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Chapter Three ~~ I Have Certain Rules About Snakes and Dismemberment
Meanwhile, a couple hundred miles away at the site of Hamunaptra the City of the Dead, about 3,000 men were digging and mining. The city had fallen and now they were trying to dig it up. They were also looking for something very important.
A man placed a black colored book onto a table that was already covered with papers. When he stepped forwards into the light, you could make out his face. It was Torn.
" The Book of the Dead gives life," Torn said.
" And the Book of the Living," a woman stepped into the tent with a large book about the same size of the Book of the Dead only it was pure gold, " takes life away." She blew dust off of the book.
" I thought that was my job," Torn smirked.
The woman, who was Ashelin, looked at him. She then turned her attention back to the books. " We're getting very close."
Large towers shone huge floodlights into the deep holes that the miners were digging. Men shouted orders to the miners and Krimson Guards stood at the top of the holes. They wouldn't let anyone stray from their work.
Erol stared down into one of the holes. He turned at the sound of a horn honking. A beat-up old hovercar hovered up to the hole and the three men from the temple jumped out.
" Did you acquire it?" Erol walked up to them.
Before the men had a chance to answer, there was a loud rumbling from one of the holes. The ground shook fiercely and the men had to grab onto their hover car for support.
One of the towers turned their floodlight down into the hole. The several workers and Krimson Guards down in the hole looked around in alarm. They all gasped as the dirt in the center of the hole began to rise up into a small hill. It kept rising and rising until thousands of scarabs exploded from the dirt and swarmed over everything in the hole including the people.
The screams of the men could be heard throughout the site. It went of until the Krimson Guards brought out their flame-throwers and burned the scarabs to dust.
Ashelin watched from her post, which was far away from the site, and she said, " We're getting VERY close." She and Torn got into another hovercar.
Erol was watching the excitement from close up and when a man suddenly shouted something in precursor, he looked up in alarm.
" We've found him," he said in disbelief. He and the crowd around him began to cheer and run. Erol said again, " We've found him! We've found him!"
A couple of men were slowly lowering what appeared to be something encased in a frozen liquid that resembled amber.
Krimson Guards quickly set up a perimeter around the object and blocked the workers from coming any closer.
" Step aside here," Erol made his way past the guards and workers. He shoved a man with a brown cloak out of the way. " Out of the way!"
Erol gasped when he saw what they had dug up. He touched the large, encased, thing and whispered, " Baron Praxis."
Ashelin and Torn walked past the guards and up to Erol.
" It's him!" Erol told her. " It's your father! Baron Praxis!"
Ashelin waved a hand over her encased father and smiled. Torn interrupted her thoughts.
" Now we must raise those that serve him," Torn said as he was handed a large vase.
" Get outta my way," the three men that were at the temple made their way through the crowd. The one with the magenta turban continued to say, " Get out of my way, or I'm gonna shoot you in the face."
" He means it," Spivey said. " He shot someone before."
" Give it to me," Erol said.
" The, uh, opportunity passed us by," the man with the turban thing said.
Erol looked as if he would burst with anger but he soon gathered himself. " We need that bracelet."
Torn drew his sword and said, " And we need it before it opens."
Spivey and Jacques both drew their guns. Jacques had to push Spivey's gun away from the man with the turban's head.
Another Krimson Guard drew his gun.
Ashelin shook her head and said, " Enough."
The one Krimson Guard looked at her before he put his gun away. Torn slid he sword back into his belt and the three men put their guns down.
" My dear Erol," Ashelin continued. " I told you I should have handled it."
" I did not want your past history to cloud the issue," Erol told her.
" Don't you worry," the man with the turban said. " We know where it is. We'll take care of it."
" No, we'll take care of it," Erol shot back. " I have a different chore for you now."
" Where is the bracelet?" Ashelin asked impatiently.
" It's on its way to merry old Haven City," the man with the turban said.
Erol looked at Ashelin before walking past the men and saying, " Then Haven City is where we must go."
Little did they know that a familiar face had been on the site. That familiar face belonged to Sig.
Meanwhile, in Haven City, Jak, Keira, and Little Jak had just returned from the trip to the temple. Since their last adventure, they had been able to buy a huge castle-like mansion with all the gold artifacts. Now they live peacefully in Haven City.
" I think the bracelet is some sort of guide," Keira said as she and Jak walked into the house, " to the lost oasis of Ahm Shere."
" Keira," Jak said as he walked behind her. " I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no. We just got home." Jak dropped the four bags of clothes and stuff he was carrying onto the floor.
" That's the beauty of it," Keira tossed the measly bag she was carrying onto a chair. " We're already packed."
" Why don't you just give me one good reason," Jak walked up to her with his index finger raised.
" It's just an oasis, darling," Keira tapped Jak's hat off and it fell onto the floor. She took the end of his scarf and began to slowly unravel it. " A beautiful, exciting, romantic oasis."
" Mmm," Jak muttered as he stared at Keira's beautiful face. He put his hands on her shoulder and slowly drew her close. " The kind with the white, sandy beach and the palm trees and the cool, clear, blue water and- We could have some of those big drinks with little umbrellas."
" Sounds good," Keira aimed for a kiss.
" Sounds too good," Jak pushed her back and looked her straight in the eye. " What's the catch?"
" Supposedly it's the resting place of Mar's army," Keira said quickly and she bit her nail.
" See? I knew there was a catch," Jak said as he followed Keira. " There's always a catch. Lemme guess. It was commanded by that Metal Head guy?"
