Jak, although he held the title of king, was a figure-head. His picture was
plastered all over town. His gun had been put in the Haven City museum and
all of the schoolbooks were being reprinted to include a chapter on him. He
hated all the publicity, he hated people giving him side-long glances but
he hated the tedious meetings and conferences in the palace that protocol
required him to attend the most. Today he was at one of those meetings
trying as hard as he could to stay awake. The only slightly interesting
piece of information was the number of artillery guns the Krimson Guard had
stationed around the city. This meeting was longer than the others due to a
discovery at the Drill Platform.
"The last order of business is to approve the termination of all mining operations." said Ashelin
Jak's ears perked up at this. The mining operations were the only way that the city was going to be able to produce eco. "Why are the operations being terminated?" asked Jak. He rarely spoke during meetings but most of the ministers seemed to be wondering the same things.
"Two of the miners ran into this the other day." Ashelin slid a file folder full of documents and pictures towards Jak. He flipped through all of the files and pulled out the pictures. A brass colored container, about 60 feet in diameter was sticking out of the rocks. The next photo showed the digging around the container how they uncovered more and more of the container. Finally the last photo showed the entire container itself. Jak went white and he shook as he saw what he had seen in his nightmares before they went through the rift. The Dark Eco silos.
"They're calling it the Eco Silo." said Ashelin, showing the other ministers bigger pictures on a projection screen. "Our test results show that with that much eco we can keep the city running at full capacity for over 100 years." This got rounds of encouragement from the ministers. But Jak wasn't listening.
His body was still in the palace but his mind was 200 years in he past. He remembered when he was only 16 how he had stood on top of that silo as Gol and Mia tried to open it. How he had finally destroyed their robot and they had been trapped inside the silo. Samos was convinced that they had died. Jak tried to believe it too but he knew they were alive, he knew that they had been so corrupted by Dark Eco that it could never have killed them.
"So if there are no objections," began Ashelin. "I'll draft the orders to shut down all further mining operations and get people to open that silo."
Hearing this Jak was snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry Ashelin." said Jak, standing up. "But I can't allow that."
"And why is that?" asked Ashelin, looking shocked.
"You as governor have every right to do as you please to work in the best interest of the city, but I cannot let you open the Silo."
"Jak," she said, trying to control her anger. "I am working in the best interest of the city and that Silo is opening and that's final."
Jak was king and everyone knew it but they also knew he had no real power. But he snapped anyway. Jak was this close to changing into Dark Jak to make Ashelin "see reason" but instead he flipped the table and screamed. "FINE! GO AHEAD OPEN IT! JUST DON'T EXPECT ME TO SAVE YOUR ASSES AGAIN!" With that Jak strode out of the palace.
He didn't know where his feet were taking him until he reached the door of the Naughty Ottsel. He decided that Daxter had to know. He walked in and sat down at the bar. "Hey your highness," said Tess, jokingly. "What can I get you?" "Nothing," he said glumly. "Where's Dax?" "Right here buddy," said the Ottsel as he popped up from behind the bar. "What's happening at the palace?" "Oh nothing much," said Jak. "The Krimson Guard developing some new guns, the property tax is rising," Daxter popped a bottle and began to drink. "And they're going to open the Dark Eco Silo." Daxter sprayed the liquid everywhere. "WHAT!" "Some miners found it last week. And now Ashelin's going to open the sucker and get the eco out." "But if they open it..." started Daxter. "Gol and Mia." finished Jak. "But Samos said they're dead." said Daxter. "Yeah," said Jak. "But Samos wasn't fighting them; Samos wasn't getting shot at and chased all over the silo. They lived Dax, they lived and if they had dark eco to a point they could control it then they're still alive, and if they're alive they haven't forgotten me." "What're we gonna do Jak?" asked Daxter panicking. The little Ottsel was running up the walls, literally. "I don't know Dax," sighed Jak. "I just don't know."
"The last order of business is to approve the termination of all mining operations." said Ashelin
Jak's ears perked up at this. The mining operations were the only way that the city was going to be able to produce eco. "Why are the operations being terminated?" asked Jak. He rarely spoke during meetings but most of the ministers seemed to be wondering the same things.
"Two of the miners ran into this the other day." Ashelin slid a file folder full of documents and pictures towards Jak. He flipped through all of the files and pulled out the pictures. A brass colored container, about 60 feet in diameter was sticking out of the rocks. The next photo showed the digging around the container how they uncovered more and more of the container. Finally the last photo showed the entire container itself. Jak went white and he shook as he saw what he had seen in his nightmares before they went through the rift. The Dark Eco silos.
"They're calling it the Eco Silo." said Ashelin, showing the other ministers bigger pictures on a projection screen. "Our test results show that with that much eco we can keep the city running at full capacity for over 100 years." This got rounds of encouragement from the ministers. But Jak wasn't listening.
His body was still in the palace but his mind was 200 years in he past. He remembered when he was only 16 how he had stood on top of that silo as Gol and Mia tried to open it. How he had finally destroyed their robot and they had been trapped inside the silo. Samos was convinced that they had died. Jak tried to believe it too but he knew they were alive, he knew that they had been so corrupted by Dark Eco that it could never have killed them.
"So if there are no objections," began Ashelin. "I'll draft the orders to shut down all further mining operations and get people to open that silo."
Hearing this Jak was snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry Ashelin." said Jak, standing up. "But I can't allow that."
"And why is that?" asked Ashelin, looking shocked.
"You as governor have every right to do as you please to work in the best interest of the city, but I cannot let you open the Silo."
"Jak," she said, trying to control her anger. "I am working in the best interest of the city and that Silo is opening and that's final."
Jak was king and everyone knew it but they also knew he had no real power. But he snapped anyway. Jak was this close to changing into Dark Jak to make Ashelin "see reason" but instead he flipped the table and screamed. "FINE! GO AHEAD OPEN IT! JUST DON'T EXPECT ME TO SAVE YOUR ASSES AGAIN!" With that Jak strode out of the palace.
He didn't know where his feet were taking him until he reached the door of the Naughty Ottsel. He decided that Daxter had to know. He walked in and sat down at the bar. "Hey your highness," said Tess, jokingly. "What can I get you?" "Nothing," he said glumly. "Where's Dax?" "Right here buddy," said the Ottsel as he popped up from behind the bar. "What's happening at the palace?" "Oh nothing much," said Jak. "The Krimson Guard developing some new guns, the property tax is rising," Daxter popped a bottle and began to drink. "And they're going to open the Dark Eco Silo." Daxter sprayed the liquid everywhere. "WHAT!" "Some miners found it last week. And now Ashelin's going to open the sucker and get the eco out." "But if they open it..." started Daxter. "Gol and Mia." finished Jak. "But Samos said they're dead." said Daxter. "Yeah," said Jak. "But Samos wasn't fighting them; Samos wasn't getting shot at and chased all over the silo. They lived Dax, they lived and if they had dark eco to a point they could control it then they're still alive, and if they're alive they haven't forgotten me." "What're we gonna do Jak?" asked Daxter panicking. The little Ottsel was running up the walls, literally. "I don't know Dax," sighed Jak. "I just don't know."