I woke up because I felt a nudging on my body. I opened my eyes and Torn standing over me. I was on the bottom bunk of one of the beds.

Torn: Wow, you must have been tired. I'll be back. I hope you stay, but I can't make you. You won't be alone, though. Daxter agreed to come...believe me, I TRIED to get Kat or Dash, but they're too busy. Oh-and if anybody knocks or anything, don't answer. If they discover you, they might try to hurt you...the emporer is very greedy.

Torn put his hand to my face, he touched my chin and lifted it to face him.

Torn: You look worried. There will be many trials ahead, Janovah, and you will overcome them.

Torn turned away and left. I sat few a few hours on the bed, pondering. Where was Daxter? It was then that I heard the doors open and close, fast, and I heard running down the stairs. I still had Torn's knife tucked away in a loop in my belt. I took it out and held it and clenched my teeth for a battle. But the intruder swooped around the corner, and it was only Torn.

Torn: They're here!!! Jan, we have to go on the front line! Haven City is in trouble!
Janovah: But you're an outlaw!
Torn: Outlaw or not, our friends need us!

I lowered the knife.

Janovah: Oh yeah, this is yours.

I handed him his knife. He put it into its slot. He then pulled out my gun, and threw it to me. He also threw a strange barrel. It had green ammo. I loaded it up.

Torn: That's a Terror-Strike, that is. It's the new auto-rifle. It's got better aiming and presicion than the Vulcan.

He gave me several magazines of ammo. I strapped them across my body, like a vest.

Torn: Oh yeah, I have some other toys for you.

He gave me two blades, both red, a sort of knife thing for the end of my gun, some armor, that I recognized to be my father's, and pair of square googles. I began to strap on the gear, and Torn gave me a suprised look.

Torn: Jan...I've seen you look so...fierce. The Dark Makers will be entering our atmosphere within the next twenty-five minutes...We have to hurry.

Before I got going, I used one of my new blades to cut my hair. It was really long then, so I shortened it quite a bit, and tied it into a tight bun. I was ready to fight. I finally tied my red head band around my neck.

Torn and I left quickly. We hurried to the air train, and for what seemed like decades we got back to Haven city. We ran to Freedom HQ, where the Freedom League were gathering. I saw bright lights in the sky...I was tensing up...The guards immdiately tried to arrest Torn, but I cocked my gun threatningly. They stopped immediately.

Guard: My lady...he's a criminal, and by law-
Janovah: Screw the laws. I'm in charge now. Give him a weapon!
Guard: But...Lady Janovah...
Janovah: DO IT!

He tossed Torn a rifle obdiently.

Torn: Those fiends will rake us without even setting targets!
Janovah: If we look like a threat, maybe we can drive them off!
Torn: The element of suprise.
Janovah: We have to hurry, set an ambush!
Torn: The first walkers will be landing in the port.
Janovah: TO THE PORT!!

The army ran quickly to the port. I began to usher them into positions, aiming their weapons. I finally took postion in the middle, up front. I armed my gun, and pulled out a blade. I saw streaks of purple coming towards us.

Torn: The drop pods!

Seem stepped beside me.

Janovah: Get out of the area!
Seem: I have to witness this event.
Janovah: You'll get killed! Seem, you have to leave!

But Seem wouldn't budge. There was nothing I could do. But I braced myself for a long, hard battle. The first drop pod was landing. It splashed in to the port. I raised my blade. The soliders took aim. The pod opened up...a large walker put its foot out. I lowered my blade.

Janovah: FIRE!!!
Torn: Fire at will!

Shots starting flying past my head. They hammered the walker, but it kept going. The men kept firing, until the walker fell apart. The people cheered. But then two familiar people pushed by the crowd and stood on either side of me.

Dash: So, somebody's getting assertive.
Kat: Whoa, you look different.
Janovah: It's about time I ran my own life.

I cocked my weapon as three drop pods landed. I aimed for one right in front of me. I held down the trigger, and I was almost thrown back by the force. It fired fast, but the light was so bright from it I had to put my goggles on my eyes. I found that the goggles found the weak spots for me, and outlined the targets. I fired at each target, and quickly took out the Dark Maker. But more drop pods were landing by the minute. Torn came to me, looking concerned.

Torn: You idea was a good plan, up til now. Now what do we do. They have no intnetions of giving up.
Janovah: Fall back! We need full air strike!
Torn: Fall back to where?
Janovah: To the palace section!
Torn: Right. I'll have guerilla air stirkes with our best missiles!
Janovah: Sounds good.

Torn ran amoungst the soliders.

Torn: FALL BACK! FALL BACK TO THE PALACE!! I WANT FULL GUERILLA AIR STRIKE ASAP! TAKE OUT THESE SONS OF BITCHES!

