Chapter 6

"Disposable Heroes"

It had been a few days since Jak had been shot and been thrown into the habor, presumably dead.

(Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant til I fall)

Kiera had cryed, nonstop with samos at her side to quietly comfront her. Torn,Sig and Ashlein were devstated to lose a dear friend but they had to keep their jobs of keeping the metal heads at bay. Tess tired to keep Daxters' spirit up, but Daxter was most affected. His best friend was dead. Dead. He'd never been alone without Jak, well except those two long grueling years. Jak had even been there and stayed with him when he was turned into an ottsel. Although he wouldn't be in this body if he hadn't went with Jak to that island. Mourning for Jak was becoming hard. Metal heads kept getting into the city, some Krimson guards were gathering into rebel fractions,the search for any sign of Jaks body was failing. Everyone had agreed to bury Jak in haven forest. But divers could not find any remains of Jak. The search went on for three days. Nothing was found.

(Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away)

The naughty ottesl was full of mourning friends, after another unsucessful dive for Jaks' body. Daxter laid across Tess' lap staring into space. Kiera in a corner booth. She never told him. Never once did she fully tell him how much she really loved him. Now she never could. She had blown it. When Ashelin came busting into the bar, Kiera quickly wiped her tears away.

"Jak's Alive!" Everyone in the bar, heads shot quickly at the busty red-head. "Krimson guard reports indicate that he could be alive!" Ashelin flashed a rare smile at Kiera "Citizen's reported to the guards that a dearraged person has been sighted sulking outside, tearing apart property. One citizen reported that a sickly pale man had knocked desperately on his door demanding dark eco. And just recently metal heads have been killed and the mutilated bodies left in alleys and streets. It has to be Jak. We need to form a search party...Torn and I are covering most of the slums. Everyone search other parts of the city. Careful of metal heads. Don't leave the safe zones."

(Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman )

Torn and Ashelin made their way to the slums. The two walked carefully through the slums advoiding more outspoken elves and watched carefully of any stragger metal heads. They'd been searching and asking around all day with no lead. Walking by two gossiping elves the two managed to catch some of the converstion.

"I'm telling you, I've never smelled anything worse then dead metal heads..! Dead metal heads, Blood and Dark Eco just don't mix! Plus the wierd noises. A guard went down that alley but he never came back, I heard him yell though."The elf explained

"What did he yell?" the other elf asked leaning in closer to the other "He yelled 'A Demon!'"

"You don't think its the demon the deceased Baron claimed were the dangerous outlaws?"

"I don't know but I'll bet-"

Ashelins' ears picked that up, walking over she pushed the smaller elf away. "What did you say about a demon?" The elves eyebrow shot up, looking her up and down. "Well, why don't I buy your beautiful self a drink and I'll tell you all about it" Ashelin, shocked, was about to verbally destory the mans self-confidence, but a warm senstion around her waist stopped her.

(Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends)

Torn had pulled her close staring strait at the man. His glare would surely would have kill any man who messed with the red-haired women and the look told the man other wise not to argue and comply with their requests.

"There's an alley down a little ways from here, where it was stopped last...it'll be easy to spot, trust me" With that the man ran away from Torn's death glare.

(Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away)

Ashelin blushed; Torn wasn't really affectionate around other people and was giddy that Torn would protect and be protective of her. Torns' eyes stopped following the leachrous man and he let go of Ashelins' waist and headed down the street, but not before grabbing ahold of her hand and lead her with him. A little while down the street, it became completely empty of everything alive, a sicking smell reached the noses' of the couple. "Arggh! What is that smell!" Ashelin yelled clamping her hands over her nose.

Torn pointed to an darkened alley. Skull gems glowed from the darkness, but it was cleary because the metal heads had been mutilated and killed. Torn and Ashelin proceed toward the dark alley.

(Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman)

Pulling out a flashlight out of his pack, Torn pointed the beam around the area. Moving it towards a dark figure in a corner, A Krimson guard was revealed. He was slumped over, his helment missing, slashed thoart, missing gun and blood covered the ground around him. Torn and Ashelins' stomach Retched at the sight and smell.

Moving the beam of light once more, you could see, blood, dead metal heads, and small puddles of dark eco. The Eco was trying to move...like a magnet was pulling it towards a metal head. Torn walked over to it and shoved away the body away. And right behind it lay Jak.

(Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here)

He layed on his side, in a pool of blood. The wound on in his stomach was covered in dark eco, but what was most weird was Jak's apperance. It was like Dark Jak and Jak were mixed up. Parts of his skin was purple, had horns but had blond hair and he had his sharp claws. Jak's muscles twitched every few minutes.

(I was born for dying)

He was pale, looked clamly and the dampness of the alley had caused beads of dew to form on his brow. Ashelin reached out and shook him. He didn't wake or move. Touching his face she quickly drew back her hand as if she had been burned. "He's hot and quite clamly." Torn pulled out his radio. "Attention! This is your new commadar, Torn, I need a clean-up crew and a Hellcat ASAP. I'm in the slums at..."

Ashelin followed suit and flipped open her communicater "Sig, this is Ashelin. We've found Jak. Gather everyone at the Naughty Ottsel to meet us there. And get a doctor"

Torn pulled out a blanket from his pack(he has everything, no? lol) and gentley warped up Jak in it, just as the Hellcat arrived. Torn lifted the injured man onto the Hellcat carefully. The guard driving was kicked out and told to wait for the clean-up crew. Torn and Ashelin spend off toward the Naughty Ottsel.

(Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realise, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun)

When reaching the bar, Torn carried the buddled up Jak, bridal style into the building. 'he's quite light' thought Torn.Entering the building, surprisingly everyone had already made it back. "Where's the doctor?" Shouted Ashelin "Right here, Miss Ashelin" An old elf stepped out into view. He was quite an old elf, with droopy ears, long white beard and squity eyes. Such a stereotype doctor.

(Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say

Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away)

"Bring him upstairs" he said creakly as if he'd break any minute. Once upstairs, the doctor shut all out to do his work. Over an hour went by before the doctor came downstairs. He looked weary and worn. He rubbed his eyes trying to rid them of his tiredness. "He'll live" he said putting back on his glasses "But he is a most unusal patient. His body rejects all the medicine I gave him. His body is also going through withdraw...his your friend involved in and illegal drugs? Ones that could be causing this addiction?" Everyone nodded 'no' except for Keira

(Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman)

"Doctor...I know what Jak's addiction is.." Keira gulped "He told me once...I'm not supposed to tell anyone, but you need to know...." Keira thought back to the night were he told her...she was feeling guilty for telling them...but they needed to know! She wiped her hands on her pants and swallowed.

(Back to the front)

"His addiction is Dark Eco....."

'Disposable Heroes'-Metallica

One of my longest chapters ever...hope you enjoy it.

Reviewers for chapter 5:

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