Chapter III: Lessions and the Plot
LES: ::reading copy of 'Haven Times'::
Jak: ::nervous:: Why do you have that?
LES: What? I like seeing your 'Wanted' pictures! And the 'Classifieds!' ::reads:: Hey, listen to this! 'For Sale: Loud-mouthed orange Ottsel. Buy at own risk… Needs good shoulder to sit on… Needs women… Will take best offer…' Hey, the contact number looks like yours, Jak!
Jak: Opps…
Daxter: ::grabs Jak's Morph-Gun and tries to kill Jak:: How 'bout I put up an ad for you!!!!
LES: ::whispers:: I'd sure buy Jak…
(Still outside Haven City)
Damas walked up ahead of the little group. Everyone else made sure they stayed well behind, for they all had seen Damas when he was mad. Even Erol hung back, for he knew he was in trouble for not watching the kids well enough.
Suddenly, Damas spoke and everyone jumped. "Erol!" Erol caught up to him and cowered, as Damas looked ready to blow up at the next person to make him mad.
"Yes, Sire?" Erol said carefully.
"Take Keira home," Damas said, looking back at the two children. "I've got to teach me son a lession."
Erol walked back to the pair. "Come, Keira…" Erol turned to Jak. "And Jak… good luck…" With that, Erol and Keira walked away.
"Jak!" Damas called, and Jak flinched. Jak slowly walked towards his father, eyes locked firmly on his feet. After what seemed an eternity, Jak was at his father's side. Damas sighed, then said, "Jak, I'm very disappointed in you."
"I know…" Jak said miserably.
"You could've been killed! You deliberately disobeyed me! And what's worse, you put Keira in danger!" Damas scolded.
Jak's eyes were now tearing up. "I was just trying to be brave like you!"
"I'm only brave when I have to be." Damas said, "Jak, being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble."
"But, you're not scared of anything." Jak said.
"I was today…" Damas admitted.
"You were?" Jak asked.
"Yes," Damas said, "I thought I might lose you."
"Oh…" Jak said, understanding. "I guess even Kings get scared sometimes." Damas nodded his head. "But you know what?" Jak whispered.
"What?" Damas whispered back.
"I think those Metal-Heads were even scareder!" Jak said.
Damas laughed. "Cause nobody messes with your dad! Come here, you!" Damas pulled Jak in and proceeded to give him a huge noogie.
"No! AUGH!" Jak screamed as he tried to escape his father's grip. Finally, he broke free and Damas ran away from him, laughing. Jak gave chase, and Damas allowed Jak to catch him.
"Hey, we're pals, right?" Jak asked.
Damas laughed. "Right." He agreed.
"And we'll always be together, right?" Jak asked.
Damas sighed, then he said, "Jak, let me tell you something that my father told me…" Damas paused, then threw his gaze to the sky. "Look at the stars!" Jak looked. "The Great Kings of the Past look down on us from those stars."
"Really?" Jak asked.
"Yes," Damas answered. "So, whenever you feel alone, just remember, those Kings will always be there to guide you… and so will I…"
(Metal-Head Nest)
The Metal-Heads sat, grumbling over their wounds.
"Man, that stupid Damas," said Phoenix, with a bullet-hole in his rear. "I won't be able to sit for a week!" A Metal-Head that happened to have not been there laughed at his predicament. "It's not funny!" Phoenix said angrily. The Metal-Head laughed even harder. "Hey, shut up!" The Metal-Head wouldn't stop laughing, so Phoenix lost his temper and attacked him.
"Will you knock it off!" Firenza yelled.
"Well, he started it!" Phoenix yelled.
"Look at you! No wonder we're danglin' at the bottom of the food chain!" Firenza yelled.
"Man, I hate danglin'!" Phoenix said with a bit of drool hanging from his mouth.
"You know, if it weren't for those Elves we'd be runnin' the joint!" Firenza said.
"Man, I hate Elves!" Phoenix complained.
"So pushy!" Firenza said.
"And smelly!" Phoenix added.
"And, man, are they UGLY!" They said together. Then they laughed, but they nearly jumped out of their scaly skins when someone said:
"Oh, surely we Elves aren't all that bad…" The Metal-Heads looked up to see Praxis watching them. The Metal-Heads breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"Oh, Praxis, it's just you…" Phoenix said.