" Yes, but he only awakens every 5,000 years," Keira told him as she made her way up the steps.
" Right," Jak kept walking behind her. " And if someone doesn't kill him, he's gonna wipe out the world."
" How did you know?" Keira asked.
" I didn't. But that's always the story," Jak admitted sarcastically as he walked up the stairs with Keira.
" The last known expedition to actually reach Ahm Shere was sent by Ramses the Fourth," Keira continued, " over 3,000 years ago."
Jak and Keira walked down the hallway on the second floor.
" He sent over a thousand men," Keira added.
" And none of them was ever seen again," Jak concluded.
" How did you know?" Keira asked again.
" I didn't. But that's always the story."
" Did I mention there was a pyramid of gold?" Keira tried to change the subject.
" Twice," Jak held up two fingers.
" Alexander the Great sent troops in search of it," Keira said as she took her jacket off and laid it on the banister.
" Hooray for him," Jak muttered.
" So did Caesar."
" Yeah, look what happened to his career," Jak said.
" And Napoleon," Keira concluded.
" But we're smarter than him," Jak tried to reason with her. " Taller, too."
" Exactly. That's why we're gonna find it," Keira stepped up onto a table to reach a book on top of a bookcase.
" Because we're taller?" Jak asked, confused.
" Mmm," Keira leaned back and Jak caught her as she fell off the table. She looked at him. " That's why I love you."
Jak set her down and smirked. " Nice try."
Two hovercars hovered up to the mansion. It was raining outside so they had hoods up. However, when one of the hovercars pulled up to the house, it was visible that Torn was inside one.
" Mom! What do I do with this chest?" Little Jak struggled with the chest Jak and Keira found in the temple. " This sucker weighs a goddang ton."
" Lil Jak, watch your language!" Keira called from upstairs.
Little Jak looked up at his mother and father and said, " Rather weighty, this." He set the chest down on the table and turned to leave.
There was a click from the chest.
" Huh?" Little Jak turned around and stared at the chest.
Keira, that first weird dream of yours was exactly six weeks ago, right?" Jak asked.
" I think so, yes," Keira said. " But what's that got to do with anything?"
Jak flipped through a book until he came to a page with a Metal Head on it. " It just happens to coincide with the Egyptian New Year."
" Oh, that's right," Keira looked at the page and then back at Jak. " What a coincidence."
" Maybe," Jak shut the book and sighed. " All I'm saying is, let's be cautious."
Little Jak slid the medallion into the slot and turned it until the chest opened. He lifted the lid and gasped when he saw the solid gold bracelet.
" Oh!" he said as the thunder rumbled from outside.
" If anything ever happened to you, I would never forgive myself," Jak told Keira upstairs.
Downstairs, Little Jak lifted the bracelet out of the chest and held it about an inch above his wrist. It suddenly snapped onto his wrist and Little Jak yelped in surprise.
The bracelet projected an image of the temple where he and his parents were a few days ago. Little Jak stared in awe at the image.
Upstairs, his parents didn't seem to notice.
" You and Lil Jak are the only thing that matter to me," Jak told Keira.
" Well," Keira looked into Jak's deep blue eyes. " The Haven City scholars have been begging me to run the Haven City Museum."
Downstairs, Little Jak gasped as the picture of the temple disappeared and the image now played a fast motion journey across the desert.
Little Jak tried to keep himself from flying backwards as the bracelet vibrated and the images quickened. All of a sudden, it stopped and a picture of another temple. The image only lasted for a second or two but Little Jak had seen enough and he knew exactly what that place was.
Little Jak stared at the empty space before he spun around and muttered, " Aw, cripes, how do you get this thing off?!" He continued to wrestle with it but the bracelet would not budge.
" Have I kissed you today?" Jak asked Keira from upstairs. He leaned towards her.
Keira shook her head and kissed her love passionately. She broke the kiss slowly and leered at Jak.
" I HATE it when you do that."
" Why?" Jak smiled.
" Makes me feel like agreeing to anything," Keira told him.
" Anything?" Jak asked.
" Mm-hmm," Keira broke into a smile and giggled as Jak leaned her back and attempted to kiss her. Her eye caught something hanging on the dresser.
Jak turned to see what she was staring at.
" Those knickers are not mine," Keira said harshly as she stared at the bra and panties draped over the dresser.
Jak sighed angrily. " Daxter." He shouted to Little Jak, " Hey Lil Jak, behave yourself for five minutes."
Little Jak looked up at his parents, who were busy walking around the house as if they were looking for something.
" You betcha," Little Jak said loudly as he pulled his coat sleeve down over the bracelet. He went over to shut the chest but realized that it wouldn't be as heavy without the bracelet. He grabbed the first thing he saw, a small statue of a baseball player, and threw it into the chest. He shut the chest with a click just as his mother entered the room.
" Happy to be home?" Keira asked as she looked up from her book.
" Couldn't be happier," Little Jak smiled.
Keira showed him the book. " It's the year of the scorpion."
" Neat!" Little Jak took the book and looked at it.
" I thought you might like that," Keira smiled.
A door from upstairs slammed and Daxter came walking down the hall with Tess under his arm. (A/N: Remember Daxter is in human form!)
" So then I killed the mummy and all his minions," Daxter told Tess as she and him walked down the hall, " and stole his scepter."
" Oh, you're so brave," Tess flattered him.
" And rich. Did I mention rich?" Daxter pointed the golden scepter at her.
