This fanfic is based on Jak 2 and 3.
It will be told by the POV of Jak and my OC, Sasha Praxis. Sasha will be the POV in the odd numbered chapters and Jak in the even numbered ones.
This fanfic will contain a bunch of adult stuff. M rating. Now let's get on with this fic!
Chapter 1:
"Baron, you need to stop this madness!" I said to Praxis after he had told me of something that I never wanted to believe was true. He had taken me to the prison for the first time since he had started work on the secret program he had mentioned. And when he showed me the results... I nearly lost my lunch. He was injecting innocent people with dark eco with a horrid chair that injected them painfully and without mercy! And most of the different members of the testing were so far into insanity that they had to be put down after one chair treatment each... all except one, a man that had blonde-green hair, very sharp eyes, and looked to be the most bulky of the bunch.
"What are you talking of, Sasha, my dear?" Praxis asked me as I looked at the prison rooms from the cameras.
"I am talking about this torture you're doing to innocent people! What is the purpose of killing all of these prisoners through this kind of torture?! It's monstrous!" I exclaimed at him angrily, Praxis simply walked over to me and smiled at me.
"Now, hon, I married you for your support, not for you to question my authority. Either you learn your place, or I'll send you to share a cell with that Dark Eco freak," Baron said, me gasping and snarling angrily. I had a secret weapon on me that could protect me from that horrid contraption as I had my blood injected with Light Eco long ago, long before I even married Praxis... though I wasn't his first wife, I was definitely the youngest at age 23 and I knew to be wary around him. But this time, I knew I had to step in and be brave.
"You know what, asshole?! Go ahead and make me share a cell with him! I'd rather be pumped full of Dark Eco than be a wife to a monster like you!" I exclaimed at him. All of my life I had been living a lie and only now did I realize how awful Praxis was.
"Very well," Praxis smiled as he grabbed my arms and placed cuffs on them, leading me through the fortress and into the cells that held the different prisoners. It was here that I saw some of the other experiments and failed mutants. Some were just prisoners that would never be put up for testing because they were 'freaks' when in reality they just had body differences to a normal human. In fact, the one that I was going to, the cell of 34-15D, was not only the cell I would share with the blonde and resilient man, but it also had a window to the cell next door that held a duo of girls that I always tried to be nice to when Praxis wasn't looking. Two heads, one body. Their names were Minnie and Sammie, both of them very nice but still upset at how they were arrested just for being a miracle of the Precursors.
"Enjoy your new cellmate, freak! I'm sure you'll treat my ex-wife ruthlessly," Baron smiled at the blonde man, pushing me, his former wife onto the cold ground after opening the cell door, him closing it up when I was fully inside of the prison cell.
"You won't get out of this alive, Baron. The moment we have our chance, we will destroy you for all of these lives you've killed!" I growled at him as I grabbed my hands onto the bars and shook them rigorously, nothing happening on the other side as I felt a hand touch me from behind.
"Who... are you?" the man asked, his voice sounding very gruff and almost angry.
"I'm Sasha... I used to be that madman's wife... but when I found out what he does to the prisoners in this place... and that you've been here for a whole year being injected with a torture device... I finally put my foot down. When we find the right moment, no matter how long it takes, we bust out of this place. I'm going to be put up for testing just like you, but with my Light Eco infusion in my body, he'll have quite the difficult time getting me to die," I said with a growl. "And what's your name?" I asked him.
The man sighed and sat on his small bed, me seeing that there were two in there as well as a toilet. The toilet looked a bit dirty, but at least he had butt paper. "Jak... My name... Jak," he said with a sigh.
"You don't talk much, do you?" I asked with a small smile as I sat next to him on the bed.
"No... not really..." he admitted.
"Do you know sign language?" I asked. Jak smiled and nodded his head.
"Why don't you tell me about yourself by signing?" I smiled, wanting to learn anything I could about my only real ally in this hellhole fortress.