A/N: Hey people. If I don't mention you in one of my authors notes, then A,
I posted it before I read your review, or B you reviewed after I posted the
chappie. A delayed thanks to J and Cherry Cola for their reviews. To CC I'm
glad you like Terry, I think she awesome too. To Krin: Yay! My first signed
review! Thanks, a lot of people seem to like Terry. I hope this chapter
doesn't disappoint anyone.
Chapter 2 - Surprise Encounter
~Terry's P.O.V.~
Once out of the hidden base, I turned around and flipped the bird at the door. Damn Torn, that's all I needed right now, having to look after some 'New Recruit'. With my luck, it'd be some macho idiot with more muscles then brain cells. Trust Torn to pick one of my bad days to send me babysitting.
I climbed on to my zoomer, well it's actually some nerd's zoomer but it's mine now. It's a sleek one seater with a fresh coat of paint and a fair turn of speed. I gunned the engine and took off for the Pumping station. What's with Torn sending a new-be there? I'd find out soon enough.
It didn't take me long to get there, but it seems my charge got there first. If it wasn't him then there was some idiot looking for glory and a painful death out there.
"Whoa, Jak! What was that thing?!" I heard this overwhelmingly annoying voice scream. I climbed over a convenient cluster of rock to see that, indeed, it was my charge and his pet rat. Jak shrugged and holstered his gun. His fairly large gun. I shook my head, I could relieve him of the gun later, my job came first, for now.
"Your guess is as good as mine Dax,." he started to head for one of the platforms, probably trying to find out how to turn the water back on. I looked at the body of what the rat had clearly been yelling about. It was a Metalhead, not a particularly large one, but big enough. If they didn't know about Metalheads then they were armpit deep in Yakkow shit.
I shook my head again. Maybe this pair would prove interesting. I followed after them, careful to keep far enough back that they wouldn't hear me. I lay on my stomach on the rock shelf directly above them.
"Daxter, will you stop digging your claws into my shoulder?" Jak looked annoyed at the orange and read rat clinging to him. They had just plowed through a small group of Metalheads, the rat had clung to Jak's shoulder the whole time in panic.
"Well sorry Jak, you try being two feet tall and flung about while someone fights!" I was surprised to note the rat seemed to think it was at one time human*. Interesting, I'd have to look into that. I watched them as they finely made it to the valve that controlled the water to the Slums.
"I'll handle this Jak," the rat jumped off Jak's shoulder and moved over to the valve.
~ Jak's P.O.V. ~
I watched as Daxter struggled to turn the valve. Torn had sent us to turn the water back on in the Slums. It sounded easy, but there were all these creatures that kept getting in the way. I struggled not to laugh as Dax tried with all his strength to move the valve even a little.
I shrugged and hit a pipe with the side of my fist. The valve unscrewed quickly flinging Daxter into a pipe. He got sucked through with various noises of discomfort. He finely came to stop at a nozzle.
"Uh Jak, a little help please!" his voice was muffled slightly by the pipe. I ran to a valve and turned it, first his head then his arms came out. He wiggled and struggled a moment to get his lower half out when he was shot out by a burst of water. He rolled a moment before landing on his back. I walked over and looked down at him with a slight smirk.
"Don't say a word Jak, not a word. Don't even chuckle." I just kept smiling and helped him up.
"C'mon, Dax, let's get back to Torn." I looked up and thought I saw someone sliding back out of view from a ledge, odd. I've had a feeling me and Dax were being followed since a short time after getting here.
~ Terry's P.O.V. ~
Damn, he nearly spotted me. I must be getting rusty; it's been awhile since I had to sneak anywhere. Ah well, no use worrying about it.
I slid back a little farther and stood up. I took the short way back to the entrance and hid. I didn't go too far from the exit. I needed to be able to see them when they came.
While I waited I thought over what I had seen happen. This new recruit, Jak, was fairly interesting. For one, his aim is nearly as good as mine. Quite impressive, he only missed about three shots. Even the rat, Daxter as he's called, could prove a curiosity.
An odd pair the two of them. One a smart mouthed weakling, and the other mostly silent and strong. I really will have to watch them carefully. I had leaned against a rock a while back and immediately stood. I had heard them coming nearer. It's not like it had been all that hard, they made more noise then a dozen Metalheads.
~Jak's P.O.V. ~
Daxter was going on and on about something, I have no idea what. I had stopped listening to him a good while ago. I think it was something about how Keira had liked him back before we came here. I could be wrong. Like I said, I had stopped listening.
"Jak! Hey, Jak!" Daxter's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. "Jak, buddy, you're going the wrong way. Exit's that way." I looked over to see that he was right.
"Thanks Dax." I corrected my course and walked towards the exit.
"Not so quickly, gents, and I use that term very loosely," A woman with chin length red hair, mid shin boots, tight shirt, loose jacket, short shorts, and a holster on each hip stepped out in front of the exit.
"You're not going to leave just yet." The woman's grey eyes seemed to bore holes through my head.
A/N: Woot!! Three pages and over a thousand words! Talk about awesome. Anyway, I actually wrote a cliffy! As always, please review. Flames will still be laughed at. I am glad to announce that I shall be updating OFUS sometime soon. C ya for now!