" What do you think I'm doing here?" Tess smirked as they walked into a room.
Daxter looked up as two men dressed in red armor came walking towards them. He gasped as one came up behind them.
" Sorry, we must be in the wrong house," Daxter started to back away but the men grabbed him and pulled Tess out.
" I thought you said this was your house," Tess said as one man pushed her out the door.
" No I didn't," Daxter stuttered as the men pulled him across the room.
" Call me!" Tess shouted to him just before the door was slammed in her face.
Daxter chuckled weakly as another man came into the room with orange hair and yellow armor similar to the men's.
" You're not Tess's husband, are you?" Daxter asked worriedly.
" No," Erol said.
" Look, if you work for Johnny, I was gonna pay him back on Tuesday," Daxter said as the men made him sit in a chair.
" I don't know any Johnny," Erol said harshly. " We are looking for the bracelet of Mar."
" Oh, good for you," Daxter said. " Good thing to have, the old bracelet of Mar."
" Where is it?" Erol walked up to him.
" Ah, you're looking here for the bracelet," Daxter realized. " I see. Well, I have no idea what you're talking about."
" Mr. O'Conell, you try my patience," Erol said as he walked around Daxter.
" Mr. O'Conell? No, hold on a minute. You've got the wrong ma-" Daxter leaned forward to get up but the men grabbed him and one of them slid a cold knife under his throat. He choked, " Aaah! That bracelet! Now I remember."
Erol looked at him expectantly.
" I lost it in a card game," Daxter lied and tried not to shout as the man with the knife grabbed and twisted his hair.
" For your sake, I hope not," Erol folded his arms and growled. His eyes darted to the scepter still clasped tightly in Daxter's sweaty hand. He gasped and grabbed the scepter.
" It can't be," Erol said as he stared at the scepter.
" Hello," a woman walked out of the shadows with a basket. The woman was Ashelin.
Daxter waved and choked out, " Hello."
" Where's your wife?" Ashelin asked as she set the basket down onto a table.
" My wife?" Daxter asked but suddenly remembered he was supposed to be Mr. O'Conell. " Oh, you mean Keira. I think she went off to Baden-Baden or Tibet or something. The girl's a free spirit. Did I mention I was single now?"
Ashelin smirked as she took the top off the basket and lifted a large, black snake into her hands.
Daxter gulped.
" Egyptian asps," Ashelin fingered the hissing creature, " are quite poisonous."
Daxter started to play with his fingers. He said, " It's downstairs. There's a safe. The combination is, uh, 3-20-58, uh-" Daxter gulped as Ashelin came closer with the snake.
" Um, 3-9-3 something," Daxter said. He began to panic as Ashelin stopped in front of him. " It's in the safe downstairs. I told you, I told you!"
" And your point is?" Ashelin leaned forward with the angry snake.
" My point is, I told you so you wouldn't kill me!" Daxter shouted as Ashelin moved the snake closer to his neck.
" When did we make that arrangement?" Ashelin snickered.
Daxter's eyes widened in fear and he let out a small whimper just the snake was about to sink its fangs deep into his neck.
Suddenly the door opened and Jak came striding in. He stopped when he saw his brother-in-law with a knife under his throat, some weird looking guys in armor, and a girl with a snake in her hands.
" Uh, hello," Jak stared at the people and they stared back.
Daxter managed a hand wave and a weak chuckle.
" Daxter, I thought I said no more wild parties," Jak said and smiled.
" Well, when you're popular," Daxter choked as the knife pushed harder against his throat.
" Lil Jak, I'm serious," Keira said sternly as she rummaged through her son's pockets. " If you've lost that key, you're grounded."
" I haven't lost it," Little Jak responded. " I just can't find it. There's a difference."
" Well you better start FINDING it then," Keira told him.
" I will, Mom," Little Jak said. " There's nothing to worry about."
" Good Evening."
Keira and Little Jak gasped as a man stepped out of the darkness. Keira stood up and looked at the man. He was pale and it was obvious that it was Torn.
" Who are you?" she asked slowly. " What are you doing here?"
" I'm looking for the chest, of course," Torn said in his scratchy voice.
Little Daxter grabbed the chest on the table behind him and held it close.
" Give it to me now," Torn said sternly.
Keira wasted no time in walking over to their collection of swords and grabbing one of the sharpest. She walked back in front of Little Jak and stood firm.
" Get out of my house," Keira raised the sword and pointed it at Torn.
" Woah, Mom," Little Jak said nervously. " Maybe not the best idea."
" Lil Jak, get back there," Keira gently pushed her son behind her.
Three men dressed in red armor came up behind Torn. They glared at the two of them.
" Definitely not the best idea," Little Jak was backing up slowly. " I think it's time to yell for Dad now."
" Now I will kill you and take it anyway," Torn said as he walked towards Keira.
" I don't think so."
Keira looked over her shoulder and saw none other that.SIG!
The three guards grunted and pulled their swords out.
" Sig, what are you doing here?" Keira asked.
" Perhaps explanations are best kept for later," Sig said as he walked next to Keira.
" Sig," Torn smirked.
" Torn," Sig nodded.
" Knowing my brother-in-law, he probably deserves whatever you're about to do to him," Jak told the group upstairs, " but this is my house, I have certain rules about snakes and dismemberment-"
Ashelin threw the snake at Jak. Jak wheeled around so his back was facing them. She smirked with victory.
Jak sat back up, unharmed, with the snake in his hands.
Ashelin's smile faded and she shouted, " Shoot him!"
