooh! Well, well, well..." He combed his ears back as if they were his hair, eyebrows wiggling.
"A... jet board..?" Elise asked, confusion all in her tone. "Isn't that the thing you have, Trinny?"
"Yep, and I bet all my skullgems they're gonna fall on their ass."
Trin drove through the Slums and Main Districts, corners of the buildings and little ditches for the storm drains were littered with celebratory streamers. Confetti from the event dotted the dominantly gray city, it made the city seem a little more alive in a way.
"I'm a fast enough of a learner." Jak retorted.
"Fast enough, mm?" Trin shot a glance at him, a little twinkle in his eye.
Elise rolled her eyes at the tiny banter, Daxter was rubbing his hands together as if preparing for a grand magic show.
They drove along the high roads, Trinity being cautious enough to weave through traffic and avoid the KGs as best as he could. Surely enough the sand and dry dirt soon became overtaken by greenery. "Same place as the Precursor Temple?" Jak asked.
Trin gave a small wave to the woman tending to her crops as they headed for the Airlock, dismounting. They notice the children weren't playing out today.
"Yeah, same place, but different area." Trin pulled out a pocket-sized object.
"Sooo you guys get fancy skateboards and I do what, exactly?" Elise almost seemed to pout, but she hid it by looking away.
They went through the gates as Jak was already eyeing and at the corner where the JET Board laid unmoving, it was full sized and had this turbine look at one side of the board. "Wow! This JET-Board's ours! I call shotgun!" They fistbumped.
Trinity nudged her shoulder, "I could think up something, you'll see. C'mon, those scouts ain't going to bash themselves anytime soon!" He headed towards where the Temple was, vaulting through the precursor ring once again to teleport on the other side of the canyon!
The feeling of adventuring past the machine-conquered city and concrete was always welcoming to them, sometimes it felt a little odd since they were so used to arguing and yelling from citizens and Krimzon Guards-alike. Here, it was merely just the feeling of the wind, whistling of the canyon, and grass blades or leaves rustling all around them.
"Alright! Alright, I'm coming." The small woman laughed as she hopped through the teleported ring.
When she stumbled back out, she admired the peaceful scenery; just like before. Jak stood for a short while, a cheeky grin never leaving.
"How's about a picnic here?" Daxter jokingly shouted to the three, jumping off of Jak's shoulder to feel the grass.
"Actually..." Elise leaned down to gently pet Daxter. "That doesn't sound too bad."
"I can agree to that when we got time." Trinity chipped in, as they all stepped onto a lone floating, precurian metal platform. "If we get the Metalheads out, then yeah." He said as they were taken into a different part of the forest.
There were no Precursor tech laying skittered about around the area, which were surrounded by tall rocky walls and foliage. There was even a nice small stream humming nearby. Soon enough however, there was the scouts Samos had said running about. Six lurked behind every tree, rock, nook, and cranny. Jak was ready to pull out his Morph Gun, but Trinity stopped him.
"I don't think Samos would appreciate that we tear down the same place his power's feeding from." He chuckled. "Which is why we're going to smack them with this."
The same pocket sized object was in his gloved hand, he threw it into the air with a bit of flare, and then hopped on it as soon as the object unwrapped itself into a full sized JET-Board! It looked just like Jak's but a little worn and had some use. He zipped around them slowly then jumped off, tipping one end of it with his foot and laid it on the ground vertically like a skateboard.
Jak wasted no time as he flew off with his own, Trinity studying him and rooting for gravity to make Jak mess up.
"Watch, he's going to fall on that thin log." Trin snickered. "Would you like to try?" He offered out of nowhere to El, who was a bit busy admiring the scenery and singing stream.
Elise tore her eyes away from the scene. "Huh? O-Oh- I've never." She chuckled rather nervously. "I'd rather not get another injury. Especially not from that thing.. I'm hardly knowledgeable about it at all!" She began to flutter up multiple excuses at once.
Soon enough they heard Dax's iconic voice echoing across the forest and something flying off, which was probably the JET-Board... Both Trin and El had an expression of 'yikes'.
"These Dragheads won't do anything, you don't want to at least fly around like this?" Trinny laid the board on the floor and stood right on top of it, without doing anything he slowly circled around.
"I could definitely let you have it for today, I'm no good at teaching how to use it, but all you gotta do is balance on it."
