Alright now on to chapter 4, sorry about the incredibly long delay, but
school, writers block and various other things have gotten in the way of my
writing. But both luckily and unluckily just recently something happened in
my life that inspired this, (and maybe another I am not sure right now how
long I will write) chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jak and Daxter blah blah blah, blah blah, blahblahblahblah blah.
Torn paced slowly through the bustling Krimson Guard Barracks, all around him soldiers pushed and hit each other with the butts of their rifles to get their food and a seat. The mess hall of the barracks was a large open building, with small windows at the tops of the battleship grey walls and several lazy fans to slowly circulate the stagnant air. Hundreds of long tables filled the hall in great rows, before the soldiers began to eat. Soon their belligerence jostled the tables completely out of line and causing complete havoc. The only stable area of this place was the line that split the building in half. No tables were here as this was the lineup for the slop of the day. Sergeant Hartic patrolled this lineup, and if a soldier knew what was good for him, he would definitely stay out of her way. Hartic was the woman Torn was looking for, for she hears everything that goes on in her mess hall, and if anyone was aware of the attack on Samos, it would be her.
As Torn walked down the mess line he saw the overweight woman running towards him, her shrill voice piercing the air as her red hair trailed behind her.
"You! Get your red but back in line before I string you up on one!"
She only walked a few steps further before realizing to whom she was speaking to. Her eyes widened in terror as it dawned on her that she insulted a superior officer.
"Oh Mar, forgive me sir, I was gravely mistaken, all this time in the mess hall mustn't be good for me. I beg your forgiveness."
"Only if you can tell me what I want to know Sergeant. An assassination of an Underground leader was carried out today, I want to know who ordered this without my consent!" Torn stared at Hartic, he needed to make sure what he heard was the truth, there weren't many people he could trust anymore after Samos' death.
"We have killed an Underground leader? This is news to me! I have been wondering where a lot of my boys have been today, I assume it must have taken a lot to bring that scum to the ground eh?" Hartic chuckled sheeply hoping her superior would share in the laughter. He didn't.
"Then tell me where your lieutenant is and get out of my site, he'll know what's going on." Torn was becoming very impatient, the trail of this murder was cooling fast and he had to act quickly.
"The lieutenant I believe has been at Mar Memorial Stadium lately sir." "Good, you may continue your duties."
Torn then marched out the door without a look backwards, Hartic's Lieutenant and Torn had been buddies since they enrolled in the Krimson Guard, and between them, they know every speck of dust in Haven City. Torn hopped on his Hellcat at sped off towards Mar Memorial Stadium.
Jak was shaking uncontrollably as he sat with Keira in the forest. Tears streamed down Keira's beautiful soft features, she mourned her father's death greatly, but now seeing Jak like this, and knowing what he had already done had been too much for her. Jak's eyes were dry, but his hands would not stop shaking as he embraced Keira. A cool wet feeling covered his shoulder as Keira's tears soaked through his tunic. Jak opened his mouth to speak, but no words came forth from his choked up mouth. He sat with Keira for what seemed to be days under the moonlight. The forest was silent with reverence for the fallen sage, as the trees and nature fell silent. The wind rustling the leaves seemed to make no sound in this time, and the forest was filled with the sobs of a heartbroken daughter.
When finally every tear had fallen, Jak and Keira rose and walked down to the pond at the western edge of the forest. The pair drank and drank, but it soon seemed they were only refueling their tears, as soon enough Keira had buried her face in Jak's tunic, trying to hold back the sobs that built up from her tears. When Keira had finally regained her composure, they walked slowly back through the solemn trees and around the ruins to reach the exit of the holy woods. The sun peeked over the horizon causing the trees to create long shadows and wisps of golden sunlight to pour out around them. The day seemed to be turning out to be a beautiful day, natures own memorial to their fallen sage.
Jak and Keira jumped through the warp ring to bring them back to the city walls. Jak started to rush, and had to stop and wait for Keira every few moments as she uneasily walked out of the large doors of the city security system. Jak had to check how Ashelin and Torn were doing, and he couldn't wait for Keira every few seconds. It pained his heart greatly, but he knew Keira would be happier once her father's killer had been found. Jak ran up to Keira, who was still stumbling down the slope, and picked her up easily in is arms. She didn't struggle in Jak's grip, she was far too exhausted. Jak knew the second he lifted her limp body he had to get her home as soon as possible, or at least somewhere safe. There was only one place Jak could think of, he lifted Keira gently into the passenger seat of the two seated zoomer she brought to the city wall. Jak jumped into the driver's seat and made sure Keira was well secured before he started the engine. Daxter's pad would be the safest place for her to stay until he could take her to somewhere even more secure. As soon as he had Keira safely in a bed to rest, Jak's communicator went off.
"Jak its me Ashelin... I have been going over the records and reports by the Krimson Guard today... lets just say I think I have found something interesting. Do not come to the palace Jak, I'll meet you in the Bazaar to tell you."