One of the guys in red took out his gun but Jak was quicker. He tossed the snake as the man and it was a bull's-eye. The man's gun went off and the bullet imbedded itself into the ceiling.
The one man with the knife removed it from under Daxter's neck and threw it at Jak. Jak caught it in his hand and he threw it back at the man. The man dodged it and it smacked the guard in the chest behind him.
Torn said something in Precursor and the guards behind him and they went at it.
Sig dropped his cloak and whipped out his sword. Keira ran backwards and did a cartwheel, smacking the guard behind her with her feet.
Sig blocked every one of the guard's attacks, as did Keira. This when on for about a minute. The clang of swords echoed through the large room.
Little Jak his behind a book case and watched his mother beat the living shit out of the guards.
Sig seemed to be having a ball as he took on two guards at once. He didn't seem to notice Torn smirking.
Keira grabbed onto of the guards and swung him and his sword into the bookcase. The guard's sword got suck.
" Woah, mom! When did you learn to do that?!" Little Jak asked excitedly.
" I have no idea," Keira gasped for breath as another guard came tearing out of nowhere and grabbed her neck. The guard slammed her into the wall.
Keira grunted. She slammed her knee into the guard's crotch, and when the guard doubled over, kneed him in the face, and finally punched him in the jaw.
" That I learned from your father," Keira told him.
Jak turned as he heard a firearm cocking. Another guard with a Vulcan aimed at him.
Daxter took his chance and he grabbed the scepter out of Erol's hand. He ran into the bathroom.
Jak leaped over the chair Daxter was sitting in and ducked as the guard let loose a fury of bullets. He waited a second for the firing to stop and he rolled into the bathroom.
Sig grabbed a guard by the arm and there was a sickening crack. He blocked the other guard with his sword.
" Not bad," Torn let his cloak drop to the floor. " For a Wastelander."
Jak had only a second to kick the bathroom door shut just as bullets splintered it. He rolled over again and braced himself. The bullets missed him but they shattered the mirror and glass.
" Let go!" Little Jak shouted as he tugged viciously on the chest. A guard tugged and finally threw Little Jak off.
Sig had just taken care of the last guard as Torn drew his sword.
Keira and another guard were fighting. She kicked his ass and Little Jak hid behind the bookcase again.
" What's in the chest?" Sig yelled.
" The bracelet of Mar!" Keira yelled back.
Sig ducked just as Torn swung his sword, narrowly missing his head. Torn elbowed him in the chest but Sig quickly recovered. He raised his sword and blocked Torn's.
Torn smacked Sig in the face twice. Sig punched him back. Torn felt his lip and angrily kicked Sig in the balls. Torn spun around and elbowed him even harder and then kneed him in the face.
Keira's sword clanged against another guard who had recovered. She viciously slashed out at the guard and got him across the chest.
" They must not get the bracelet!" Sig shouted as he fought with Torn. " Get it and get outta here!"
Little Jak saw a guard get up and try to pull his sword out of the bookcase. Little Jak put all his strength into it and finally knocked the bookcase over onto the guard with a loud creak.
Keira picked up the chest and looked at Sig.
Sig blocked Torn's sword and he held it there for a second.
Little Jak gasped as another guard came out of the hallway and ran up behind his mother.
" Mom! Look out!" Little Jak screamed.
Keira spun around and cried out as another guard punched her and knocked her out.
" Keira!" Sig turned his attention to Keira and Torn took this split second to act. He slashed Sig's shoulder and then his arm. Sig fell to the floor.
" MOM!" Little Jak screamed as his mother and the chest was carried out the door.
Sig sat back up and leaned against the wall in pain as he clutched his shoulder. Torn threw another knife directly at Sig's head but he moved just in time as it hit the wall with a thwang.
Torn grabbed his cloak and swung it over his shoulders as he walked hastily out.
" Daxter!" Jak looked around the bathroom. " Daxter!!"
There was a loud splash and a gasp from the bathtub filled with suds. Daxter sat gasping for air in the tub. Jak rolled his eyes and he grabbed him by the collar and yanked him out.
" What'd you do THIS time?!" Jak shouted in Daxter's sudsy face.
" I-I-I haven't done anything to anybody!" Daxter stammered. More bullets flew through the door and the gunfire picked up. He looked back at Jak and finished, " Lately."
" Come on!" Jak grabbed Daxter and pulled him towards the glass window. They both screamed as they broke through the glass and rolled off the canopy that lay below it. They fell onto the patio and stood up fast.
Jak wasted no time in scrambling over the gate just as bullets began to bounce off it. Daxter followed him, narrowly missing being shot in the face.
The two ran around the house just in time to see a hovercar taking off down the road. Jak gasped when he saw the back curtain open and Keira shouting.
" JAK!" Keira shouted just as Torn slid a handkerchief over her mouth and shut the curtain.
" KEIRA!" Jak screamed as he attempted to run after them but Daxter cried out a warning as another zoomer came tearing around the corner.
" Look out, Jak!" Daxter shouted as he tugged on Jak's coat.
Jak grabbed Daxter and pulled him behind the large statue in the middle of the yard. Bullets bounced off the statue as guards from the zoomer shot at them.
The guards shut the doors and the two zoomers took off down the road.
~~~End of Chapter Three~~~
A/N: Yes!! Another chapter down! Lemme know how u like or hate it. I know I suck, but give me a break! I've sat for hours in front of the TV to make this! It's word for word by the way. R&R!!!!!