With a sploosh, two more drop pods had landed. The ship deposting them was now low over the city. It looked like a hairy booger to me. I saw fast Haven jets zipping around, launching missiles at walkers. Dark Makers were jumping from them, and coming up on shore. I engaged once more. I mowed down the dark makers.

Janovah: PLOW THE ROAD!

The men were backing. They had a quarter mile to go. I had to lead them. So I disengaged and ran to the front and led the weakening group to the front of the New Palace. I once again postioned them. Dark Makers were now in the city. The citizens had been evacuated to bunkers. I aimed, and engaged. Killing dark maker after dark maker. I clenched teeth, I mounted my feet, and hammered the hell out of them. But it was not enough, they were still coming strong. We had to stop the ship from launching drop pods...but how? We needed a turret. I turned to Torn, who was firing point-blank into a dark maker.

Janovah: TORN!
Torn: What?
Janovah: We need something to take out the ship!
Torn: There's only the turret in the wasteland. But it needs the precursor stone, and it's long gone!

But Kat was nearby.

Kat: I can power it! If I can manage to get a red eco crystal big enough I think we can smack these guys hard!
Janovah: Okay! I want that gun ASAP, and see if the eco bank has a red eco crystal we can use!

A commander was nearby.

Commander: You're asinine, lady! You're just absolutely rash and daft!
Torn: Rash and daft like JAK! You heard her! I want it done!

I got word that a transport was already on its way to the nest to get the turret. I ducked behind some barbed wire and blasted the bejeezus out of incoming enemies. No matter how hard we hit them, the drop pods kept coming. I heard some guards saying it was hopeless. I kept firing. Torn ducked beside me.

Torn: It doesn't look good, Jan. I don't think we can win.
Janovah: You won't give up hope on me solider, you got that right?
Torn: Yes, M'am!
Janovah: Hit them harder! Set up mortors! I want the full air force strike here! Release water mines! Send out blast bots!
Torn: Yes, M'am!
Janovah: What are our numbers, captain?
Torn: We have 200 units appromately! They have 600 units, but if your turret idea works, we can take them!
Janovah: See it done, solider!
Torn: YES, M'AM!

Torn was actually talking to me like I was his superior. He rushed off and started yelling commands at commanders, and they got passed around. I stood up looked about to see small cannons be placed into the ground. I heard the distant clanking of Blast Bots. Bring it on. The walkers were pinned in the port. I heard explosions-yes, it was all coming together! I saw Torn firing into a crowd of dark makers.

Janovah: Captain, report!
Torn: We're down to 196 units, our ammo is running dry! I have sent for fresh ammunition to be delivered! The gun has arrived, they're securing it to the top of the palace. The eco bank has informed us that they have one crystal to use, and they're fitting it. Your plan is coming together.

I saw a red glow from the top of the palace. I began to shout to my men.

Janovah: FIRE THE MORTORS! HIT THEM WITH ALL WE HAVE! MOVE IT, SOLIDERS! LET'S GO, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!

The men fired harder, but a fresh wave of dark makers were blasting us. I heard explosions, the mortors being fired. Explosions ravaged both crowds. I found a trench to duck into, and I began to fire again, hard. I mowed the crowd like grass. More kept coming. We had to keep going, we had to go on. Torn once again came up to me.

Torn: The turret is ready to fire...whenever you wish to deploy.

I waited...the clouds were blocking the booger ship...

Torn: Your higness, if you wish to deploy, the time is now.

The clouds were parting. Here was our oppurtune moment.

Torn: Your highness-
Janovah: DEPLOY!

Torn raised an arm and lowered it pointing at the ship. A red beam slammed the ship, and it exploded with tremendous force. There was cheer from the men.

Janovah: Let's finish this!
Torn: Yes, M'am!
Janovah: Charge!

Torn turned to the crowd once again did an arm signal, but his arm pointed to the dark maker army.

Torn: CHARGE!!!

We ran for them. I was in front. We were getting closer...WHAM. The blade on my gun collided with a dark maker. I fired into them, tearing the army limb from limb. My own troops followed, and shot the hell out of the remainders. The dark makers fell, wounded and dying. The last walkers were dismantled...We had won.

Torn: The battle is won!
Janovah: We did it!
Torn: The operation was a sucess, your higness.
Janovah: You can stop calling me your highness, now.
Torn: Janovah...we won. You are a great leader!

He leaned in and kissed me. It was brief, well enjoyed. The streets were covered in blood and bodies. Samos came up to me after Torn and I had parted.

Samos: It looks like I was too hard on you! I bet the Baron would have lost that battle hands down!
Torn: Don't even compare her to Praxis!

Samos rushed off to something else. Torn and I hurried back to HQ for what was next.