"Yeah, we were afraid you were somebody important." Firenza said.
"I see…" Praxis said angrily.
"Yeah, like Damas! Now that's power!" Phoenix said.
"Tell me about it," Firenza said, "I just hear that name and I shudder!"
"Damas!" Phoenix said, and Firenza shivered, just as she said.
"Ooooo! Do it again!" Firenza said.
"Damas!" Phoenix said and Firenza shivered. "Damas! Damas! Damas!" Firenza went into a fit.
"Man, that tingles!" She said
Praxis massaged his temples, as if to get rid of a headache. "I am surrounded by idiots…"
"Oh no, Praxis, you're one of us! You're our pal!" Firenza said.
"Charmed…" Praxis said sourly.
"Ooo! I like that!" Firenza said, "He's not King, but he's still so proper!"
"Hey, Praxis, did you bring us some Eco?" Phoenix asked, "Did ya? Did ya? Did ya?"
"I don't even think you deserve this…" Praxis said, holing up a small container of Eco, the Metal-Heads began to drool. "I practically gift-wrapped those kids for you and you couldn't even dispose of them…" Praxis dropped the Eco to the Metal-Head below and they immediately attacked it.
"You know, Praxis, it wasn't exactly like they were alone." Firenza said.
"Yeah, what do you want us to do?" Phoenix asked, "Kill Damas?"
Praxis' eyes lit up, "Precisely!"
"Huh?" The Metal-Heads asked.
Praxis sang: (A/N: Oh, God, no!)
"I know that your powers of retention.
Are as wet as a Lurker's backside.
But, thick as you are,
Pay attention!
My words are a matter of pride!
It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights aren't all on upstairs!
But we're talking Kings and successions,
Even you can get caught unawares!
So be prepared for the chance of a lifetime!
Be prepared for sensational news!
A shinning new era
Is tip-toeing nearer!"
Firenza joined in:
"And when do we feature?"
Praxis sang:
"Just listen to teacher.
I know it sounds sorted,
But you'll be rewarded,
For at last I am given my dues!
And in justice, deliciously squared,
Be prepared!"
"Yes, be prepared, we'll all be prepared!" Phoenix said, "For what?"
"For the death of the King!" Praxis said.
"Why? Is he sick?" Phoenix asked.
"No, fool, we're gonna kill him." Praxis said, "And Jak too!"
"No King?" Firenza asked. "Who needs a King?"
The Metal-Heads began dancing and singing in a singsong voice. "No King! No King! La La La La La La!"
"Idiots! There will be a King!" Praxis roared.
"Hey, but you said…" Phoenix began, but Praxis stopped him.
"I will be King!" Praxis roared. "Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!"
"Yeah!" The two Metal-Heads shouted. "Long live the King!"
Suddenly the whole Metal-Head army appeared and they sang:
"Long live the King!
Long live the King!
It's great that we'll soon be connected
With a King who'll be all time adore!"
Praxis sang while looking over his army:
"Of coarse, quid pro quo, you're expected
To take sudden duties on board.
The Future is littered with prizes
And though I'm the main addressee.
The point that I must emphasize is:
You won't get a sniff without me!
So prepare for the coup of the century!
Be prepared for the murkiest scam!
Meticulous planning!
Tenacity spanning!
Decades of denial!
Is simply why I'll
Be King undisputed,
Respected, saluted,
And seen for the wonder I am!
Yes, my pride and ambitions are bared!
Be prepared!"
The Metal-Heads echoed:
"Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared!"
They all sang:
"Be prepared!"
The Metal-Heads and Praxis laugh diabolically as the story fades to black and you, the reader, go down there and click the button to go to the next chapter.
LES: Just saw this on TV. Had to show to the world… Commercial: Jak and Daxter, at the end of the 'game.' Jak puts his gun away.
Daxter: Well, it's over. And I had just one thing to say. Jak… I am your father!
Jak: What?
Daxter: I am your father!
Jak: Forget it! ::walks away::
Daxter: ::chasing after Jak:: Listen to your feelings! I am your father!
Jak: You are not my father!
Daxter: No, seriously, your mother and I…
Voice-over: The epic Jak trilogy is coming to its dramatic conclusion. Rest assured it won't end like this.