Chapter Three ~~ I Have Certain Rules About Snakes and Dismemberment
Meanwhile, a couple hundred miles away at the site of Hamunaptra the City of the Dead, about 3,000 men were digging and mining. The city had fallen and now they were trying to dig it up. They were also looking for something very important.
A man placed a black colored book onto a table that was already covered with papers. When he stepped forwards into the light, you could make out his face. It was Torn.
" The Book of the Dead gives life," Torn said.
" And the Book of the Living," a woman stepped into the tent with a large book about the same size of the Book of the Dead only it was pure gold, " takes life away." She blew dust off of the book.
" I thought that was my job," Torn smirked.
The woman, who was Ashelin, looked at him. She then turned her attention back to the books. " We're getting very close."
Large towers shone huge floodlights into the deep holes that the miners were digging. Men shouted orders to the miners and Krimson Guards stood at the top of the holes. They wouldn't let anyone stray from their work.
Erol stared down into one of the holes. He turned at the sound of a horn honking. A beat-up old hovercar hovered up to the hole and the three men from the temple jumped out.
" Did you acquire it?" Erol walked up to them.
Before the men had a chance to answer, there was a loud rumbling from one of the holes. The ground shook fiercely and the men had to grab onto their hover car for support.
One of the towers turned their floodlight down into the hole. The several workers and Krimson Guards down in the hole looked around in alarm. They all gasped as the dirt in the center of the hole began to rise up into a small hill. It kept rising and rising until thousands of scarabs exploded from the dirt and swarmed over everything in the hole including the people.
The screams of the men could be heard throughout the site. It went of until the Krimson Guards brought out their flame-throwers and burned the scarabs to dust.
Ashelin watched from her post, which was far away from the site, and she said, " We're getting VERY close." She and Torn got into another hovercar.
Erol was watching the excitement from close up and when a man suddenly shouted something in precursor, he looked up in alarm.
" We've found him," he said in disbelief. He and the crowd around him began to cheer and run. Erol said again, " We've found him! We've found him!"
A couple of men were slowly lowering what appeared to be something encased in a frozen liquid that resembled amber.
Krimson Guards quickly set up a perimeter around the object and blocked the workers from coming any closer.
" Step aside here," Erol made his way past the guards and workers. He shoved a man with a brown cloak out of the way. " Out of the way!"
Erol gasped when he saw what they had dug up. He touched the large, encased, thing and whispered, " Baron Praxis."
Ashelin and Torn walked past the guards and up to Erol.
" It's him!" Erol told her. " It's your father! Baron Praxis!"
Ashelin waved a hand over her encased father and smiled. Torn interrupted her thoughts.
" Now we must raise those that serve him," Torn said as he was handed a large vase.
" Get outta my way," the three men that were at the temple made their way through the crowd. The one with the magenta turban continued to say, " Get out of my way, or I'm gonna shoot you in the face."
" He means it," Spivey said. " He shot someone before."
" Give it to me," Erol said.
" The, uh, opportunity passed us by," the man with the turban thing said.
Erol looked as if he would burst with anger but he soon gathered himself. " We need that bracelet."
Torn drew his sword and said, " And we need it before it opens."
Spivey and Jacques both drew their guns. Jacques had to push Spivey's gun away from the man with the turban's head.
Another Krimson Guard drew his gun.
Ashelin shook her head and said, " Enough."
The one Krimson Guard looked at her before he put his gun away. Torn slid he sword back into his belt and the three men put their guns down.
" My dear Erol," Ashelin continued. " I told you I should have handled it."
" I did not want your past history to cloud the issue," Erol told her.
" Don't you worry," the man with the turban said. " We know where it is. We'll take care of it."
" No, we'll take care of it," Erol shot back. " I have a different chore for you now."
" Where is the bracelet?" Ashelin asked impatiently.
" It's on its way to merry old Haven City," the man with the turban said.
Erol looked at Ashelin before walking past the men and saying, " Then Haven City is where we must go."
Little did they know that a familiar face had been on the site. That familiar face belonged to Sig.
Meanwhile, in Haven City, Jak, Keira, and Little Jak had just returned from the trip to the temple. Since their last adventure, they had been able to buy a huge castle-like mansion with all the gold artifacts. Now they live peacefully in Haven City.
" I think the bracelet is some sort of guide," Keira said as she and Jak walked into the house, " to the lost oasis of Ahm Shere."
" Keira," Jak said as he walked behind her. " I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no. We just got home." Jak dropped the four bags of clothes and stuff he was carrying onto the floor.
" That's the beauty of it," Keira tossed the measly bag she was carrying onto a chair. " We're already packed."
" Why don't you just give me one good reason," Jak walked up to her with his index finger raised.
" It's just an oasis, darling," Keira tapped Jak's hat off and it fell onto the floor. She took the end of his scarf and began to slowly unravel it. " A beautiful, exciting, romantic oasis."
" Mmm," Jak muttered as he stared at Keira's beautiful face. He put his hands on her shoulder and slowly drew her close. " The kind with the white, sandy beach and the palm trees and the cool, clear, blue water and- We could have some of those big drinks with little umbrellas."
" Sounds good," Keira aimed for a kiss.
" Sounds too good," Jak pushed her back and looked her straight in the eye. " What's the catch?"
" Supposedly it's the resting place of Mar's army," Keira said quickly and she bit her nail.
" See? I knew there was a catch," Jak said as he followed Keira. " There's always a catch. Lemme guess. It was commanded by that Metal Head guy?"
