The Demon Within
Krin- I know about the present and past tense thing. I didn't mean it on purpose. It is my weakest part, and I am trying really hard to get everything to be the same. I'm trying my best, but sometimes I can't think of ways to word things that put them in the right tense.
Sabulana- Yay! Jak is still mine to ....er well...nevermind what I was going to say there. Still mine!
DarkMistress950- Squee I bought Jak II! Yay! I have never played it all the way through, so I doubt that there will be any spoilers for a while sweatdrop umm...yeah. I decided to buy it so that I could look at the hotness of Jak and Torn anytime I want for one, and for two so that I would be able to analyze the characters and situations to my hearts sickeningly sweet desire. And so that I could hopefully make it to the end without a deadline hanging over my head shudder (I hate that) It takes me forever to finish video games that I really like. I have to go back and replay each scene around 1500 times. evil cackle
Yes, well I think that I should end my ramblings here since you obviously aren't reading this story to listen to me. Yeah. now, on with the story.
Chapter Three - Meeting Torn...
Disclaimer: I don't own Jak.
We entered the alley in a 'borrowed' zoomer. It took me a while to remember how fly them. I swear there will be permanent grooves in my shoulder where he was 'grasping for life', as he so eloquently put it. The first thing I noticed about the alley was that there was a man and woman standing back and looking, well...not too happy. I hopped off of the zoomer, Dax clinging to my shoulder still, and made my way foreward. The woman got up in my face for a moment, but I easily ignored her sad attempt at intimidation. Even Daxter could do better. Speaking of Dax, he seemed to be mesmerized by her beauty. I mentally shook my head at him. It's always the same Soon though she backed off, and after taking a short breath I began.
"We're looking for a guy named Torn. Kor sent us."
As I was speaking the man also got up in my face. He was so close that I could feel his warm breath on my chin. Yes he was taller than me. Isn't everyone. What is with these people and invading my personal space. I looked to Daxter for a moment, and could only notice that he wasn't making googly eyes at this guy.
"Umm...," he must be the guy that I'm looking for. I mean...Torn. He just looks like a Torn. "Are you...Torn?"
He continued staring, and I could only wonder what he was thinking. I was beginning to get lost looking at all of the markings on his face, but Daxter pulled me back up just in time.
"Maybe this guy's a mute like you used to be..."
I was afraid that he was just going to stare at us until we left, when he spoke.
"New faces make me nervous. Word is you're out to join the fight for the city," he said after finally moving back some.
I couldn't help but notice that way he worded it. "...for the city." and not, "...against the Baron." That was very interesting. You could tell that he was doing this because he cared about the city, not like me because he wanted revenge on the Baron. Well, he's fighting for the city, and I'm fighting against the Baron. It just so happens that our plans overlay each other. I guess I'll help him, as long as he doesn't get in the way, and has someway that he can help me as well.
He was walking around me, studying me, or so it seemed.
"You know, choosing the wrong side could be...unhealthy."
Unhealthy indeed. You are the wrong side. Not necessarily wrong, but the underdogs. It would be more likely that the Baron would win this war for the city, than you. Not to be offensive. I'm just speaking my mind....But not really. I'm just thinking to myself what I really want to say...Sometimes I just can't make the talking thing work.
"We want to see the shadow," I finally managed to choke out.
"Huh...huh huh. Not likely. If you want to join something then why don't you and your pet go and join the circus?"
There. Wasted my attempt at speech. If only you knew how hard it was for me to talk then maybe you would get to the point, and stop making me have to say things. Then again maybe you do know, and you like to keep me dangling. Who knows?
"Heh, unless you've got the fur for a really tough task." He drew out his dagger. It was curved and glinted in the remaining daylight. I could imagine him sharpening it in anticipation of a battle. I don't know why, but the image just stuck in my head. He ran his finger along the edge of it as if to test how sharp it was. I almost thought I saw a drop of blood, but he never flinched, so I'm not sure.
"Steal the Baron's flag from the top of the Ruined Tower, and bring it back to me. Then maybe we'll talk."
I don't have the time or patience for maybe's Torn. I doubt that you do either. I suppose I'll take up this challenge though so that I can prove to you I'm not going to go squeamish and bail out. Not unless you give me a real good reason too. Not unless I have to... I guess I'm trying to tell you that I'm the man for the job.
Sorry that it's so short. I wanted Torn to have his own introductory chapter since he IS going to be the main love interest. bobs eyebrows in an annoyingly insinuating manner Alright, I have already have the next chapter written, but I want to hear what some of you have to say before I put another one out.
