Warnings- Yaoi, and an increasing amount of it. On with the fic!
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-. . . I must kill him-
I felt dark eco on my skin, its white-hot iciness spreading over my body as the darkness took over me, dragging me into the depths of my mind. I couldn't warn Daxter, so I just fell as the darkness consumed my, filling my lungs like breathable water.The assumed ground I landed on supported the weight of me; on my knees, in a cross between a coughing fit and a waterfall of helpless tears; and the other me, standing in front of me with almost a sad look in his eyes that blended with the abyss around us.
-Does this betrayer- he spat the word out like it was a lethal poison - . . . really mean this much to you-
Yes. . . He does. . . He came for me like I said he would! -Then I shall spare this traitor . . . for now. He might just prove useful in the future. But don't expect me to be so forgiving with you dear Commander.- His hand found my chin again as he forced me to look at him, at his empty yet strangely lust-filled eyes. -Just remember that you are mine.-
I started falling without falling, the pain leaving my body as the darkness gave way to a light that swallowed me, returning me to my feet, which were strangely cold on the metal I stood on, as I tried to keep my balance. "Daxter?" I asked the room, as if it might give me the answer to were the ottsel might be.
"Jeez! Remind me not to piss you off!"Daxter was here, all right. He hadn't changed a bit, either. The ottsel jumped onto my shoulder as his nails dug into my skin that had become so soft over the last two years, and was easily torn. I winced in discomfort as Daxter's weight rested where I used to have amour.
It was time to leave here, and I sure as hell wasn't going to miss it.
- - - - - Daxter was here, all right. He hadn't changed a bit, either. The ottsel jumped onto my shoulder as his nails dug into my skin that had become so soft over the last two years, and was easily torn. I winced in discomfort as Daxter's weight rested where I used to have amour.
It was time to leave here, and I sure as hell wasn't going to miss it.
- - - - - This soft bed is luxurious compared to what I had to sleep on in prison. I had found a place to stay the night, and it was better than that hell-hole I had come from.Daxter was curled up at me feet, the way he always did after the "incident" in Sandover.Everything the other me had said kept replaying in my head, as well as the events of the day. My first kisses . . . and I had hated them. Or had I? Had that been the reason my other had referred to Erol as "my dear Commander"? I hated him! I knew it! How could I love a man who, other than being considerably older than me, had pinned me against a wall, kissed me, and then slapped my face? But then again, hadn't I been comforted by his caressing my face and the soft tickle of his breath on my cheek and his promises of safety? Hadn't they been my light at the end of the tunnel?
P.O.V. Change - Dark Jak
It's about time Jak fell asleep. I need to get out of the prison of his mind. I climb out of bed, careful not to disturb the traitor at the foot of the mattress. Slipping Jak's new tunic over my muscle shirt as my skin changes from his light tan to my deathly pale, Dark Eco criss-crossing in unnamed patterns across the new flesh, I glanced into the cracked mirror at my eyes, no longer Jak's innocent blue, and my hair, now as snow-white as my skin."It's time I had a chat with the Commander" I said, walking out the door into the cold air.
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Ah, I do so love the sound of screams, and there are plenty of them tonight. I figured an act of genocide would get the Commander's attention."Oh, Commander!" I yelled out for the fifth time that night as my hand cut through the stomach of a guard who had thought he could find a way to hit me at close range. "I would like I chat with you!" I yelled out through the night, slicing my clawed hand through another guard. A single shot echoed through the blood-covered streets clearly above the others as a dull pain lodged itself in my left shoulder, just missing my heart. I glanced in the direction of the shot and instantly recognized the fiery mane behind the silver helmet with bloodied eyes- the commander had come at last.
A/N; Next chapter, Dark JakxErol! Hope you like the yaoi-less chapter! The next one will be longer, I promise!