" Yes, but he only awakens every 5,000 years," Keira told him as she made her way up the steps.
" Right," Jak kept walking behind her. " And if someone doesn't kill him, he's gonna wipe out the world."
" How did you know?" Keira asked.
" I didn't. But that's always the story," Jak admitted sarcastically as he walked up the stairs with Keira.
" The last known expedition to actually reach Ahm Shere was sent by Ramses the Fourth," Keira continued, " over 3,000 years ago."
Jak and Keira walked down the hallway on the second floor.
" He sent over a thousand men," Keira added.
" And none of them was ever seen again," Jak concluded.
" How did you know?" Keira asked again.
" I didn't. But that's always the story."
" Did I mention there was a pyramid of gold?" Keira tried to change the subject.
" Twice," Jak held up two fingers.
" Alexander the Great sent troops in search of it," Keira said as she took her jacket off and laid it on the banister.
" Hooray for him," Jak muttered.
" So did Caesar."
" Yeah, look what happened to his career," Jak said.
" And Napoleon," Keira concluded.
" But we're smarter than him," Jak tried to reason with her. " Taller, too."
" Exactly. That's why we're gonna find it," Keira stepped up onto a table to reach a book on top of a bookcase.
" Because we're taller?" Jak asked, confused.
" Mmm," Keira leaned back and Jak caught her as she fell off the table. She looked at him. " That's why I love you."
Jak set her down and smirked. " Nice try."
Two hovercars hovered up to the mansion. It was raining outside so they had hoods up. However, when one of the hovercars pulled up to the house, it was visible that Torn was inside one.
" Mom! What do I do with this chest?" Little Jak struggled with the chest Jak and Keira found in the temple. " This sucker weighs a goddang ton."
" Lil Jak, watch your language!" Keira called from upstairs.
Little Jak looked up at his mother and father and said, " Rather weighty, this." He set the chest down on the table and turned to leave.
There was a click from the chest.
" Huh?" Little Jak turned around and stared at the chest.
Keira, that first weird dream of yours was exactly six weeks ago, right?" Jak asked.
" I think so, yes," Keira said. " But what's that got to do with anything?"
Jak flipped through a book until he came to a page with a Metal Head on it. " It just happens to coincide with the Egyptian New Year."
" Oh, that's right," Keira looked at the page and then back at Jak. " What a coincidence."
" Maybe," Jak shut the book and sighed. " All I'm saying is, let's be cautious."
Little Jak slid the medallion into the slot and turned it until the chest opened. He lifted the lid and gasped when he saw the solid gold bracelet.
" Oh!" he said as the thunder rumbled from outside.
" If anything ever happened to you, I would never forgive myself," Jak told Keira upstairs.
Downstairs, Little Jak lifted the bracelet out of the chest and held it about an inch above his wrist. It suddenly snapped onto his wrist and Little Jak yelped in surprise.
The bracelet projected an image of the temple where he and his parents were a few days ago. Little Jak stared in awe at the image.
Upstairs, his parents didn't seem to notice.
" You and Lil Jak are the only thing that matter to me," Jak told Keira.
" Well," Keira looked into Jak's deep blue eyes. " The Haven City scholars have been begging me to run the Haven City Museum."
Downstairs, Little Jak gasped as the picture of the temple disappeared and the image now played a fast motion journey across the desert.
Little Jak tried to keep himself from flying backwards as the bracelet vibrated and the images quickened. All of a sudden, it stopped and a picture of another temple. The image only lasted for a second or two but Little Jak had seen enough and he knew exactly what that place was.
Little Jak stared at the empty space before he spun around and muttered, " Aw, cripes, how do you get this thing off?!" He continued to wrestle with it but the bracelet would not budge.
" Have I kissed you today?" Jak asked Keira from upstairs. He leaned towards her.
Keira shook her head and kissed her love passionately. She broke the kiss slowly and leered at Jak.
" I HATE it when you do that."
" Why?" Jak smiled.
" Makes me feel like agreeing to anything," Keira told him.
" Anything?" Jak asked.
" Mm-hmm," Keira broke into a smile and giggled as Jak leaned her back and attempted to kiss her. Her eye caught something hanging on the dresser.
Jak turned to see what she was staring at.
" Those knickers are not mine," Keira said harshly as she stared at the bra and panties draped over the dresser.
Jak sighed angrily. " Daxter." He shouted to Little Jak, " Hey Lil Jak, behave yourself for five minutes."
Little Jak looked up at his parents, who were busy walking around the house as if they were looking for something.
" You betcha," Little Jak said loudly as he pulled his coat sleeve down over the bracelet. He went over to shut the chest but realized that it wouldn't be as heavy without the bracelet. He grabbed the first thing he saw, a small statue of a baseball player, and threw it into the chest. He shut the chest with a click just as his mother entered the room.
" Happy to be home?" Keira asked as she looked up from her book.
" Couldn't be happier," Little Jak smiled.
Keira showed him the book. " It's the year of the scorpion."
" Neat!" Little Jak took the book and looked at it.
" I thought you might like that," Keira smiled.
A door from upstairs slammed and Daxter came walking down the hall with Tess under his arm. (A/N: Remember Daxter is in human form!)
" So then I killed the mummy and all his minions," Daxter told Tess as she and him walked down the hall, " and stole his scepter."
" Oh, you're so brave," Tess flattered him.
" And rich. Did I mention rich?" Daxter pointed the golden scepter at her.