Elise smiled and shook her head. "I'll be alright, love." She hadn't processed what she said, and didn't seem to at all. "I know how to get around better than you boys." She grinned, rather cockily. She pulled one of her Phalanx pistols from its holster. "How about we make a bet?" She checked the ammo to the weapon.
"If you're planning to shoot them, they're way too fast for that. That, and Samos would probably kill us for ruining this forest." He noted, "But regardless, what kind of bet?"
He used his Communicator to view the area, choosing out which scouts to pick off first.
"Pickin off the Metalheads?" She tucked away the weapon and crossed her arms. "Count em. Whoever takes out the most gets to pick a punishment for the other." She held up her hand. "Deal?"
Trinity couldn't help but (literally) mask his smile, taking her hand. Elise noticed there was something he had put there and when she looked, it was the JET-Board but shrunken back to its small self. "There's five- " He checked and saw a green blip disappear, Daxter shouting in triumph into the distance. "Four. Jak, one." Trin held up his index finger to count. "Good luck."
She took a glance down at the JET board and raised an eyebrow. Before she could even question it, the board sprung into a larger size, causing her to yelp. "I think I'm willing to just have the punishment!"
Trinity chuckled and grabbed the JET-Board, hopping on it, and zooming off faster than any Zoomer Elise could recall.
Elise's own Communicator soon activated to fly around.
Trin (Communicator): ["You're free to view the place for yourself if you want- oh, found that metalhead!"]
Trinity was zipping about, skating across thin wooden logs over the streams and rivers. Up ahead, there was no doubt, it was a Draghead, flying just as quick as he was. From Elise's point of view, all she saw into the distance were him and the enemy zigzagging through trees, boulders, and fallen logs. Trin tried to yank on its tail every time he was close, but it turned into a different corner before he could grab it!
Jak and Dax on the other hand, were in a different section of the forest to the point Elise couldn't see them thanks to the rocky outcroppings. His golden hair was whipping against the furious winds and Daxter was clinging onto his shoulder armor. Another one of the Dragheads was sprinting across the metallic structures and bridges.
"There's that dragon! C'mon, closer... closer!" Daxter yelled as Jak tried his best to find any shortcuts and any way to cut it off.
It didn't take long before Elise saw the green blips on the map disappear one by one, each from two very different areas. Trying to scope out into the distance, all she saw were shadowy blurs.
'It's no wonder why these guns won't work.'
She could see just how rapid everything went, from Trin (or Jak) grabbing the tail of the enemy and slamming it into the ground, and using the JET-Board's anti-grav mechanics to quickly turn before slamming themselves into a boulder. It wasn't long until there was one left.
"Okay... so I lost."
'Very Stupidly.'
"I get it... I need to make a name for you." Elise groaned and just tossed herself to the ground. They seemed to be handling it, so? Why not just relax? She'd need to before she got her punishment anyway.
El let the soft grassy patches cuddle around her, butterflies if many different colors surrounded her. Time flew by, the sun's rays peeked through the foliage and leaves as it sat high in the sky still.
She watched a blue and purple butterfly play with each other. The sereneness broke when Elise heard Dax and Trin throwing retorts left and right.
"Oh sure Dax, I'm certain you pulled and killed the metalhead, it's all you." He snickered.
Dax was jumping and stomping on Trin's shoulder, teeth gritted and fuming comedically. Elise stood back up and stretched, Trinity's device came to life once again, and the wise old voice of Samos emerged out from its speaker.
Jak was about to send his own quip to Daxter but he gave it up.
Shadow (Communicator): ["Excellent work you all! Come on back to the hideout, I have another task for you."]
"Consecutive, much, huh old tree branch?"
"Shut up, Dax." Elise squinted.
"ME?!" Daxter pointed an accusing finger. "YOU didn't even do anything!"
"Oh I'll do something alright." She gritted her teeth and cracked her knuckles.
Daxter almost ended up with a black eye shortly afterwards, but nevertheless the group took a little bit of their time to take in the scenery. They returned using the Precursor ring and platform, using the bits of mossy-covered airlock once again.
Trinity took the driver's seat and they took off to head back into the city. Daxter was going to kick off the conversation but something that reeked worse than Haven's Sewers and had that distinct slimy voice spilled out of their Communicator.