Alright there you are, chapter 4 will be up as soon as I can write it, school is done for the summer so I will have more time to write... that is when I have time outside of work... well its pretty much the same isn't it... that's no good.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jak and Daxter blah blah blah, blah blah, blahblahblahblah blah.
Torn paced slowly through the bustling Krimson Guard Barracks, all around him soldiers pushed and hit each other with the butts of their rifles to get their food and a seat. The mess hall of the barracks was a large open building, with small windows at the tops of the battleship grey walls and several lazy fans to slowly circulate the stagnant air. Hundreds of long tables filled the hall in great rows, before the soldiers began to eat. Soon their belligerence jostled the tables completely out of line and causing complete havoc. The only stable area of this place was the line that split the building in half. No tables were here as this was the lineup for the slop of the day. Sergeant Hartic patrolled this lineup, and if a soldier knew what was good for him, he would definitely stay out of her way. Hartic was the woman Torn was looking for, for she hears everything that goes on in her mess hall, and if anyone was aware of the attack on Samos, it would be her.
As Torn walked down the mess line he saw the overweight woman running towards him, her shrill voice piercing the air as her red hair trailed behind her.
"You! Get your red but back in line before I string you up on one!"
She only walked a few steps further before realizing to whom she was speaking to. Her eyes widened in terror as it dawned on her that she insulted a superior officer.
"Oh Mar, forgive me sir, I was gravely mistaken, all this time in the mess hall mustn't be good for me. I beg your forgiveness."
"Only if you can tell me what I want to know Sergeant. An assassination of an Underground leader was carried out today, I want to know who ordered this without my consent!" Torn stared at Hartic, he needed to make sure what he heard was the truth, there weren't many people he could trust anymore after Samos' death.
"We have killed an Underground leader? This is news to me! I have been wondering where a lot of my boys have been today, I assume it must have taken a lot to bring that scum to the ground eh?" Hartic chuckled sheeply hoping her superior would share in the laughter. He didn't.
"Then tell me where your lieutenant is and get out of my site, he'll know what's going on." Torn was becoming very impatient, the trail of this murder was cooling fast and he had to act quickly.
"The lieutenant I believe has been at Mar Memorial Stadium lately sir." "Good, you may continue your duties."
Torn then marched out the door without a look backwards, Hartic's Lieutenant and Torn had been buddies since they enrolled in the Krimson Guard, and between them, they know every speck of dust in Haven City. Torn hopped on his Hellcat at sped off towards Mar Memorial Stadium.
Jak was shaking uncontrollably as he sat with Keira in the forest. Tears streamed down Keira's beautiful soft features, she mourned her father's death greatly, but now seeing Jak like this, and knowing what he had already done had been too much for her. Jak's eyes were dry, but his hands would not stop shaking as he embraced Keira. A cool wet feeling covered his shoulder as Keira's tears soaked through his tunic. Jak opened his mouth to speak, but no words came forth from his choked up mouth. He sat with Keira for what seemed to be days under the moonlight. The forest was silent with reverence for the fallen sage, as the trees and nature fell silent. The wind rustling the leaves seemed to make no sound in this time, and the forest was filled with the sobs of a heartbroken daughter.
When finally every tear had fallen, Jak and Keira rose and walked down to the pond at the western edge of the forest. The pair drank and drank, but it soon seemed they were only refueling their tears, as soon enough Keira had buried her face in Jak's tunic, trying to hold back the sobs that built up from her tears. When Keira had finally regained her composure, they walked slowly back through the solemn trees and around the ruins to reach the exit of the holy woods. The sun peeked over the horizon causing the trees to create long shadows and wisps of golden sunlight to pour out around them. The day seemed to be turning out to be a beautiful day, natures own memorial to their fallen sage.
Jak and Keira jumped through the warp ring to bring them back to the city walls. Jak started to rush, and had to stop and wait for Keira every few moments as she uneasily walked out of the large doors of the city security system. Jak had to check how Ashelin and Torn were doing, and he couldn't wait for Keira every few seconds. It pained his heart greatly, but he knew Keira would be happier once her father's killer had been found. Jak ran up to Keira, who was still stumbling down the slope, and picked her up easily in is arms. She didn't struggle in Jak's grip, she was far too exhausted. Jak knew the second he lifted her limp body he had to get her home as soon as possible, or at least somewhere safe. There was only one place Jak could think of, he lifted Keira gently into the passenger seat of the two seated zoomer she brought to the city wall. Jak jumped into the driver's seat and made sure Keira was well secured before he started the engine. Daxter's pad would be the safest place for her to stay until he could take her to somewhere even more secure. As soon as he had Keira safely in a bed to rest, Jak's communicator went off.
"Jak its me Ashelin... I have been going over the records and reports by the Krimson Guard today... lets just say I think I have found something interesting. Do not come to the palace Jak, I'll meet you in the Bazaar to tell you."
Alright there you are, chapter 4 will be up as soon as I can write it, school is done for the summer so I will have more time to write... that is when I have time outside of work... well its pretty much the same isn't it... that's no good.