" What do you think I'm doing here?" Tess smirked as they walked into a room.
Daxter looked up as two men dressed in red armor came walking towards them. He gasped as one came up behind them.
" Sorry, we must be in the wrong house," Daxter started to back away but the men grabbed him and pulled Tess out.
" I thought you said this was your house," Tess said as one man pushed her out the door.
" No I didn't," Daxter stuttered as the men pulled him across the room.
" Call me!" Tess shouted to him just before the door was slammed in her face.
Daxter chuckled weakly as another man came into the room with orange hair and yellow armor similar to the men's.
" You're not Tess's husband, are you?" Daxter asked worriedly.
" No," Erol said.
" Look, if you work for Johnny, I was gonna pay him back on Tuesday," Daxter said as the men made him sit in a chair.
" I don't know any Johnny," Erol said harshly. " We are looking for the bracelet of Mar."
" Oh, good for you," Daxter said. " Good thing to have, the old bracelet of Mar."
" Where is it?" Erol walked up to him.
" Ah, you're looking here for the bracelet," Daxter realized. " I see. Well, I have no idea what you're talking about."
" Mr. O'Conell, you try my patience," Erol said as he walked around Daxter.
" Mr. O'Conell? No, hold on a minute. You've got the wrong ma-" Daxter leaned forward to get up but the men grabbed him and one of them slid a cold knife under his throat. He choked, " Aaah! That bracelet! Now I remember."
Erol looked at him expectantly.
" I lost it in a card game," Daxter lied and tried not to shout as the man with the knife grabbed and twisted his hair.
" For your sake, I hope not," Erol folded his arms and growled. His eyes darted to the scepter still clasped tightly in Daxter's sweaty hand. He gasped and grabbed the scepter.
" It can't be," Erol said as he stared at the scepter.
" Hello," a woman walked out of the shadows with a basket. The woman was Ashelin.
Daxter waved and choked out, " Hello."
" Where's your wife?" Ashelin asked as she set the basket down onto a table.
" My wife?" Daxter asked but suddenly remembered he was supposed to be Mr. O'Conell. " Oh, you mean Keira. I think she went off to Baden-Baden or Tibet or something. The girl's a free spirit. Did I mention I was single now?"
Ashelin smirked as she took the top off the basket and lifted a large, black snake into her hands.
Daxter gulped.
" Egyptian asps," Ashelin fingered the hissing creature, " are quite poisonous."
Daxter started to play with his fingers. He said, " It's downstairs. There's a safe. The combination is, uh, 3-20-58, uh-" Daxter gulped as Ashelin came closer with the snake.
" Um, 3-9-3 something," Daxter said. He began to panic as Ashelin stopped in front of him. " It's in the safe downstairs. I told you, I told you!"
" And your point is?" Ashelin leaned forward with the angry snake.
" My point is, I told you so you wouldn't kill me!" Daxter shouted as Ashelin moved the snake closer to his neck.
" When did we make that arrangement?" Ashelin snickered.
Daxter's eyes widened in fear and he let out a small whimper just the snake was about to sink its fangs deep into his neck.
Suddenly the door opened and Jak came striding in. He stopped when he saw his brother-in-law with a knife under his throat, some weird looking guys in armor, and a girl with a snake in her hands.
" Uh, hello," Jak stared at the people and they stared back.
Daxter managed a hand wave and a weak chuckle.
" Daxter, I thought I said no more wild parties," Jak said and smiled.
" Well, when you're popular," Daxter choked as the knife pushed harder against his throat.
" Lil Jak, I'm serious," Keira said sternly as she rummaged through her son's pockets. " If you've lost that key, you're grounded."
" I haven't lost it," Little Jak responded. " I just can't find it. There's a difference."
" Well you better start FINDING it then," Keira told him.
" I will, Mom," Little Jak said. " There's nothing to worry about."
" Good Evening."
Keira and Little Jak gasped as a man stepped out of the darkness. Keira stood up and looked at the man. He was pale and it was obvious that it was Torn.
" Who are you?" she asked slowly. " What are you doing here?"
" I'm looking for the chest, of course," Torn said in his scratchy voice.
Little Daxter grabbed the chest on the table behind him and held it close.
" Give it to me now," Torn said sternly.
Keira wasted no time in walking over to their collection of swords and grabbing one of the sharpest. She walked back in front of Little Jak and stood firm.
" Get out of my house," Keira raised the sword and pointed it at Torn.
" Woah, Mom," Little Jak said nervously. " Maybe not the best idea."
" Lil Jak, get back there," Keira gently pushed her son behind her.
Three men dressed in red armor came up behind Torn. They glared at the two of them.
" Definitely not the best idea," Little Jak was backing up slowly. " I think it's time to yell for Dad now."
" Now I will kill you and take it anyway," Torn said as he walked towards Keira.
" I don't think so."
Keira looked over her shoulder and saw none other that.SIG!
The three guards grunted and pulled their swords out.
" Sig, what are you doing here?" Keira asked.
" Perhaps explanations are best kept for later," Sig said as he walked next to Keira.
" Sig," Torn smirked.
" Torn," Sig nodded.
" Knowing my brother-in-law, he probably deserves whatever you're about to do to him," Jak told the group upstairs, " but this is my house, I have certain rules about snakes and dismemberment-"
Ashelin threw the snake at Jak. Jak wheeled around so his back was facing them. She smirked with victory.
Jak sat back up, unharmed, with the snake in his hands.
Ashelin's smile faded and she shouted, " Shoot him!"