Krew (Communicator): ["This is Krew, I just talked to my racing client, and she told me Jak was pretty good with that JET-Board, mm? My sources say a shipment of Krimzon Guard listening equipment just arrived in the Port. None of us, including the Underground, want those devices up and running. It's not good for business. Ride the JET-Board out into the Port and destroy every Krimzon Guard crate you find. There's sure to be a defense perimeter, so watch out, eh?"]
Trinity furrowed his eyebrows at that, but he didn't object as his map picked up the shipments nonetheless. Begrudgingly, they all knew from the last set of cargo they encountered, there was always something brewing in the KG's plans. Trinity took the detour and decided to head towards the Port.
He mumbled incoherently, but his mind's words were clear. 'How will this work - arrive and in waters, one or two of us use our JET-Boards, others cover us on land...'
Trinity didn't say a single word but Daxter was running his mouth off, complaining in response to Krew's sudden mission. "Why am I not SURPRISED? I betcha he's lazing around in that floatin' chair, throne, whatever of his while we're off doing ALL the work! Ah, I already miss the forest." He was lying on Trin's shoulder, feeling the wind.
Jak had his face in his hand, looking lazy in the backseat, and rolling his eyes quietly questioning Krew's loyalty.
Trinity was already blazing in insane speeds through his head about possible plans and backups for any possible outcomes, the words came and went like it was running on blue eco. Elise could hear some random ramblings here and there, it almost seemed like he was paranoid. But he certainly wasn't. Then it suddenly came to a stop, "Hm." He merely hummed.
"Holy precursors, slow down." Elise suddenly blurted out, rubbing her temples.
Both Jak and Daxter stared at the petite woman with confusion.
"Slow what down, sugarplum?"
She glared back at Daxter's nickname for her. "Uh.. nothing... sorry." She glared over at Trinity and mouthed 'How the hell-?'
Trinity blinked as he realized what he was doing, 'Sorry, sorry, that's just the usual crap. How would I know how to, er...turn off thoughts?'
The Port soon came into view and they disembarked, standing by the cold, gray wall. They looked out into the waters from where they stood and surely enough there were mines surrounding the boxes, mechanical parts in canisters, of the sort in all sizes. "Guess we really pissed him off messing up that last cargo." The masked man quipped.
"That's a lotta Krimzon Guards..." Daxter looked around and even to the other side of the area, past the waters where the red colors dotted the view in the distance. "Do we really need to do this for the ol' too fat, too furious?"
"Yes." Trin said deadpan as he counted the units, not quite focused on the conversation, but wasn't fully ignoring it either.
"I'll keep you guys covered from the ground. I'm not sure how much help I'd be, but I'll figure something out." She glanced at Trinity. "Don't do anything stupid."
"Perhaps you prefer some range advantage with our weapons?" Trin tapped on the back, which the Snipertron was actually strapped to behind underneath the cape. He held out his JET-Board. "Jak."
"Yeah?"
"You take that side, I take the other."
They were still standing near the walls and away from the open space where the KGs had usually roamed around. Luckily for them, the Hellcats and Cruisers weren't around. It was a little odd as to why, but Trin chose to not dwell on that as of yet.
"Please." Elise grabbed Trinity's arm before he could hop out of the zoomer. "Don't let him do anything stupid.. and keep it together." She moved to put her hand on top of his instead. "For me, Trinny, keep it together."
Jak was already almost ready to jump into the waters as he checked around, Trinity whispered back to El. "Always have been, El." He nodded stoically. "The KGs are going to start shooting at us once we begin wrecking havoc, may I borrow the Phalanx? I think Dax will get Jak covered while we go."
JV007 A/N: I was HOPING- to wrap up two missions as we go but I guess not! Why y'all still reading this anyway? It's a crappy fic made with fun at least but really though- LOL. Whatever, let's try to get this book done hueheuheuh, no rush of course, but there's so many things waiting for the end and into Jak 3 HJFBHFSBDFS IM EXCITED OKAY.
Butterfly A/N: IM RUSHING WE BETTER HURRY UP OR IMMA THROW HANDS WITH MYSELF- yes Hurrt. YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH IT? YOU DONT WANT THE SMOKE, JV. I'LL BOP YOU.
JV007: HURRRT- Wha? Me? No...