Krin- I know about the present and past tense thing. I didn't mean it on purpose. It is my weakest part, and I am trying really hard to get everything to be the same. I'm trying my best, but sometimes I can't think of ways to word things that put them in the right tense.
Sabulana- Yay! Jak is still mine to ....er well...nevermind what I was going to say there. Still mine!
DarkMistress950- Squee I bought Jak II! Yay! I have never played it all the way through, so I doubt that there will be any spoilers for a while sweatdrop umm...yeah. I decided to buy it so that I could look at the hotness of Jak and Torn anytime I want for one, and for two so that I would be able to analyze the characters and situations to my hearts sickeningly sweet desire. And so that I could hopefully make it to the end without a deadline hanging over my head shudder (I hate that) It takes me forever to finish video games that I really like. I have to go back and replay each scene around 1500 times. evil cackle
Yes, well I think that I should end my ramblings here since you obviously aren't reading this story to listen to me. Yeah. now, on with the story.
Chapter Three - Meeting Torn...
Disclaimer: I don't own Jak.
We entered the alley in a 'borrowed' zoomer. It took me a while to remember how fly them. I swear there will be permanent grooves in my shoulder where he was 'grasping for life', as he so eloquently put it. The first thing I noticed about the alley was that there was a man and woman standing back and looking, well...not too happy. I hopped off of the zoomer, Dax clinging to my shoulder still, and made my way foreward. The woman got up in my face for a moment, but I easily ignored her sad attempt at intimidation. Even Daxter could do better. Speaking of Dax, he seemed to be mesmerized by her beauty. I mentally shook my head at him. It's always the same Soon though she backed off, and after taking a short breath I began.
"We're looking for a guy named Torn. Kor sent us."
As I was speaking the man also got up in my face. He was so close that I could feel his warm breath on my chin. Yes he was taller than me. Isn't everyone. What is with these people and invading my personal space. I looked to Daxter for a moment, and could only notice that he wasn't making googly eyes at this guy.
"Umm...," he must be the guy that I'm looking for. I mean...Torn. He just looks like a Torn. "Are you...Torn?"
He continued staring, and I could only wonder what he was thinking. I was beginning to get lost looking at all of the markings on his face, but Daxter pulled me back up just in time.
"Maybe this guy's a mute like you used to be..."
I was afraid that he was just going to stare at us until we left, when he spoke.
"New faces make me nervous. Word is you're out to join the fight for the city," he said after finally moving back some.
I couldn't help but notice that way he worded it. "...for the city." and not, "...against the Baron." That was very interesting. You could tell that he was doing this because he cared about the city, not like me because he wanted revenge on the Baron. Well, he's fighting for the city, and I'm fighting against the Baron. It just so happens that our plans overlay each other. I guess I'll help him, as long as he doesn't get in the way, and has someway that he can help me as well.
He was walking around me, studying me, or so it seemed.
"You know, choosing the wrong side could be...unhealthy."
Unhealthy indeed. You are the wrong side. Not necessarily wrong, but the underdogs. It would be more likely that the Baron would win this war for the city, than you. Not to be offensive. I'm just speaking my mind....But not really. I'm just thinking to myself what I really want to say...Sometimes I just can't make the talking thing work.
"We want to see the shadow," I finally managed to choke out.
"Huh...huh huh. Not likely. If you want to join something then why don't you and your pet go and join the circus?"
There. Wasted my attempt at speech. If only you knew how hard it was for me to talk then maybe you would get to the point, and stop making me have to say things. Then again maybe you do know, and you like to keep me dangling. Who knows?
"Heh, unless you've got the fur for a really tough task." He drew out his dagger. It was curved and glinted in the remaining daylight. I could imagine him sharpening it in anticipation of a battle. I don't know why, but the image just stuck in my head. He ran his finger along the edge of it as if to test how sharp it was. I almost thought I saw a drop of blood, but he never flinched, so I'm not sure.
"Steal the Baron's flag from the top of the Ruined Tower, and bring it back to me. Then maybe we'll talk."
I don't have the time or patience for maybe's Torn. I doubt that you do either. I suppose I'll take up this challenge though so that I can prove to you I'm not going to go squeamish and bail out. Not unless you give me a real good reason too. Not unless I have to... I guess I'm trying to tell you that I'm the man for the job.
Sorry that it's so short. I wanted Torn to have his own introductory chapter since he IS going to be the main love interest. bobs eyebrows in an annoyingly insinuating manner Alright, I have already have the next chapter written, but I want to hear what some of you have to say before I put another one out.