This may not tie in with the parts of the story revealed in jak3 but don't blame me as I have not played it at the time of writing. There are few slight jak2 spoilers and I don't own any names from the game, but I do own Narzhile and Zemanzulu,
feel free to use them in fanfics as long as u email me. Please R&R!
This is set before people walked the earth, in the time of the precursors.
The faint light of a dull tan sun slowly filtered through many layers of a thick dust cloud before illuminating the parched earth of a lifeless planet far from the living world of the precursors."Perfect" Rasped the deep voice of Zemanzulu; the only precursor to be foolish enough to meddle in dark eco, the only precursor to object to the white councils' decision of sealing the darkness under the earth in silos, the only precursor to have a tainted, darkened form, the only precursor to be outcast.
"This is the time, the place, for my revenge."
As he travelled across the forsaken world, observing the stormy eco seas, the dry sand of the single continent and the molten skull gem core Zemanzulu became more and more fond of the dark world, he named it: Narzhile, maening forsaken in the precursor tongue.Using his extreme dark powers, Zemanzulu pounded the arid ground again and again until, with a rending crash, it split open.The molten core rushed to fill this gap and, meeting with the dry cold air, began to cool and spit out small droplets that condensed in the air and hit the ground with dull thuds. For several days the barrage continued, until at last, after over 10,000 gems were created, it ceased.
Zemanzulu selected the largest of these droplets for the metal head leader's skull gem, he carefully placed the gem in the dark eco sea, while dropping small amounts of green eco onto it to make an egg. Kor was the first of many, and soon vast cities were created on Narzhile, now the homeworld of the metal heads. With thier twisting alleys and littered streets they were the opposite of the oirdered and beautiful precursor metropolis. "Soon, my friends, we will embark to crush the hated precursors and all that they stand for!" Roared kor as he addressed his creatures, the crowds screamed in their delight and bloodlust pounding the rough earth with thier claws until a huge cloud of dust rose up.
They grow impatient, before long the attack will begin...
So, there it is, the first chapter explaining the creation of the metal heads. Hope you liked it and it wasn't too long/short/boring (depending on who you are)
Please R&R, the pace will pick up once the metal heads' attack begins in the next chapter by the way.