*I'm calling the people of J&D humans. I just don't know what else to call them. If anyone has the real name let me know please.
Chapter 2 - Surprise Encounter
~Terry's P.O.V.~
Once out of the hidden base, I turned around and flipped the bird at the door. Damn Torn, that's all I needed right now, having to look after some 'New Recruit'. With my luck, it'd be some macho idiot with more muscles then brain cells. Trust Torn to pick one of my bad days to send me babysitting.
I climbed on to my zoomer, well it's actually some nerd's zoomer but it's mine now. It's a sleek one seater with a fresh coat of paint and a fair turn of speed. I gunned the engine and took off for the Pumping station. What's with Torn sending a new-be there? I'd find out soon enough.
It didn't take me long to get there, but it seems my charge got there first. If it wasn't him then there was some idiot looking for glory and a painful death out there.
"Whoa, Jak! What was that thing?!" I heard this overwhelmingly annoying voice scream. I climbed over a convenient cluster of rock to see that, indeed, it was my charge and his pet rat. Jak shrugged and holstered his gun. His fairly large gun. I shook my head, I could relieve him of the gun later, my job came first, for now.
"Your guess is as good as mine Dax,." he started to head for one of the platforms, probably trying to find out how to turn the water back on. I looked at the body of what the rat had clearly been yelling about. It was a Metalhead, not a particularly large one, but big enough. If they didn't know about Metalheads then they were armpit deep in Yakkow shit.
I shook my head again. Maybe this pair would prove interesting. I followed after them, careful to keep far enough back that they wouldn't hear me. I lay on my stomach on the rock shelf directly above them.
"Daxter, will you stop digging your claws into my shoulder?" Jak looked annoyed at the orange and read rat clinging to him. They had just plowed through a small group of Metalheads, the rat had clung to Jak's shoulder the whole time in panic.
"Well sorry Jak, you try being two feet tall and flung about while someone fights!" I was surprised to note the rat seemed to think it was at one time human*. Interesting, I'd have to look into that. I watched them as they finely made it to the valve that controlled the water to the Slums.
"I'll handle this Jak," the rat jumped off Jak's shoulder and moved over to the valve.
~ Jak's P.O.V. ~
I watched as Daxter struggled to turn the valve. Torn had sent us to turn the water back on in the Slums. It sounded easy, but there were all these creatures that kept getting in the way. I struggled not to laugh as Dax tried with all his strength to move the valve even a little.
I shrugged and hit a pipe with the side of my fist. The valve unscrewed quickly flinging Daxter into a pipe. He got sucked through with various noises of discomfort. He finely came to stop at a nozzle.
"Uh Jak, a little help please!" his voice was muffled slightly by the pipe. I ran to a valve and turned it, first his head then his arms came out. He wiggled and struggled a moment to get his lower half out when he was shot out by a burst of water. He rolled a moment before landing on his back. I walked over and looked down at him with a slight smirk.
"Don't say a word Jak, not a word. Don't even chuckle." I just kept smiling and helped him up.
"C'mon, Dax, let's get back to Torn." I looked up and thought I saw someone sliding back out of view from a ledge, odd. I've had a feeling me and Dax were being followed since a short time after getting here.
~ Terry's P.O.V. ~
Damn, he nearly spotted me. I must be getting rusty; it's been awhile since I had to sneak anywhere. Ah well, no use worrying about it.
I slid back a little farther and stood up. I took the short way back to the entrance and hid. I didn't go too far from the exit. I needed to be able to see them when they came.
While I waited I thought over what I had seen happen. This new recruit, Jak, was fairly interesting. For one, his aim is nearly as good as mine. Quite impressive, he only missed about three shots. Even the rat, Daxter as he's called, could prove a curiosity.
An odd pair the two of them. One a smart mouthed weakling, and the other mostly silent and strong. I really will have to watch them carefully. I had leaned against a rock a while back and immediately stood. I had heard them coming nearer. It's not like it had been all that hard, they made more noise then a dozen Metalheads.
~Jak's P.O.V. ~
Daxter was going on and on about something, I have no idea what. I had stopped listening to him a good while ago. I think it was something about how Keira had liked him back before we came here. I could be wrong. Like I said, I had stopped listening.
"Jak! Hey, Jak!" Daxter's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. "Jak, buddy, you're going the wrong way. Exit's that way." I looked over to see that he was right.
"Thanks Dax." I corrected my course and walked towards the exit.
"Not so quickly, gents, and I use that term very loosely," A woman with chin length red hair, mid shin boots, tight shirt, loose jacket, short shorts, and a holster on each hip stepped out in front of the exit.
"You're not going to leave just yet." The woman's grey eyes seemed to bore holes through my head.
A/N: Woot!! Three pages and over a thousand words! Talk about awesome. Anyway, I actually wrote a cliffy! As always, please review. Flames will still be laughed at. I am glad to announce that I shall be updating OFUS sometime soon. C ya for now!
*I'm calling the people of J&D humans. I just don't know what else to call them. If anyone has the real name let me know please.