One of the guys in red took out his gun but Jak was quicker. He tossed the snake as the man and it was a bull's-eye. The man's gun went off and the bullet imbedded itself into the ceiling.
The one man with the knife removed it from under Daxter's neck and threw it at Jak. Jak caught it in his hand and he threw it back at the man. The man dodged it and it smacked the guard in the chest behind him.
Torn said something in Precursor and the guards behind him and they went at it.
Sig dropped his cloak and whipped out his sword. Keira ran backwards and did a cartwheel, smacking the guard behind her with her feet.
Sig blocked every one of the guard's attacks, as did Keira. This when on for about a minute. The clang of swords echoed through the large room.
Little Jak his behind a book case and watched his mother beat the living shit out of the guards.
Sig seemed to be having a ball as he took on two guards at once. He didn't seem to notice Torn smirking.
Keira grabbed onto of the guards and swung him and his sword into the bookcase. The guard's sword got suck.
" Woah, mom! When did you learn to do that?!" Little Jak asked excitedly.
" I have no idea," Keira gasped for breath as another guard came tearing out of nowhere and grabbed her neck. The guard slammed her into the wall.
Keira grunted. She slammed her knee into the guard's crotch, and when the guard doubled over, kneed him in the face, and finally punched him in the jaw.
" That I learned from your father," Keira told him.
Jak turned as he heard a firearm cocking. Another guard with a Vulcan aimed at him.
Daxter took his chance and he grabbed the scepter out of Erol's hand. He ran into the bathroom.
Jak leaped over the chair Daxter was sitting in and ducked as the guard let loose a fury of bullets. He waited a second for the firing to stop and he rolled into the bathroom.
Sig grabbed a guard by the arm and there was a sickening crack. He blocked the other guard with his sword.
" Not bad," Torn let his cloak drop to the floor. " For a Wastelander."
Jak had only a second to kick the bathroom door shut just as bullets splintered it. He rolled over again and braced himself. The bullets missed him but they shattered the mirror and glass.
" Let go!" Little Jak shouted as he tugged viciously on the chest. A guard tugged and finally threw Little Jak off.
Sig had just taken care of the last guard as Torn drew his sword.
Keira and another guard were fighting. She kicked his ass and Little Jak hid behind the bookcase again.
" What's in the chest?" Sig yelled.
" The bracelet of Mar!" Keira yelled back.
Sig ducked just as Torn swung his sword, narrowly missing his head. Torn elbowed him in the chest but Sig quickly recovered. He raised his sword and blocked Torn's.
Torn smacked Sig in the face twice. Sig punched him back. Torn felt his lip and angrily kicked Sig in the balls. Torn spun around and elbowed him even harder and then kneed him in the face.
Keira's sword clanged against another guard who had recovered. She viciously slashed out at the guard and got him across the chest.
" They must not get the bracelet!" Sig shouted as he fought with Torn. " Get it and get outta here!"
Little Jak saw a guard get up and try to pull his sword out of the bookcase. Little Jak put all his strength into it and finally knocked the bookcase over onto the guard with a loud creak.
Keira picked up the chest and looked at Sig.
Sig blocked Torn's sword and he held it there for a second.
Little Jak gasped as another guard came out of the hallway and ran up behind his mother.
" Mom! Look out!" Little Jak screamed.
Keira spun around and cried out as another guard punched her and knocked her out.
" Keira!" Sig turned his attention to Keira and Torn took this split second to act. He slashed Sig's shoulder and then his arm. Sig fell to the floor.
" MOM!" Little Jak screamed as his mother and the chest was carried out the door.
Sig sat back up and leaned against the wall in pain as he clutched his shoulder. Torn threw another knife directly at Sig's head but he moved just in time as it hit the wall with a thwang.
Torn grabbed his cloak and swung it over his shoulders as he walked hastily out.
" Daxter!" Jak looked around the bathroom. " Daxter!!"
There was a loud splash and a gasp from the bathtub filled with suds. Daxter sat gasping for air in the tub. Jak rolled his eyes and he grabbed him by the collar and yanked him out.
" What'd you do THIS time?!" Jak shouted in Daxter's sudsy face.
" I-I-I haven't done anything to anybody!" Daxter stammered. More bullets flew through the door and the gunfire picked up. He looked back at Jak and finished, " Lately."
" Come on!" Jak grabbed Daxter and pulled him towards the glass window. They both screamed as they broke through the glass and rolled off the canopy that lay below it. They fell onto the patio and stood up fast.
Jak wasted no time in scrambling over the gate just as bullets began to bounce off it. Daxter followed him, narrowly missing being shot in the face.
The two ran around the house just in time to see a hovercar taking off down the road. Jak gasped when he saw the back curtain open and Keira shouting.
" JAK!" Keira shouted just as Torn slid a handkerchief over her mouth and shut the curtain.
" KEIRA!" Jak screamed as he attempted to run after them but Daxter cried out a warning as another zoomer came tearing around the corner.
" Look out, Jak!" Daxter shouted as he tugged on Jak's coat.
Jak grabbed Daxter and pulled him behind the large statue in the middle of the yard. Bullets bounced off the statue as guards from the zoomer shot at them.
The guards shut the doors and the two zoomers took off down the road.
~~~End of Chapter Three~~~
A/N: Yes!! Another chapter down! Lemme know how u like or hate it. I know I suck, but give me a break! I've sat for hours in front of the TV to make this! It's word for word by the way. R&R!!!!!
